"The situation is a little not good...... "The potter thought in his heart, and the Qinglong knife in his hand was already clenched.

Zhang Liang beside him sighed: "Your Majesty, without further ado, immediately order the whole army to withdraw to the camp, even if it is chased and defeated by the Liao army, it will not be wiped out, and if you continue to hold on like this, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

The potter's heart was shocked, his eyes swept up with deep hatred, and he scolded in his mouth: "Okay, you Mozi, didn't you say that you only defend and don't attack, but now you are helping Liaogou to kill my Great Wei soldiers in turn, what is love and non-attack, it's all bullshit!" ”

The anger in his eyes was blazing, and he couldn't wait to take Mozi down immediately and break this-stirring stick into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in his heart.

In the front, the Liao army once again entered its own army, and set off a bloody storm.

Looking at the soldiers who were tied up and slaughtered by the Liao army, the pottery merchant finally realized that he had no way out but to retreat.

Taking a deep breath, the Qinglong Knife in the potter's hand was raised high, ready to reluctantly order the troops to retreat.

"The Formation of No Favoritism!"

Just before the potter was about to give the order to retreat, a majestic voice like thunder suddenly sounded in his mind.

The voice was not a human roar, but a powerful torrent of ideas.

This torrent of ideas not only affected the pottery merchants, but also the hundreds of thousands of soldiers present, including the monarchs and ministers of the Liao State opposite, all heard it.

The potter's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, and he hurriedly glanced in the direction of the battlefield, and suddenly, he saw a strange figure.

It was a man dressed in black, riding a horse as black as charcoal, with a solemn momentum, standing in the middle of the two armies.

I saw him propping his hands up to the sky, and the torrent of thoughts rolling like a thunderous wave surged out, rushed up to the sky, hung down from the sky, and turned into a semicircular dark enchantment, enveloping the Wei army officers and soldiers.

Circle!

On the enchantment of the magic circle where the light flowed, countless words loomed, like fish in the Netherworld River, swimming in the enchantment.

All the text, just one word:

Law!

The enchantment flowing with the words of the law moved forward quickly as the man in black drove forward, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the enchantment of the array of love.

Boom Boom!

The loud sound like a storm sounded on the collision line that stretched for hundreds of steps, and two invisible torrents of thought, countless chapters of love and countless words of law, mercilessly collided, constantly annihilated, and constantly exploded, splashing out countless torrents of thoughts, crashing into the soldiers of the two armies.

The torrent of ideas does not affect the bodies of the two soldiers, but their spiritual will.

They immediately felt that their heads were having a headache, as if two spiritual forces were constantly clashing in their minds.

Moments later, the confrontation was clear.

The edge of the enchantment of the array of love retreats step by step, and the edge of the enchantment of the array of non-favoritism advances step by step.

In the blink of an eye, the Wei soldiers who were originally shrouded in the array of love were rescued and shrouded in the array of non-favoritism again.

The faces of thousands of Wei soldiers had a thick expression of love and affection, and the smoke disappeared in an instant, and the will to fight was regained in their eyes.

That look was more resolute than normal, even to the point of being cold-blooded and ruthless, which made people feel creepy.

These Great Wei soldiers who had returned to the iron-blooded and ruthless Great Wei quickly picked up the knives and guns thrown on the ground, and slashed them at the Liao cavalry who were showing off their might and wantonly slaughtering them.

Puff puff!

The bright blade slashed through, and in an instant, pieces of enemy riders were cut off the horse.

The Liao army was shocked.

They originally thought that the Wei army was bewitched by the array of love and turned into a puppet that lost the ability to resist, but they never expected that suddenly, the Wei army would return to normal.

For a time, the Liao army was killed by surprise.

"What's the matter, why did Wei Jun suddenly seem to wake up?" Taken aback, Yelu Hugo swung his sword and slashed a Wei soldier who lunged at him.

Looking at the awakened Wei army, Yelu Xiuge was surprised, but shouted hoarsely: "Even if the Wei dogs wake up, their formation has been broken, continue to rush to kill me and disrupt them." ”

Inspired by Yelu Huge, the slightly alarmed Liao cavalry continued to ride their horses forward to kill, trying to take advantage of the chaos of the Wei army's position to win the war with their own strength.

Under normal circumstances, in the face of the impact of cavalry, the infantry must form a formation to meet the attack, once the formation is broken, even if the heavenly soldiers and generals descend to earth, the people's hearts will inevitably collapse and collapse.

What's more, the formation of the Wei army has been washed into a pot of porridge, and in this case, it is even more impossible to block the impact of the enemy cavalry.

But a miracle happened.

These Wei soldiers, under the influence of the formation of impartiality, seemed to have cast a steel seal like iron in their thoughts, and the iron-blooded military discipline burned directly to the peak in the blood.

At this moment, they seem to have forgotten that they are living flesh and blood, have forgotten what terror is like, and have become war machines with only the word "military law" in their minds.

The famous war machine, ignoring the chaos of the formation, ignoring the enemy cavalry rushing wildly, ignoring the condescending scimitar, wielding the weapon in his hand, and killing the enemy without hesitation.

Hundreds of people were killed, and no one retreated!

Thousands of people were killed, and no one retreated!

10,000 people were killed, and no one retreated!

Facing the Wei army, which was so strong-willed and terrifyingly strong, the Liao people panicked, so panicked that their hands holding the knife were trembling, and they were so panicked that they had a retreat in their hearts, and they didn't dare to attack forward again.

Offensive and defensive momentum, reversal!

The Wei army, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, all rejoiced at this miraculous reversal, and the sound of killing shook the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

"Your Majesty, there is another sage to help us, and Mozi's array of love has been broken!" Zhao Yun pointed to the man in black in front of him and shouted excitedly.

The potter smiled.

At this moment, he couldn't help but remember that after his great victory in the previous battle, the system summoned a hidden military general who was loyal to him by default, and told him that this military general was also one of the sons, and the sage existed.

Now it seems that this sage actually appeared at such a critical moment and launched this "Formation of Law Without Favoritism", which completely restrained Mozi's array of love.

"The Mohists pay attention to love, and want people to love each other unconditionally, but the Legalists pay attention to the rule of law, and now the soldiers have become iron-blooded to the extreme, and only extreme military law can make the living life into a war machine, not afraid of life and death, it seems that this law does not show favoritism, it must be the formation of the Legalists, the man in black, is it ......"

In the potter's mind, a famous, thunderous name could not help but emerge.

His thoughts quickly retracted, whether the black-clothed sage was the person he guessed or not, he would naturally see later, and the most important thing now was to take advantage of this shareholder wind to break the Liao army with a lot of energy.

Taking a deep breath, the pottery merchant was murderous in his eyes, and the Qinglong knife in his hand pointed at the enemy, and shouted: "The soldiers of the Great Wei, the evil art of Liao Dog has been broken, and the whole army is pressed, kill all Gou Liao, and capture Yelu Abaoji alive!" ”

"Kill all the dogs—"

"Capture Yelu Abaoji alive—"

The roar of the mountains and the sea changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and the gods and ghosts were afraid.

Xiang Yu, Li Cunxiao, Yang Ye, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Huo Quzhi and countless other generals of Great Wei rushed out with a lot of anger.

More than 400,000 soldiers of the Wei army stopped retreating, and burst into formation, like a flood from the desolate world, carrying the momentum of monstrous waves, and the Liao army, swept towards the Liao camp.

Under the influence of the Formation of Favoritism, the fighting will of the Wei army and soldiers reached an inconceivably terrifying level, and more than 400,000 people burst out with the will to fight of millions of people.

This is the largest and most powerful impact in history.

One hundred thousand Liao troops were lucky to become the bearers.

The endless tide of soldiers overflowed, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of Liao cavalry who rushed to the forefront and killed the most ferocious were drowned in the endless tide of Wei soldiers.

Thousands of Liao horsemen were tossed to the ground, even people and horses were cut into pulp, corpses and bones were ruthlessly trampled and chopped, and they were killed until they were turned on their backs, and blood flowed like a river.

Then, the Liao army collapsed, turned around and fled in panic.

"How so?"

Looking at the Wei army that turned defeat into victory and rolled in, Yelu Abaoji was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall, and he fell from the paradise of hope to the bottom of despair in an instant.

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