In this chaotic period, being able to organize one's own army to form a battle formation instead of rushing and retreating one after another is at the level of a famous general for a general, not to mention the skills of encircling three and one, encircling points to send reinforcements, or goose-shaped formations and round-shaped formations.

The rise of Chinese tactics has to start from the fact that an honest man who abides by the ethics of war was pitted.

The battle between the Jingren army and the Chongcheng army was that the Jingren rushed in a swarm, and the Chongcheng army formed a regular phalanx, with the front shield in the middle and the back bow, and it was spread out in a cross shape.

If it weren't for the fact that the front division had collapsed and broken up their phalanx ranks, the most elite middle division would not have had to fight bloodily.

Fortunately, the left and right divisions on the two flanks finally re-completed the formation, and they had already swept through the Shura field fighting in the middle like two sharp arrows, and they were killing unhindered all the way to the rear of General Yasujin.

As for the rear division where the general Chongyingluan is located, it has also basically completed the reorganization, and it is only a matter of time before it rejoins the sequence, and the current role is not only to supervise the army, but also to cover the reorganized defense line when other divisions and brigades break up.

Chonghou Hu, as the Northern Bohou, has been in charge of the life and death power of Northern Xinjiang for 400 years, and has been fighting with the ghost side and dog Rong in the north for many years, and the people are fierce.

Although Chongying Luan is the second son, he is the successor of Chonghou Hu who would rather send his eldest son Chongying Biao into the court song as a hostage than stay by his side and educate carefully.

Chongyingluan is also worthy of his father's attention, excellent command can stabilize the defeated army and re-enter the battlefield, in terms of ability, it already belongs to the category of famous generals of the times, and all that is lacking is experience and achievements.

General Jingren's enlightenment time is still short, and he is the best among the Jingren, and it is really a bit of a bully to forcibly compare it with the best heir cultivated by the great princes.

After discovering the approach of the two phalanxes, General Yasuto gave what he thought was the most reasonable order to retreat and protect his Chinese army.

The standard-bearer gave the order, the rear army shouted gold, and the Jingren army, which was still fighting with red eyes in front, sobered up, showed a confused look, and then watched the people around him begin to retreat, and also began to retreat.

This retreat is just like the former division that was caught off guard in the early morning.

Meng Wei took the lead, covered in blood, and could no longer tell whether the blood on the armor was his own or the enemy's, and even the bronze sword that had been broken several times was dyed blood red, exuding a murderous aura under the high temperature steam.

"It's hot, it's hot."

Meng Wei was boiling hot, he knew what he was doing, and the only trace of clarity left under the madness forced him to control his body with all his might, dodging every sword that was exchanged for injury.

He didn't have time to think about what was going on in him, why he seemed to be in control of himself, but he couldn't fully control himself.

Reason repeatedly said to himself in his mind: "Live, I want to live, I can't die." ”

After Jingren fled with his back, Meng Wei's mental pressure was relieved, and he picked up the lost weapon of his comrades, Changge in his left hand and the bronze sword in his right hand, and rushed forward again.

Seeing this, the military marquis commanding the phalanx immediately swung his sword and commanded to press, and the surrounding Jing people watched the harvested clansmen around them fall one after another, so they ran faster, and the disorderly retreat began to evolve towards a great rout.

Meng Wei, who no longer paid attention to the sword, began to feel himself more clearly.

It turned out that it was the blood that was boiling, and the rapid flow of blood made the heart rumble and beat like a pump machine, and the heat brought the qi to the limbs, making him faster, stronger, and sharper.

The secretion of adrenal hormones should also be accelerated, because some tired spirits are carried together by the body at the moment, and they are high.

The nerves that gradually burst out made him a little confused, and the boiling power made him hot like a soldering iron, and the boiling blood seemed to be evaporating and draining, this extremely excited state made him regain a trace of clarity, and he knew that if he continued to burn, he would definitely die.

"What to do? What to do? Cooling, how to cool down. ”

"No, it's too hot, I can't stand it, water, where is the water? I need water. ”

With a strong will to survive, Meng Wei gradually regained control of his body, and the pace of killing gradually slowed down.

The blood splashed on his body was vaporized the moment it touched his skin and armor, but Meng Wei felt comfortable and cool.

It seems that this will replace some of the lost blood.

"Yes, this is the battlefield, there is no water here."

"Blood, yes, it's blood, blood is water, and blood is water."

Jingren, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the sluggish Meng Wei and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and in the next second, a strange change appeared, and the pace under their feet ran faster.

It's a madman, no, it's a demon.

In the shocked eyes of the armies on both sides, Meng Wei grabbed the short Jingren one by one, tore them apart alive, and poured blood on his body, and the mist was steaming.

Like a demon coming out of the fog, the devil still has thirsty blood in its mouth.

"Hahahaha, it's useful, I can live, I can survive."

Meng Wei couldn't help laughing, and the speed increased again. The action of watering is continuous.

A cloud of black gas floated out of the frightened Jingren's body, and the original fierce expression turned into horror, and the Bingge armor in his hand was discarded on the ground one after another, and then ran backwards like the wind.

The opportunity to win has come, and Chongyingluan's keen insight has seized this opportunity.

"All the troops are attacking!"

The general of the rear division immediately pressed on with the rear army.

Chongying Luan looked at the crazy Meng Wei and the changing Jingren thoughtfully, and he didn't spare any effort at this time.

The Jingren who learned to use the sword are still Jingren, just like the lamb that can bite people, and the first thing that humans react to when they are attacked by a lamb is to kill this rebellious lamb.

Even though lambs are very smart, can use the terrain, and can also use tools, but they are naturally weak, it is impossible for them to beat tall and middle-aged men, not to mention that these men also have more advanced technology and stronger physique.

The military horn sounded, and the signal of the whole army to charge was also received by these young and talented officers, in terms of combat quality, they must not be bad, the rout of the former division was not expected that the Jing people would also use tactics, wearing armor and weapons to launch a counter-charge against them.

Everywhere the herald of their own phalanx sounded, and at this moment, the whole army went out and killed them all.

Northern Xinjiang does not allow forces that go against the will of the Hou, nor does it allow this group of small things that are not even human beings to dare to provoke the Tianwei of the human race.

Yin Shang's army is the leader of this era.

Beibohou, who has been loyal to the Shang king for generations, is the sharpest sword of Yin Shang, and the elite of Chongcheng is known to the world, not to mention the short and powerless 100,000 Jing people in a head-to-head confrontation, even if it is doubled, and then 200,000, it will not be the opponent of the five divisions under Chongying Luan.

In front, the lone army was caught in the depths and was broken one by one, and the rout of the previous division caused a chaos, and almost overturned.

At this time, the Chongcheng army, which had recovered from it, finally showed his original sharp fangs.

The Chongcheng army, which was charging forward, automatically diverted and bypassed the crazy bloody boy in front of him with respect.

'Hearty, dripping, comfortable!' Meng Wei is already excited, he is so tall that he is like a simple version of the Three Kingdoms Warriors in front of this group of villains, and he is almost a suitable BGM sounding.

The Chongcheng army breathed a sigh of relief, and finally, the pattern was back, and the opportunity for the princes' children to brush up on their military exploits was back on track.