Chapter 395 Fighting Side by Side

Rise from the ashes!

I'm not even afraid of death, what are you afraid of?!

Don't be afraid of anything, what else can't be done?!

"Let's go!" Xiang Yu glanced at it with satisfaction and ordered sharply. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As for all the deployment and arrangements in the future, naturally there will be generals who come to him to lead, and now the army will take advantage of this spirit and succeed in one fell swoop!

Although it can't be called a chaos, but when everyone is boiling with enthusiasm, no one notices when Ziyan, who has been standing under the stage and looking at Xiang Yu stupidly, left.

When the army went into battle, it was always commanded by military music, beating drums to attack, and Mingjin was withdrawn. So the snare drum has always been an extremely important thing. But because it is so ordinary, so ordinary that everyone in this army is accustomed to it, so accustomed to it that it is inconspicuous, so inconspicuous that even if someone passes by, it will not look at it more.

So no one knows, or everyone sees it, but everyone ignores today's snare drum, it's a little different.

Simple and rustic, but extremely durable, today there are faint and obscure lines, hidden in the reflective dirt smooth and faint. The person who beats the drum is still dressed in heavy armor with his head wrapped in it, and no one can see his figure in the armor with great texture and lines.

What's there to see? Although the snare drum is only a musical instrument, once the attack begins, it must be beaten until the army is closed or the drummer dies and the army is defeated. Therefore, the drummers are all strong men in the army with big shoulders and round waists, and they can beat vigorously and for a long time.

But today's drummers are very slender, slender and a little weird, slender like a woman.

Ziyan was facing the big drum and her back to the direction of the army, and no one could see her expression. But even so, Ziyan subconsciously lowered her eyelids, covering the faint purple light in her eyes.

I don't know if it's today, the sunlight that appears from time to time has come out of nowhere, and it is so simple and unpretentious that on the rough snare drum, there are faint and dim lights flashing, and they are intertwined into a complex and mysterious pattern.

This pattern is only known to Ziyan, even Xiang Yu has never seen it.

This is a formation, this is a formation on a military formation. What does this formation do? The introduction is simple, but the tone is big.

Drum up morale, strengthen the army, strengthen its soldiers, weaken its enemy, increase its tenacity, strengthen its strength, sharpen its attack, and thicken its defense.

This is the unique secret method recorded in the Hongmeng Heavenly Book, and it is the unique secret method of the previous master of the Hongmeng Heavenly Book, the fairy, because the fairy, the husband she married, is also a soldier.

The letter that Ziyan said and the accompaniment that Ziyan said were never such a simple and direct answer as hiding behind and waiting for him to bring good news or bad news. Since you want to accompany him, you should have stood by his side and fought side by side with him. She has never really been a woman like a silk flower who can only cling to men.

The drumsticks are a bit heavy, frankly speaking, no wonder the drummers have to choose the good food and drink with big shoulders and round waists, and they continue to wave the drumsticks, and the effort spent is not necessarily to wield the spear to fight less. Yu Ji's congenital conditions are not good, she is originally a slender and thin woman with a weak willow Fufeng, and it is not easy for her to hold such a pair of drumsticks. Of course, with the help of spiritual power, it is not the same, but even if it is not so exaggerated, this pair of drumsticks is far from being a good hand for her.

But this moment, where is the time to find fault with this.

A gaze stayed on her, and her heavy eyes seemed to have texture. Ziyan knows who it is, just a drummer, although it is important, but it is also commonplace, just like a pillar standing on the gate, no one will take a second look. Except for Xiang Yu, who knew about her existence.

I'm going to war, and I'm worried about what she's going to do?

Saying that, but Ziyan's heart unconsciously filled with sweetness, raised his hand and waved the drumstick, and struck a heavy blow on the drum surface, both in posture and strength, which was no different from the usual well-trained drummer. If Xiang Yu didn't know who the person standing there was, no one would have taken a second look.

But it was this glance that gave her this blow.

You see, I can do a good job, so you can go with confidence, don't worry about me, but you are yourself, the soldiers are in danger, but you must worry.

The black horse only paused for a moment, then gouged the hooves twice, and walked away without looking back with a long hiss.

I understand, I'll be careful, and you'll be careful.

Don't say a word, don't say a word, don't even change your eyes, everything is in silence.

Only the drumbeat of "knock-knock-knock-knock-" drifted farther and farther away in the murderous spring breeze.

The first place to attack was the grain route where Zhang Han transported grain and grass to Wang Li. For Wang Li's tactics of making good use of a procrastination, logistics supply is the most important thing. Cutting off their grain channel is even better than killing Wang Li himself. But they are not blind, they all have eyes, who can't see the importance of the grain road? For this grain road, Wang Li deliberately built a sandwich wall with a height of Zhang, and piled up a road dozens of miles long with this weak national strength and backward tools.

But what does it matter? A strong one is never a fortress, but a human heart. And the strongest fortresses are often breached from within.

Since it was Zhang Han who sent grain to Wang Li, even if Wang Li didn't let Zhang Han interfere, but the grain and grass were transported out of his army, if he couldn't even insert a single person, then Zhang Han would be blind to such a big name. What's more, what Xiang Yu asked Zhang Han to do was not to directly grab grain.

He just asked Zhang Han to help him tear down this wall.

Anyway, you don't have to tear it all down, just the middle section is enough.

With Zhang Han's cooperation, thousands of people working together, plus the sapper shovels provided by the ghost gate, and working overnight to dig up and loosen the roots of a high wall that was originally made improvise, it should not be a particularly difficult thing.

The loose wall is equipped with a special mechanism for the public loser, and only one person can bring down the entire row of walls!

In fact, originally, it was better to use gunpowder, but it was a seven-to-two-to-one sulfur saltpeter and charcoal, a formula that few people in later generations did not know, not to mention that the alchemists in the magical and powerful joint order industry in this era had successfully made this suicide weapon, and were keen to stuff these terrifying things into the mouths of various dignitaries from time to time. But Ziyan himself had never done anything like this before, and the danger was too great. What's more, she didn't want to let out the terrifying monster of thermal weapons so early, so she gave up the idea and switched to weapons and technology that really belonged to this era.