A pot of tea, two plates of snacks.

Lin Jiaruo sat in the corner of the martial arts training ground, leisurely admiring the heroic posture in the field.

The cold stars are dotted, and the silver light shines.

I didn't expect my big brother's spear skills to be so good, dancing like snow flying, pear blossoms falling, very good-looking.

But the dancing long knife just now is also very heroic, and sure enough, the person is good-looking, and everything is pleasing to the eye.

When the last piece of dim sum was in the abdomen, the spear was sent out, and it stopped three inches in front of Yan Wangxi's throat.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and Lin Jiaruo applauded excitedly.

The spear was withdrawn, thrown behind him, and was inserted back into the weapon rack with unmistakable accuracy, looking at Yan Wangxi who fell to the ground expressionlessly, and said coldly: "What else can I take?"

"No," Yan Wangxi replied without hesitation.

He's not stupid, he lost the knife and gun he was best at, what else is there to compare with other weapons, do you have to be abused in all eighteen ways to learn to be a man

"That's it" Lin Zhizhi looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were slightly closed, obviously not showing any disdain and contempt, but it made Yan Wangxi feel like he was being looked down on in the dust.

How can a hot-blooded man be insulted like this

Yan Wangxi instantly bounced up from the ground and sneered: "These are just the courage of a horseman, my Yan clan battlefield kills the enemy, not with swords, guns, swords, halberds."

When Yan Wangxi stood up, he was about an inch taller than Lin Zhizhi, and it stands to reason that he should not lose his momentum.

But the man still lowered his eyes, his eyes were slightly closed, and only when he finished speaking, he lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, lowered his eyes again, and said, "Choose what you are good at."

A faint glance, a faint sentence, knocked him into the dust again.

Yan Wangxi gritted his teeth hatefully and said: "It's like marching and arranging"

Lin Jiaruo was shocked in his heart, straightened up and looked at the two of them in the martial arts training ground.

Yan Wangxi has been fighting with Yan Huai all year round, even if it has not reached Yan Huai's level, it will not be too bad; And although the eldest brother has been in the Hangzhou army for a year, he has never led a soldier

Compared with the marching formation, it is indeed Yan Wangxi who has the upper hand

Lin Jiaruo couldn't help but look at Lin Zhizhi worriedly.

Lin Zhizhi floated a faint smile and said: "I heard that the little general has been following General Yan to fight, because he is still young and inexperienced, and he is also brave and good at fighting, mostly as a striker. ”

Yan Wangxi frowned and said, "Since I dare to compare with you, I still need you to worry about whether I have led a soldier."

Lin Zhizhi chuckled and said: "The little general naturally led the troops on the seventh day of August last year, because General Yan was wounded, the little general led 10,000 troops and fought head-on with Gan Mingcong in Tanglin County."

He stopped and looked at Yan Wangxi, whose face had changed, with a smile.

"The Yan army is 10,000, against the Jingnan army of 5,000, but the main general was wounded, lost 3,000 soldiers, and was forced to evacuate Daizhou" The crisp voice sounded, and the two looked back in the martial arts training field, Lin Jiaruo was walking with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he was proud.

"The Yan army originally occupied the six states north of Hedong Province, and Daizhou was particularly important, because Tang Lin lost Daizhou in the first battle, resulting in Yizhou and Ulzhou also lost one after another, and the remaining three states were isolated, and General Yan had to order to withdraw from Hedong Road."

She grinned and continued: "General Yan Xiao just fought with Gan Mingcong for a while, and then gave up most of the Hedong Road."

Tang Lin's battle was indeed Yan Wangxi's hatred, and he fought with Lu Jian, who laughed at him, because of this.

But at this time, seeing her smile naughty and saying like a treasure, I don't know why, I just can't get angry.

"Tang Lin's battle, the time, the location, the people, I don't occupy any of them, Gan Mingcong is not a mediocre person, and there is no shame if he loses" Although he hated it at the time, Yan Wangxi gradually accepted it afterwards.

There are few generals who are undefeated, that is, Yan Huai has also been defeated by Zhao Bingyi.

Lin Zhizhi smiled slightly, and said: "If you want to set up a marching formation, it is better to take the battle of Tang Lin as an example, you hold the Gan army, and I am in charge of the Yan army, how?"

Lin Jiaruo was stunned.

She has studied the battle report of the battle in Tanglin County more than 100 times, although Gan Mingcong is brave in battle and uses soldiers like a god, but he does take advantage of the time and place, no matter how many times it is repeated, the Yan army is a disadvantage.

Big brother is not too conceited

The conceit in Lin Jiaruo's eyes was a naked provocation in Yan Wangxi's eyes.

"Okay," he exclaimed, "I'd like to see how you're going to turn defeat into victory."

Lin Zhizhi smiled, took the spear again, landed on the ground, and after a few horizontal and vertical strokes, he roughly drew the terrain of the Tanglin battlefield on the ground.

Lin Jiaruo glanced at him in surprise, it turned out that the eldest brother had also studied the battle report of the Tanglin Campaign

Yan Wangxi was most impressed by that battle, and at this time, when he saw that the topographic map was gradually revealed, his expression became excited, and he picked up his gun to make up for it.

Once the terrain is drawn, it's time to set up the formation.

The battlefield was in a plain on the east bank of the Shahe River in the west of Tanglin County. Gan's army is located in the east, behind which is a gentle slope with a forest on the slope; The Yan army is located in the west, and behind it is the Shahe River that is in the flood season.

The strength of the two sides was 10,000 Yan troops, including 5,000 cavalry and 5,000 infantry; The Gan army had only 5,000 cavalry.

The tactical formation used by Gan Mingcong that day made very thorough use of the terrain, and Lin Jiaruo only glanced at it, and knew that Yan Wangxi was using it the same.

But when his eyes moved to the west, he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

Yan Wangxi heard the movement, looked up, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Glaive Array"

Yan Wangxi used the crane wing formation for the battle that day, with the cavalry as the two wings, and the infantry army in the center, because the number of people was twice that of the opponent, it was enough to outflank the left and right.

But at present, the formation laid by Lin Zhizhi is shaped like a crescent moon, and the infantry army is also in the center, and the cavalry army is based on its two ends, but compared to the crane wing formation, it is not very symmetrical.

The Crane Wing Array has very high requirements for the combat ability of the main general, however, the requirements for the Glaive Formation are even higher.

Yan Wangxi sneered, said "yes", and launched an attack.

Gan Mingcong paid attention to the initiative in attacking with his troops, and Tang Lin's first battle was no exception.

However, when he reached the bottom of the slope, Lin Zhizhi's formation rotated, resisting with a thick moon wheel and blocking this blow.

Subsequently, no matter how Yan Wangxi changed his formation and took the initiative to attack, Lin Zhizhi always counteracted with a defensive formation.

After a stick of incense, Yan Wangxi sneered: "Why don't you put up a turtle back formation, you can't defend it for the rest of your life."

Lin Zhizhi raised his head, smiled at him, pointed his spear on the ground, and after a few strokes, the formation suddenly changed, hitting Yan Wangxi's tail

Yan Wangxi hurriedly transferred the front army to help.

Lin Zhizhi changed his formation again, outflanking Yan Wangxi's front army from behind with the cavalry at the other end.

Yan Wangxi immediately made a decision and rushed straight to Lin Zhizhi's central infantry formation.

Lin Zhizhi slowly withdrew his spear, stood at his side, smiled calmly at him, and said: "The main general will meet, and the little general is planning to abandon the battle and fight for the courage of the horseman."

Seeing this, Lin Jiaruo suddenly realized.

Of course, he had the confidence to put out the Glaive Formation, and if he fought alone, Yan Wangxi would have lost a long time ago

At this point, Yan Wangxi's face turned pale.