The flags are like clouds, and the drums are like thunder.

The vitality of the northern Xinjiang was greatly damaged, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and this background was still there, and it was barely able to muster together tens of thousands of troops.

The two armies faced each other, murderous, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Jiang Pengji rode a war horse, wore armor, and held a long knife with a wide back in her right hand, looking ready to attack.

"Lord, look at this look, Northern Xinjiang is really hurt. ”

Feng Zhen rode a horse and followed Jiang Pengji, and he used his right hand to block his forehead to shade the sun, avoiding the overly hot light.

The distance between the two armies is relatively long, and a safe distance is widened, so that the other side will not launch a charge without saying a word and take itself by surprise.

Toyoma squinted with difficulty, trying to discern the strength structure of the enemy camp.

Because of the backward lighting equipment, most of the ancients had myopia, especially the scribes, and Fengzhen was no exception.

Jiang Pengji is different, her eyesight is very good, she can see things far away clearly.

"Although there are not as many cavalry as expected, they are not to be underestimated. ”

Even if there is only one percent of the cavalry, it is more than 10,000 cavalry, and these cavalry charge together, and the impact is huge.

Jiang Pengji glanced sideways at Feng Zhen, whose clothes were blown up by the wind, and said angrily, "Zishi should stay in the rear and press the formation, you stay here, I can't take care of it." If you get hurt somewhere or are captured, no one will feel sorry for you—"

Feng Zhen will only point to the kung fu of the three-legged cat, saying that he is a compliment for fighting the five scum, and he still wants to run to the front line to face the cavalry charge of the Northern Frontier?

She is indifferent and ruthless, and the audience in the live broadcast room is distressed every day.

[]: Anchor, I think Feng Tianzhen really loves you, you scold him every day, and he never gives up on you.

[Kang Dandan]: It's impossible - Feng Tianzhen only likes the plump royal sister with a career line, do you think the anchor looks like a woman?

[Mei'er Niang]: Upstairs, you're making trouble, although the anchor is quite a gentleman, but the career line is not small, you are a black and black two.

The red barrage audience giggles, and the blue barrage audience doesn't understand what they enjoy.

There's no way, who let them join too late, I don't know that Feng Zhenai's sister dislikes Lori's stalk.

Feng Zhen was not angry when he was scolded, but was cheeky and climbed up the pole, he laughed and said, "The lord is not right, if there is really a three long and two short, the child in the family will definitely cry, how can it be said that no one is distressed——"

Jiang Pengji didn't have time to pay attention to Feng Zhen, and looked straight ahead with a solemn face.

If anyone can see it, they will find a huge live broadcast screen suspended in front of Jiang Pengji.

Under her control, the perspective of the live broadcast room was sharply raised, turning into a high-altitude overlooking mode.

In this mode, she can clearly see the approximate troop arrangement in the rear of Northern Xinjiang.

For Jiang Pengji, in addition to relieving the boredom and watching the excitement in the live broadcast room, there is probably only this benefit left.

There is no advanced war equipment at this time, and Jiang Pengji's dominance in the high-altitude field means that she has a powerful hole card.

"Someone - give this to General Fu. ”

Jiang Pengji drew a simple picture of what she remembered and sent someone to pass it to Fu Wang.

Although Jiang Pengji is the master, the real commander of the dispatch is someone else-

As for her?

How can you have fun on the battlefield without fighting?

The drums thundered like thunder in the sky.

The morale of the soldiers is rising, and even the onlookers in the live broadcast room are infected and enthusiastic.

[Tangmen Holy Spirit Cai'er]: The anchor has been suffocated lately, right? Haha, I can finally make a wave.

[Floating Color]: The subordinates who feel sorry for the anchor are so tired of having such a boss on the stall.

[Ghost genius Guo Fengxiao]: To tell the truth, it is not recommended that the anchor go off the field, it is too dangerous. Seriously, this seems to be the first time that the two armies in northern Xinjiang have faced each other and are tough face to face, right? The cavalry is too mobile, and the charge is ruthless, and the anchor is joking with his own life.

[Little Raccoon]: The anchor has fought a few battles with Northern Xinjiang, how can it be said that it is the first time?

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: It was either an ambush or a trick before, and there was more or less trickery, so it can't be regarded as positive. Now it's different, the two armies are facing each other in formation, and the anchor's side has to face the frontal charge of more than 10,000 cavalry in northern Xinjiang, which has different meanings.

Northern Xinjiang is famous for its cavalry, which is a heroic division across the grasslands.

Previously, there was a water barrier, but then a man-made flood broke out, and the cavalry advantage in the northern frontier could not be developed at all.

At this time, the terrain is flat, which is very suitable for the cavalry charge of the northern frontier, and the combat index can be the same?

The danger index of the battlefield is now higher than before, and Jiang Pengji, as the main father, still wants to go to war-

No wonder the audience feels so sorry for Jiang Pengji's team.

Jiang Pengji had a faint smile on her face.

What the audience can understand, she naturally knows.

However, after all, the audience does not know about ancient warfare, but they know that their worries are somewhat unnecessary.

Jiang Pengji is going to fight, but it doesn't mean that she must be at the forefront.

The duty of most generals is to command and dispatch rather than kill the enemy, and only when the two armies are completely melee will the generals lead their troops to engage the enemy.

If you let the main general run to charge into battle and resist the first wave of enemy firepower, no matter how many main generals you have, it will not be enough to die.

Compared with Jiang Pengji's orderliness, there is some disharmony in the northern Xinjiang, and everyone has their own ghosts.

The eighth prince was dressed in a red military uniform, riding a majestic horse, and on the side was the seventh prince, a deputy general, who was also wearing an orange and yellow military uniform.

"Sixth, what's going on?" The seventh prince didn't have a good temper, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, "Is he a pig?"

There are not so many rules for fighting in northern Xinjiang, if you want to fight, you can fight, if you want to withdraw, even if you want to sneak attack, you will go straight.

His suggestion was to take advantage of the fact that Jiang Pengji's army had not yet completely opened up and take the lead in attacking.

More than 10,000 cavalry charged together, and the enemy was not prepared, so a sneak attack was not a problem.

The result?

I don't know what the temper of the sixth child is, but he insists on fighting with the other party-

Fight your head!

The eighth prince had a light smile on his face, but those who knew him well knew that his smile was a little reluctant.

"Before the two armies are in front, it's good to save some face for the sixth child. If someone spreads it, this is the handle of the sixth brother to attack you. ”

Fighting generals are not common, at least there is no such custom in northern Xinjiang, and the habit in northern Xinjiang is to start fighting without saying a word, where will be notified in advance.

"I can't be angry—"

The Seventh Prince endured his temper and stood against the scorching sun above his head, and his anger filled his body.

As everyone knows, the sixth prince also has his own considerations.

The men of the Han family in the Central Plains are much weaker than the men in the northern Xinjiang, and their bodies are petite and weak.

The men in northern Xinjiang grew up on horseback, and their riding skills are exquisite.

The sixth prince was right, the horse war in Northern Xinjiang was indeed strong, but the premise of victory was that they did not meet Jiang Pengji.

"Lao Tzu doesn't cut off the unknown under the knife, report the name-"

Northern Xinjiang sent a man with an unusually large body and rock-hard muscles, as if he was about to tear his armor.