Chapter 388 Calling the Wind to Help the War It stands to reason that ordinary officials use their lives on the battlefield in order to worship the generals.

But where meritorious service is in sight, there is no reason to give the credit to others.

But Qu can be in the army for decades, has a good temperament, and is also pleased to praise his methods, and he disdains to be caught by hand.

At present, Chen Hui first said a few words of flattery, and then said exactly where Qu Neng's weakness lies.

Qu Neng listened to it and didn't think about it at the moment, so he blurted out: "I wait for the food monarch to serve the court, and it makes no difference who gets the credit." This anti-king is now desperate, and General Chen wants to arrest him. A certain family will fight elsewhere, and today we must wipe out the swallow thief here!"

Chen Hui smiled secretly and led thousands of his men to chase Zhu Di, Zhu Di escaped to the Baigou River and jumped on the embankment, but saw that the river below was surging and there was no way out.

Only there are more than ten flags erected under the embankment, but there are no soldiers and horses left behind by the Yan army crossing the river, so they have to ride back and stand on the Zhangxu embankment.

The southern army saw that they were about to come forward, but Zhu Di's face was as usual, and he only took the whip sheath as a greeting.

That Chen Hui thought that Zhu Di had no way out, so he brought people to catch up.

At this moment, seeing that there was a Yan Army flag hidden behind the embankment, Zhu Di immediately had no fear.

For a while, thinking of the previous Beiping fiasco, he was suspicious and did not dare to step forward to persecute him.

After holding each other like this for a while, Mo Lingtao had already ordered more than 1,000 elite horsemen to rush to respond, and the two sides of the embankment had their own winners and losers.

Besides, the Xiao general Ping'an rushed to the north with the southern soldiers, and it was very eye-catching to see that the Yan Division had lost the guards of the side army, but the green air in the air was looming, and the formation was strange and lined up like a coiling dragon.

Immediately, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses from the headquarters came to attack the "Blue Dragon Yanxuan Array" on three sides

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He saw that although this array was strange, there were only more than 10,000 Yan soldiers inside, and it should not be difficult to break through.

I never wanted to be killed by thousands of chariots and horses, or hit the iron wall of the copper wall like hitting the dorsal fin dragon scales, and were beaten out of the cannon like rain, and the casualties were not counted.

Or suddenly enter the whirlpool, be swept up suddenly, like a dragon opening its mouth to devour, the support is blocked, the front army is all trapped, and it is destroyed in an instant.

After a few encounters, I saw that the Yan army's formation was quiet and moving, all kinds of changes, echoing from beginning to end, attacking and retreating, resisting like the wind, like a forest, like a mountain, like a fire, and many soldiers and generals actually clashed with each other.

Although Ping An has been in battle for a long time and is well versed in the art of war, he does not understand the mysterious joints of this formation, and he is shocked and angry and helpless.

Liu Shaoyang was watching the fire on the platform at the end of the ridge, and he saw where the main force of the Southern Army was heading, and constantly waved the flag to change the direction of the first and last six formations to deal with it.

However, no matter how many officers and soldiers broke into the formation, they were all so difficult to distinguish that they were faint, or they were forced to fall into a pit or lose their thorns, but they all came and went.

At this moment, all the Yan soldiers are scattered on the banks of the river, although they are outnumbered and the battalions are chaotic, they have long been struggling to support.

But everyone looked at the Zhongjun Ridge from afar, and the handsome flags of the Yan Division were towering and fluttering, and they all fought to the death with the southern army.

The battle between the two armies on the Baigou River has been fighting since dawn, and after the noon, it has been blood-stained scorched earth corpses all over the field.

When it was not time, Liu Shaoyang read the advice of his master, and calculated that there was a strong wind coming from the east at the turn of the undeclared.

At the moment, he handed over the formation to Xuan Qing as the commander, and he took off on the platform and forgot about it.

Transporting the "Heart Sounds and Melting Xuangong"

After a long time, he sensed that there was a strong wind in the northeast, whistling from east to west.

Immediately, the silent recitation of the mantra secretly gathered the Xuan Xi Heaven and Man mixed with each other, and the cultivation qi in the body and the gusts of wind hundreds of miles away actually had to be mutually induced, and the rare strong wind that was originally facing the western frontier was attracted to the south.

At this moment, among the official army, Wuding Marquis, Guo Ying'an, Lu Marquis, Wu Jie and other soldiers and horses have divided the Yan army and forced them to press on the bank of the Baigou River.

The Jiuli Sect and other righteous and evil people who were invited to help in the army were even killed in the northern army as if they were in a no-man's land.

Li Jinglong sat on the barracks and looked out against the railing, and when he saw the various units of the Southern Army rolling like an angry tide and gaining the upper hand, he couldn't help but slap his palms and laugh proudly.

Realizing that the victory was imminent, he waved the order flag again, mobilized the leopard Taowei of Yue Hou Yu Tongyuan, and commanded Teng Ju's Lu Liangwei and Xu Huizu's Beijing battalion soldiers and horses to rush forward to kill.

Just as the southern army was fighting to the north, suddenly the mountains shook and trembled.

There are gusts of strange north wind, the wind is whistling, the Xuanyu is dim, the flying sand and stones are rolling and the south soldiers are rushing towards the south, and the charming eyes are like knives cutting and the foothold is uncertain.

Li Jinglong was taken aback by the angry wind blowing at first glance, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he hurriedly pulled out his legs and ran down the high turret of the barracks.

Rao him does not accumulate kindness, but his life should not be extinguished, and the wolf bèi rushed down the wooden building of several zhang, and the left near the camp was immediately "hula"

Crumbling debris flies sideways.

Even the dozens of feet tall Chinese army Daxu was also "clicked" by this sudden strange wind

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