While the mature and prudent soldier was still thinking to himself, Captain Kaiyang felt that he was in control of the overall situation, and he saw clearly that the thief Kou Xu was in trouble.
"The thieves didn't know that my army had arrived. This is truly a God-sent opportunity!"
At this time, Wang Ling's eyes were full of surging fighting spirit. He looked around the people in the tent and said loudly: "At this time, if the army is chasing from behind and attacking from behind, we can complete the victory in one battle!"
Seeing the generals nodding, he smiled proudly, stood up, and shouted loudly: "Pass the message to our army..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the guard on the side suddenly interrupted his words: "Young Master, wait a minute!"
"Um?"
This guy is getting more and more unruly!
Wang Ling had been fed up with this guy who had followed him from Wang's family for a long time. When he saw him speaking without permission, his expression changed even more with dismay, and he looked at him with unkind eyes.
In the eyes of the guards, who looked like this, they also secretly complained, and quickly explained: "I am powerless, please forgive me, Captain."
"It's just the captain. The thief left Mouzhuang on the front foot. When our army arrived here, we happened to hear that the thief had just left Mouzhuang on the back foot. Isn't it a coincidence?"
"Furthermore, a villager in a mountain village dared to reject two groups of officers and soldiers. This move is unreasonable."
"Soldiers who, deception also."
"When two armies are fighting, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will have a good chance of winning. But if the enemy is deceived by thieves, you must not be careless."
After saying these words, Wang Ling's expression softened a lot.
He is just impulsive, but not stupid.
"Well, what you said is quite reasonable." After thinking for a moment, Wang Ling nodded, agreeing with the guard's concerns.
"Then what should it be between you?"
"Captain Lieutenant, why don't you go to Moutai Village again from the end?" the guard suggested, "How about we wait until everything is clear before we make a decision?"
this...
Wang Ling pondered for a moment, hesitating on his face.
The advice of the personal guard is not unreasonable, and it is considered mature and sound, but... if he waits for him to go to Moutai again and again, it will take time for another cup of tea.
Did you miss the fighter jet you discovered...?
"Colonel Captain..."
The guards who were familiar with his character knew clearly as soon as they saw his face, and they quickly warned again: "This group of yellow scarf bandits can capture Linzi, and even come to our Xuzhou from Qingzhou silently, and even reach the present hinterland of Langya, which is very unusual.
They are comparable to thieves, their plans are not small, and they are even more cunning, so don't be careless."
When Linzi was mentioned, Wang Zheng's expression changed, and he finally nodded reluctantly: "Okay, then it's up to you..."
But at this moment, a clear and clear sound suddenly sounded from inside the tent.
"Zheng──"
The sound was sharp and urgent, and in the ears of everyone in the tent, it was like pieces of Kunshan jade, dragons chanting and phoenixes weeping, vaguely filled with wanton joy.
what's the situation?
Everyone followed the sound in surprise, only to see that it was a long sword still in a sheath on the captain's waist. At this moment, there was no wind.
While the others were dumbfounded and didn't know why, Wang Ling and his bodyguards, who spoke out about the Langya Wang family, were shocked at the same time.
It turns out that the owner of the house was not lying...
It was the first time in so many years that Wang Ling heard the sound of a sword. When he recalled what he had heard, endless surprise appeared on his face, and he burst out laughing.
The guard on the other side, who also knew the origin of the sword, sighed secretly.
Alas...what I said before is all in vain.
The next moment, there was another "clang" sound.
But he saw that Wang Ling had drawn the sword out of its sheath.
During the day, the tent was already extremely bright, but at the moment when the sharp blade appeared, everyone suddenly felt blinding, blinding, and frightened.
The bright sunlight that filled the hall seemed to be absorbed by that magical sword at this moment.
With a flick of Wang Ling's wrist, a stunning green rainbow rippled out.
Everyone was dazzled for a while before they saw its true appearance.
It was a three-foot-six-inch long sword.
The material is neither gold nor iron, but looks like jade or stone. There are five seal scripts engraved on the ancient sword, which has a vague charm, but it is unclear what is written on it.
With a look of care, Wang Ling put his palm flat against the blade of the sword and slowly wiped it until he reached the sharp point at the end. He pointed his fingers, followed by another clear sound and a long chant:
"Riding the victory thousands of miles away..."
"As the battle is about to begin, this sword sings on its own, which is a great good!"
"This is to show that whatever I attack will be submissive, whatever I fight will be victorious, my flag will point forward and it will fall down, and my sword will point straight at the owl's head!"
"Young Master..." The guard couldn't help but want to make one last effort: "I'd better think twice..."
"No need to say more!"
This time, Wang Ling turned a deaf ear. It seemed that the appearance of the divine sword gave him endless confidence and courage.
He shouted:
"Pass my military order, and the army will immediately drop all their baggage, bring only some dry food, and march forward with all their light equipment!"
"promise!"
.....
It can only be said that Wang Ling still has some ability in running the army.
Although the day and night travel in the past few days caused many nobles to complain and complain, when he really launched an army, the entire army moved very quickly without any negative signs.
Of course, it may also be because he knows that the Yellow Turban bandits are just ahead, and his eagerness to make contributions suppresses the fatigue all over his body...
At the same time as the army was rising, Wang Ling also made arrangements, asking the sentries to expand the scope of detection. They must focus on hiding traces and not let the thieves discover the truth about the approaching officers and soldiers in advance, so as to complete the effect of the surprise attack.
And under the diligent search of the Sentinel Cavalry, news came back not long after.
After hearing the location of the bandits at this time, Wang Ling became even more proud and happy.
My decision was indeed the right one!
Five or six miles away...the thief didn't have time to get far!
However, the number of bandit troops detected by the Sentinel Cavalry seemed to be much greater than what the villagers of Moutaizhuang said.
More than a few hundred people...about a thousand people.
After hearing this, Wang Ling felt that it was normal, and even the guards who were listening attentively didn't think there was anything wrong.
Yes, it is only reasonable that there are countless villagers.
If the number mentioned is accurate...Wang Ling would be as worried as his own bodyguard.
Now that he had caught up with the thief, who happened to be resting where he was, Wang Ling thought about it and ordered the troops to slow down again.
Not only to restore physical strength and recharge, but also to hide the traces again.
...
Just as Kaiyang's army accelerated towards the west, countless "villagers" in Moutaizhuang began to take off their disguises, once again put on their armor, carried swords, and carried bows and spears on their backs.
They began to form formations and assemble, ready to rush out of the village at any time and cut off all the retreat routes of the Kaiyang Army.
The young man who had talked to the sentry before was now sitting in the village chief's relatively high thatched hut, lazily holding up the armrest to block the sun, while looking at the officers and soldiers in the distance, smiling happily.
At the same time, he licked his lips.
Why are these turtles running so slowly?
This major can't wait!
………
"Don't use all your strength."
Looking at the officers and soldiers emerging from the front and slowly approaching with a solemn and murderous intent, Wang Zheng was able to mutter a few words calmly.
Of course, these words were not spoken to his own soldiers, but he was just murmuring to himself.
When attacking Linyi, it was the second-level soldiers of the Tianzhu camp, and there were more people than fewer people. In order to deceive the enemy, Wang Zheng could naturally order the soldiers to exercise restraint, so as not to reveal their true combat power and completely scare the opponent.
Things are completely different now...
After all, the Tiangang Army is only the first level, and its current number is even worse. If we let it retain its strength, wouldn't it be considered too many system soldiers?
But when his heavenly army soldiers faced an army of more than 5,000 people coming to kill them, none of them showed any fear, but instead were full of fighting spirit.
Since the uprising, they have been invincible, and the self-confidence and momentum of this army have reached an uncontrollable level.
As Wang Zheng fiercely slashed his hand, a thousand people from Tiangang's army gathered at the same time and formed an array.
That's not quite right...
Seeing the thief's reaction from a distance, the bodyguard who had repeatedly advised him before felt a tremor in his heart.
Then the central general is the bandit commander...
Facing a surprise attack, with an army several times larger than his own, he seemed vaguely not panicked at all, but looked prepared?
And these soldiers...
This cheerful look...
Wang Ling was also stunned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. Seeing the distance between the two counties getting closer and closer, he remembered the previous warnings of his personal guards, and the alarm bell rang in his heart, and he suddenly shouted:
"All troops stop!"
"Change the Number Formation to the Xuanxiang Formation!"