In the early morning before Jiang and Yang sent troops, the palace of Yang State.

"Your Majesty, I got the news that Jiang Guomo seems to want to fight with my country's vanguard in the field." A civilian official leaned down and reported to Yang Xiong.

"Young Celebrity...... Interesting. Yang Xiong rubbed his temples: "Inform Yang Ze and say that Mo Wen is going to meet him in the wild, something is abnormal, there must be something wrong...... If necessary, you can not engage them and wait for the army. ”

"Yes!"

……

Above the official road, the vanguard army of the four thousand Yang Kingdom moved rapidly.

[That yellow-mouthed kid dared to lead troops out of the city! ] Pioneer Yang Ze remembered the news that had just come from the palace, and couldn't help but sneer. [After two victories, there is no one in your eyes? 】

[My king is also a little too careful. Yang Ze looked at the well-trained and strong soldiers under his command, and felt a little dissatisfied with his wise and martial king. [My Yang Guobing is strong and strong, far better than those sick seedlings of Jiang Guo...... What's more, I got the news that the soldiers he brought were not as many as my vanguard. 】

[O my king! I, Yang Ze, am not greedy for life and afraid of death, and I will not be scared by a false name! 】

……

"Stop! We're here! Mo Wen suddenly stood up from the car and shouted.

Immediately, the two heralds rode in both directions......

[This road condition is really a cheat...... Run like a sandstorm in the north. Mo Wen covered his mouth and nose, waiting for the dust rolled up by those big-headed soldiers to slowly fall. "We're camping here."

"General!" A general interjected: "It's just noon...... Shall we move forward a little further? Where are you preparing to take on Yang Jun? ”

"You're talking about the steep slope three miles away, right?" Mo Wen raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "That's indeed a good place to attack...... But do you think the generals on the other side will be stupid enough to fight us there? ”

"But ......"

"Don't worry, I'm prepared." Mo Wen smiled confidently. "All you have to do is fight."

“…… Yes, sir. ”

[Young man, this time I will teach you what a real 'battlefield' is! Looking at this vast wasteland, Mo Wen smiled lightly.

……

That night, Yang Guo military camp.

"Report!" A scout half-knelt in front of Yang Ze. "Report to the general, we have found a large number of camp tents more than ten miles to the south, it should be the army that Jiang Guo is preparing to meet us, there are about three thousand people."

“…… Pass my orders. Yang Ze beckoned, "Strengthen patrols tonight to prevent that kid from stealing the camp!" ”

"Yes!"

Jiang Guo Barracks.

"Long Ming, tomorrow you will be in charge of five hundred archers. Remember, you are not allowed to fire arrows without my command. ”

"Yes!"

"Chen Jiang, in the war tomorrow, you must restrain our only fifteen chariots, and you must not rush forward."

"Understood."

"Tomorrow I will personally lead the infantry and defeat the incoming enemy...... Today, all the generals are resting peacefully, but don't let your guard down, don't hear it! ”

"Yes!"

……

At noon the next day, the two armies faced each other in the wasteland.

The sun in the late spring in the south was not dazzling, and in the blue sky, a few white clouds lazily watched the two groups of troops lined up in the sky.

There was not a hint of breeze, and the air seemed to freeze.

"You are Mo Wen of the Jin Kingdom?" In the formation of the two armies, Yang Ze, who was standing majestically on the chariot with a spear in hand, shouted at Mo Wen, who was standing fifty meters away from him: "Do you think that just you, the old and weak soldier of Jiang Guo, can stop my Yang Guo's soldiers?" ”

"The acquaintance threw away his weapon early and surrendered to my Yang country. Otherwise......" Yang Ze waved the spear in his hand fiercely, "Don't blame our men for being ruthless!" ”

"Jumping off the beam, clown, only to increase the laughter!" Mo Wen dragged two sentences of ancient text, "This is useless, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" ”

"You'll regret it!" Yang Ze drove around and returned to his main formation.

[Who would regret it and don't know. Mo Wen sneered and returned to the formation.

……

"The child is arrogant, and there seems to be something strange...... Send the three hundred dead men to the front and see his hole cards. Yang Ze, who had returned to his main formation, ordered his men.

"Yes!"

......Mo Wen squinted his eyes as he looked at the group of ragged soldiers in the Yang National Formation, holding shoddy weapons. [This King Yang actually came up with this set...... But do you think you can use these outlaws to force me out of my killer plan? You're naïve, boy. 】

"Kill!"

"Kill these weak Jiang people, we will have a way to live!"

"You can't go back, fight with them!"

……

[No matter what kind of training you go through, a soldier who has not been baptized with blood on the battlefield will never be able to become a qualified soldier. Looking at the soldiers who were frightened by the death row inmates who rushed over like mad dogs on the opposite side, their faces changed slightly, and their bodies trembled, Mo Wen sighed softly. gave an order to Long Ming, who was not far away.

"Archers, shoot flat in sections!"

The row of archers in front of Jiang Guojun's formation retreated one after another, and then the second row of archers behind them, who had already bent their bows and arrows, stepped forward and shot out the arrows that had been prepared, and then retreated...... In this way, the curtain of arrows fired by the five hundred archers easily marked a dead area, and those death row prisoners who had no defense on their bodies soon all died in this wasteland.

The rich smell of blood crept in.

[How dare he take so many archers out of the city? Didn't he know that the archers were vulnerable to the onslaught of chariots? That's all you do. Yang Ze's eyes flashed, and he shouted: "For Yang Guo!" Charge the whole army! ”

The earth-shattering drums sounded, and dozens of chariots took the lead, and behind them, thousands of Yang soldiers rushed up waving their weapons.

【It's time!】 Mo Wen yelled at Long Ming, who was not far behind him: "According to what I said, the archers release their arrows!" ”

Then, Yang Ze, who was charging, saw a scene that shocked him: a black oppressive feather arrow rose from the front of Jiang Guo's array, and then fell towards them like raindrops.

The five hundred fatal feather arrows did not cause much casualties, but many Yang soldiers who were running wildly were tripped by their comrades who were hit by the arrows, and then like a snowball, they caused a lot of confusion to the charging Yang State phalanx. After releasing the arrows, the archers lined up in front of the formation retreated to the two wings, and Mo Wen also felt three talismans from the space.

"Everything is born and scattered, and the qi of yin and yang is tied to the wind." The incantation was chanted, and the talisman released a little blue light in Mo Wen's hand, and then gradually faded and disappeared into the air, and the invisible fluctuations emitted with Mo Wen as the center.

But not a single person in the entire battlefield could feel it...... But in the distant forest, a pair of golden vertical pupils suddenly lit up.

After doing all this, Mo Wen pulled out the cloud shadow behind him with his backhand, and roared loudly: "Jiang Guo's sons, today follow me to the shame of the fiasco two years ago!" ”

"Charge the whole army!"

Mo Wen gave an order, and Jiang Guo's only fifteen chariots sped out.

At this time, the archers had already withdrawn to the two flanks of the army, and the chariots galloping on the opposite side were only fifty or sixty meters away from Jiang Guo's main formation.

And at this moment, the low cry of 'woo' gradually sounded in this wilderness, like the cry of a broken man, and like the cry of a wronged soul.

The wind is blowing.

……

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, some famous politicians, military strategists, and great Zhuge Kongming once said: "For the sake of generals, they do not know astronomy, do not know geographical advantages, do not know strange doors, do not know yin and yang, do not look at the formation map, do not know the strength of the army, and are mediocre." ”

Although Mo Wen personally experienced that era of beacon fire, he could only know the location, look at the formation map, and understand the strength of the army...... It's still a long way from Zhuge Liang's evaluation that he is not a mediocre talent.

But that doesn't mean Mo Wen isn't a qualified general.

As a qualified general, Mo Wen has been able to make good use of the resources at his disposal to create favorable conditions for the war and then achieve victory.

Just like now.

……

[Damn, why is the wind all of a sudden!] In the face of the blowing wind and sand, Yang Ze had to squint his eyes on the chariot.

And at this moment, the armies of Jiang and Yang in the charge were finally handed over.

In a one-sided battle, in the face of extremely bad weather, even the most courageous Yang soldiers could only squint their eyes and fight against the Jiang army that rushed in the wind...... And this was very fatal in the battle between the two armies, and the narrow field of vision seriously affected the combat efficiency of the soldiers of the Yang State.

But Jiang Guo's soldiers were much more comfortable than them, and not only did they charge with less effort when they were riding with the wind, but the flying yellow sand only affected their vision slightly...... With their backs to the wind, they don't have to worry about dust flying into their eyes.

Countless Yang soldiers died aggrievedly under the swords of Jiang soldiers, and of course, a considerable number of Yang soldiers died at the hands of their comrades who waved weapons indiscriminately.

And in this one-sided battle, Mo Wen, who had been prepared for a long time, was more like a massacre.

With his soul strength reaching the three-star median, he could feel the movement within two meters of his surroundings with his eyes closed, and he didn't have to worry about the wind and sand at all, as long as he rushed into the Yang State army and swung his sword and slashed. And his two-star level physique also possessed extraordinary explosive power with the support of three-star level spiritual power, coupled with his thick full-body bronze armor and sharp cloud shadow, Mo Wen rushed into Yang Guo's military formation like a humanoid chariot.

"Hint: You kill an elite Yang soldier and get 10 generic points."

"Hint: You kill a normal Yang soldier and gain 6 generic points."

……

The continuous prompt sounds sounded in Mo Wen's head, but Mo Wen ignored this at this time and directly blocked it.

The cloud shadow waved down, it was really the armor that was flat, and the blood was gushing like a spring, and Mo Wen's bronze armor painted with black paint was soon dyed bright red by the gushing blood.

"Shiruru!" Just as Mo Wen was rushing to kill, a neighing of horses accompanied by the sound of heavy hooves and wheels sounded beside him.

[Chariots?] Mo Wen's eyes jumped, and then he flashed his hand and waved his sword to accurately cut off the axle of the chariot, and easily grasped the spear stabbed by the armorer on the chariot with his other hand.

"Die!" Mo Wen snatched the spear and stabbed to death the Yang soldier who was close to him behind him, and Yun Ying turned around and slashed off the head of the armor soldier who was unstable and fell off the chariot because the spear was snatched. Then Mo Wen, who had already blessed himself with the Fengxing Technique, jumped up, and the cloud shadow poked out like the fangs of a poisonous snake, stabbing the emperor of the chariot to death, clenching his left hand into a fist and smashing it into the face of the archer holding the bow on the chariot.

Boom! Click......

The archer was directly smashed by Mo Wen's punch and flew up, and the sound of oozing bones shattering rang out from his head, blood splattered, and he was not alive.

"Hint: You destroyed a Yang Chariot (Double Horse) and gained 60 Universal Points."

"God bless me Jiang Guo, an old hatred of the snow, kill the sons of Jiang Guo!" Mo Wen roared wildly, although his voice could not be transmitted throughout the battlefield in this gale after the blessing of spiritual power, at least the soldiers of Jiang Country within two hundred meters of him heard his roar, and after a while, the four words "God bless Jiang Country" sounded all over the battlefield, one after another...... For a while, Jiang Guo's morale skyrocketed to the highest point.

[Hmph, Lao Tzu can't be as knowledgeable about celestial phenomena as Zhuge , but I can create it myself!] Mo Wen, who didn't know that the Three Kingdoms World Zhuge he had experienced had the same ability to call the wind and rain as he was, was secretly proud, and his subordinates were not slow, and the cloud shadow quickly harvested one life after another. [Now the time is in my hands, and the morale of our army is high, occupying people and ...... General of Yang State, my hole cards have been opened, do you have any hole cards? 】

……

It turns out that Mo Wen thinks too much, and cultivators in this world generally don't participate in secular wars, because in their eyes, cultivating immortals and shining with the sun and moon is the most important thing; Participating in a war inevitably involves cause and effect, and in the eyes of practitioners, the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, most of the alchemists recruited by Prince Longyang were two-star guys, and Mo Wen even saw a few one-star guys...... But none of the Samsung guys are there.

And there were no cultivators to reverse the unfavorable time of the Yang Kingdom, and the vanguard army was naturally defeated and lost. Mo Wen led the army to chase and kill for a short while, then gathered the victorious army and began to conduct post-war statistics.

"Eleven chariots were damaged, ninety-three soldiers were killed, seventeen were seriously wounded, and two hundred and seventy-three were lightly wounded...... Mo Wen looked at the battle report carefully, and then suddenly raised his head and looked at Long Ming who was standing aside: "Long Ming, if I remember correctly, the archers withdrew to the two wings after releasing the arrows, and they did not participate in the follow-up battle at all...... How did these sixteen minor injuries come about? ”

"This ......" Long Ming's face was embarrassed, and he couldn't speak.

“…… What can't be said? Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Here's the thing......" Long Ming smiled bitterly: "I had already led these guys out of the battlefield, but these guys were fascinated by watching from the side...... I didn't notice that a few frightened horses rushed towards them from the battlefield, and finally ......"

“…… Senseless injuries. Mo Wen shook his head: "If I win this battle, I will definitely train you guys well if I have time...... You're still some way from being a qualified soldier. ”

"Yes."

……

Yang Guozhong's army camp

"Your Majesty, Yang Ze is ashamed of his trust in the king...... Defeated. Yang Ze, who had a thick bandage wrapped around his right shoulder, half-knelt in front of King Yang.

"How did you lose?" Yang Wangfeng said lightly, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

"Today, at noon, I led my army to fight him in the wasteland, and I tried to use the death row prisoners, and found that Na Mo Wen actually put the archers in front of the battle, and shot the death row prisoners in a peculiar formation, and I thought that was the source of his confidence, so I went directly to the whole army. But ......" Yang Ze showed a painful look on his face: "I don't know why, at that time, a strong wind suddenly blew in the direction of our army, and rolled up the dust in the sky...... Brothers......"

[Is this a magic technique?] Or is there a magician helping Mo ask? King Yang frowned, and then asked, "Get up, then don't ask Xu to help you, but you can't be blamed for this battle." ”

"Thank you, the king." Yang Ze lowered his head again.

"Alright, get up!" Yang Xiong knocked on the several cases in front of him: "After this battle, what is the loss of the vanguard army?" ”

"The last general gathered the remnants of the army all the way, and only got more than 1,000 people, including 300 wounded...... The rest are nowhere to be found. ”

"You take them back to Yang Kingdom, you can't let them shake their morale." King Yang's eyes flashed: "Then you brought over the thousand elites that I left in Yang City...... Even if he wins this one, Jiang Guo still can't escape from the palm of my hand! ”

"Yes!"

PS: Finally finished writing another chapter, congratulations, congratulations...... If there is no manuscript, this book will be about a weekly update, or even a half-month update...... After all, it's not the time to go to college.