The teachers and students who were watching were full of surprise and disbelief. Only Duan Ruoying and others looked like they were taking it for granted. You know, in Jiangzhou Academy, their record was thousands to zero, and they had never beaten their husband.

, from the complete torture at the beginning to the back and forth and the gradual order of attack and defense, this gave their weak hearts some comfort, and because of this, they developed very strong nerves.

Everyone in Jiangzhou Academy knows that after two glasses of wine, Wu Du's voice can definitely shake up the academy and scare young children to tears. The reason why he is where he is today is because he grew up losing.

"That update, do you understand how the Marquis won?" A young man next to Chen Gengxin couldn't help but ask. His name was Ai Qing, who had a plump face with confusion.

"I don't know either. I feel like Mr. Hao lost unclearly!" Chen Gengxin also shook his head.

There were many like him, and they all said that before they could understand, Hao Ming's black army coach was captured alive.

"Hao lost!" Hao Ming said. He did not show his unwillingness after the failure, but gave people a relaxed feeling.

"Accept!" Ling Xin'an said calmly.

Bai Weng and others sitting next to Hao Ming had different expressions. They looked at Ling Xin'an and Hao Ming. To be honest, Ling Xin'an had done too well before. Hao Ming's formation could be said to be a perfect display.

What he had to do in a war, but he lost inexplicably.

"Master Hou, I wonder if I can clear up the doubts!" ​​A childish voice sounded from among the onlookers.

Ling Xin'an Xunyin looked around and saw that this was a young man with fine features and handsome appearance. His brows exuded a heroic spirit. He looked at Ling Xin'an without any timidity.

"Student Xun Minde has met Mr. Hou!" he saluted.

Ling Xin'an looked at him, with a flash of light in her eyes. The young man opposite him, about fourteen or fifteen years old, had a humble expression but could not hide his sharp edge.

Ling Xin'an smiled and said: "To capture the thief, capture the king first!"

As soon as he said this, everyone finally understood something.

Bai Weng said: "The Marquis used his weapons to show off ghosts. Mr. Hao was convinced that he lost. The Marquis won this round. I wonder which gentleman will challenge the Marquis next?"

"Tai Xiaoyuan is overestimating his abilities, please give me some advice!" Sitting next to Hao Ming was a man of similar age. Compared with Hao Ming, this man looked quite tough.

"Mr. Tai, you are polite. Apart from the end of the discussion between you and me, Ling seems to have no reason to refuse." Ling Xin'an said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Tai Xiaoyuan's face couldn't help but relax a little, and she smiled lightly and said: "Master Hou was joking. Tai also wants to learn from the scene just now!"

"Please!" Ling Xin'an stretched out her hand and said.

"Master Marquis, please!" Tai Xiaoyuan said.

Soon, the battlefield changed again, and a new one was prepared again, with the same number of people as before, each with 20,000 people.

This time it was Ling Xin'an's black army, Tai Xiao Yuanbai's army, and Ling Xin'an took the lead in arranging their troops.

Still the same, randomly forming ten square formations, and then sending out scouts.

Unlike Hao Ming, Tai Xiaoyuan does not have ten square matrices, but twelve, forming a ring that is interlocking. Even if Ling Xin'an breaks through, it will not be too simple.

Seeing this, Ling Xin'an frowned slightly. As long as one link of the ring was broken, it would be difficult to keep it, not to mention that the White Army would attack first.

Then, Tai Xiaoyuan did not choose to attack, but stayed put and waited for the black army to attack.

When ordering troops on the battlefield, if one side adopts a defensive policy, then the other side must attack, otherwise the battle will not continue.

Seeing this, Ling Xin'an pressed the air, and the army suddenly advanced. The opponent was on defense, so they had to attack. The black army turned into a torrent, like a giant dragon winding on the battlefield, and the entire terrain was changing.

Soon, Ling Xin'an's vanguard troops arrived at Tai Xiaoyuan's position. The two armies faced each other with momentum like dragons, but Ling Xin'an was not in a hurry to attack.

Seeing Ling Xin'an's arrival, Tai Xiaoyuan's formation suddenly changed, turned into a long sword, and rushed straight towards Ling Xin'an.

Obviously, the White/Army wanted to take advantage of the large number of people at home to directly crush the Black Army. The vanguard had a small number of people and occupied the right time and place.

Faced with this situation, the black army decisively chose to retreat without any delay, marching like water.

Naturally, the White Army also anticipated the Black Army's actions, so they did not pursue them from a distance. Instead, they stopped the leading troops and the two sides faced off from a distance.

At the same time, Ling Xin'an's follow-up troops continued to move forward, while the White Army marched slowly because the ring could not be broken. Once it was broken, Ling Xin'an's vanguard troops would choose to attack without hesitation.

Let this circle be destroyed.

At this time, the teachers and students who were watching suddenly discovered that Tai Xiaoyuan's movements were too slow, and his whole body was affected by his movements.

This seems to be a problem. If the black army rushes over at this time, there is no chance, right?

On the other hand, Ling Xin'an continued to direct the troops to advance, wave after wave. Soon, there were only a few hundred people left in the main tent position, firmly protecting the commander.

Tired army!

Looking at the black army coming in the dust, everyone couldn't help but think that on the other hand, the white army was waiting for work and was defending against attacks. It was not afraid of the black army at all. It only needed the white army to surround them and kill the black army without leaving a trace.

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While everyone was thinking, they saw that Ling Xin'an's nearly 20,000 troops had perfectly merged with the vanguard. They were still as casually arranged as before, with no formation visible, and their momentum was far inferior to that of the White Army.

"Attack!" The white army turned from defense to attack and took the lead, obviously wanting to take advantage of the black army's fatigue to take the lead.

The White Army's formation remained unchanged. The large force was divided into twelve formations in a circle and attacked the Black Army. Six formations were dispatched first. According to normal calculations, half of them were about 10,000 people.

Under Ling Xin'an's exhausted army, only part of the follow-up troops merged with the vanguard, and the real main force was still in the rear. Therefore, facing such a large number of White troops, all everyone could think of was to avoid their sharpness.

But they saw that the black army instantly turned into a sharp sword and stabbed towards the center of the white army. This scene caught everyone's eyes and showed a voice of surprise. Ling Xin'an's move was tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

Tai Xiaoyuan did not think that when Ling Xin'an faced off against Hao Ming, it was the same at the beginning. He first sacrificed some soldiers as bait, and then surrounded and killed the large army.

Therefore, Tai Xiaoyuan did not surround him, but instead mobilized three of the square formations. A triangular square formation appeared and thrust towards the sword, while the remaining three square formations formed another triangle and went away side by side.

Behind them, the remaining six square formations in the semicircle were pressing forward step by step, heading towards the main battlefield of both sides.

Seeing this, Ling Xin'an sent Fang Zheng again, turning into a sharp sword and heading towards the triangle formation.

The tip of a needle is facing each other to see who is stronger. This is what everyone thinks. As expected, as soon as the two sides come into contact, a fierce war breaks out. The triangle formation bursts out with powerful force, killing Ling Xin'an's soldiers and retreating. The two swords are messy, and even

There was a situation of disregarding the beginning and the end.

This scene fell in everyone's eyes. Remembering how confused Hao Mingbai was before, he was even more frightened when he saw Ling Xin'an like this. Tai Xiaoyuan was even more so because he could not and did not dare to make any mistakes.

In fact, no one knows that Ling Xin'an has not adopted a better method at this time. Bai/Jun's approach seems very conservative, but he is a scoundrel.

With twice the force, if the entire army attacks it at all costs, it is certainly possible, but this is a battlefield deployment, and the emphasis is on tactics.

What he can do now is to trade space for time, because his main force is still tired at this time. Facing an enemy with a hundred times more energy, it would be foolish for the tired force to break through head-on.

Fortunately, when the leading troops lost most of their combat strength, the main following troops were finally able to attack again. The black army spread out horizontally and turned into a torrent. Suddenly, a sweeping sandstorm appeared on the battlefield behind Ling Xin'an. This appearance,

Immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Celestial phenomenon?" Tai Xiaoyuan's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were dazzling. He did not expect that Ling Xin'an actually activated the celestial phenomenon.

Since there is terrain, the celestial phenomena can also be activated. As a commander, any situation can be used, except for using poison.

Dust was billowing from the sky, mixed with the sound of countless war horses roaring, as they advanced towards the White Army.

"Master Hou even activated the celestial phenomena. If he cannot annihilate 80% of the white army, he will lose!" Someone murmured to himself.

"Why do I feel that Mr. Hou is a little impulsive!" Someone said regretfully.

The battlefield was soon covered by a sandstorm, and only the sound of fighting could be heard from inside. Everyone saw that the number of casualties was rising, but there were more white troops, while there were only a few black troops.

"Sure, I fell into a trap!" Tai Xiaoyuan's face instantly turned pale and he stood up.

In the sandstorm, neither the black nor the black army could clearly see each other. In this kind of battle, the casualties were almost one to one. However, at this time, it was seen that when the black army suffered a certain amount of casualties, it almost stopped moving, while the white army/

The casualties of the White Army have been rising, which means that in the sandstorm, the number of Black Army was not large, while the White Army suffered more casualties due to the celestial phenomenon.

"Familiar recipe, familiar taste!" Zeng Haitang almost laughed out loud. They had rehearsed this scene before. That time, the gentleman used heavy snow and strong wind to directly wipe out them. This was what he used.

White flags and horses, the dead and injured are war horses, at least half of the horses are carrying white flags, blindfolded and ears, the cavalry in front is shouting, and then pulls the enemy into the sky together, wiping out the opponent's vitality.

Tai Xiaoyuan's mind began to become confused. It took a quarter of an hour to stop under the sky full of sand and dust. During this period, he could hardly make any movements because the rear of the sandstorm was Ling Xin'an's main force. He could not enter rashly.

, otherwise you will seek death.

A quarter of an hour passed by in a flash, but it seemed to Tai Xiaoyuan that a year had passed. Just when the sandstorm was about to pass and he was about to start preparing soldiers, the sound of neat and powerful war horses suddenly came from the sandstorm.

, countless heavily armored horses and infantry have appeared in the front, and are rushing towards the White Army in the rear to attack directly.
Chapter completed!