Yang Si was so frightened that his face turned white, and he couldn't stop the willful lord alone.

Jiang Pengji looked at the battlefield situation coldly, and said rather funny, "I look like the kind of person who rushes to death?"

Yang Si secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was already mentally prepared to rush forward with Xiaobai regardless of the lord.

She was suddenly so obedient and docile, Yang Si was really not used to it.

Jiang Pengji said, "This time I pretended to be sick, and I found something different. ”

Yang Si looked at her puzzled, muttering in his heart.

What did the lord learn from the incident of feigning illness, so unusual?

In the past, she was indifferent to the persuasion of her mother-in-law, but now she is about to give up hope, and she has learned to be safe.

Jiang Pengji smiled but did not speak.

If you think about it, it has been almost ten years since she came to this era.

On the surface, she adapts well, like an ordinary deviant ancient person, but in her bones she is still the commander of the Federation Regent who is made of heaven and earth. She and the people around her are the same kind of people on the surface, but their essence is completely different-

She never felt that bloodline inheritance was so important, after all, fertility had been replaced by machines, and it was extremely easy to continue life.

As long as she wants, she can have the inheritor of the best genes.

This era is different, having children is not only to meet the needs of the body, but also the continuation of life and will.

Because Jiang Pengji has no heirs, when the news of her serious illness came out, everyone unanimously agreed that the foundation she had created would be ruined. There is no hope of continuation without an heir, even if everyone did not say it in front of her, but she knew it in her heart.

As soon as she dies, the people who once attached to her will be like duckweed without roots, and the real tree will fall and scatter, and be divided by other forces in the troubled times.

This time it's pretending to be sick, so everyone can still be calm, next time if it's really seriously injured and critically ill, so what?

Calculating the average life expectancy of this era, the people around her have entered middle age or old age, and they can't stand being scared when they are old.

So—

Restrain yourself a little bit and protect yourself so that these little public acts don't scare you.

The power of dozens of bed crossbows is indeed terrifying, and the live broadcast room can't help but worry when I see soldiers dying under bed crossbows.

However, this is a war of 100,000 people, and no matter how powerful the dozens of bed crossbows are, they can't wipe out the other side.

After dozens of breaths, the vanguard of the soldiers and horses of the two sides had already fought together.

On the battlefield, unless it reaches the level of Jiang Pengji, simple fighting skills will not play a big role.

The cooperation of the group is far more important than the brute force of the individual, and the survival rate is higher.

Yang Si ordered his soldiers to set up a loose military formation on the outside and tight on the inside, which was itself to mislead Yuan Xin, so that Yuan Xin mistakenly thought that they were in a hurry to respond to the battle, and the formation was unstable, and it was very easy to defeat. Yuan Xin did think so, and he got carried away for a while, and he was a little less cautious in commanding the operation.

A little less cautious and prudent in the generals can intuitively reflect on the battlefield, and the performance of the soldiers is the most obvious.

Nie Xun looked at the situation coldly, as if he had seen something, and his pale and skinny lips pursed tightly.

Something is wrong –

The enemy's formations may seem loose and disorganized, but when the two armies are in close proximity, they behave in very different ways.

The soldiers and horses under the original letter account were radical and excited, and the originally tight formation was faintly loose.

On the other hand, the enemy's soldiers and horses were condensed but not dispersed when they charged, and the confrontation between the two armies was not messy, which was clearly premeditated.

Nie Xun watched it for a while, his heart was beating like a drum, and the panic hit his chest for no reason, making him palpitate uncomfortably.

"Quickly go and tell General Yuan Xin that the enemy army is deceitful, and it must not be radical and reckless. ”

Nie Xun asked Xiao Bing to pass the word, but Yuan Xin didn't take his words to heart at all.

What qualifications does a literati who can only fire empty cannons have to point fingers on the battlefield?

The responsibility of a strategist is to make suggestions, and the frontal battlefield is the general's home field, so Nie Xun doesn't want to take the lead.

"Tell Nie Junshi that the general knows it in his heart, don't worry about it, just wait for the celebration banquet tonight!" Yuan Xin said casually, "Besides, how can the military order be changed if it is changed? The battlefield is changing, and the fighter plane is fleeting, and the general will not be able to listen to him all." ”

If Feng Jin hadn't secretly cheated Nie Xun, causing all of Nie Xun's calculations to fail, Yuan Xin's trust in him would not have fallen to the bottom.

Nie Xun heard Xiao Bing's reply, and the throbbing force in his chest became heavier and heavier, and the frequency was frighteningly high.

However, Yuan Xin is the main general, and although Nie Xun has military power in his hands, he cannot balance the other party.

Hara Shin refused to listen, and he couldn't press the other party's head to make him obey.

"Stubborn for his own use-" Nie Xun was so angry that his forehead was bruised, and he gritted his back molars and said, "Such a reckless man must not die well!"

His voice was very small, and the cries of murder around him were thunderous, but no one heard him.

Jiang Pengji pointed to the battlefield and said, "Jingrong, do you look like black sesame porridge when you look at them?"

Yang Si: "......"

What porridge?

While paying attention to the battlefield situation and commanding and scheduling, the soldiers who received the instructions waved battle flags and beat drums also changed the rhythm of the drums. On the one hand, let the enemy rush in, and on the other hand, close the gap in the front line.

Others are beating dogs behind closed doors, but Jiang Pengji is killing people behind closed doors.

She smiled, "Our soldiers are tightly arrayed, like black sesame porridge that can't be knocked down." The enemy's military formation seems to be rigorous, but it is too violent, and it is eager for quick success. Several offensive encounters, the formation became looser and looser, just diluting them, circled them and broke them one by one. ”

Yang Si glanced at the battlefield, and from time to time there was blood rushing to the sky, human heads flying wildly, and stumps and broken bones all over the ground.

He said in a tone that seemed to be pleading, "My lord, can we change the parable?"

Yang Si also likes to drink black sesame porridge, and Lang Zhong said that drinking more black sesame seeds can delay aging and reduce gray hair. But his own lord seemed to be against him, deliberately using black sesame porridge as a metaphor for the black pressed human head on the battlefield, and Yang Si lost all his appetite.

Jiang Pengji said, "Not an image?"

Yang Si's face was indifferent, "The image is amazing." ”

Success made Yang Si disgusted with black sesame porridge, and he felt that when he saw black sesame seeds in the future, he would subconsciously think of the crowded heads.

Although the analogy is a bit disgusting, Jiang Pengji's words are correct.

What is the effect of individual heroism on a battlefield on the scale of 100,000?

Like a drop of water flowing into the sea.

Only tacit cooperation and rainbow momentum can allow them to win this battle.

"He!" Jiang Pengji gave another order. "Hit!"

The messenger who delivered the order waved a banner, and the rhythm of the war drums changed again, and they fell to the ground as quickly as a torrential rain.

The front-line shield soldiers tightened their defense line according to the order, and while killing the enemy, they combined their shields into two rows, which were one foot high!

A high wall of shields forms a substantial barrier that separates the enemy into countless small pieces.