Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Husband Takes Charge
Yang Kaifeng shook his head and said: "It's only more than 100,000, not less than 100,000, and it's very well hidden, if it weren't for the blooming of the acacia tree by mistake, causing the horse mounts to panic, it would be difficult to find the trace." ”
"Thirty miles, according to a normal march, it only takes an hour for an army of 100,000 to come here. Hong Xiguan analyzed: "Zeng Xiangcai, how long will it take for the Zhenxi Army to complete its reorganization and prepare for battle?"
"Gather the army, give orders, put the army in order, distribute the weapons, put the bows and crossbows in order, march in formation, at least an hour and a half. Zeng Xiangcai said.
Hong Xiguan nodded, his temperament changed, he had the momentum of the commander of ten thousand armies, and he was no longer the kind appearance he usually had, and ordered in a deep voice: "Father-in-law Yu, now immediately escort Your Majesty to Junma Town, everything is subject to Your Majesty's safety." Yang Kaifeng, Chen Daikun, Zeng Xiangcai, half an hour, I will fight for you, and after an hour and a half, in the valley ten miles away, Hong Xiguan wants to see the handsome banner of the Zhenxi Army!"
"Yes!" Yang Kaifeng, Chen Daikun, and Zeng Xiangcai took the order to leave, the enemy is now, time is everything.
Hong Xiguan didn't give Li Yuanhao a chance to speak, looked at the direction of the Western Chu army, shook his arm, and a majestic momentum rose from the ground, without concealing his breath and whereabouts, his feet stomped suddenly, and his body exploded like a meteorite.
Thirty miles away, Zhao Xuanji, the generalissimo of the Western Chu soldiers and horses in the middle of the army, waved his hand gently, and the heralds on both sides of him turned their horses' heads and waved a bright flag in the night.
Zhao Xuanji is in the center of the army, first of all, Le Ma stopped, and the order was passed to both sides of the army after a pillar of incense, so the farther away from the Chinese army, the later the order was obtained, the 100,000 troops completely stopped marching, and the whole formation changed from a straight straight line to an arc, which happened to be the six-talent formation with both offense and defense in the art of war, which can be attacked and defended, which can not only protect the main general of the Chinese army, but also effectively realize the conversion between offense and defense, this formation is particularly suitable for the top-down linear command system, fast and efficient.
The speed of the march, the thickness of the formation, and the length of the formation have all been accurately calculated by Zhao Xuanji, although there has never been a large-scale drill, but in the Western Chu army, where the military law is like a mountain, the six-talent formation is already familiar with it.
Zhao Xuanji took the lead, Kou Zhongyuan and Duan Xifeng followed, Xichu Shuangbi is the representative of the little sage and sage Zhuang, nominally Zhuge Wei's disciple, to the art of war Taoluo actually learned from Zhao Xuanji: "Xifeng, Zhongyuan, Hong Xiguan has come, he wants to drag down the pace of my Western Chu army with the strength of one person." ”
Kou Zhongyuan tightened the reins of the horse with both hands, put his left hand on his right hand, and tapped the back of his hand with his index finger: "In the Chu-Hun War back then, Tuoba Longye had already been a husband once, and the Northern Wei Fist God would follow suit?
Duan Xifeng opened his mouth and said: "Of course Hong Xiguan knows that the situation is forced to do it as a last resort, with the status of the Northern Wei Dynasty Fist God, he can still take such a risk, in addition to his own strength, this kind of courage is also admirable. ”
Zhao Xuanji sighed: "Northern Wei Dynasty, it seems that this kind of madman is specially produced. ”
The generalissimo of the Western Chu soldiers and horses spoke lightly, Kou Zhongyuan and Duan Xifeng's faces were the same at the same time, who dared to fight the twenty-four immortals in the sky with a single sword, it was the leader of the three uniques, Zhao Dulu, the person of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who knew that he could not do it, and went south to the river to challenge the Buddha of Confucius, it was Li Yuanhao, the son of heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
"West wind, Central Plains, remember, the purpose of this march is to trap and kill the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty and buy time for Murong Feng. ”
"Yes, Generalissimo!" both obeyed at the same time.
Fan Xiaokuai, who had never ridden a horse, walked to Duan Xifeng's side, just separating Kou Zhongyuan: "Xifeng, Hong Xiguan is coming in a while, you may be in danger if you step back." ”
Duan Xifeng was slightly surprised: "Xiao Kuai, with the generalissimo, you and the Nine Swords, you can't protect my safety?"
Fan Xiaokuai held the hilt of the iron sword: "Maybe it's even more powerful than you imagined, there are thousands of cultivation methods in the world, there will be traces to follow, no matter what realm you practice, there will always be a person who lives and restrains you somewhere, this is the principle of heaven and earth, and it can't be violated." Hong Xiguan is the exception, the pinnacle master above the nine grades in the world, none of them can restrain Hong Xiguan. The pavilion master once let me see the methods of many masters in the world, and I can also imitate one or two, only Hong Xiguan's boxing method, I can't imitate it, it's not that I can't imitate the boxing moves, but the artistic conception can't be imitated, naturally, the power is too far behind. Today, although the Generalissimo, I, and the Nine Swords are together, if Hong Xiguan, who occupies the right time and place, wants to take anyone's head among the ten thousand armies, he can't stop it at all. ”
Duan Xifeng smiled: "Life and death have fate, and wealth is in the sky." By the way, Xiaokuai, have you talked to the girl?"
Fan Xiaokuai grimaced a bitter face and shook his head: "Not yet." ”
Kou Zhongyuan rode around to Fan Xiaokuai's side: "Xiaokuai is a coward, he has created opportunities for him many times, he is so frightened that he stammers and does not dare to speak." A few years ago, I went to the bank of the Qinhuai River, made up my mind to come back and confessed to the girl, but it didn't work, and then I went to Tai'an City to see the Huns enter Tai'an City, and swore that I would confess when I came back, and the girl dared to disagree, so she used force, and when she saw the face of the girl, she didn't even put a fart. Xiao Kuai, do you have the guts in your crotch, it's really not good, the master can do it for you. ”
Fan Xiaokuai snorted coldly: "Sometimes I don't like to chat with you." His face changed suddenly, and he made a sword movement: "It's here!"
The sound of explosions in the distance suddenly sounded, like ten thousand horses galloping, more terrifying than the 100,000 troops of Xichu.
Hong Xiguan, who was as fast as the wind, was like a red flame that crossed the heavens and the earth, and his momentum went straight to the heavens and the earth, and every step was accompanied by a great earthquake.
Zhao Xuanji waved his hand, and the army that stretched for more than ten miles set up crossbows together, and tens of thousands of bows and crossbows shot out in turn, covering the sky like flying locusts.
Hong Xiguan swung out a punch, his footsteps did not stop at all, and he swept forward with a momentum like a bamboo, and where the fist passed, the crossbow arrows in the air cracked inch by inch.
In the end, Hong Xiguan stood in front of the 100,000 army, lit a torch, stuck it in front of him, and did not shy away from revealing his whereabouts and identity.
"Who's going to fight first?!"
The Northern Wei Dynasty boxing god faced the black pressure in the night, and shouted loudly, and the sound shook the sky.
One husband and one wife!