The so-called Jingwei is distinct, Jingshui and Weishui are the two most important rivers in the Guanzhong Plain, because of the source reason, the Weishui is clear and the Jingshui is turbid, in the Jingshui in the north of the city, there is an area of about two miles in the sandbar, on the north and south sides of the sandbar, the Qin people build a pontoon bridge, and there is even a fence camp at the sandbank, which is a natural military camp.

On the city wall of Yucheng, Yang Ming and Wang Qian, who had already made a decision, one stayed in the city, inspected the surrounding city walls, and arranged the city defense according to the actual situation, while the other took his guards out of the west gate and went around to the sandbar in Jingshui.

One of the Praetorian guards entered the sandbar one after another, and the other remained in front of the pontoon bridge to line up, after all, if all the Praetorian guards entered the sandbar, but the enemy blocked the exit of the pontoon bridge with heavy armor foot soldiers, it would be a lot of fun.

In another time and space, there is a so-called genius who wants to camp on the mountain, with the help of the terrain, he can attack by defense, and he can launch an attack on the enemy at any time from a high position.

But he counted everything, but he forgot his enemies, and he forgot that his enemies might not do what he expected.

The reality was that the enemy camped at the foot of the mountain, blocked the passage down the mountain, and did not attack, but cut off the water source on the mountain, thus turning a genius idea into a ridiculous tragedy.

If Yang Ming brought all the guards into the sandbank, it was very likely that a similar story would play out in this time and space.

"It's a nice battleground." Yang Ming stood in front of the pontoon bridge and looked at the barracks of the Zhao and Wei coalition forces that had gradually taken shape in the distance.

"You can attack and retreat, it is indeed an ideal place." Wang Ben, the son of Wang Qian, said on the side.

Yang Ming could have rejected Wang Qian's proposal, Wang Ben, who is a hostage in a sense, Yang Ming doesn't care, his safety is only in his own hands, how can he rest assured because of a so-called 'hostage'.

It's just that after thinking about it for a while, Yang Ming still chose to accept it, after all, letting the future Marquis of Wucheng Wang Jian be the deputy general under his command, and letting the future Marquis of Tongwu Wang Ben be by his side as a personal soldier is really a refreshing thing to think about.

Now, at least nominally, under Yang Ming's command, there are four future Qin generals, Wang Qian, Wang Ben, Meng Tian, and Li Xin, these four people can be said to be the most dazzling generals in the Qin army in the next thirty years, but they are now under Yang Ming's command.

This feeling is indeed quite comfortable, at least Yang Ming enjoys this feeling.

"But in the end, it still depends on the person, according to my estimate, tomorrow we will fight against Zhu Hai and his Wei Wushu, this is not an easy bone to gnaw, even if the Praetorian Cavalry is in front of them, if you are not careful, you will break your teeth." Yang Ming said.

"Zhu Hai?" Wang Ben heard this name, his face appeared solemn, he himself is a person of great talent, under the teaching of his father Wang Qian, although in the art of war compared with Wang Jian is still far behind, but a body of martial arts can be called blue and better than the blue, at the age of twenty-seven years old, he has already practiced a body of martial arts to a first-class realm, reaching a level comparable to Wang Qian.

But even so, Wang Jian also told him that among the generals in the world who have cultivated the martial arts of the military family to the first-class realm, Zhu Hai, the master of the Wei State Armor Sect, is an extremely special one, and his martial arts have reached the limit level, and among the generals in the first-class realm, he is an invincible existence, and at most he is only a draw with it.

Such a master, if he can play his role to the extreme in the war, it is enough to affect the success or failure of a war, and when the Praetorian Cavalry rushed into the battle, if there was no Yang Ming as the front, the only result of the Praetorian Cavalry rushing into the enemy's army was to be surrounded, and then annihilated.

"I've long wanted to meet this armor gate master for a while, to see if his martial arts are indestructible, or my body protection is stronger, and, speaking of which, I still have a little bit of a holiday with the armor gate." Yang Ming recalled.

At the beginning, among the people and horses sent by Zhao Chonghou, the mother of the pit girl, to slaughter the manor, there were people from the armor gate.

Moreover, although Zhu Hai can be undefeated in the first-class realm, he is also invincible in the first-class realm, and tomorrow, we will have to see which one has greater gold content between this undefeated and invincible.

In the night, Jingshui went all the way east from the northwest direction, disappeared into the Guanzhong Plain, with a cool breeze blowing, and a moonlight projected on the water surface, rippling and rippling.

In the distance, there is a joint operation of lights, silent, everything is being prepared, preparing for tomorrow's big battle.

As the sun opened the night, from Yucheng to Shazhou, and then to the barracks of the Zhao and Wei coalition forces, the cooking smoke was lit one after another, and after breakfast, a short rest, it was the real battle.

The city is low and shallow, and the city may be able to stop Zhao Guo from riding? Three thousand Praetorian guards could break through the defenses of five thousand Wei warriors?

Everything is unknown, and war is full of its own flavor because of the unknown.

With the sound of the snare drums, a group of Zhao soldiers walked out of the camp with neat hooves while riding horses, and at the same time, in another military camp, there were also thousands of Wei Wushu wearing armor and holding Ge, carrying shields, swords and bows, this is Wei Wushu, the artifact of Wei's Zhenguo, the strongest hoplite in the world.

"Pang Xuan, this is going to attack the city with cavalry." Wang Jian looked at the enemy troops coming from afar and said unhurriedly.

"How can cavalry storm a city? Although the city walls are not high, it is not something that a war horse can jump up. The county magistrate of Yucheng, who was not good at fighting, was curious on the side.

"Cavalry is also able to attack the city, when I was young, I traveled to the land of Longxi, where I saw the people of Rong Di attacking, galloping back and forth under the city with fast horses and soft bows, giving a large number of casualties to the soldiers defending the city, and then taking the opportunity to attack the city, or even piling up soil into a mountain, for the purpose of attacking the city." Wang Jian said.

"It's a pity that there is a shortage of bows and arrows in the city, otherwise it will ......" Wang Jian said with a look of regret: "Order, bring the wooden card prepared last night, the cavalry soft bow and bow strength is limited, and the wooden card is enough." ”

In the midst of a methodical busyness, the soldiers and men climbed the city wall one by one with wooden escapes in their hands, and some of the archers were waiting in the back positions.

As the drums approached, the people on the walls of the city could already see the shadows of the enemy troops pulled to the ground by the sun.

As the drums stopped, a flurry of trumpets sounded, and the thousand horsemen rushed in a row towards the city, followed by the second and third rows...... In this cycle, in order to siege the city, in addition to the remaining reserve army, Pang Xuan incorporated more than 10,000 soldiers and horses into the siege team.

With the first arrow driven into the wooden plaque erected on the wall, and the first arrow from the wall hitting a sideman, the battle officially began.

In another battlefield, the Wei warriors marching in formation were like an iron wall, slowly moving on the plain, in front of them, there were thousands of Praetorian Cavalry, in such a place, no one had more advantage than the other, and the only thing to do was to fight for their lives.

At a position close to a hundred paces between the two armies, Wei Wushu suddenly stopped.

"It seems that this master of the armor gate wants to fight with us." Yang Ming, who sensed Wei Wushu's intentions, said to Wang Ben and Meng Tian on his side.

"According to what my grandfather said, Zhu Hai can be called invincible in front of the battle, instead of fighting in battle, it is better to rush forward directly, although Wei Wushu is strong, we are not weak." Meng Tian said.

"Meng Tian, when did you become so reckless? Isn't that what we want to see? Wei Wushu is a hard bone, and it is not easy to gnaw directly against him. Yang Ming said.

Is it a fighter? It is also something that Yang Ming wants to see, because with three thousand Praetorian Guard cavalry against these five thousand Wei warriors, Yang Ming does not feel that he can take down the other party, even if he wins, the price paid is unbearable, and if the Janissary casualties are too large, how to cooperate with the defenders in Yucheng City to contain the enemy army besieging the city.

In the sight of Yang Ming's people, a majestic figure walked out of Wei Wushu's military formation, looking at the other party's physique that surpassed ordinary people, Yang Ming instantly thought of someone: Dianqing.

"This person is Zhu Hai's disciple Dianqing, and he is also a first-class realm." Yang Ming said to the left and right.

"Dianqing, it's really amazing." Wang Ben said.

"It seems that this first formation can only be done by me."

Yang Ming's eyes swept over Meng Tian as he spoke, making Meng Tian subconsciously look away, and he saw what Yang Ming meant: In terms of martial arts, I am indeed weaker, but this is also a helpless thing? Not everyone is as perverted as you are, and besides, from the time I was five years old, my grandfather told me that I couldn't be a charge-leader.

Meng Tian, who had been ridiculed by Yang Ming countless times because of his martial arts, thought helplessly.

"Zhongcheng, can this first formation come from the end?" Wang Ben asked for battle.

"The people in the armor gate are too scoundrels, they are also first-class realms, you can only remain undefeated, if you want to win, it is very difficult and difficult, and we want victory, not undefeated, let me come." Yang Ming had already urged forward as he spoke.

"That's the guy who charged yesterday?" In the formation of Wei Wu's pawns, Zhu Hai, who was dressed in leather armor and looked extremely unusual in the ironclad jungle, asked the people around him.

"Yes, at this time yesterday, he directly killed the striker of Zhao Guo's side horse, and there is almost no enemy." The deputy general beside Zhu Hai said.

"That's because he didn't meet us." Zhu Hai sneered, his eyes had already turned to the battlefield, he had enough trust in Dianqing, after all, Dianqing was the only one among his disciples who was qualified to surpass him.

"General, don't be careless, the Zhao army is not weak on the side." The adjutant general hurriedly persuaded on the side.

"Then let's wait and see." Zhu Hai stroked the meteor hammer and said, it was this hammer that killed the then Wei general Jin Contempt.