The horn of the large battalion in the Mongol army sounded, but there was no movement in the camp, and it was as quiet as usual. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info can be seen that they are all experienced in battle formations, although it is a circle formation, but according to the gossip direction, the eight thousand teams are responsible for one side, and the two thousand teams are in the middle.

The thousand-man team opposite the mountain gate is the vanguard, the captain is temporarily served by the deputy thousand-person commander Agudamu, the Mingjiao people just arrived at the mountain gate, they found that even the thousand commanders, there are one hundred and twenty-one people in their team lying in the wounded barracks, not to mention that the pack horses in the team are basically lost, this is their personal wealth, so looking at the faces of the Mingjiao people is not good, they have long been ready to attack, just waiting for the military order.

Mandu Latu said again: "Come on, push the cannon up, and the muzzle of the cannon will be towards the Mingjiao Mountain Gate." "Originally, it was planned to attack the top of the hill directly with the elevation angle of the cannon, which required the construction of a slow and solid earthen platform as the base of the cannon, so the cannon was still lying on its stomach in the firearms battalion.

The herald immediately took out a trumpet and blew it, and in a short time there was confusion in the rear camp, shouting incessantly, and the pack horses were put on gun wagons and came to the front stage.

The Mingjiao Mountain Gate was about ten meters higher than the Mongolian camp, Zhang Wuji and the others heard the sound of the horn in the Mongolian camp, but the military camp was as quiet as ever, but the sky-high killing intent was still keenly felt by them, and Yang Xiao and the others all looked at the sect leader with a worried face.

Zhang Wuji took off the spear from his back, assembled it slowly, and saw movement in the enemy's rear camp, and after a while, he saw a big guy pulling a horse in everyone's eyes, looked at everyone's more worried eyes, and said: "Don't worry, I just want to find a practical and effective way for our warriors to participate in a large-scale war, it's really not good, I will naturally retreat, and then we will think about it in the long run, but if I succeed in the battle, it will be carried out as planned, understand?" ”

Yin Tianzheng and the others were helpless, and said in a solemn voice: "Obey the order, sect leader." ”

Zhang Wuji held the second spear, facing the Mongolian camp, and walked down step by step, since he was in such a magnificent era of martial arts development, he could never let such a magic skill be broken off the inheritance, thinking about the people of later generations is really sad, ordinary people have solved the problem of survival, life is very rich, trying to maintain the body, all kinds of flickering health care drugs are popular, but the root of refining the body is in the hands of a few people and is not passed on, in the final analysis, the government is not atmospheric enough and afraid to take responsibility, In line with the principle that more things are better than less, we fundamentally restrict the practice of martial arts by the people.

Although the development of science and technology is important, martial arts are equally important, and a single function of health care and longevity should not be lost, but should be popularized on a large scale to benefit the public. If he wants to do this, he has to find a new way for martial arts, and he can't let it lose its role in the face of modern technology that is destined to appear and will be updated day by day, and this battle is his first attempt.

Zhang Wuji decided to charge into battle with one gun, with one enemy and ten thousand, he wanted to see what kind of results his martial arts would have in this kind of large-scale battle, and he also wanted to give the Mingjiao heroes a goal to move forward, whether it was feasible to violate the ban with martial arts? It's in this battle.

Mandu Latu looked at the young man who might be Zhang Wuji holding a spear, walking down the steps step by step, and was surprised in his heart, did he plan to charge the battle alone, he wouldn't be so confident that he was stupid, he had seen many characters with superb martial arts, and he was already a fairy-like figure who could be able to defeat a hundred people, this was still a hand-to-hand combat, if he met a centaur team of himself in the wilderness, even if his martial arts were high, he would still hate the spot.

Mr. Zhao also looked at Zhang Wuji in surprise, this is completely an act of looking for death, he has been by the county lord's side for many years, and has seen countless capable people and strangers, engaged in special operations, they are good hands, but they have never seen them participate in the battle of the large corps.

Agudamu watched the figure walk down the steps step by step, with murderous intent in his eyes, and ordered: "Prepare three shots, covering all directions, so that these people who don't know the so-called rivers and lakes know that our Mongolian cavalry is powerful." ”

His subordinates quickly gave orders. Two centians were in front, half-squatting and immediately half a body shorter, five steps behind, two centians were standing, five steps behind them and half-squatting two centurians, and the remaining three centians were on standby.

Eighteen steps, Zhang Wuji walked down step by step, Yin Tianzheng and the others looked like knives, staring at the Mongolian camp. The six hundred and twelve captives looked at Zhang Wuji's back, their eyes were complicated, even if they were enemies, they had lost their freedom at the moment, but that back still made them understand a lot of things, although many people were afraid of the Mongols, but they had already begun to reflect in their hearts.

Walking down the last step, Zhang Wuji's eyes suddenly became violent, the strength of the whole body was accessible, the true yuan flowed, the body leaned forward, his feet were on the ground, and a wave of strength suddenly erupted from the spring on the soles of his feet, and his body shot out like an arrow, the soles of his feet were almost close to the ground, as if he was sliding, Yin Tianzheng and the others only felt a flower in front of them, and Zhang Wuji reached a distance ten zhang away.

Mandu Ratu's heart was for a while, and he rubbed his eyes violently, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime, and when he saw it, he found that Zhang Wuji had advanced a mile, and immediately shouted loudly: "Blow the trumpet, shoot in all directions, and don't let him get close." ”

The low, tragic horn sounded suddenly, Agudamu had already found that Zhang Wuji was extremely fast, although he had been prepared in his heart, he was still surprised, but in the end, he was a long-time war-hardened person, and he reacted very quickly, and when he found that something was wrong, he immediately ordered to shoot, four hundred long arrows shot out at an elevation angle, two hundred long arrows shot out at a flat angle, and the remaining three hundred people scattered one after another, shooting out the long arrows in their hands, with the attack of the vanguard, the two thousand people next to him also took the initiative to shoot, and two thousand long arrows shot out at an elevation angle.

Zhang Wuji had already broken through to a hundred meters of the Mongolian camp at this time, but he could engage in close combat with just three rhythms, but his body was just facing the dense rain of arrows in the sky and in front of him. In the middle of the march, a force swam in the chest, suddenly erupted from the throat, the head leaned forward, the mouth opened, a dragon roared forward like a substance, a wave visible to the naked eye spread rapidly to the front, the long arrows blocking the road were shattered one after another, and the vanguard thousand people who bore the brunt of a hundred meters away instantly bled to death through seven holes, and a dragon groan had shattered their brains.

Zhang Wuji's voice attack was full force, with the power of the soul, it was really like a dragon roaring, and several Mongolian soldiers who resisted head-on were all shocked to death, and they were also frightened, and they immediately prostrated on the ground in fright, praying to the immortal heaven and begging for blessings.