"Kill!-"

The sea cháo-like army of Di Huang suddenly appeared, and with the momentum of thunder, pressed towards a force ambushed by Yang Hong. Like a wooden boat crashing on a huge wave, nearly 5,000 people and horses suddenly disappeared into Yang Hong's perception. By the time the "mesh" around Yang Hong shrank here, Fang Yun's army had strangely disappeared.

"Kill!-"

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen. In another place that was extremely far away, Yang Hong lost the sense of three troops at the same time. In a short period of time, Yang Hong lost more than 10,000 troops. Combined with the previous losses, Yang Hong's troops were less than 600,000.

Hoof!

The horses' hooves rolled wave after wave, and Di Huang's army advanced south at an alarming speed. Yang Hong's forces were wiped out one after another. Fang Yun finally began to use his tactical ability to attack Yang Hong's "Heaven and Earth Net" array.

A fish with a body length of one and a half feet will immediately get stuck and not move when it hits the net. But if a shark breaks into the net, it's not the fish that gets stuck, it's the net that breaks!

At this moment, Yang Hong felt that a shark had broken into his net. Not only that, but the opponent seems to know the web he has woven. Know where the rope is thick and where it is fragile.

No one thought that Fang Yun's attack would be so sharp!

Rong Ting, Li Juzheng, Liu Shouzheng, Zhang Muqing and the others stared closely ahead, and in their eyes, they saw Fang Yun's three armies, either divided or combined. Regardless of whether it is divided or combined, the final result is that Yang Hong's army was eaten away by Fang Yun with absolute strength. And in this process, Fang Yun's losses were very small.

"Fang Yun's tactics have never changed, that is, bullying the weak and winning more than less. If a single force can't fight Yang Hong, he will concentrate his absolute strength and kill the other party!"

Several people in the hall are all familiar with the art of war. I saw through Fang Yun's tactics at once. This tactic is simple, one might even say crude. However, it is very effective against Yang Hong.

The 20,000 cavalry that Fang Yun began to release had already figured out Yang Hong's arrangement. If Yang Hong doesn't react again, he will be defeated soon!"

Rong Ting said secretly. The army led by Fang Yun was in front of everyone at this time, and the style it displayed was extremely sharp, completely devastating!

"It's not good, he targeted him!"

Yang Hong felt like he was a transparent person in front of Fang Yun at the moment, and there was no secret at all. He immediately remembered the 20,000 soldiers and horses that Fang Yun had sent before. Yang Hong originally thought that he had confused Fang Yun, but now it seemed that Fang Yun had already figured out his arrangement through these 20,000 troops.

Yang Hong's mind moved, and he immediately changed the deployment of troops.

Boom, on the vast land, countless soldiers and horses attacked at the same time. Hundreds of thousands of Great Zhou soldiers exuded a murderous aura in Yang Hong's hands, strangled towards Fang Yun's scattered army.

Yang Hong's soldiers and horses had just set off from the ambush place. Immediately, an iron horse appeared in the middle of the road. Almost at the same time, Yang Hong's soldiers and horses in other places also encountered the iron cavalry.

"Oops!"

Yang Hong's heart sank, knowing the movements of the soldiers and horses, he was discovered by Fang Yun. Fang Yun's cavalry were scattered across the vast land, like a drop in the ocean. If Yang Hong's soldiers and horses do not move, these cavalry will immediately be waste. Nothing worked. But as soon as Yang Hong sent out his troops, he immediately couldn't avoid Fang Yun's scouts.

The reason is very simple, the places where Fang Yun's cavalry choose to be placed are extremely tricky, and they belong to the kind of places that must be passed.

Yang Hong's heart suddenly swelled with a feeling of irritability, he had never encountered such a tricky enemy! There was no way, he was discovered, only to kill. As soon as ten thousand arrows were fired, Fang Yun's probes were immediately killed one by one. But Fang Yun's purpose had been achieved.

"Whew!-"

The horn sounded, and Fang Yun's forces scattered in all directions immediately converged. Once again, four simple squares are formed on the left, center, right, and back. The total number of troops, 950,000! When attacking from all sides, Fang Yun still lost 70,000 soldiers and horses, most of which were of course ordinary soldiers. As for jīng Rui, it remains largely intact.

Fang Yun Chen's soldiers blocked the army heading to the north on the mountain range. Quietly waiting for Yang Hong's army to arrive.

In the south, Yang Hong's troops flew everywhere, and immediately found that all of Fang Yun's troops had disappeared without a trace. Soon the scouts came to report and discovered Fang Yun's army.

"Land of the Dead!"

From the message sent back by the scout, Yang Hong quickly came up with the name of the terrain. The place of death is the place of this Northwest Campaign, the final decisive battle between the Great Zhou army and the Northwest Di people.

This terrain is two low mountain ranges that stretch very widely, and the two mountains face each other, which is very suitable for large forces of war. It was here that Yang Hong wounded Emperor Di and won the victory in the Northwest Campaign.

Fang Yun chose this place, obviously wanting to fight him to the death here!

Yang Hong weighed it in his heart, he still had 540,000 troops left at this time! Although Fang Yun had more troops, the combat strength of Di Huang's soldiers was not as good as that of the Great Zhou soldiers. On the whole, the two sides have reached the initial equilibrium again, and the losses are equal to each other!

Decisive Battle!--Fang Yun sent a clear signal.

Yang Hong hesitated, and the strength of the two returned to the original point. If it was before, Yang Hong would only want to play Fang Yun alive, and he wouldn't pay attention to Fang Yun's obvious signal at all. But after flipping through the touch, Yang Hong had a clear understanding:

His "odd" soldiers are useful to anyone, but they are useless to Fang Yun!

Fang Yun's use of "positive" soldiers has already won the key of "soldiers come to block, water comes to flood", and has reached the realm of responding to all changes with no change.

Fang Yun's tactics were simple, but they were very effective. Even if you are a peerless general, if you are full of schemes, you can't use it, because he won't give you a chance to show it at all!

You set up an ambush, and he doesn't advance, making your ambush ineffective. If you have a strong army, he will immediately retreat, without dragging his feet at all, and will not give you a chance to fight at all. At the same time, his reconnaissance is extremely terrifying, and he almost always controls the overall situation.

The only way to fight against this kind of person is to fight head-on and defeat him with his excellent command art!

Although Yang Hong could ignore Fang Yun's challenge and continue to use other strategies, Fang Yun swung his forces towards the place of death, but cut off the possibility of him using other strange weapons.

It's like a big canyon on the way forward, and the only way to cross this canyon is through that narrow single-plank bridge. Fang Yun had already made it clear that he would not be given a chance to have other options.

Yang Hong never thought that someone would force himself to such a point, and this person was not an ordinary scholar in the capital.

"Come!"

Fang Yun looked at the south and muttered. At this moment, the experience of studying the art of war in his previous life, the experience of fighting against Zhang Ying, and the experience of leading troops in the decades of the Quartet Marquis all flowed through his heart, and Fang Yun became extremely confident at this moment.

In any dynasty, it is much more difficult for commoners to be feudal marquis than noble marquis! Fang Yin, the marquis of the Quartet, was born recklessly, but with his own efforts, he became the most powerful commoner marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and at the peak of his heyday, his influence directly followed that of the marquis of Wu. Such an existence, with its experience in leading troops, is enough to be proud of any existence in the world!

In his previous life, although Fang Yun did not inherit the martial arts of the Marquis of Sifang, he inherited his art of war strategy. And this is the reason why Fang Yun dared to challenge Yang Hong!

Behind Fang Yun, the name of an unknown scholar, stood the shadow of the most powerful Quartet Marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Yang Hong's ten years of experience in commanding troops was simply a floating cloud in front of Fang Yin, the Quartet Marquis!

Hoof!

After a short period of silence, on the southern land, thousands of horses were gathered, and countless Great Zhou soldiers finally marched north. As a member of the aristocracy, Yang Hong is proud of his bloodline. He has his own pride, and he will never tolerate others challenging him. In particular, this person is the nameless scholar Fang Yunshi!

Boom, in the violent trembling sound of the earth, Yang Hong's 540,000 troops, lined up, appeared on the hill opposite Fang Yun.

Boom!――

Almost at the same time, on the hills of both sides, a heavy drum sounded. Two solemn breaths, the hustle and bustle, soared into the sky.

"Kill!-"

Like a waterfall pouring out, on the two hills, countless soldiers and horses rushed down at the same time. The final Armageddon of the Northwest War was played out again at the same place.

Di Huang wins?

Big Zhou wins?

Everyone focused on the changing lights and shadows on the sand table, and their breathing became a little short. The canonization of the Marquis of Wu will be determined by the outcome of this decisive battle!

"Kill!-"

War horses neighed, and arrows rained down like locusts. It's like two desolate beasts, two huge armies, instantly devouring together. At the moment of contact between the two sides, the two each lost nearly 10,000 soldiers and horses!

The head-to-head duel is completely a contest of command ability!

Fang Yun's army, advancing or retreating, gathering or scattering, seemed chaotic, but it was an order in the chaos.

Yang Hong's army is uncertain, with fish scale formations, wild geese formations, and sharp arrow formations...... , various formations are divided and combined, and they continue to exert great lethality.

Both of them felt the toughness of the other.

On both sides of the sand table, the bodies of the two people were motionless like wood carvings, but the faces of the two people showed extremely dignified expressions. That's the kind of expression you have when you meet your opponent.

The armies of the two suffered heavy casualties, and the number of 100,000 was sharply reduced, and for a time in the valley, corpses were everywhere, and corpses flowed into rivers, a scene of slaughter.

The decisive battle is finally over.

In Dali Temple, Rong Ting, Li Juzheng, Zhang Muqing, and Liu Shouzheng sighed and stood up.

"Fang Yun, you've lost!"

Next to the sand table, Yang Hong opened his eyes with a mocking smile on his face.

"Where did you lose?" Fang Yun also opened his eyes and said indifferently.

"Fang Yun, I have to admit that you do have some skills. My army of more than 500,000 people was actually fought by you. However, you are still too inexperienced, and long before the decisive battle, I sent a force to attack your large camp. Now, your big camp has been captured by me, and you have lost!"

Yang Hong sneered, stretched out a finger, and pointed to the sand table, Fang Yun's base camp.

Suddenly, Yang Hong's smile froze, representing that Fang Yun's main place was empty. There was no Yang Hong's troops at all.

"Hey!"

Behind the left rear screen, there was a faint sigh. With a sigh, the two figures turned to leave, covered by the screen, and they couldn't see clearly.

"Whoa!"

Behind the lobby, the bead curtain rolled, a pair of military boots, and three pairs of morning boots turned around and left one after another!

Rong Ting stood up, shook his head, and left.

"This is—" Yang Hong looked puzzled.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, Fang Yun finally burst out laughing, and in his laughter, there was endless sarcasm: "Yang Hong, do you think that only you can do this? Look down at your main camp!"

When he saw the banner representing the Di Huang army in the main camp, the blood on Yang Hong's face faded instantly. As if someone had hammered him hard in the heart, Yang Hong staggered back a few steps.

"Impossible!-"

Yang Hong's eyes widened and he muttered. His face was pale as paper.

"Hmph!" Fang Yun flicked his hand, and this sand table, which had exhausted its internal strength, immediately turned into ordinary sand and collapsed.

"The way to use the art of war is to care about one heart. But all the art of war can be summed up in only one sentence: Know what you know and what you are, and win all battles! I know you well, but you don't know anything about me. The result of this deduction has been doomed from the very beginning! -- Yang Hong, when it comes to the art of war and strategy, you and I are too far apart!"

After Fang Yun finished saying this, he sneered and walked away.

Behind him, Yang Hong's face became whiter when he heard this. He clenched his fists and remained motionless.

"How could this be?!"

When Fang Yun left in the car, Yang Hong screamed fiercely, and opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood. His body swayed, and he actually suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

What a great shame!

Yang Hong couldn't bear it, he actually lost to an unknown scholar in front of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces!

Physical wounds can be healed by medication, but psychological wounds cannot be healed. Fang Yun didn't have Taotian's martial arts, on the contrary, Yang Hong could pinch him to death like pinching an ant. But it was the knife that this ant slashed out and left an indelible wound on Yang Hong's body!

Noble origin, bloodline, dignity, these things that Yang Hong values the most, were trampled on the ground when Fang Yun was struggling to fall off the sand table.

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye ......"

Yang Hong's subordinates, outside the Dali Temple, waited for a long time to Yang Hong, and finally couldn't help but break into the Dali Temple. When I saw Yang Hong on the ground, I couldn't help but be shocked......