Its momentum is like a high mountain, and it is in the nine heavens. Ying Fei and Zhao have been fighting each other for four years. It is separated by three miles, and none of them come out, and the other does not attack.

In the big tent, Wei Liang, Guo Jia, Dian Wei and others are all there. Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and a dazzling essence flashed in it, and said.

"Zhao sat in the fortified city for four years, closed doors, and there must be a master behind him. Today, our army is short of food and grass, and it is simply not enough to sustain it. ”

Ying Fei's eyes flashed with a touch of sharpness, turned his head, and said: "The right path is not quiet, only by wonder."

After a pause, he pointed to the map and drew a straight line: "Chaoyang County, five miles east of it, there is a big river. Its depth is not known for dozens of miles, and the water potential is extremely high. ”

The killing machine shot out of his eyes, Ying Fei glanced at everyone, and said, "Once someone intercepts it to store water, within three days, destroy the river embankment to drain it."

"It will be discharged for a thousand miles, and the momentum of the flood is extremely fierce. Within half a day, the surrounding area of Chaoyang County will surely become a Ze country. Zhao's army of more than 200,000 people, as well as the 100,000 people in the city, will suffer a catastrophe. ”

"Sss

gasped, Guo Jia and the others looked solemn.

Their eyes turned, and the faces of several people were extremely ugly.

Burst!

This is a heavy topic, hundreds of thousands of deaths, hundreds of thousands of innocent people. It's all overnight, and it's simply unavoidable.

"Lord, do you want to break the embankment?"

The stakes are too big and too hurtful. Several people exchanged glances, and Guo Jia spoke.

This must not be done as a last resort. In this matter, Ying Fei's subordinates did not practice, but they were extremely consistent.

"For the sake of the present, this is the only way!"

……

"Hula."

The flag waved in his hand, causing ripples in the air, and the wind swept away, blowing the flag with a loud sound. Wei Lianghu's eyes froze, and he shouted.

"Left bend forward."

"No."

The left song took a step forward, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Wei Liang's eyes flashed, he turned his head and roared, and said.

"The left bend moves right, and the first bend hits the northeast."

"Kill."

Wei Wushu shouted, and the fierce murderous aura was like a waterfall pouring down. Wei Liang urged the horse forward, a bright light shot out of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and said.

"The first song turns southwest, and the fifth song moves forward to prepare for the throw."

"Whoa."

The command flag in his hand is standing upright to the sky. Wei Lianghu's eyes turned red, and he shouted towards the army, and said.

"The first song retreats, the left song fights and retreats, and the fifth song shoots."

"No."

The order flag in your hand can be transformed in an instant. In the big camp, the fierce murderous aura, just like Kunpeng, soared to 90,000 miles.

……

"Drumming."

Ying Fei's eyes widened angrily, his heart was boiling, and he couldn't wait to be in it. The mind flashed, and he opened his mouth and shouted, saying.

"No."

……

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

……

Forty-eight war drums, hearing the sound of the sound, moved, and resounded throughout the camp at once. Playing the drums of war, very skillful. It pays attention to a spirit and is as powerful as a tiger.

The earth-shattering drum sounded, alarming the heavens and the earth. The four directions roared, and the momentum was as fast as a tiger. Ying Feixing's eyes were red, and he stared at the military formation, breathing heavily.

"Whew."

The sound of panting sounded, and he was muffled by the sound of shouting and killing, and Wei Liang was unaware of it. The earth-shattering drums sounded, driving the momentum of the army like a rainbow, and Xuanhe was public.

"Wei Wushu prepares, Dian Wei advances."

"No."

"Squeak, squeak, squeak......"

Three thousand Wei warriors, drawing bows and arrows, aimed at Chaoyang City.

"Drive."

At the same time, Dian Wei urged the horse forward, and the five thousand troops behind him slowly set out. Its momentum is as fast as a tiger, like a peerless divine blade, sharp and sharp in the sky.

"Rush."

……

The army is like thunder, and it has a earth-shattering momentum.

"Hula."

The order flag rolled over, Wei Liang's eyes shot out a shocking sharp edge, and he shouted, "The left army has a long snake formation, stay outside, and block the enemy army."

"No."

"Move."

The left army, under the command of Xiao Zhan, quickly dispatched. The flag fluttered, like a strong wind blowing, blowing indiscriminately.

Wei Liang didn't stop, continued to shout, and said: "The right army holds a shield, and it will be broken."

"No."

"Huh."

The flagpole was upside down, Wei Liang glared angrily, and said.

"Go."

"No."

The right army shouted in unison, and the sound resounded through the sky, shaking the sky. It is like a thunderbolt that destroys the world, and a catastrophe that lasts forever.

"Boom."

The big shield in his hand was raised immediately, forming a steel barrier in an instant. Wei Lianghu's eyes widened, his inside was as red as blood, and the command flag in his hand was rolled upside down.

"Wei Wushu is in a cone formation, breaking through the enemy formation!"

"Kill."

Wei Wushu's shouting and killing sound was like a thunderstorm in the nine heavens. In an instant, it was already soaring into the sky.

The Han army practiced martial arts, and the momentum was huge. Within three miles, there are all heard. In the fourth year of Zhao, Sun Yi stood on the city wall, and his tiger eyes swept by with fear.

"It's really elite!"

After half a ring, Sun Yi was amazed. In the face of the martial arts under the city, he understood the difference between the elite and the rabble, and it was like a cloud.

"yes!"

Wang Da replied, his eyes revealing a hint of yearning and longing. Elite soldiers and strong generals, this is the army that any general dreams of.

Since ancient times, elite soldiers love strong generals, and strong generals love elite soldiers, which is not unreasonable.

Elite soldiers can help strong generals to achieve great military achievements, and strong generals can bring elite merit. The two complement each other and are indispensable.

"Yingfei's fame is all due to this!"

The corners of Zhao Sinian's mouth twitched slightly, with a shocking sharpness, turbulent for nine days and ten earths. He stared at the army under the city, and the heart of a battle was even more brilliant.

……

The murderous spirit is rushing into the sky, and it is approaching Chaoyang County. The fierce murderous aura hurts the skin of the person who stabs him.

"Whoa."

The flag is reversed, pointing to the Great Queen. Wei Lianghu's eyes widened, and a flash of light swept through the nine heavens, and he shouted, saying.

"All armies keep their formations in order, and fight and retreat!"

"No."

Respond to the sound of the promise and hit the bullfight directly. Twenty-three thousand armies, their voices intertwined, and the heavens and the earth shook.

The flag is displayed, and it has its own atmosphere.

Wei Liang's tiger was in his eyes, and the killing machine skyrocketed. An army of 20,000 slowly retreated under his command. The army of 20,000 is in retreat, and its shape is not chaotic.

This is the elite, the embodiment of a commander's command skills.

Ying Fei's eyes flashed, looking at the retreating army, and a wave appeared in her heart. Although Wei Liang is strong, he is not the ultimate commander like Han Xin.

Think back then, the battle of Qixia. Before the ambush on all sides, Han Xin led the Qi army and came from afar, and his trekking army did not stop, and he brazenly launched a battle.

The purple torrent is like an ocean. Under the command of Han Xinchaogao, Xiang Yu's 100,000 Chu army rushed straight to him. In the face of the elite of the 100,000 Chu army, Han Xin stubbornly relied on his command attainments to force Xiang Yu to exhaustion.

"Driving"

War horses neighed and chattered in the air. Ying Feixing's eyes moved, and she walked towards the camp.

Performing martial arts outside the city, Ying Fei's goal has been achieved. The army was mighty, with a fierce murderous aura, oppressing the Yellow Turban soldiers and intimidating Zhao for four years.

"Phew."

grabbed the reins of the horse, and Yingfei's eyes flickered. He turned over and dismounted, and stepped into the big tent at once.

……