The big sun was quietly tilting, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the excited and high-spirited figure of Master Zhao through the thin screen window.

“...... This is the battle of Changling, and it is also the battle of Dingding for my great Qianding. Master Zhao finally sighed: "The saint is really a military wizard that is rare in a hundred years." ”

Master Zhao Gou glanced at Da Ri with a slight slant and shook his head indifferently. The loud voice sounded again: "Okay, it's almost finished, gather in the martial arts room." ”

......

It's still the familiar sand table, a few bright red flags.

Master Zhao turned his head, looked at the group of energetic young people in front of him, and sighed silently in his heart.

More than ten years ago, when the Great Cadre was first decided, His Majesty had no intention or ability to take care of the remnants of the north for the time being, and the remnants of the people who had just been beaten at that time were also unable to fight again, and the whole world suddenly became peaceful, and generals like Zhao Gou naturally had nothing to do for a while, so they were either stationed at the border or returned to Kyoto to retire.

If this situation can be maintained for a long time, it will be okay, and Zhao Gou himself may also plan to return to Kyoto to retire and enjoy his fame before and after his death.

However, Zhao Gou knew that the majestic and strategic His Majesty would never allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch, let alone let that remnant Yue recuperate, it would be impossible to say that he would go back to the days of hundreds of years ago, and he would attack the Central Plains at every turn.

This is the natural opposition between the farming people and the nomads!

It is not impossible to even wait for the Central Plains Dynasty to weaken again, let it fight back, and re-enter the Central Plains.

Therefore, no matter from which point of view, it is necessary to completely subvert the remnants and destroy their caste!

But at that time, there was no war at the border pass, the world was peaceful, and Master Zhao Gou had no orders from His Majesty, so he could only sit at the border pass and do the same thing as any general - training day after day.

And at this time, the vice president of the university hall found him, saying that their university hall has a "martial arts strange thing", as long as he is willing to come to the university hall to teach, this strange thing will be used by him, out of trust in the vice president, he quickly agreed, and this martial arts strange thing did not disappoint him, almost immersive, and through the post-war review again and again, deduced a plate of "dead" solutions, which is of great benefit to his art of war!

During this period, the freshmen who "polished" each session of "proudly" came in, and after they were completely convinced, they subtly taught them their understanding of the art of war, and then "polished" them, which was also at ease.

In this way, while deducing his own art of war, he taught one class after another of university students, and this time it was more than ten years... Now that he finally received the order from His Majesty that he had been waiting for for a long time, he was not very happy in his heart, and he should have been pulled to the border as soon as possible, but his life was rarely postponed.

He's going to teach his group of students this last lesson before leaving!

Just when the silence made everyone a little confused, Zhao Gouzi's loud voice finally sounded slowly: "The last section of this class, 300,000 against 300,000, the two sides of the army are the same, the military appearance is the same, the two armies are strong against each other, I command one side, among you, Nie Yun is the main commander, commanding the other side, I also only use the strength of the eight veins, is there any problem?" ”

"Nope!" Everyone was slightly stunned, and then there was a trace of heat in their eyes, and they immediately responded loudly.

Nie Yun has proven himself countless times in the martial arts arena, and he is the only one who is better than Zhao Gou's master, and everyone is undisputed.

And what they were excited about was that this was the second time that Master Zhao Gou had challenged them all!

And unlike the first time he contemptuously challenged them with a huge disadvantage, this time, Master Zhao Gou obviously regarded him as a real opponent, an opponent who was enough to face off against the two armies!

Although there were more than forty people on their side.... However, this is enough to be proud of them who have only been systematically learning martial arts for half a year!

"Good!" Master Zhao nodded heavily, and then with a slight wave of his big hand, the crimson flag emitted a bright red light, and the entire sand table showed a strange sense of distortion, and the red light gradually became dazzling...

After a familiar feeling of dizziness, when Nie Yun opened his eyes again, he was already in a big tent, and the white robe on his body had turned into a military uniform at some point, and a long sword that was no different from Haoyue was pinned to his waist.

Without the slightest surprise, Nie Yun slowly raised his head, and there was a long command table in front of him, in the center of the long command table was a huge sand table, and on each side sat students who had just recovered from their dizziness.

After clarifying the current situation a little, Nie Yun cleared his throat and slowly spoke: "Since you recognize me as the commander-in-chief, I won't say much about it, I hope you can cooperate sincerely and give Master Zhao a perfect 'parting gift'." ”

"That's nature."

"I've been studying for more than half a year, so I can't be abused by Master Zhao like I did half a year ago."

"Just try not to lose."

For a master, a perfect parting gift would be to see his students come out of the blue. Nie Yun sighed silently in his heart, but did not complain, but patted the table lightly: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, time is pressing, we need to understand the situation quickly." ”

Nie Yun waved back as he spoke, and a black-armored soldier who had been standing there for some time suddenly walked over quickly, gave a standard military salute, and said, "Report to the commander!" More than 300,000 troops were no more than 40 miles away from this place, and they had already been stationed in place to rest. ”

"Our more than 300,000 troops obey your command and are temporarily stationed in place, waiting for your next order!"

It sounds no different from what Zhao Fuzi described, today's battle is not a surprise battle of defeating the strong with the weak, but a strong confrontation between more than 300,000 troops on both sides, which tests the overall situation of a commander and the ability to command and mobilize!

However, because there are more than forty "real" players on Nie Yun's side, they have extremely flexible adaptability, coupled with more than half a year of training, Nie Yun only needs to give them a rough task, and they can complete it very well, while Zhao Gouzi can't do this, the entire battlefield is changing rapidly, and the instructions in the first few minutes may be retreating in the next few minutes, so these test Zhao Gouzi's overall planning ability and extreme sensitivity to the battle situation!

Nie Yun nodded thoughtfully, pointed to the sand table in the center of the long table, and then spoke: "List the terrain within a radius of fifty miles, as well as the approximate location of our army and the enemy's army. ”

"Yes!"

After giving a standard military salute, the black-armored soldier turned around and trotted out of the tent, but in a few moments he brought back several sappers in cloth armor, several of whom had professional tools in their hands, and quietly played around the center of the long table.

"How long will it take at the earliest?" Nie Yun frowned slightly and asked.

The sapper's figure trembled subconsciously, and he swallowed slightly: "Ten... Ten minutes, ten minutes will be done! ”

That's fine. Nie Yun nodded slightly, and turned his head to the people at the long table: "Let's go out first to see the terrain and the general deployment of our army, and then make a unified dispatch when the sand table model is made." ”

"Okay."

Sure enough, Master Zhao didn't plan to do it at all this time, and planned to face off against his group of students in a dignified manner.

Nie Yun looked at the empty wasteland in front of him that seemed to be connected to the sky, and sighed silently in his heart, but a trace of flame quietly ignited in his eyes. Although he won Master Zhao Gou last time, his innate advantage was too great that time, and in the end, his senior sister even helped him avoid the "decapitation" blow of Master Zhao Gou, and he always felt that winning was not very enjoyable.

"I hope I have a chance to make up for my regrets today." Nie Yun muttered softly, turned his head and quickly inspected the distribution of his army.

In the sound of respectful "big marshal", Nie Yun also roughly figured out the distribution of his own military branches.

It is still dominated by infantry, accounting for about 200,000 people, including shield bearers, spearmen, pikemen, sword and axe men, etc., and then about 50,000 or 60,000 crossbowmen, 20,000 or 30,000 light cavalry, and more than 10,000 artillerymen.

Such a complicated combination of military services... Luckily, dozens of classmates helped me. Nie Yun sighed slightly, and couldn't help but look to the north, but saw that the dim yellow wasteland was gradually connected to the blue sky, and it was impossible to see it farther away, but Nie Yun seemed to faintly see a stout man in a military uniform, in a handsome position, although he had a loud voice, he looked calm.

Listening to what Master Zhao just said, in the Battle of Changling, the number of participants on both sides was even more than 800,000! Although the powerful generals under His Majesty the Founding Majesty are like clouds, being able to coordinate the coordination and dispatch of these 800,000 troops at the same time still makes Nie Yun feel a little shocked!

It's hard to experience the shock without experiencing it yourself!

These 300,000 troops alone already made Nie Yun feel big, let alone the 800,000 troops.

You know, 300,000 and 800,000 are definitely more than twice the numbers, how many infantry, how many cavalry, how many crossbowmen, grooms, men, doctors, how many people are the vanguards, how many people are heavy soldiers... In the face of different terrain and different enemies, although they all have different scheduling, they can barely be calculated.

And the army of 800,000 ... There are so many variables that it is no longer possible to calculate, which requires the coach to have complete control over the entire battlefield, meticulous observation, highly flexible adaptability, and the courage to complete the battle, and.... A group of excellent generals, such as Master Zhao and Blood Futu!

If it weren't for this, shaking the 800,000 army, I am afraid that before he could go to the battlefield, he would be the first to mutiny within himself.

"Report to the commander, the sand table has been arranged!" The black-armored soldier didn't know when he stood behind Nie Yun, even if he turned his back to Nie Yun, he still gave a standard military salute.

"Okay, then let's go back first and study if there is any available terrain nearby." Nie Yun turned his head and nodded to the people behind him.