Daxing Mountain.

Qi Lin looked at the twisted and huge team in the system map, and was stunned for a long time without coming up with a way to break the enemy.

In fact, Qi Lin is not really so unbearable, but when he used to play real-time strategy games, he always slowly wore time and resources to fight a defensive war of attrition, and the opponent was just an AI (computer) with almost fixed attack routines.

In addition, Qi Lin also has a common problem with almost all real-time strategy gamers when fighting against AI, that is, after gaining absolute superiority, he is not in a hurry to eat the opponent in one go, but withdraws his forces to build a defensive circle, watches the opponent slowly develop, and then launches an almost suicidal charge against his own defense line with weak soldiers.

It is precisely because of this habit that after entering this world, Qi Lin will go to one place to easily establish a town, and build his own logistics base and resource transfer station all over the map.

However, another consequence of this habit is that, like Qi Lin now, he doesn't know how to fight in the face of a battle that needs to end in a short time.

"Alas, forget it, let's go straight to the battle!" Qi Lin sighed.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei only brought 500 soldiers, and then suddenly encountered the 50,000 Yellow Turban Army in Daxing Mountain, and was stabbed by Zhang Fei when he was fighting the deputy general Deng Mao, and Cheng Zhiyuan himself was also divided into two halves by Guan Yu.

Since Liu Bei and his 500 soldiers and horses could defeat that wave of the Yellow Turban Army, there was no reason why his 2,000 men could not defeat him.

Isn't it just a fighting general, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Lao Tzu too!

After making up his mind, Qi Lin asked the troops to rest at the foot of the mountain for a while, which was actually to let Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, two normal people, take a breath, and then directly waved his hand and led the army into the mountain.

With a systematic map to locate the other party's location, coupled with the detailed scanning of the terrain by the dragonflies, Qi Linjun easily avoided the scouts sent by the other party to explore the way, and when they reached a relatively gentle hillside, Qi Lin suddenly stopped the soldiers in the puzzled eyes of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Then he neither camped nor hidden, just jumped off his horse, and then stood there stunned, looking at the other party's mountain in a daze.

"My lord, what's wrong? First abandoned the main road and didn't go, left behind the baggage and walked these dangerous mountains and forests, and then now he stays here and doesn't do anything, not even the scouts are excluded, is it possible that the Yellow Turban Army can still send it to the door by itself? Under the shade of a tree not far away, Zhang Fei was holding his weapon and nibbling on a few mouthfuls of air-dried beef that he carried with him, his face full of confusion and unhappiness.

Guan Yu, who was on the side, heard his words, looked at Qi Lin, who was standing alone on the hill in the distance and looking ahead, and also felt that his lord was weird today, and he was even a little obstinate from just now, ignoring his and Zhang Fei's words at all.

But before he could say anything, a cloud of dust suddenly rose from the hill ahead, and a moment later the sound of chaotic footsteps and conversation came from the other side of the hillside.

"Yo, did you really send it to the door yourself?" There was an exclamation from Zhang Fei's side beside him, Guan Yu looked at Qi Lin's back, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Qi Lin didn't know what the two people behind him were thinking, since he arrived on this mountain, his attention has been on the system map, always paying attention to the movements of the Yellow Turban Army, as if he was afraid that the other party would temporarily change his route and go elsewhere.

However, there are not a few steps on both sides, even if Cheng Zhiyuan wants to take a temporary road, I am afraid there is no chance.

No, after only a few minutes of staying, the figure of the Yellow Turban Army appeared on the opposite hill.

At this time, in the Yellow Turban Army, Cheng Zhiyuan noticed the abnormality of the front army, and hurriedly walked to the front of the battle with his personal guards.

When he saw the men and horses blocking the way on the hillside in the distance, he was shocked, and he couldn't figure out how this team of men and horses could avoid the scouts he had sent out, and almost quietly touched the front of his formation.

Just as he was guessing whether this would be the big man who was finally willing to send a life-saving force, the next moment, the look of surprise on his face instantly turned into a sneer.

"They actually charged? Charge straight up hundreds of paces? ”

If Cheng Zhiyuan had been on the Internet in the future world, he would definitely complain: "Are you here to be funny?" Running so far and starting to charge, I'm almost exhausted by running until I'm so early, right? Do you want to come and kill me? ”

In fact, not only did he and the tens of thousands of yellow turbans think so, but even Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who launched the charge with the army, were also shocked when Qi Lin launched the charge order.

But what surprised the two even more was that after Qi Lin's order was issued, not only the two thousand soldiers and horses who were silent with the army launched a charge, but even the war horses under the crotch of the two of them inexplicably began to gallop forward, no matter how the two shouted and manipulated, it didn't work, and finally they had to settle down like fate, follow behind Qi Lin, and charge into battle together.

In any case, they would not have thought that the two Wusun Heavenly Horses that Qi Lin gave them had already been converted into semi-system units after being domesticated by the Imperial stables, and Qi Lin's orders were almost the same as those of other system units.

And among the crowd that rushed into the formation, there were only two of them who were really normal, and the others could not be regarded as real human beings at all.

The digitized body makes them fearless of pain, infinite endurance, and makes them tireless, and the invisible blood bar on their heads means that even if they suffer heavy injuries and break their hands and feet, as long as the blood bar does not stop, they will not stop.

Because in their heads, there will always be only one voice, and that is the master of this system, that is, Qi Lin.

"Charge!" With Qi Lin's loud roar, a full two thousand soldiers and horses, as if they had lost their rabbits, immediately launched a charge towards the Yellow Turban Army hundreds of meters away on the opposite side of the hill.

Just like the Roman legion in the face of the charge of the soldiers of the imperial system, in the face of this soldier and horse that has always advanced at a high speed, but can always maintain the formation, the mocking expression on Cheng Zhiyuan's face gradually turned into surprise and surprise.

And when Qi Lin led his troops to rush less than a hundred meters away from his formation, when he saw clearly that almost all of the other party's bodies were wearing impenetrable iron armor, all his expressions turned into horror.

"Buzz!" The taut hum of the bowstring suddenly rang out from the crowd galloping opposite.

But it was the foot archers who came with the team, and the moment they reached the farthest attack distance, they all stopped their steps and stretched out their bows and arrows.

Before the Yellow Turbans could recover from their panic, a rain of arrows struck in an instant

"Puff puff!"

"Ah......h

"Help, I don't want to die!"

In the face of this sudden rain of arrows, the Yellow Turbans, who lacked the protection of shields, could not form a shield wall like the Roman infantry for effective defense, and were instantly shot into one piece, causing a riot in the array.

However, there were not many archers in Qi Lin's belt, and the rain of arrows only affected a small area, killing and wounding more than 100 people, which was really not worth mentioning compared to the 50,000 numbers of the Yellow Turban Army.

So the riots were confined to a small area.

But for the soldiers of the Imperial system, even a little fleeting chaos was enough.

The next moment, the galloping Imperial soldiers crashed straight into the area that was being cared for by the rain of arrows, and their swords swung up, rolling up a blood mist. (To be continued.) )