This Tiger Wing Formation is said to have been created by Feng Hou, a general of the Yellow Emperor. Later in the Spring and Autumn Period, the strategist Gui Guzi studied and improved the "Feng Hou Eight Formations of War Map" and recorded the improved eight formations in "Gui Guzi"
middle.
This Tiger Wing Formation has subtle changes, especially the two wings that are extremely powerful. There is a saying in the art of war: "Encircle the enemy ten times." If you want to surround the enemy, you need at least ten times the number of troops, but the Tiger Wing Formation has subtle changes, coming and going vertically and horizontally.
In between, you can surround more with less.
When all the soldiers heard the order from the general, their expressions became stern, and they all held down their positions and changed their formations to charge.
General Jingguchi was frightened when he saw Jiangzuo's rebel army launching a counterattack so quickly, and he was busy directing the archers behind him to release arrows.
In the blink of an eye, arrows were like meteors, heading straight towards Jiang Zuo's army. The sound of the arrows hitting their shields was like rain hitting banana trees. But Jiang Zuo's army was not driven back at all. The shield soldiers charged with their shields, the wolf soldiers fought back, and the spear soldiers fought back.
There are archers following closely behind the shield soldiers.
Soldiers were waving and shouts of killing were everywhere.
Yan Zhuo swung the long sword in his hand, and an azure light suddenly appeared. He jumped to Wang Zhanjin's side just a few feet away. Hearing two sword sounds, "swish, swish", there were already two Japanese thieves with bleeding flowers on their chests.
, fell to the ground.
"Wang Zhanjin, you learned the nine styles of my Jiajie very well." After the battle, Yan Zhuo did not forget to tease Wang Zhanjin.
"What's yours? These are my nine postures of spreading my lapel!" Wang Zhanjin said with his sword across his chest, "Capture the thief first and capture the king first. Go and capture the leader of the Japanese robbers!"
General Jingguchi felt cold and sneezed twice in a row. He looked at the Jiang Zuo Army rushing towards the battle, and a chill could not help but run through his liver and gallbladder: This Jiang Zuo Army could launch a counterattack so quickly after being ambushed.
He is truly a master of tiger and wolf.
"Send the order, shrink and encircle!"
Jingkou gave an order, and the soldiers behind him hurriedly blew their whistles. In an instant, the Japanese ambush on the other side began to charge and kill Jiang Zuo's army.
Yan Zhuo's five thousand troops were suddenly surrounded by enemies from both sides.
"Mr. Zhao, don't panic, go and capture the king, I will deal with the ambush!"
Wang Zhanjin shouted like this, waved the long knife in his hand, and rushed towards the ambush on the other side.
"Brothers, follow me and charge. Anyone who stands in the way of Jiangzuo's army will be smashed to pieces. Kill them!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Jiang Zuo's army shouted in unison, their morale high and not damaged by the ambush.
Seeing Wang Zhanjin fighting back and forth, Yan Zhuo did not dare to hesitate, and used a move called "Three Steps to Catch the Cicada", passing by a group of Japanese soldiers and running towards the place where the whistle was blaring just now.
General Jingguchi saw a black helmet flashing among the enemy troops, approaching him. He snorted disdainfully and said: "Although Jiangzuo Army is a tiger and wolf army, their general is like a mad dog. How can one person defeat a hundred people?"
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As he said this, he waved his hand, and more than a hundred personal guards were already guarding him. These were the soldiers he had brought with him for hundreds of battles. With the Japanese sword in his hand, he beheaded dozens of people.
, just standing with the sword drawn is full of murderous intent.
Jingkou's slender eyes stared at Yan Zhuo, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
But the mocking look in his eyes immediately disappeared without a trace as Yan Zhuo charged into battle.
For a moment, the sword energy spread out like a rainbow, and the hundreds of guards guarding the entrance of the well fell to the ground one by one like waves splitting apart.
Jingkou was shocked, and his eyes bulged in shock. He wanted to wave his hand and give an order, but before he could raise his hand, his throat became mute.
"you you…"
Yan Zhuo stood in front of him with a long sword in his hand, and behind him were hundreds of Japanese guards who had fallen to the ground.
"You don't have to say anything. I know you're scared. I won't kill you yet. Come with me and let your soldiers retreat, and you can live."
Jingguchi's eyes widened and he didn't even blink. Until now, he still can't believe that someone can kill a hundred people with one sword: "You...this...is this my dream?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Zhuo's lips. He thrust the long sword forward in his hand and opened a wound on Jingkou's throat. He said coldly: "Does it hurt?"
Jingguchi's throat trembled and he nodded.
"Then give the order to retreat." Yan Zhuo said again.
Jingkou nodded again and said to the soldiers behind him: "Order, stop, stop."
Following the order from Jingguchi, the Japanese bandits were all stunned. They froze in place as they listened to the general's order. They did not understand why the general would suddenly give the order to stop.
Jingkou looked at Yan Zhuo, squeezed out a smile, and said: "General Jiangzuo, I ordered the stop. If you let me go, I will let you go to Lianjiang City. I guarantee that my 20,000 troops will not attack from behind. We Fusang
Samurai are the most honest!"
Yan Zhuo frowned, with a look of confusion on his face, and asked: "You are in my hands now. If you ask me to let you go, I will let you go. Is it because your sword is on my neck?"
Jingkou was stunned for a moment, then said fiercely: "I have 20,000 men, if you kill me, you will also be wiped out!"
"Twenty thousand people, you think I'm a three-year-old baby that's so easy to fool? This shows that you Fuso warriors are not honest, and I can't let you go."
Jingguchi's heart was filled with anger, and the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth were almost sticking up to the sky, turning into eyebrows. In his heart, he cursed the Jiangzuo people for being cunning, cunning and greedy, but he did not dare to show any expression on his face. Who let him
My life now is in someone else's hands.
Facts have proved that, no matter in ancient or modern times, at home or abroad, people will always do things beyond the bottom line in order to survive. No matter whether they were a gentleman, a butcher, a chaste woman, or a slut, the butcher's knife will make people pee and pee when they touch their necks.
"What do you want me to do?" Iguchi asked.
"Surrender." Yan Zhuo said only two words lightly.
Jingguo was startled, and the word "Ah" was still spoken in shock. Yanzhuo handed the shuriken forward again and asked: "What? You don't agree?"
"Answer...answer...I promise you I will kill Jiangzuo!" Jingguchi cursed like this. He tilted his head to avoid Yan Zhuo's long sword, pulled out the short knife from his waist, and was about to stab Yan Zhuo's heart.
His sword was as fast as lightning, and it couldn't be said that it was not fast.
But before he could drop the dagger, his head had already fallen to the ground.
The mouth of the well is like a very dynamic sculpture. Every part of the body has an unparalleled sense of power, but the only drawback is that it is missing a head!
Yan Zhuo raised the head of the well with the tip of his sword and shouted to the Japanese bandits around him: "Your general is dead. If you don't want to die, just put down your weapons and surrender!"
The Japanese thieves were stunned when they saw that General Jiang Zuo was holding the head of the well on his sword. They had no fighting spirit and were either captured by Jiang Zuo's army or fled in all directions.
Yan Zhuo did not give any orders to stop them, but only checked the prisoners, comforted the casualties of his subordinates, and took care of all the dead and injured brothers before escorting the prisoners and continuing towards Lianjiang City.
In this battle, Yan Zhuo's 5,000 men and horses suffered more than 300 casualties, which was considered a considerable loss. On the Japanese side, the general died in the battle, thousands were captured, hundreds of casualties, and countless people escaped.
Wang Zhanjin came to Yan Zhuo's side, yawned and said, "How is it? Did you thank me for saving your life just now?"
"Oh, I have to thank you. If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten it. If you had warned me, I wouldn't have fallen off my horse! Thank you so much!"
Wang Zhanjin twitched his mouth and stared. He didn't expect Yan Zhuo to be such a rogue, so he hurriedly said: "Oh, people say that masters in the world can detect the enemy's murderous intention from a hundred miles away. How come it's so far away?"
Haven't you smelled murderous aura recently? Your martial arts skills are not good in the world."
Hearing what Wang Zhanjin said, Yan Zhuo became curious as to how Wang Zhanjin could tell there was a trap on the ground.
"Hey, how did you know there were traps on this road?"
Wang Zhanjin had a proud smile on his face, clasped his nails and said: "Yan Zhuo, you also have to ask me for advice one day. Hey, I won't tell you, this is a secret that must not be leaked. Wait until you teach me some martial arts, and I will tell you.
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Seeing that he looked like a villain, Yan Zhuo snorted coldly and said, "If you don't tell me, I still don't want to hear it!" After saying that, he turned around and stopped looking at Wang Zhanjin.
Ordinarily, with Yan Zhuo's internal strength cultivation, his five senses are already extremely sharp. If he hadn't just galloped wildly and felt uneasy, he would never have been able to feel the murderous aura in the forest.
"Alas, this character of mind still needs to be tempered." Yan Zhuo looked at the getting dark sky, guarded his Dantian with Qi, and silently recited the mantra to purify the heart, supplemented by the method of breathing in and out, and soon his chest felt happy.
Wang Zhanjin saw that Yan Zhuo remained silent, and after a while his expression became cheerful again. He felt depressed and asked Yan Zhuo again: "Hey, Mr. Zhao, you said that if we go back, the Japanese bandit army is besieging the company."
What can Jiangcheng do?"
Yan Zhuo glanced at Wang Zhanjin: "What should we do? We should cooperate with each other from the inside and outside, and then surround and attack."
"Five thousand people, against an army of tens of thousands of Japanese pirates? Who is surrounding whom?"
