Capture the thief and capture the king first, or kill a hundred to make an example, what is said is a kind of momentum.

Chen Xing secretly applauded, he had read Huainan Zi's military training, and there were clouds in the military book: soldiers have three potentials...... There is momentum, there is terrain, there is momentum. He will be brave and light on the enemy, and he will be bold and happy to fight. The crowd of the three armies, the division of millions, the ambition is strong, the air is like the wind, the sound is like thunder, and the sincerity accumulates and strengthens the enemy, which is called the momentum.

This is what ordinary people don't understand, more than 20 people beat more than 1,000 people to have a fart, of course it works.

What we need to judge and strategy in the use of troops is the way of heaven, what we need to draw is geographical graphics, what we need to objectively evaluate is personnel, and what we need to gain the upper hand is contingency and momentum. Therefore, with the ability of the generals, they can get the way of heaven upward, have the geographical advantage downward, win the hearts of the people in the middle, and then use the opportunity to change, rely on momentum, and use the opportunity to launch a battle, so the troops will not fail.

Chen Xing's confidence was a little shaken, but he was so troubled by Ma Chao, but his confidence was restored, he pulled the reins, came to the twenty people, whispered to these twenty brothers, the brothers understood, quietly took off the bow and arrow on his back, and silently checked the number of arrows.

Ma Chao was still standing in front, and the brilliance slipped from his face, and at this time Ma Chao was rarely solemn and serious. The mountain bandits originally believed in ghosts and gods, and when they saw Ma Chao like this, they really hesitated.

Zhao Liang in the distance saw it, couldn't help but sigh, and made a gesture.

Knock knock!

The war drums of the Guiyang Army actually sounded, this life is like thunder, and it is the first wave of deterrence against the enemy.

It was still the loud-voiced general, with his sword raised, standing in front, and the cavalry behind him, already trained to bend bows and arrows.

Chen Xing saw it and immediately yelled. Chen Xing is not a loud voice, but this voice is really amazing, and Ma Chao is scared. Those tea merchant armies were even more stunned. Chen Xing shouted: "Haven't you seen it yet? The Guiyang army wants to kill you together. If you want to stay alive, listen to me! “

At this time, the sharp-edged sword of the loud-voiced general threw down and shouted: "Shoot! ”

The sound of the arrow strings vibrating resounded throughout the mountains and forests, and the buzzing sound was imperceptible.

Ma Chao looked at the front solemnly, this war is completely different from what he saw, and the fake bows and arrows imitated by modern times are not exquisite. The actual bow and arrow were particularly rough, like a crooked pole tied to a thick hemp rope.

A man without strength cannot be an archer, and a man with inflexibility cannot be a cavalryman.

Ancient classes were a rigorous selection process.

This battle gave Ma Chao a little bit of understanding of the war. This battle is really not big, but for Ma Chao, it is enough to lift his spirits, and those dense arrows are getting slower and slower in his eyes.

Chen Xing shouted: "Shield, two layers!" ”

The mountain bandits had never been trained, they often faced the old and weak, women and children, heard Chen Xing's roar, some reacted and did so, some just instinctively raised their shields, and some were frightened.

After a dense group of arrows, the team of hundreds of mountain bandits cried and cried for their mother.

Zhao Liang looked at it and sneered, this had long been expected by him, so there was a reason why he didn't take advantage of the high ground and let the archers shoot. This time he didn't use the loud voice of the general to command, he waved his hand coldly, and the cavalry rushed out with a spear in an orderly manner. Hoofs trampling, grass clippings flying. Immediately afterwards, the ground vibrated like an earthquake, and the sound was soul-stirring, and it immediately scared the tea merchant army stupidly.