Yan Guozhen and his own soldiers stood on the high post far away, looking into the distance of the mountains like a jade belt of thin river valley road, the cold wind raged over the river valley, blowing his ears whining.

Yan Guozhen is wearing a handmade wool blanket on the Pamir Plateau, which can help him cover the biting cold wind, this wool blanket is a traditional craft on the local plateau, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is extremely precious, but the one on his body can be worth dozens of dollars, and Yan Guozhen himself is reluctant to use it in the past, but this time he went north, and there are many such things captured in the army.

Although he is a private soldier, he is also an officer, and he casually bought several pieces at his own internal auction in the last army, thinking that it would be a good gift for his mother-in-law and daughter later.

Yan Guozhen was born in Changzhou, in the northwest of Tianzhu Continent, in the territory of Changzhou, his hometown has a famous name in later generations, Delhi, there are many dynasties in history such as the Mauryan Empire, the Mughal Empire was built here. It is one of the cities with the longest history in Tianzhu and is one of the cities with the longest history in Tianzhu, according to the Song people, this place enjoys the royal spirit.

It is said that King An also had the idea of building the capital here, but in the end, because the dynasty was based on sea trade, and Delhi was located in the middle of nowhere, he finally chose Mengzhou.

This shows the influence of the city of Delhi.

Yan Guozhen was born here, since he was a child, he became famous, when he grew up, he went to sea to form a private army, and made a great reputation overseas, and his hands were also stained with countless blood, and now he returned to his hometown again to participate in the Northern Expedition of the vassal country, and what he thought about was nothing more than hoping to be able to gain fame and fortune in the Northern Expedition.

But of course, this kind of thing is encounterable but unavoidable, Yan Guozhen didn't think too much about it originally, but he didn't expect that now that he has the credit, he was accidentally involved in the infighting in the army, which really surprised him.

Speaking of his current boss, Yan Guozhen also felt complicated, everyone knew that this young boss was really promising, talented, and almost exuded some kind of aura all over his body. Everyone around him could feel that natural and intense light that was difficult to hide.

What Li Zhe has done is really too dazzling, and it is rare to see such a terrifying genius from ancient times to the present. This kind of genius often shines too brightly, giving people a strong sense of oppression and forcing people to surrender.

Originally, on the battlefield, the strong are respected, and those who can go to the battlefield are often unconvinced by each other, and it is difficult for one person to suppress the other. There will inevitably be all kinds of competition between each other, and some people may be jealous and secretly rope up for a while.

But a genius like Li Zhe is radiant and too strong, as if he was born to be the master of the battlefield, and it almost makes people unable to think of any competition.

Just like the battle in front of him, Yan Guozhen thought that in the face of the attack of the Mongol army this time, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart. Who would have thought that Li Zhe would get out of the predicament with a whimsical idea.

Trench and chest wall, how could he and Wang Yanzi, who are also old soldiers, not think of such a strange trick? At present, the camp of his own army was so messed up, just such a simple move, and in the blink of an eye, a copper wall and iron wall were born in the river valley, although it was not as dangerous as those moats, but for the Mongolians who came in a hurry and were unprepared, I am afraid that it would not be inferior to the Xiongcheng of the world!

All the minions felt from this little breastwork was a sense of security, and they could safely reload, shoot, and kill the enemy as much as they could. The morale of your own army is not a little bit of a gain.

And for these veteran officers who have been fighting horses for half their lives, this is simply a trick of the antelope hanging horns, and the most important thing is that it can be used locally, anytime and anywhere, this method has the value of promotion, if this trick can reflect the value in this battle. So in the future, this trick can be used at any time and anywhere.

The trick of changing the terrain anytime and anywhere should be of great strategic value to this tactic in the future.

Li Zhe's seemingly casual move simply made a veteran ruffian like Yan Guozhen suddenly open, and if you think about it carefully, this can almost evolve countless changes, which can be used as a conventional tactic. How terrible is that?

It's just a miracle that turns decay into magic, and it's a big trick.

Speaking of crypt excavation tactics are not unheard of on ancient battlefields, but no one has ever thought of applying them to modern battlefields.

Thinking about it like this, how could such a genius be suppressed?

General Wang Yu, the commander of the army in this battle, doesn't know why he suppressed such a person, but if such a person can't suppress the harm of backlash, then even if Wang Yu is one of the top few people in the Tianzhu military world, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be good in the future!

After all, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!

People like Li Zhe can make people see countless possibilities from him, and the more people with dreams, the more they will be taken for him!

Originally, Yan Guozhen had the intention of temporarily surrendering to Li Zhe, but now he is even more determined in his heart, following such a commander, dominating the world, and breaking everything in every battle, this is the hearty life of the Great Song Dynasty!

Although he is nearly middle-aged, his heart is not old, and he will never miss such an opportunity.

Yan Guozhen, who was contemplating, felt a hint of coolness coming from her cheeks, her heart moved, she stretched out her hand, and caught a few small snowflakes fluttering from the sky in her palm, fluffy, crystal all over her body, like a fairy dancing wildly between heaven and earth.

Snowing?

Yan Guozhen's smile became more and more cheerful, and she got up and patted the snow falling on her shoulder.

Looking at the spirits dancing freely in the heavens and the earth is like tasting a poem that penetrates the soul.

The snow was not heavy, but for the Song army, it showed the joy of victory.

Looking into the distance, the eyes saw through the thick glass of the telescope, in the distance, more than ten miles away, in a corner of the valley exposed in the mountains, dust rose all over the sky, among which the figures of people were endless, like mountains and seas.

This is the time when the Mongolians who have been waiting for a long time have arrived.

Yan Guozhen stood on this cliff, against the cold wind, like a sculpture staring at the enemy army in the distant valley, with words in his mouth, after a while, Huo suddenly got up, shook off the snow on his body, and said hurriedly:

"Let's go!"

After saying that, he got up and went down, and with his own soldiers, he jumped on the cliff like an ape, and after a while he went down to the foot of the mountain, and with the men and horses waiting here, he turned over and jumped on the horse's back, and with a whistle, the horse galloped away. Behind him, only a faint cloud of smoke and dust was left for the Mongols.