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March 2, 1667, the sixth day of the Battle of Puzhou in the early morning of the dry season

The West Bank Battalion of the Yellow Turban Guardian Army

By the end of the fifth day of fighting, an atmosphere of apprehension had begun to spread throughout the Guardian Army.

The bloody fighting on the fourth day spread fear throughout the West Bank, and the failed attack on the fifth day infected the battalions on the East Bank with war-weariness.

Anyone with a little military experience knows that when the assault is completely unsuccessful, the battle will enter a long stalemate. In such a stalemate, if the defenders still have adequate supplies, the battle can be prolonged almost indefinitely.

In the Holy Crusade, the greatest victories and the most tragic defeats were fought like this: the once invincible army was under the fortified city, and finally the attack and defense changed in the counterattack of reinforcements or defenders, and the soldiers went out for thousands of miles, until neither side had the strength to conquer the city.

"If Master Hei personally invites the Divine Thunder, but can't even break through a small mango orchard, then can we achieve victory?"

"Do you still remember the defeat of Ying Tianfu? I remember that when King Cheng wanted to join the right path, he was also defeated under the fortified city of Cao'an Mansion. Not to mention the great victory of Litianfu, the Jiangnan army of the puppet dynasty was empty in this battle......"

Such rumors began to spread among the mid-level monks, and even more rapidly among those who were not so fanatical about recovering the deer. To make matters worse, the sharpest, most intelligent, and most scheming of all the monks were the first to waver, and these were the very ones who were the fastest to accept the new thing of the "magic net".

After dinner, the monks began to put their suicide notes on the magic net, apologizing to their masters, saying that they were afraid that they would no longer be able to continue to contribute to the light masters. Daoist jurists were busy finishing their last writings or putting pen to paper on their personal collections. Many of the intimate letters were exchanged through old-fashioned encrypted teleportation or magic such as teleportation, and while the contents could not be confirmed, everyone knew that they were dangerous messages that could not be transmitted through the open web.

Naturally, there are also countless informants who rush to the military commission in charge of supervising the army and report to them the bad remarks of their enemies, opponents, or bosses who are in the way. These countless rumors finally converged on the desk of the traitor Ling Jia Lindeng. In the theocratic Yellow Turban Daoist regime, the treacherous order is equivalent to the Inquisitor of the Holy Coman Empire and the overseer of the Eastern Empire, and the Metropolitan Treacherous Order is the high-level clerical position that commands all the treacherous orders.

"On the bright side, Master Hei is still here, but on the bad side...... People's hearts are shaken. It is impossible for Master Hei Shi to summon the Yellow Heavenly Divine Thunder again in the short term. ”

It stands to reason that he should report the situation of these people's thoughts to the heir master as soon as possible. However, even Du Ling himself got a promise on the other side. Although the Guardian Army still had a huge advantage, subconsciously, even the Commander began to disbelieve that this battle could be completely won.

Under a lone lamp emitting a yellow flame, Jia Lindeng selected the secret reports compiled by his subordinates one by one. Like most Murrayman friars, Jia Lin Lantern did not like pure magic lamps. This lighting tool, which is widely used in the countries of Corman and the Elves, does not have much temperature, but has a colorful light, which always reminds him of the unlucky ghost fire.

Although his font name is "Pro Lamp", he prefers to grow the open flame. The same magic provides lighting, and the long open flame provides more warmth and intimidation, and can also be used to burn away excess paper.

The old monk would check the sources he could locate with his own memories, occasionally slicing the reports he no longer needed over the lamp, dipping them in the flames, and throwing them into the clay pot next to him, where they burned out.

Some of the accusations were untrue, some of them were pure false accusations, some of the accusations were so terrible that they could not be presented to the heirs—the consequences of which were beyond the reach of the Guardians, or Jia Lindeng himself.

It wasn't until the first gongs and drums of the battalions sounded in the morning that Jia Lindeng realized that the sky was clear. He grabbed the last 20 or so reports, rolled them into a paper tube containing folds, walked out of his barracks, and hurried with the guards to where Zhang Futu's handsome banner was.

The commander of the 70th Battalion of the right wing of the Weidao Army on the west bank had gathered, and Zhang Futu sat on the top of the commander's seat, listening to Deputy Marshal Ma Yulu, who was standing at the head of the line, arrange today's offensive. Normally, the heir does not interfere with the command below, he only approves the actions of the generals.

"Then the attack is in charge of the above eight battalions, and the vanguard is in charge of the sixteenth battalion just now, can the generals have any objections?"

Ever since Zhang Futu brought the East Coast Guards to the army, Deputy Marshal Ma's military meetings have been much more elegant, and from time to time he would consult his subordinates for advice - of course, no one would openly disagree.

More than a third of the leading generals stood together, took the order, and turned away. The generals who did not receive the order remained where they were, waiting for the order of the heir to disband the men and return to their camps to deploy defenses.

However, even Jia Lindeng, who had never actually led troops, could hear the difference in the distribution of combat orders every day. The troops that went into battle were no longer the well-paid, well-trained, loyal, and experienced units of the previous two days, but those that had not suffered many losses in the past five days, or had fought before but had obviously achieved nothing.

Twilight. The old man commented in his heart, and quietly lowered the odds of victory for the whole army.

After all the martial generals had left, Jia Lindeng stepped forward with the dossier. Before he could speak, Zhang Futu spoke first: "What do you think of today's battle, Lindeng Daoist?"

The heir did not ask about the file in his hand, which surprised Jia Lindeng slightly.

"Poor Dao has never led soldiers, so he doesn't dare to speak falsely. But it should be a safe tactic to deploy heavy troops and escort elven mercenaries to build artillery forts. ”

Jia Lindeng pondered for a moment and replied in a tentative tone. He was actually much older than Zhang Futu, but he had always been in awe of the heir in front of him, who seemed to be dying at any moment—because he could rarely guess what the heir was thinking, and the ruler of the Taiping Dao seemed to have no idea what common sense was.

"What is safe. I'll eat the meat, and you'll gnaw the bones. Since there is no meat to gnaw on the other side, let outsiders gnaw on the bones. There were only a few traitors and guards left, and Master Hei stood up without any scruples, laughed and said, "This is the elite soldier we left behind to defend the Dao Kingdom." ”

"Your Majesty the Shangqing Throne!" Zhang Futu's statement shocked Jia Lindeng, and he hurriedly spoke out to admonish him, "In case this kind of words reach the ears of Deputy Marshal Ma and the generals of the various departments, ......"

"I know. Zhang Futu pinched the wooden sword of the Heavenly Master he was wearing with two fingers, "This is wartime, it is the time to employ people, and those who are masters of the people cannot do things happily!

Zhang Futu's voice was like thunder, just like his expression when he summoned the thunder the day before yesterday, and it shook Jia Lin's face like earth.

At that moment, the Lord didn't care about how many people would be worried when these words were spread, but he knew that he was already in a trembling situation. He hurriedly lowered his head, pulled out the file in the copper cylinder, and slowly unfolded it.

"The believers and sympathizers of the Hengqu Rebellion Sect relented the day before yesterday, but since the night before, they have intensified their efforts to spread rumors about your imperial body. ”

"It can be imagined. Zhang Futu's voice was loud, but he couldn't hear the joy or anger.

Jia Lindeng rolled up the piece of paper, crossed a few paragraphs, and picked out the paragraph that was more relevant to the current situation and continued: "Moreover, in the past few days, the monks of the traitors have used Hongyi's communication techniques to collect information on the 'Demon Dao Network', contact the battalions that have been particularly seriously damaged and those whose strength is particularly intact, and spread rumors that have shaken the hearts and loyalties of our army. ”

Zhang Futu muttered: "Is it a rebellion against those who have suffered serious damage, and persuasion when they are intact? The people of the Hengqu Rebellion Sect are very familiar with the obsessions of greed and fear, this is because they advocate the integration of the three religions, and the 'nutrients' they have drawn from Buddhism are not successful? That Zhang Xiaonizi is young, and her family education is quite disciplined. ”

Jia Lindeng, who wanted to excuse some of the battalions, was stunned again, he never expected that after hearing about such a dangerous situation, Master Zhang Futu would actually begin to comment on the other party's Dao cultivation! He was a little unsure whether Zhang Futu was full of confidence in the current situation or had a wrong understanding of the current situation.

He tentatively read another paragraph: "To make matters worse, some battalions have begun to secretly prepare red flags. We don't know which battalions they were, but the red cloth of the caravans had been snapped up for various reasons. It is time for us to begin purging the already unstable forces or depleting them on the enemy's front lines. According to the information aggregated, Poor Dao believes that the following battalion officers are particularly suspicious—"

"Fellow Daoist of the Lamp, let's stop here. ”

The middle-aged man with deep-set eye sockets suddenly interrupted him, waved his hand and said, "The military heart is like this, and further orders can only make them rebel early." ”

"But ......"

"Anyway, these are also carefully selected by you, all of them. ”

Jia Lindeng was cold all over his body, his knees were weak, and he knelt on the ground. "Your Holiness, there is never, no such thing...... The loyalty of the poor road can be seen by the sun and the moon!"

"I'm not talking about you. In this huge army of defenders, who does not have fellow villagers, classmates, partners who have fought side by side several times, or like-minded friends? Who does not have their own opponents and their own interests? Who can avoid such incitement and rumors circulating among the hearts of the people and directly pointing to personal selfish desires?"

"If you go back to the poor road, you must ......"

The Acting Heavenly Dao Heir Master, who ruled all the Dao people of the Righteous Path and inherited the great cause of the Four Great Heavenly Masters, coughed twice, shook his head, and said, "It doesn't have to be like this. Jia Daoyou, do you feel that it is really frightening that the original victory has been pulled back bit by bit by the other side? Do you feel that the scene of the confrontation between the two sides is very familiar?"

"Familiar......

Jia Lindeng subconsciously repeated Zhang Futu's words, his eyes still full of confusion.

"This is just like when we fought against the corrupt Hengqu heirs! Although they are powerful, they have their own thoughts and selfish interests. It's just that many years have passed, and now we are the one with selfish desires! Jia Daoyou, do you remember when we first met in Qingniu Mansion? At that time, you and I agreed to wipe out the hypocrisy and peace in this world. ”

"Don't dare or forget. ”

Although he said this and lowered his head, there was still a voice in Jia Lindeng's heart whispering: But it's already at this time, what's the use of still talking about these empty words about the righteous path?

"If all the people of the Dao can be united, why should they be afraid of Hongyi? If my generals, assassins, taishou, and sacrificial winemen are not like this, all of them are full of tricks and scheming, how can there be so many gaps for the enemy to use?

The tone of Zhang Futu's words made Jia Lindeng shudder—it seemed to have foreseen the tone of failure.

And with Zhang Futu's Taoist cultivation and insight...... That's what he said...... Jia Lindeng didn't dare to continue thinking for a while. Although he had already buried a retreat on the other side, he would never really believe that tens of thousands of people who only had two weeks of food and grass could withstand the front of hundreds of thousands of Weidao troops!

"Your Holiness must not be discouraged by such words! We still have a large army, and even if some of them try to make trouble, they will surely be wiped out by Deputy Marshal Ma like those before!

"What you're saying is that it doesn't have to be the worst. Let them go!"

A flash of gold flashed in Zhang Futu's eyes, and he looked at the enemy's position. His eyes seemed to see through the layers of the army and the only wisps of morning mist remained.

"Let's wait and see. ”

Zhang Futu's deep and clear voice made Jia Lindeng feel cold all over his body.

The traitor ordered him to end his debriefing hastily and leave—and in the end he didn't say what he thought about a potential traitor.

Because, even he himself decided to wait for an opportunity to join the ranks of traitors.

Although he didn't know, in this decision, how much was the fear of Zhang Futu, and how much was the fear of the defeat of the Weidao Army-

Maybe it's a combination of both.

But the greater fear, he did not speak. He didn't even dare to say anything to himself, so he could only meditate in his heart.

"What if even my vacillation was already expected by Zhang Futu?"

Zhang Futu seems to be just a righteous path fanatic who is completely ignorant of power and scheming, and completely ignores his own and others' selfish desires - but after all, he is the top spellcaster who has ruled the entire Taiping Dao world for many years.

What kind of future did he see? This thought lingered in Jia Lindeng's heart.

He couldn't help but look in the direction of Zhang Futu's gaze, but he couldn't see anything.

In addition to the small mango orchard that stood still, there was also the Guardian Army that had begun to mobilize.

Today seems to be a cloudless, sunny day.

On the morning of the same day, the sixth day of the Battle of Puzhou

Combine camp

The decisive battle place is in the west of Puzhou City, on the bank of the Ruoshui River.

Eight states that extend along the southwest road of the Ruoshui River, starting from the "Inju" of Qianlong Cape, and ending at the "Shengju" of Qingniufugi. Their names are connected to the eight states of "karma and purification of sentient beings" on the southwest road of Taiping Daoguo, and Puzhou is in the center of this southwest road.

These eight words do not come from the teachings of the Taiping Dao, but from the teachings of Buddhism.

Legend has it that Buddhism, one of the three pillars of Eastern civilization, originated in a small country in ancient times in these eight states, and the "Bodhi tree of the Buddha's enlightenment" - this "enlightenment" is naturally the saying of the Taiping Tao - although it is not everywhere, there are always forty or fifty trees in these eight states.

To this day, there are Buddhist monasteries in the Murayman kingdoms, but only a handful of people still believe in this ancient religion, and their beliefs are closer to the magic of money than to the teachings of the Buddha.

What replaced Buddhism in people's hearts was the Yellow Turban Taiping Righteous Path, commonly known as the "Right Path", which was determined to cleanse the world of all injustices.

The two armies fighting outside Puzhou, whether it was the Hengqu Army from the Haixi Province or the Weidao Army from Qingniu Mansion, almost everyone believed in the right path. Of course, the commanders of both armies were convinced that defeating their opponents was their goal here, and they both believed that their opponents had strayed from the right path.

- Except for a handful of foreign armies from distant and foreign lands who were caught up in it.

This army, which has the least reason to fight, is the backbone of this great war. If it weren't for these foreigners, maybe the battle would have ended by the time Zhang Futu summoned the heavenly thunder.

The fourth day of the tentative battle was a fanatical assault by the Taiping army on the west bank, but it was smashed to pieces in front of the Puzhou reinforcements, who were also a new force. Soon the frenzied assault turned into a feeble assault, then a forced assault under the threat of the Warlords, and finally a tacit truce. That night, the followers of the Guardian Army worked until late at night, and the fire of the righteous path burned all night, burning to death one Taishou and seven captains who could not enter the patrol.

The fifth day was a real bloody battle. After forcing the Puzhou Water Battalion out of the battle, the Weidao Army brought in reinforcements from the left flank on the east bank that had not been engaged in the battle. The largest offensive involved 4,000 men, and the Taoists joined their sleeves as far as the banks of the Ruoshui River. Even the defensive line in front of the mango orchard was breached, and between the main house and the hunting house, the lead bullets of the platoon guns were sprinkled with the blood of both armies.

After the fifth day of fighting, almost all the officers of the Combine, from Naymen Soleton, Zhang Shiyi, and Schlopp Cliff down, were wounded, and more than half of the officers were reduced.

But since then, the Guardian Army has finally been unable to find troops to carry out a decisive attack of this magnitude again.

"Do you see the enemy soldiers, guys?"

Early in the morning of the sixth day of the battle, an unroutine battle meeting was forced to be held urgently, and the young Overseer of the Interland Army stood on the command platform, pointing at the smoke and dust in the distance with his binoculars.

On his right wrist, he could see two scars with new white skin, the marks of the previous two days of hard fighting. Thankfully, as a defender, most of the Combine's wounded officers, as long as they were not killed on the spot, were able to wait for the priest to arrive and seal their bleeding wounds, allowing the limbs broken by lead bullets and swords to be reconnected to their torsos.

"If we don't do anything, in two hours they will have a new artillery position. Not only those three heavy guns, but the remaining hundreds of light and heavy guns will also directly bombard our defenses. ”

Major Naymen Soleton's voice was calm and calm, but there was still a hint of exhaustion in his voice.

"That's why I need volunteers. ”

Although he said that he was a volunteer, his gaze had already swept over several battalion and company commanders, including those of the gendarmerie team, the Zhuhai Division, the Dragon Lance Division, and of course, the Hengqu Army.

"I need volunteers who lost less troops in yesterday's defensive battle. ”

Some of the people who were swept by his gaze straightened their chests, some avoided their gaze, and some looked very nervous. The number of people in the meeting was much smaller than before the Battle of Puzhou, but there were also some new young men who filled the queue with temporary ranks embroidered with strips of colored cloth.

"I know how many people you have lost in the last two days of fighting, and you yourself know it. There's no need to count, guys. ”

After these few days of fighting, Naimon has changed. He is no longer the person who has been deliberately avoiding the command position to avoid suspicion.

After the loss of Major General Gao Huo on the third day, on the fourth day the combined army was cut off by the fanatical enemy army on the left flank, and the Mozhou Taishou and Jiezhou Taishou of the Hengqu Army were lost. Now everyone—at least all the commanders—whether it's the Free Army or the Hengqu Army—knows that a unified chain of command is necessary to prevent the various components of the Combine from being broken up separately without helping each other.

At first, Naimon wanted to put this responsibility on the higher-ranking Colonel Cliff, but Colonel Cliff only glanced at Zhang Shiyi and hurriedly said that he was unable to command the Hengqu Army. During the two days and three nights of defensive operations, he slept only four hours combined.

“...... Then, the following parts that I have pointed out are ready to attack. The 3rd Company of the Left Wing Dragon Lance, the 5th Company of the Dragon Lance, the 1st Company of Zhuhai, the 11th Company of Zhuhai, Bizhou Wei, Fanzhou Wei, and the Northwest Guard......;

Naimon might have been polite before, but after more than a hundred and thirty gendarme duties, he would not waste any more time. A few more words would have been wasted, and the enemy might have fortified the fortifications even more dangerously.

Zhang Shiyi stood beside him, translating Naimen's order into Oriental. Whenever Naimon spoke of the troops in the Hengqu Army, she would translate and set her eyes on the named commander. Everyone knows that the eldest lady of Hengqu Zhang did not volunteer to be a translator - her personal translation itself means an attitude.

Until, she heard the end of Naimon's command.

After rallying the counterattack of more than 3,000 people, the goalkeeper crossed his arms in front of his chest, pressed his right hand near the medal watch on his left chest, closed his eyes, and looked as if he was remembering something.

"My teacher once asked me to read the Oriental War Book that said that it is impossible to win on defense, but only when counterattack can win. If you blindly defend to the core, the force will always be insufficient, and only by counterattacking can the limited force play a greater role. ”

He was the only one who knew that this passage was not taught to him by Clad López at all, but that he asked Anne on the node of the magic network to learn and sell through translation magic.

After hearing this passage, Zhang Shiyi was stunned, squinted her eyes and thought for a while, before she corresponded this passage with the Oriental Soldier Book she had read. She showed an expression of "I think you have completely mistranslated this passage", and continued to translate: "Mrs. Luo quoted 'Sun Tzu' and said: "Those who cannot be defeated will be defended, and those who can be victorious will be attacked." The rules are insufficient, but the offense is more than enough. ”

Naimon opened his eyes, returned to reality, and continued, "Now is the turning point. We have beaten back the arrogance of the enemy, and this counterattack will once again decide the victory. So, this counterattack force will be led by me personally. If you have any personal grudges against me, you can settle them after the war, but for now, I need all the strength of you. Attack all units and prepare for battle within fifteen minutes!"

"Personally?!"

Zhang Shiyi stopped translating and stared at Naimon in amazement. Naimon Soleton nodded slightly.

The eldest lady of the Hengqu Zhang family did not hesitate this time and completed the rest of the translation.

"If the enemy's attack plan can be thwarted, the morale of the Guardian Army will collapse. Therefore, this counterattack will be led by me and His Excellency Sonemon. ”

This time it was Naimen's turn to keep his eyes open. Zhang Shiyi grabbed his wrist and leaned up.

"When we attacked, the defense of the camp was left to everyone. Go and prepare, and in a quarter of an hour, disband!"

Miss Zhang quickly finished translating Naimon's order and added herself to it without authorization.

Before Naimon protested, she had already given an explanation: "If you die in the counterattack, then I can no longer command the Free Army, and we will all die." If you and I don't go, and the counterattack fails, we will only delay the time to perish. So why don't we two go together?"

Naimon opened his mouth and suddenly laughed, "That sounds like what I said three nights ago. ”

"Take it easy. Today is a sunny day, even if Zhang Futu recovers, he may not be able to take the lives of the two of us. ”

With that, she let go of Naimon's arm and began to put on her hand armor.

"By the way, your horse looks like it was killed yesterday. Do you want me to lend you a new one?"

Naimon tapped his fingers on the sapphire node hidden in his clothes, trying to find an oriental idiom to answer.

"I wanted an idiom that would say, 'Please give me the best horse.'" ”

Anne's memory bank came up with the answer in an instant: "The answer has been searched." Please follow me along: Willing to attach to the tail. ”

For some reason, after hearing this idiom, Zhang Shiyi suddenly burst out laughing, almost laughing out of tears.

After laughing, she raised her chin, patted her chest and said, "Since you are all willing to be attached to Jiwei, then today's counterattack can rest assured that I will command it, right?"

In the center of the battlefield, near the main force of Senhuwei

The brass trumpet sounded as the representatives of the Free Army marched into the army.

A distant roar came from the sky, a signal that the Guardian Air Force had begun to attack. Compared to the previous two days, there was a lot less roaring in the air.

"Sure enough, I'm coming here. ”

Gawen Alvarez looked up from her horse and glanced at the brand-new seventeen elven wrist rulers (six feet tall in the Eastern system) held high by the standard-bearer.

This flag was sent by Deputy Marshal Ma Qianlu yesterday, and it was written from top to bottom with six huge square characters: "Sen Huwei" and "Du Wei Lei", with a slight gap between the name of the battalion and the name of the general. After questioning the local officers, Jiawen learned that in the Weidao Army, the lieutenant and the lieutenant were both called generals, and the lieutenant was higher than the lieutenant, which was theoretically equivalent to the commander and auxiliary commander of the Shengsen Army, or the chief soldier and deputy general of the Eastern Empire.

However, the local officer did not dare to explain to her the meaning of the word "Sen Huwei".

Along with this banner came a batch of additional supplies and salaries.

There are really a lot of military salaries and rewards, and dozens of carts were pulled by two-horse carriages - converted into the military salary of the Shengsen Legion, even if it is the military salary of the official legion, it is worth five months' income of the entire legion. When the Qingniu Mansion became serious, the accumulation of the thousand-year-old Dao Kingdom was not a joke.

"I have known for a long time that this unexpected military salary is not easy to get. The elven female tribune shook her whip in the air and gave an order, "The rear team stops advancing, and erects artillery forts on the spot! The Chinese army accelerates to join the front team, and it is estimated that there are no reinforcements around! As long as this wave is held...... No, even if you give up the artillery forts that have been erected, you just need to keep the troops slowly retreating!"

Her judgment was far more conservative than the previous few days, and the staff officers and adjutants around her who were conservative expressed disagreement.

Even with the attack three days ago, the enemy failed to reach our battalion. Do you really believe that the other side still has such elite soldiers?"

"Besides, for this advance, didn't Deputy Marshal Ma mobilize eight battalions on the frontal front, and sixteen battalions on the flanks? No matter how strong the enemy on the opposite side is, can he still break through these 350,000 people and kill us in front of us?"

The pure-blooded female elf shook her head and explained, "If they need to break through, it's definitely impossible. But...... They don't necessarily need to break through. ”

"No need to break through?" asked a would-be elven officer in surprise, "Could it be that they have any new kind of magic that can drive our camp directly?"

"Perhaps, they don't need any new kind of magic. Hopefully my hunch was wrong. ”

Jiawen replied, looked left and right, found the team of craftsmen accompanying the army, and immediately ordered them to erect a towering command platform at the place where the fortification was to be built. The defensive magic of this command platform is strengthened by the Female Tribune herself, and ordinary cannonballs will not penetrate it, but will only be deflected to the side.

It took two quarters of an hour to build the podium. When the command platform was built, she saw the moment when the first layer of defense on the frontal front was cut into.

Although the forces used by the Free Army for counterattack were not large, they were divided into two armies, the left and right, each with more than 1,000 men.

What's even more terrifying is that this counterattacking army has two unusually sharp spearheads.

A young Free Army officer in a dark red one-sleeved military uniform.

The heiress of the Hengqu Zhang family dressed in goose yellow.

The two rode a pair of almost identical twin silver-maned horses, and each led a wing of soldiers and horses into the vanguard camp of the Guardian Army. Behind him were thirty or forty cavalry officers, and behind them were the infantry trotting forward.

The clothes of the two of them were not the brightest colors originally, but on this cloudless sunny day, the figures of the two of them were extremely eye-catching in the spearhead position of the left and right armies.

Garvin Alvarez frowned. In the eyes of the female tribunes, the route they chose to march was as if they would not use troops at all, and even the barbarians of the New World would not be so reckless......

"If you want to win, will the enemy commander lead the troops, how can there be a fool who breaks through from the front? If you cut in like this, you can attack a battalion with all your strength, but then you will be besieged from three sides!"

The officer sent by the Guardian Army couldn't help but laugh first.

"May I ask General Ding, which battalion was that, who was originally under his command, and what were his achievements?"

"General Lei, that battalion is the spearhead of this attack, and it is one of Deputy Marshal Ma's personal guard battalions, and the soldiers are strong, and they will not be easily defeated by the Hengqu rebel army......"

"So, may I ask who originally commanded the three surrounding battalions, and what are their achievements?"

Hearing Jiawen's further questioning, General Ding was stunned, and then opened his mouth wide.

"Do you mean...... This ......"

He was also aware of the problem.

Ma Rush's guard battalion was indeed brave and good at fighting. Faced with the attack of more than seventy officers of the Free Army and the Hengqu Army, who were experienced and skilled in all kinds of magic, they actually held up for two quarters of an hour before they were defeated. Of these, less than a quarter turned their heads and retreated, without impacting the arrays of several other battalions as they retreated.

However, none of the three surrounding battalions and the four battalions of the second and third lines of defense took the initiative to reinforce or flank the incoming enemy troops.

The remaining seven battalions of the Weidao Army at the forefront were all just trembling and watching as the main battalion of Ma Rush was defeated by Naimen and Zhang Shiyi, and two of them had loosened their positions and retreated. The phalanxes were open to each other with huge gaps, and could no longer seal the entire plain along the west bank of the river.

In addition to this battalion as the core, the rest of the battalion either cowered and did not have a good record, or deliberately slackened to preserve their strength.

Before these battalion phalanxes, Namen Soleton and Zhang Shiyi led the left and right armies and reunited together.

"I've taken the right flank of the enemy for you, Miss Zhang. This is a hard bone, which battalion will you fight next?" Naimon pulled out the two demon-breaking crossbow arrows inserted under his left rib and took a breath, "Do you want to kill the elven artillery directly?"

Zhang Shiyi shook the reins of his horse and let his silver-maned half-saint blood horse walk with his twin brother.

"No, we don't have to fight like this anymore. Didn't I say before that today's battle would be left to me? ”

Zhang Shiyi reined in his horse, stepped on the stirrups with a pair of boots, got up from the horse, pointed his right hand directly at Jiawen Alvarez's banner of the sixth lieutenant, and said loudly:

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth. ”

"Make a life for all nations. ”

"For the sake of the saints, continue to learn. ”

"Peace for all generations. ”

The whole battlefield seemed to be quiet. The officers of Naimon and the Free Army looked at Miss Zhang with a little puzzlement as she chanted strange oriental poetry, and the Weidao army on the opposite side had no intention of marching.

These are the four sentences of Hengqu. It is the core of the concept of the Taiping Road Hengqu Sect. The voice in the first node of the magic net explained those mysterious oriental characters for Naimon without any emotion.

"That's what we're all about. We don't believe that one day there will be a perfect world of peace, and we don't believe that there has been a flawless rule of peace in the past. What we believe in is now. ”

The officers and Taoist jurists of the Hengqu Army all held their breath and listened to Zhang Shiyi's declaration of the Hengqu Sect's return to the Central Committee of the Yellow Turban Taiping Dao Kingdom.

"There are factions that think the past is the most perfect, so they go for the retro. There are factions that believe that the future is the most perfect, so they seek immortality. We don't pursue retro or immortality, we pursue the present!"

Zhang Shiyi's voice echoed on both sides of the Ruoshui River through the Dao technique of increasing the volume. Since it was a sunny day, the sound sounded slightly hollow, but it was louder.

"Because now is the day when every present is the day when there is no time for the bitter battles and bloodshed of the past days, without the all-out battles of our allies and our allies, how can there be a peaceful and prosperous era out of thin air!"

Five days of defensive operations was enough for everyone in the West Bank Guardian Army to fight the Combine at least once, and this time was enough for Zhang Shiyi and the people of the Hengqu Zhang clan to contact the captain or lieutenant of each battalion. While Naimon and his Free Army were serving as the mainstay on the front line, the Hengqu Army took advantage of their familiarity with the Taiping Dao Kingdom and silently prepared.

"Even if the entire Dao Kingdom is in front of me—"

People are greedy, fearful, and especially powerful.

Zhang Shiyi knew the combat effectiveness of each battalion in front of him, knew the fear and greed in their hearts, knew that they intended to retain their strength, and knew the intrigue between them.

"I'll separate it from that too!"

She pulled out an arrow from her bosom.

"Tell the order! Everyone, for the sake of Hengqu a case...... No. ”

This caused the arrow to stay in the air for a moment. At this moment, she decided to change the wording.

"Pass the order, for the sake of eternal peace—"

The arrow slammed into the ground without hesitation.

The Dao talisman on the arrow lit up, flashing a touch of golden red.

"—Raise the red flag!"

Then, the arrow turned into a giant firework that pointed straight into the sky!

"For the peace of eternity, gentlemen, raise the red flag!"

"Raise the red flag!"

A red flag representing the Hengqu Sect was magically raised in Zhang Shiyi's hands.

Of the remaining seven battalions, three were from the provinces of Fuxi and Yuanfeng. In these three battalions, right next to the yellow flag representing Taiping Road, the red flag representing the Interland Army and the republics rose under the scorching midday sun.

Then there were sixteen battalions of the flankers, seven of which also laid down their arms, or followed with the raising of the red flag.

Namen watched it all in amazement. When he was fully commanding the defensive battle, Zhang Shiyi didn't seem to do much, but quietly prepared for the current battlefield situation-

It was he who forced Ma Jilu to push these teams with low combat effectiveness or not very credible to the front line, and Zhang Shiyi took advantage of the moment when these troops were on the front line to carry out a perfect rebellion.

The time has come for a reversal, and the tide that receded has come back again.

The magic net can not only bring a tactical advantage, but also a strategic advantage.

When a large number of mid-level, low-level, and even high-level Dao practitioners in the Dao country's army feel that the situation has been reversed, the situation on the entire battlefield will really be reversed.

An organization is made up of the ideas of millions of people.

No force is more powerful than the human mind itself.

Once the idea of "going to lose" spreads, it can turn into vacillation, and then into a real rout.

"Did we bring a red flag?"

"Change the color with the Dao technique!

Countless red flags swept through the right flank of the Taiping army like a tidal wave.

The red tide rises and sweeps through until it reaches the banks of the Ruoshui River, where a red shadow appears over the entire Ruoshui River.

This crimson was reflected in the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the left wing of Hedong, and their faces all turned extremely pale!

"Let the tide part!"

Zhang Shiyi sat back on the horse and threw the red flag in his hand to the flagbearer on the side.

"For eternity, let's open peace. ”

She concluded.

These words converged into one sentence behind and in front of her, no weaker than the roar of Zhang Futu when he first arrived on the east coast a few days ago.

That sentence is "for all eternity, open peace"!

Regardless of whether the Weidao military camp in front of them was waving a red flag or a yellow flag, they now opened an undefended road to the troops of Naimon and Zhang Shiyide.

This road leads straight to the location of Jiawen Alvarez's Senhu Guard.

P.S. has been busy lately...... But I'll still be back for the holidays on Holy War Day!

P.S.2 Butterfly in the Storm: Twilight Scroll Taobao and comic conventions around the world are on sale, everyone hurry up to buy them! In addition, the illustrations of the artist N sauce have been slacking off recently......

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