Yang Ping sat behind the wide and large table, touched his mustache, listened to Jiang Jinfu's report, and nodded thoughtfully: "In this way, this set of formations is quite powerful?"

"Yes. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Jiang Jinfu said: "My subordinates didn't expect this formation to be so powerful...... General, since we can train these death row inmates like this in just ten days, if we train our elites, it will be even more powerful!"

"It didn't work. Yang Ping said lazily: "Our Eagle Yang Army is cavalry, not infantry...... Alright, you don't care about this matter, go down!"

“...... Be. Jiang Jinfu reluctantly retreated.

Yang Ping touched his mustache thoughtfully.

After a long time, he still shook his head, and still couldn't send the sharp battalion up.

This damn Zhao Dahe is simply a shit-stirring stick!

Although the holy woman just sent someone over and gave an order, treating Zhao Dahe as an ordinary person, she should be dispatched, but if she really wants to listen to her, that would be stupid!

The people in the Fengrui Battalion have completely changed their appearance, they are full of energy, and they train harder, without Xu Cihang's whip.

They have seen the power of the formation, and regard it as a life-saving technique, as long as they practice it well, they can save their lives even on the battlefield.

If you don't practice well, once you make a mistake on the battlefield, you will not only affect your colleagues, but also harm yourself.

Chu Li has been cultivating in the tent, in addition to the Dizang Wheel Sutra, there is also the Vientiane Returning Sect, and the battlefield is the best place for the Vientiane Returning Sect.

Three days later, the atmosphere in the camp of the Eagle Yang Army was suddenly depressed.

The remnant sun is like blood.

The entire camp of the Eagle Yang Army was shrouded in blood.

Chu Li followed Jiang Jinfu to the big tent of the Chinese army, and he didn't say a word on the way, and the two of them are now tired of each other.

When he entered the big tent, there were already ten generals standing in the tent, their faces tense and full of evil spirit.

Chu Li had known them from the Great Circle Mirror Zhi for a long time, and they were all centurions.

"Tomorrow we will attack the Feiyun Army. Yang Ping pressed the table and looked at everyone calmly.

The crowd immediately whispered.

"General, let's take the initiative?" a centurion clenched his fists and said, "Aren't you defending the city?"

"The general has an order, take advantage of their careless thoughts, and give them a blow head-on first to relieve the pressure of defending the city!" Yang Ping said lightly.

"General, shouldn't we deal with the heavy cavalry, how did we deal with the Feiyun Army?" asked another centurion.

Yang Ping said: "The heavy cavalry has its own black bear army to deal with. ”

"General, what kind of trouble is this?" a centurion frowned and said, "Although our cavalry is powerful, it is comparable to the Feiyun Army......"

He shook his head as he spoke.

Everyone shook their heads.

None of them are the small soldiers below, they are not confused by the propaganda, and they know that their cavalry is not comparable to the Great Autumn, after all, they are teaching the Great Autumn Iron Cavalry, and when they meet the ancestors, they have no bottom in their hearts.

Yang Ping said lightly: "Look at your appearance, you are cowardly before you fight!"

"General, the cavalry of the Feiyun Army has grown on horseback since childhood, and it is said that they are all masters of archery. A centurion shook his head and said, "It's okay to deal with their heavy cavalry and infantry, but it'......s good to deal with the Feiyun army."

Yang Ping said: "Then what do you say you should do? Surrender directly?"

"Of course you can't surrender, you can let the general stagger it. ”

"Oh, you think the general is stupid?

"So what the hell is going on?"

"Obedience is what the general thinks, you don't need to know...... Even General Ben doesn't know!" Yang Ping glared at them coldly, making their minds weak.

The general is moody, the calmer he is, the more frightening he is, maybe the next moment he will suddenly turn his face and scold, the calmer he is, the tighter the heartstrings of everyone will be, and he will always be in a tense state when he stands in front of him.

Yang Ping's calm gaze fell on Chu Li: "Zhao Dahe, your Fengrui battalion is cleaning up the battlefield this time!"

Chu Li hugged his fists: "Yes, General!"

Yang Ping has a scolding waiting for him, as long as he doubts it, Yang Ping will take the opportunity to vent his grievances.

"General, they are the sharp battalion, not the baggage battalion!" said a centurion.

Since Zhao Dahe entered the Fengrui Battalion, the general has completely protected the Fengrui Battalion, which makes people look angry.

The Fengrui battalion is responsible for finding out the news, although it is now guarding the city, it still needs news, but the Fengrui battalion is good, and it is completely rested!

They are very angry, aren't they just a disciple of the Bright Saint Sect, why is the general so jealous, the general has always said that the disciple of the Bright Saint Sect should not meddle in the affairs of the army, and his approach is obviously inconsistent with the statement!

They were dissatisfied with Yang Ping and used Chu Li to play on the topic.

Yang Ping said coldly: "It's easy to clean up the battlefield, carry the corpse, and if you encounter the other party's people, you have to fight, it's not easier than you charge, shut up for me!"

The eyes of the ten centurions swept over Chu Li's body, suspecting that Chu Li had given the general some great benefit and maintained it like this.

Jiang Jinfu stood aside, and also looked at him coldly, but unfortunately Chu Li didn't lose his temper, he couldn't look at the jokes, and in the face of the cold eyes of the centurions, he was calm as usual, and he scolded secretly: What a guy with thick skin like a wall!

"The whole bundle of equipment, tomorrow beat the drum as a trumpet, rush directly out of the East City Gate, and attack while they are eating!" Yang Ping said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" everyone clenched their fists and roared in response, turning around and striding out of the tent with their legs in circles.

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In the early morning, the drums thump.

Today is a rare good weather, the sun comes out early and the sun is shining.

All the people in the Fengrui battalion rode on horses, all dressed in bright light armor, helmets only showed their faces, two long knives on their backs, a round shield hung on the left side of the horse, and a longbow on the right side, neatly and well-equipped, shining in the bright sun.

In addition to these equipment, they each have a burden on their horses.

The drums pounded incessantly, and they sat motionless.

The horses sitting down were also wearing Mingguang armor, revealing their eyes, nose, mouth and limbs, they were light cavalry, pursuing speed, so Mingguang armor was very light and could only withstand arrows in the distance.

The horses were restlessly digging their front hooves, impatient, very different from their owners.

The people's bodies are tense, they are finally going to the battlefield, they may never come back, and when death is imminent, some of them want to retreat, some are calm, and some are excited.

Chu Li was at the forefront, in the direction of the camp gate, suddenly turned his head and glanced at everyone, and said lightly: "With everyone with us, death is not on the road alone, even if we go to the underworld, there is a formation, we can beat the little ghost, what is there to be afraid of!"

"Yes, nothing to be afraid of!" the crowd replied.

When I think of having someone with me when I die in battle, I am not so afraid, this is human nature.

"Bang bang! bang bang! bang!" Hearing such a rhythmic drum, Fan Yang hurriedly said: "Master Zhao, it's our time!"

"Let's go!" Chu Li shouted in a deep voice.

He urged his mount to rush out, followed by Xu Cihang and Fan Yang, followed by twenty horsemen.

The cavalry rumbled out of the Fengrui camp and stepped onto the spacious avenue in the center, and the cavalry in front had already rushed out of the gate of the Yingyang army barracks.

They rode out of the camp gate and into the main streets of the city, and soon rushed out of the open east gate, and then their horses accelerated and galloped east along the official road.

Chu Li turned his head to take a look, some of the people on horseback put down the helmet covering, and some opened it, revealing their faces that were either excited, or pale or red, and he could clearly feel everyone's uneasiness.

He suddenly spit out a few words from his mouth, the mantra of the Great Day as if it were not moving. (To be continued.) )