Chapter 28, Game (End)

"Hahaha... the official army knew that the offensive had been exhausted, so they began to retreat in panic."

"Hmph, how dare you underestimate my Yellow Turban Army, General, order a counterattack."

"Yes, General. You must not miss the opportunity, you will never come again!"

...The generals made suggestions.

Bo Cai looked at Zhang Ning. Strictly speaking, Zhang Ning was the supreme commander of this army.

"Can the official army be found on the left and right wings?"

“Not found yet.”

"Where is the rear?"

“No bird.”

After Zhang Ning asked, he got all the results of the government army without surprises.

Could it be that she really overestimated that person?

Do the official army really intend to take the initiative because they despise their combat power?

Bo Cai couldn't help but say, "Saint, if there were really a surprise soldier in the official army, it would definitely not be able to hide the eyes of our scouts."

This is a common sense idea. After all, who could have thought that the official army had already gone around their rear a few days ago?

The last trace of hesitation in Zhang Ning's heart completely dissipated.

"Send the order, the entire army counterattack!"

The fighter's opportunity was fleeting and she could not hesitate.

"Here!"

The Yellow Turban generals were all in high spirits. After staying for so long, they had been holding on for a long time. Now is the best time to burn.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The sound of war drums sounded, and the Yellow Turban Army launched a full-scale counterattack. Because of this, their backs were completely exposed.

"How did the military advisor fight?"

Zhang Fei questioned Guo Jia's strategy for the first time. They were retreating. When the Yellow Turban Army suddenly counterattacked, the soldiers from the rear had become lambs to be slaughtered.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that his military formation had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The originally dense military formation suddenly turned into square formations, like an ancient formation.

With Zhang Fei's location, it is impossible to get a glimpse of the whole picture, but if you stand at a high place, you will find that the entire military formation presents a gossip pattern.

At the eye of the formation, Liu Bei, who was hanging his male and female swords on his waist, had never participated in the previous rushing, just for this moment.

Although he was not sure, Zhang Fei still led his army into the formation and retreated to the rear along the road.

The Yellow Turban soldiers who were chasing the situation were strangled by the officials from various phalanxes before they could figure out the situation.

"Hey~ It turns out that the military advisor was prepared."

Zhang Fei came to the platform of the formation eyes, his dark face full of amiable smile.

Liu Bei forced a smile and wiped the sweat from his palm on his cloak.

He hesitated a little, should he tell the truth to my third brother?

Tell him that this formation is just a paper tiger and is not useful.

Forget it...and let him be happy for a moment.

——

Wow ~

Bocai tightened the rope and ordered his subordinates to stop chasing and stared at the army formation ahead with a look of shock and suspicion.

Zhang Ning then arrived, and when he saw the formation ahead clearly, he couldn't help but murmur: "Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation!"

Upon hearing this, Bo Cai couldn't help asking: "Saint, will you continue to rush to the formation?"

"Wait first!"

Zhang Ning was a little hesitant. Although she knew this formation and knew how to break the formation, as time went by, the formation had already changed, and the original method of breaking the formation might not be useful.

At this time, a Yellow Turban general couldn't help but say, "The main forces of the official army were all out before. Even if the formation was set up at this time, it would be vulnerable. We will just rush to the formation."

Zhang Ning glanced at him and said calmly: "What if it was a trap?"

"I~"

The general stopped talking, so Zhang Ning missed the most correct answer.

...

Xi Zhong stared at Guo Jia tightly and said in a deep voice: "Your eight-door golden lock formation has not been trained. If the Yellow Turbans rush to the formation with all their strength, they will collapse with one blow. You are playing with fire and burning yourself."

"I bet he dare not rush to the battlefield."

"you……"

Xi Zhong was anxious, but had to admit that this tactic, which seemed to be full of crisis everywhere, calculated the thoughts of the enemy's chief general and even the decisions of every step.

When will the opponent defend, when will the counterattack, and stagnate after encountering the formation... Guo Jia is all aware of it.

This is the ultimate plan for people's hearts, but it is also walking on the tip of a knife.

If you win, you will have a complete plan.

Failure is arrogance.

It seems that Guo Jia won the bet.

Xun Yu sighed: "I will never accompany you in my army in the future."

This battle almost used up all his emotions in his life.

It's too risky. If the other party's thoughts change a little, your side may lose everything.

Guo Jia smiled and said, "This is the first time I have seen Wen Ruo show timidity, and I am so proud of my whole life."

The adventure process is very exciting, but the success result is also refreshing.

Guo Jia stood up, reached out to block the sunlight, and looked at the back of the Yellow Turban Army.

Although it is not clear, it can capture the scene of smoke and dust, which is the rushing scenery of the Iron Cavalry.

Guan Sandao...he is here!

The iron cavalry was scattered on the plain, Guan Yu rode his horse, dragging the Qinglong Yanyue Sword with one hand, and the iron cavalry rolled behind him.

"Enemy attack..."

The soldiers behind the Yellow Turban soon discovered this army like a sky, so they stepped forward to snipe.

However, the main force of the Yellow Turbans is in front, and the soldiers in the rear army do not even have a decent shield, so how can they stop the aggressive cavalry?

"Those who block me will die!"

Guan Yu waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and slashed a yellow turban general who was coming towards him, and then continued to charge forward. Each time he swung the knife, he would take away three or two. Soon, blood was already everywhere behind him.

The three-day raid was just for this moment, and no one could stop his rush.

In less than half an hour, the three hundred iron cavalry he led had already broken through three lines of defense in a row, and the rush was still fierce.

This surprise soldier descending from the sky was like a sharp knife, piercing into the heart of the Yellow Turban Army hatefully and then tearing it apart.

The Yellow Turban Rear Army was caught off guard, and the entire army was in chaos, like a dam breaking through the dam.

Soon, Guan Yu had led the Iron Cavalry to the Central Military Office of the Yellow Turbans.

"Report... the official cavalry was found in the rear."

"Report... the first line of defense of the rear army was broken."

"Report... the second line of defense in the rear was broken."

"Report..."

The defeat followed one after another, and the Yellow Turban generals who were observing the formation of the official army all changed their faces.

Zhang Ning said coldly: "Where did this army come from?"

Didn't you say there wasn't even a bird?

"I don't know this."

No one knows how this army circumvented.

"Transfer the order and rush to the formation immediately."

Zhang Ning suddenly realized that the opponent's real killer move was this cavalry. The eight-gate golden lock formation in front of him was just a suspicious soldier, and the purpose was to make them stagnate.

From beginning to end, every thought of her was calculated thoroughly by her opponent.

Guo! Fear! Filial piety!

"Holy lady, it's too late."

Bo Cai did not execute this order. Facing Zhang Ning's gaze, he said in a deep voice: "The rear army is in chaos, the central army is attacked. At this time, we will be in a situation where we are difficult to deal with from beginning to end."

This is a problem that any general knows. The more troops the more they must keep the formation intact, otherwise the opponent will not fight, and the army formation will automatically collapse.

Zhang Ning clenched his teeth, obviously calming down.

"Retreat!"

These two words seem to have exhausted all her strength.

(End of this chapter)
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