In just two round-trips, the rebel cavalry was cut to pieces, leaving a scattered hundred horsemen to flee to the main formation.

Originally, Meng Wei also wanted to guide these routs to rush into the rebel camp, trying to kill them all and see if there was a chance to cover the rout and rush into battle.

He could imagine how Yuan Futong was defenseless, and the young general who had lost the giant bee received the flag and tried his best to gather the rout and bypass his own formation, Meng Wei could only give up.

In terms of military strategy, Meng Wei is self-aware, and he can beat the side drum in the general strategic direction and put forward a little inspirational suggestion, if he really leads the troops to fight, even the march is enough.

The ability on the battlefield is to practice experience, and the first eighteen years can only be spent on honing martial arts and polishing the body.

The experience on the battlefield he learned came from Meng Xiong's oral experience, and most of them were some life-saving methods and striking techniques.

Taught him how to be a soldier who can obey orders, and he can't teach a general who can win thousands of miles away.

At the end of the Shang Dynasty, there were already a large number of bamboo slips from the text, and the advent of paper would have to be pushed back a few hundred years.

It is difficult to buy bamboo slips that can record the marching and battle formation skills, and there are not many in the hands of the major princes.

Most of them are the elders of the nobles who have personally taught them, Meng Xiong has not yet reached that level, and the only ones that can be handed over to Meng Wei are those that he has personally experienced.

Fortunately, Chonghou also gave him a lot of opportunities, followed by his humble side, and occasionally let him be responsible for serving tea and pouring water, listening to Chonghou Hu'er's orders, and dealing with various important tasks.

In the middle, he also tried to rotate different soldiers to understand the difference between different arms and the timing of entering the battlefield.

The time is too short, and the learning efficiency is far from enough, and Meng Wei is not greedy, seeing that the other captains are giving orders to retreat and regroup.

will also follow cheekily, carefully observe the characteristics of these senior captains, and summarize the hungry learning.

Listening to Zhang Guifang's relay, Chonghou Hu felt comfortable for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

"It is really happy to make the old thief also experience the pain of losing a child, these two should be the sons of Yuan thief, Yuan Shouren, Yuan Shouyi. Bah! It's really blind to such two good names of loyalty and courage, it's ruined, I just don't know if it's the eldest or the second, if it's Yuan Shouren who is stabbed to death with one shot. ”

"Beihai should be the master of the loss."

The war has entered the white heat, after all, the coalition forces are more elite and far more powerful than the rebels.

The former division, which had been in a stalemate, gradually returned to the right track with the assistance of Zhao Bing and Li Jing, and the scattered phalanx that had been impacted was re-established.

If it weren't for the strange effect of the red light, the rebels on the battlefield would have scattered and fled at this time.

Victory was only a matter of time, and the rebels were already visibly defeated.

Yuan Futong was not flustered at all, he never expected that he could win the elite division in the hands of Chonghou Hu by relying on these rabble of uneven hearts in his hands, and his reliance was not yet fully revealed.

Yuan Futong shouted loudly at the black clouds: "All the great saints help me, and I implore the saints to show their magical powers." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden rumbling sound under the Chinese army of the coalition army, and after shaking the mountain for a while, a huge centipede insect came out of the ground and went straight to Chonghou Hu, who was sitting in the Chinese army.

Seeing this, Chen Qi and Zhang Guifang immediately stepped forward to meet the battle, and at the same time shouted for Chonghou to retreat.

In the rolling black clouds in the distance, a huge figure also appeared, and after the black cloud emerged, it was a giant snake several times higher than the city wall of Yancheng.

The body of the giant snake is huge, and there are nine human heads in the head, and the proportion of human heads is also very large, and from a distance, the size of a human head is comparable to the size of a hundred-person phalanx.

"Xiangliu."

Chonghou Hu finally panicked, didn't the legend say that Xiang Liu was directly killed by Dayu when he controlled the water.

The snake had nine heads, although not as exaggerated as it was written, and each head was the size of a mountain.

But the miniature version of Xiang Liu is definitely not something that ordinary people like them can deal with.

Soyanagi appeared, and nine human heads chanted an unknown incantation.

The original white-hot battlefield changed again, and countless fallen soldiers and armor soldiers stood up regardless of camp.

Some of the wounds on their necks were still bleeding, but they did not hesitate to pick up their weapons and kill the coalition forces.

It's just that these people seem to have dull eyes, their bodies are like empty shells, they have no tactics and skills, and they rely on instinct and brute force.

The coalition army was crushed, there was a giant beast in front of them, and at this moment, seeing the deceased comrades and enemies standing up again, the state of blood just now dissipated in an instant, and they fled backwards.

No matter how the lieutenants and military marquis are restrained, the effect is still not great, and the morale of the army is about to collapse.

Chonghou Hu pushed away the clumsy guard who wanted to persuade him to retreat, signaled the standard-bearer to order, raised the spear in his hand and shouted.

"In the past, the ancestors of Chengtang were able to suppress the demons in the world with their mortal bodies, what are you afraid of. If you can kill them for the first time, you can naturally kill them for the second time, all the soldiers, you are not allowed to retreat, there is no life for me, and you will fight to the end. ”

At this moment, Chonghou Hu's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout Yancheng, and a hazy mist also appeared on his body, like a tiger was about to come out of the cage.

The originally frightened coalition soldiers suddenly became more emboldened, and the broken phalanx began to return to the right track.

Even the turbulent Yancheng city wall was also slightly affected, and the fragile nerves of the fierce battle were appeased for a moment, and they slashed and killed the Jingren, the Fox, and the Carapace people who were clinging to the city wall.

"Old horseman, it's really hidden. Thirteen years ago, you and I were under the account of Prince Shou, the lone army was deep in prison, and almost died in the hands of the ghost party, and I never saw you show this hand, four years ago, Xibo Hou Ji Chang Chong, you would rather be beaten to ask for help Chaoge is still hiding, and now I don't hide it, you really pay attention to me. ”

Yuan Futong is really impressed by Chonghou Hu now, the name is rare, Chonghou Hu is entangled in all kinds of things on weekdays, but he can still insist on polishing his body and study diligently every day.

The power of this fierce tiger is obviously honed step by step between life and death, and it is even more difficult than those who have obtained abilities by awakening.

In the face of the oncoming giant centipede, Chonghou Tiger was not afraid, his movements were as agile as a big cat, dodging the bite of the giant centipede and the sharp thousand-legged stabbing stab, and every time he stabbed a powerful attack while avoiding it.

The spear in his hand kept coming, frequently stabbing the belly armor of the giant centipede, and the iron cold light spear head rubbed out bursts of sparks on the giant centipede's body, but each time it was almost a little piercing the abdominal armor.

"Humph!" A blow hit the body of the huge centipede, but it did not have a good effect, and the giant centipede seemed to be unharmed, and it had no effect at all.

Zhang Guifang also played the trick, hitting the giant centipede on the head, this technique is called falling the soul, if it hits the person, there will be no blood or scars, and it will hit the soul.

If it weren't for the enlightened person who practiced the Yang God, his soul would be scattered under one blow.

However, at this moment, the soul falling technique was not easy to use, and after the giant centipede was hit, it was only dizzy for a short while, and then shook its head and continued to wreak havoc in the military formation.

Rao is two of them have thaumaturgy and strong martial arts, and they don't know what to do with this tricky thing.

Chonghou Hu snorted, and there were bursts of tiger roars in his body, and after flashing the stabbing blow of the insect foot again, he stabbed out the spear at the right time, and poked at the joint connection of the giant centipede.

The arrogant giant centipede was in pain, and immediately fell to the ground and roared, rolling hard, trying to pull out the spear embedded in the joint, Chonghou Hu immediately let go of the spear he loved and dodged away.

Seeing this, Zhang Guifang and Chen Qi followed suit, and took advantage of the gap between the giant centipedes to rush up and greet the gap.

The invincible giant centipede suffered a big loss, and was properly treated by the three of them in turn, which also brought confidence to the soldiers, the monster is not invincible, and their main general is not an old ordinary person.

Under the morale surge, the cavalry battalions on the left and right flanks also received new orders to cut the battlefield.

"Drive!"

Meng Wei took the lead, rushed behind the enemy with five thousand horsemen behind him, reversed the formation, and launched a charge on the enemy's back and half of the body.

The military order finally came, and Meng Wei, who had been idle for most of the day, licked his lips bloodthirsty.

A child of the Yuan family can't extinguish his murderous intent to take revenge.