In the Overseer's plate, the green prairie is still the same, but there are many discordant bright reds.

Scattered and tattered black armor everywhere, Tao Xing's eyes were full of disbelief, until a silver spear stirred his flesh and blood, and red blood beads rolled down from the tips of the grass buds, staining the soil red, and all the eyes could see were stumps and broken arms.

Lin Changfeng, whose breath was like a candle in the wind, no longer had the hand to hold the sword, and his two arms disappeared from the shoulder down. He was covered in blood and half kneeling, he wanted to speak but couldn't, his throat was full of blood, his dantian was destroyed, and his ribs were broken.

The sound of Sen Leng armor trembling sounded in his ears, and Lin Changfeng, who had persevered to the end, raised his head with difficulty, and the elite of the silver armor with blood-stained wheels walked over with a spear, and there were two drags in his eyes that were redder than blood.

Lin Changfeng didn't know where the strength came from, so he stood up desperately, but a dazzling silver light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, his neck was cold, his vision flipped, and finally landed, and the last thing he saw was the headless corpse that he had convulsed and fell.

A gust of wind blew away the thick bloody aura on the grassland, and the sixteen silver-armored elites of the Pioneer Battalion of the Wheel Department were not injured, and none of them were injured.

The entire army of the Folding Division was annihilated.

The elites of the silver armor raised their heads in unison, and greeted the figure standing in the sky, and then quickly dissolved like snow in the warm sun.

Chang Xi looked at the purgatory-like scene under his feet and sighed.

He had expected this scene before.

Lin Changfeng was chilled all over his body, and he woke up from the nightmare of endless darkness.

He looked at his intact arms and hands in front of him, and trembled and touched his neck and head, which were still there. He immediately turned to look at his robe, everyone was still there, and they didn't miss arms or legs.

Lin Changfeng, a dignified seven-foot man, suddenly had the urge to cry.

It was painful to have his arms cut off, and it was painful to have his head cut off.

But there is nothing more painful than watching the robes die one by one.

The rest of the people gradually woke up from the nightmare of that fiasco, Lin Changfeng stood up with his sword, and when he saw the boss standing in front of him, his face was flushed and he couldn't speak.

Chang Xi's face was calm, and he nodded and said, "Your performance was beyond my expectations, and it lasted for thirteen breaths longer than I expected before. ”

At this moment, even Tao Xing, who is usually the most lively, clenched his fists.

They had been with the Boss for a long time, and knew that the Boss was not a person who liked to sneer, and he said that it was beyond his expectations, and that was the truth

But at the moment, this kind of praise is really ashamed of them.

What a humiliation it is for your entire army to be annihilated and not a single enemy to be wounded!

Chang Xi waved his hand and sat down, motioning for everyone to sit down and speak, he asked: "You have only heard of the strength of the Wheel Department before, but now you have personally fought against the projection of the elite of their vanguard battalion, tell me why you are about to collapse at the touch of a button." ”

Everyone looked at each other, to be honest, because the defeat was too fast, many people died under the silver spear before they could comprehend the joint.

Lin Changfeng, who rushed to the front and suffered the most pressure, pondered for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "I boldly speculate that the reason why we were defeated so quickly should be due to the problem of our formation coordination and the effect of the echelon charge of the runner department. ”

Chang Xi glanced approvingly at Lin Changfeng, who was good at summarizing experience, "Go on." ”

Lin Changfeng drew his sword and drew it on the grass, so that the other fifteen people could sit around and see it clearly, and he continued: "The vanguard battalion of the Wheel Department basically uses the tactical formation of echelon charging every time, this tactical formation has clear echelons, and the echelons cooperate with each other, like a slotted sharp knife that stabs the enemy's heart. ”

According to the few moments of the previous hurried battle, Lin Changfeng restored the previous formation of the Runner Pioneer Battalion on the grass.

Lin Changfeng pointed to the formation and said: "The elite of the Fangcai Pioneer Battalion is to form such a three-echelon formation of 646, the six people in front of them bear the first wave of impact and retreat, and the four people in the back take over the front six people in a very short time to launch the second wave of attacks, and at the same time retreat to the back of the six people and then exchange formations with the six people at the end again, ensuring that the third wave of attack is also a full blow." ”

"The three echelons have always maintained a six-four-six formation, and the four who are slightly weak in the middle have tightened the flank defense range, and the front and rear wings have responded to the defense. ”

"After breaking through the enemy's defenses, if the whole echelon formation is in prison, they will shrink the formation into a circle and wait for reinforcements; if they urgently need to expand the results of the battle, their echelon formation will blossom in the enemy's army, three or three, and then eat away at the enemy's living forces one by one, until the end of the battle. ”

Lin Changfeng's words were concise and to the point, and soon everyone understood why these elites of the Wheel Department were so powerful, obviously everyone's cultivation was almost the same as the elites of the Wheel Department's pioneer battalion, but they were all defeated after just a few breaths of effort, and it turned out that the formation distribution during the battle was so important.

Chang Xi was really a little surprised by Lin Changfeng's eyesight and comprehension ability, and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts in his heart, this guy will definitely be a manufacturable material in the future.

Lin Changfeng was engrossed in the grass, Chang Xi did not interrupt his train of thought, and accompanied him to ponder, and soon Lin Changfeng had an idea, hugged his fists and said to Chang Xi: "Boss, give us a few more opportunities for actual combat drills, what our whole team lacks most now is the run-in between everyone, as long as the run-in between each other is in place, supplemented by the appropriate formation and tactics, we will definitely win!"

Having such excellent subordinates really saved Chang Xi a lot of worry and effort, not only did he figure out his own tactics, but his morale also rose again.

Once upon a time, the famous Wheel Department was the belief in the hearts of countless soldiers of the War Department, and now they have the opportunity to cross the river of time and compete with the legendary elite of the Wheel Department, how can this not make their hearts surge?

Defeat the Wheel Division, they are the new myth!

Of course, they will not forget, the most important thing is the reward in the boss's hand that they will never forget, that is the most tangible thing.

Chang Xi stepped into the sky alone, and re-summoned sixteen elites of the Wheel Pioneer Battalion of the Silver Armor Senran, and the sixteen Silver Armor looked at Lin Changfeng and the others from afar, standing still.

Lin Changfeng drew a scoop according to the gourd, and divided the team of sixteen people into three teams, which were also in a formation of 646, and the captains of the three teams were Lin Changfeng himself, Wei Yong and Tao Xing.

The first stage of the echelon formation was composed of Wei Yong, Xu Huang, and four other tall brothers, and their task was simple, that is, to withstand and absorb the first wave of attacks launched by the elite of the Wheel Division;

The second stage of the echelon formation was composed of Tao Xing, Jiao Lu and two other brothers who majored in self-cultivation, and the task given to them by Lin Changfeng was not to kill the enemy, but to contain them;

As for the third stage of the echelon formation, it was built by Lin Changfeng, the calm-hearted An Ruoxin, and the other four brothers, whose task was to strike a thunderbolt and strive to make the runner lose a few people with a single shot.

The formation of the folding part was already set, and the fragrant wind of the grassland whined around the sixteen long swords clenched in their hands.

The scene of the unwilling landing of the head was replayed over and over again in Lin Changfeng's mind, he closed his eyes, and then opened them suddenly, only to be surging in an instant.

"Charge the Charge, Charge!"