At the foot of Hat Peak, more than a dozen commanders of the Shenyan army gathered together. "Words * Love * First * Fa [Full Text Reading Baoliny] New Dagger Qi Chinese Novel

They looked out at the strange hill in front of them, which had been cut in half.

"General Kusha, you said there are only five thousand people on this mountain"

The one who asked the question was Ming Ling, the general who came here early in the morning.

At the age of thirty, he is already a division commander of the Imperial Southeast Army, and unlike Kusha, who is already over sixty years old and has no hope of promotion, he still has a great future.

The Ming family behind him Ming Ling is considered a super family in the Shenyan Empire. Although he was not as official as Kusha as he is now, sooner or later he would be transferred back to the center of the empire and come to the frontier just to accumulate enough capital.

Because of this, he spoke to Kusha without showing the respect of his subordinates to his superiors.

Even, with a hint of contempt.

Because he is Mingling, he is also a strong man in the early stage of breaking the realm, and he is not inferior to Kusha.

What's more, this time he came to the rescue of Kusha. To put it bluntly, Kusha, who has been crippled, still has to beg him.

"Yes," Kusha replied, knowing this qiē.

"In the face of only five thousand people, your army of fifty thousand plus eight thousand adventurers has been beaten to the way it is now," a flirtatious smile overflowed from the corner of Ming Ling's mouth.

Slightly taller than Kusha, he lowered his eyelids slightly and looked down at the gray-faced general in front of him.

Tsk, it's really a wolf, the empire really needs to change fresh blood, and these older generations should have retired a long time ago.

Looking at the foot-tall fiery red helmet on top of his helmet, Kusha shook his head.

"They were more than 10,000 at first, but after the first night of our fierce fighting, they became 6,000. He corrected.

Without waiting for him to continue to argue, Ming Ling sneered: "That is to say, from the first day to now, you have only killed and injured more than 1,000 people on the other side, but you have paid the price of 20,000 people."

"Oh, no, there are eight thousand adventurers," he added, with an exaggerated expression.

"The other party should have five Realm Breaking Cultivators, far surpassing us in terms of high-end combat power" Kusha was not angry, after Ming Ling came here, he knew that sooner or later he would be treated like this.

Although several of his subordinates behind him had a look of disgrief in their eyes.

"But your number is five or six times that of the other party, General Kusha, war is not an individual hero, but a group battle, this shouldn't need me to teach you, a few more masters can reverse such a large gap in numbers" Ming Ling raised his eyebrows.

When Lao Tzu was fighting, you were still in your mother's womb, and I needed you to teach me

Kusha wanted to say this directly, but considering that these people were reinforcements, once they got into trouble, it would be very detrimental to the next battle. And his men were now drinking the fresh broth they had brought, and he forced his breath to swallow it.

"The other party is very cunning," his face calmed down.

It's useless to say more now, Ming Ling will soon be able to experience the power of that group of people firsthand.

However, Ming Ling in front of him obviously wouldn't think so.

A group of lost dogs who fled all the way here, even if they were the Kitaya clan, were still not enough to be taken into account by him.

If it weren't for the fact that his immediate boss, General Ju Xuan, had ordered him in advance, he would not act rashly before the arrival of the army, but he was afraid that he would have led people to kill him by now.

"Yes, I'd love to see what General Kusha thinks cunning looks like," he turned his head away from Kusha to look at the quiet forest on the mountainside.

"What's that?" he asked, suddenly raising his horsewhip and pointing upwards as he frowned.

Kusha looked over, only to see a sudden movement on the mountain.

In the dense forest, some colorful flags appeared. Although they were obscured by green leaves, their eyesight was amazing, and they could see hundreds of faces.

Those flags

Well, if that's a flag, it seems a little too shabby. Those flags were bright red, pink, emerald green, light blue, square, elongated, triangular, patchy, and root-by-root

Kusha was even suspicious of the flags that weren't flags in the first place, but pieces of cloth ripped from some clothing or sheets, as he even saw the stripes and checkered on some of them.

"Ha, is this the great enemy that gives General Kusha a headache, this momentum is indeed very unexpected" Ming Ling laughed dumbly, and several of his subordinates also laughed loudly.

For an army, the flag is something worthy of the soul. If the flag does not fall, it means that the team is still there, and the soldier will always have confidence, and as soon as the flag falls, the soldier will lose his backbone.

This is also why the competition between Xie Shaoying and Bai Jinghuan was a battle to capture the flag, and the capture of the flag was the most exciting scene on the battlefield.

Therefore, the flag is still very important.

Well, naturally, the flag needs to be a little better. Don't ask for how flashy, at least the style should not be too messy and ugly

And what is this in front of you

Is this a circus, no, the circus doesn't use such shabby and dilapidated flags

Judging by the flag, this gang of bandits is not even a rabble.

Kusha was defeated by this group of people, which made Ming Ling feel that he still had a high opinion of his command ability.

But Kusha beside him frowned.

The scene in front of him seemed to him to be too abnormal.

He had been fighting with these bandits for so many days, and he had never seen when they raised their banners.

There were not many bandits, but they knew each other very well, and their battles had always been on this hill, and it seemed that they had not yet developed to the point of creating banners, slogans, programs, and other forbidden items.

What is the meaning of their current actions?

Kusha didn't believe that they had really made the banner and had become a rebel force with a real soul and ideas.

In his opinion, this is likely to be a ploy of arrogance

There are so many new people at the bottom of the mountain, of course the mountain will know. Are they going to use these tattered flags to deliberately make Ming Ling despise them, and then plunge headlong into the trap of their bow and arrow tactics

Seeing the disdainful look on Ming Ling beside him, he felt that this was really very likely to become a reality.

The enemy on the mountain slowly came to the outside of the dense forest with the banner, and in the distance from them, five thousand bandits poured out

Then they began to slowly push downward.

At the same time, Kusha and Ming Ling also began to dispatch troops, and no matter what, they couldn't let the enemy rush down like this.

Since the five thousand bandits were in front of them, they didn't have to worry about anything.

The soldiers surrounding the foot of the surrounding mountains were constantly transferred to this side, and in addition to the main battlefield, a total of 5,000 people were left in various places on the periphery.

"General Kusha, are we just standing still" Ming Ling pulled out his long sword and asked lightly.

"Don't act rashly, the enemy rushes down and engaged, the best result is that they won't be able to take advantage of the terrain," Kusha hurriedly admonished.

"Really" Ming Ling smiled and didn't say anything more.

When they had come within a mile in front of them, the bandits stopped.

At this time, the cultivators on both sides were already able to see each other's faces clearly.

This was the first time that the two armies had stood in a quiet confrontation since Kusha and the other side had been fighting for many days. It was only then that he had the first chance to take a closer look at the faces of the enemies on the other side.

The first thing he was looking for was those three people that night, and those three people had already made a deep impression on him.

He didn't know who had commanded the battle for days, but the three men had undoubtedly played a major role in it. Not to mention, the reason why the adventurers were killed in the pit was because of their performances.

It's not that Kusha doesn't know anything about the Chatans.

If the Chatani had been so cunning in the past, they would not have been driven to Nan'an Mountain, and when they fled here, they would not have been reduced to 10,000 men.

The variables in this should come from those three people

It's just that after seeing those three people, he was a little disappointed. He couldn't see the real faces of the other party, their faces were all covered in messy juice, green, blue, red.

It seems that these three people don't want to reveal their identities, who are they?

Then, a picture of his consternation appeared.

The other party began to point fingers at them and scold them.

"Buns, it's not cool to be killed by grandpa these days"

"I heard that you have another group of people, why don't you come up and bow down to Grandpa"

"That little white face, are you new here, grandpa has good skills, it will definitely make you comfortable" Someone pointed at Ming Ling and laughed.

Sure enough, it was a ploy for the enemy, and Kusha's heart was like a mirror.

First, he let himself and others despise their combat power, and now he is provoking with words, with only one purpose, that is, to lure the enemy

In fact, Ming Ling also saw that this was deliberately luring himself and others to attack.

However, his complexion still turned iron-blue.

It's one thing to see through the enemy's intentions, it's another thing to think in your heart. Being insulted in public by so many people, and he could only listen, Ming Ling naturally couldn't be regarded as a breeze.

His breathing became heavy, and he vowed to leave no chickens and dogs behind after conquering the mountain.

At the same time, these people were captured alive and cut by a thousand cuts

But he apparently underestimated the vulgarity of these bandits.

In front of nearly 20,000 people, dozens of shirtless strong men in the front row unbuckled their belts while scolding

They continued to curse while excreting the waste water in their bodies.

"Grandchildren, this is grandpa's reward for you, why don't you come up and drink it while it's hot"

"That little white face, this is grandpa's weapon, are you still satisfied?"

"Haha, you see their eyes are straight, it seems"

"General Kusha, shouldn't we do something" Ming Ling gritted his teeth, the other party not only insulted him, but even the Ming family behind him

"General Ming Ling, this kind of thing is not uncommon on the battlefield, it is good if they don't save zài. Kusha didn't want to see Ming Ling's head rush up like this.

He has fought all his life, and there are countless scenes that he has never seen more than this, and the scene in front of him can no longer disturb his mind.

But Ming Ling is different, for him, dignity and face are still very important.

If it was tens of thousands of Bilan Empire troops who were provoking him at this time, then he would be very natural and should have done nothing.

But now, what provoked him in front of him was just a rabble of five thousand ragtag army rubbish

Why are they

"I know they're tempting the enemy, but these five thousand people in front of us are obviously not our opponents, and we can win a battle if we rush forward," he clenched his fists.

Kusha hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't be impulsive, the other party's purpose is to lead us to the front of the mountains and forests to engage in battle." When the time comes, we'll step into the trap of their bow and arrow tactics."