He came here to fight against the bandits with full confidence from the beginning to the end.
Even though the opponent had unexpected performances one after another, such as the excellent shooting skills of the archers and the ability of the thieves and bandit soldiers to resist the Kaiyang army, it made him change his original strategic plan many times.
But in Wang Ling's heart, he always had a firm belief in victory.
One is because our side has an absolute military advantage, and the other is the dismal record of the Yellow Turban bandits over the years.
But the most important thing is that the divine sword sounded before coming here.
This sword, which is regarded as a treasure by the Langya Wang family, is not a sacred object that can be possessed by the descendants of Wang Ling and others.
If no one in this generation is good at military affairs...
If he hadn't won the favor of the previous county governor by virtue of his outstanding performance in the army and was appointed as Langya County Lieutenant...
Wang Ling was not even qualified to know the existence of this sword.
I still remember what the current head of the family said when he handed over this place to him when he left Langya County that day:
"This sword cuts through gold and jade, its sharpness is unparalleled, and it is even more magical. If it chirps before engaging in battle, it is the sound of victory."
"If it sounds during a battle, it is a warning sound."
"The war is fierce and dangerous. I give this sword to you. I hope you can use it well."
The theory of yin and yang, ghosts and gods has always been spread among the people, and is often seen in various military books. Even when Ban Gu wrote the "Book of Han", he divided military strategists into four types:
That is, the master of military power and strategy, the master of military situation, the master of military yin and yang, and the master of military skill.
Wang Ling was well-read in military literature, and although he was not good at it, he knew famous generals from the past. He even used the changes in clouds, winds, and ups and downs of the sky and landforms to determine the strength of the enemy and ourselves, and to predict victory or defeat. This was originally because he had this idea of "taking advantage of the victory thousands of miles and concealing the sword".
Great expectations.
After obtaining this sword, Wang Ling fought in dozens of battles, large and small, and knew that its sharpness was indeed worthy of unparalleled evaluation. It made him invincible no matter how many enemies were there, strong or weak, and he won successive battles, and his personal bravery became even more famous.
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But there is a fly in the ointment. The so-called miracle, whether it is the sound of success or the sound of warning, has never appeared.
Until it finally appeared today, Wang Ling was ecstatic and became more ambitious!
With this sword in my hand, it is no longer difficult for me to conquer the world and gallop on the battlefield, like Han Xin of Huaiyin and the Overlord of Western Chu.
Unexpectedly...
Looking at the sword that he has cherished like his life for many years and never left it day and night, now it has fallen into the hands of a bandit, and he keeps screaming with joy...
Wang Ling's hands and feet were cold, his mind was blank, and he was at a loss.
At this time, Wang Zheng's voice sounded like it was far away in the sky, vague and inaudible: "Hey, what's the name of this sword?"
"Riding the victory thousands of miles away..." Wang Ling murmured to himself.
God conquers thousands of miles?
"Is your name so long?" Wang Zheng chuckled, stared at the sword in his hand, and complained: "This is not only awkward to pronounce, but also lacks style."
As if he heard the disgust in Wang Zheng's words, the long sword made another clear sound, which seemed to be quite aggrieved.
"Famous swords usually have two words, and once you hear it, you can tell that it has an extraordinary origin!"
"What generals are Mo Xie, Xuanyuan Tai'a, etc." Wang Zheng continued: "It seems that I have to give you a new name."
While he was chattering, he heard another shrill cry, full of despair.
"That's my Shensheng Wanlifu!"
"The thief is coming again!"
Looking at Wang Ling, who was charging towards him like a mad tiger, Wang Zheng snorted coldly.
Originally, I was full of anger towards this person before, but robbing... doesn't count as robbing, it's because the sword has an order to choose the master!
No matter what, Wang Zheng, who had gained a huge advantage, had given up his murderous intention. He originally planned to surrender to the enemy after defeating the army...
After all, the opponent's sword has been taken away, and it would be a bit too much to kill them all.
But if you want to die yourself, you can't blame me!
He flicked his wrist, and just as he was about to throw out the green light and kill him, he saw that Wang Ling's personal guard at the side finally woke up and quickly stopped his own county lieutenant.
Although they were stunned for a moment by the mysterious scene before, they came back to their senses at this time.
The leader of the thieves was so brave that he had witnessed it with his own eyes before, and now that he had the help of the divine sword, how could he let the county lieutenant fight him alone?
Isn’t that sending someone to death?
"Surround and kill this beast immediately and take back the captain's sword!"
A guard leader looked like he was shouting at the soldiers to come forward, trying to bully the few with more people.
But at this moment, the earth suddenly shook.
The two armies on the field looked out at the same time. Behind the official army, at the end of the line of sight, first a few figures of cavalry appeared, and then thousands of cavalry seemed to appear suddenly.
The sound of hooves was like thunder, and they were rushing towards us with unstoppable force.
Seeing Wu Sheng riding his horse in front, Wang Zheng smiled and said secretly:
Came just in time!
.......
"The thieves actually have so many cavalry in ambush!"
Seeing this scene, the soldiers who had spoken to Wang Lingjian before were dumbfounded and despaired.
And when he looked into the distance again and saw countless black spots emerging from the direction of Moutaizhuang not far away, the soldiers sighed secretly, knowing that the situation was over.
It's over...the reinforcements turned out to be more than just a thousand cavalry...
When he was at Moutaizhuang earlier, the biggest reason why Wang Ling dared to lead his army to catch up without any scruples was based on the information brought by the Linyi Prefecture's cavalry - the bandit army only had a thousand people at most.
It's not like Wang Ling never thought that the thief might hide his strength.
But even if the number of Yellow Turban bandits doubled or tripled to two or three thousand, it would be impossible for them to threaten the five thousand officers and soldiers.
Who would have thought that there are really more than 3,000 thieves...
Who could have imagined that the thieves, no matter whether they are leaders or soldiers, have such outstanding combat prowess.
The key is, there are cavalry!
Countless unexpected events, and now under attack from both front and rear, put this 5,000 Kaiyang army into a desperate situation!
Seeing Wang Ling being escorted back to the central army by other soldiers, his face was in despair. His red eyes were fixed on the direction of Wang Zheng, and the soldiers were speechless.
At a critical moment, if the general is like this, what can I say?
While he had no choice but to take the initiative, he organized the somewhat distracted Kaiyang Lords to reorganize their camp to prepare for the enemy, while thinking hard.
Three thousand bandits, one thousand cavalry...
We can't defeat him by fighting, so for now, we have to withdraw!
So, which side should we evacuate from?
The cavalry of the rebel army must be an elite main force. Now that they are attacking from the rear, there is no need to think about turning back.
I can only go to Linyi!
"Uncle Zhang!"
He called his young master's cronies and ordered: "Bring five hundred of your own men to block the bandit army behind and give my army half an hour to evacuate!"
During this period, the remaining Kaiyang Army will try their best to break out from Wang Zheng's side at any cost.
After all, there are two thousand people behind and a thousand people here. You can tell who is strong and weak at a glance.
Already trapped in a tight siege, it would be more difficult for them to disperse and escape, or to turn around and fight back to Kaiyang. The only way to survive was to break through the interception of the bandits from the front and escape southward into Linyi Fucheng through a bloody road.
, join the defenders!
Otherwise, they have no choice now!
"Half an hour..."
Zhang Dubo can be regarded as Wang Ling's first confidant after he came to Kaiyang. In terms of trust, he may be even more trustworthy than the personal guards who followed him from the Langya Wang family. The friendship is naturally very close.
He was willing to cut off the rear, but facing a thousand cavalry and two thousand bandits in total, he was really not sure that he could do so.
But Zhang Dubo also knew that now was the time for the survival of these five thousand Kaiyang troops.
This job was of great importance and he had to take it.
In the end, Zhang Dubo let out a long sigh and just said: "It's no shame to die serving the country!"
"I'll try my best!"
"Please!" The personal guard also knew that this requirement was too harsh, so he assigned most of the infantry archers to him. This way, he could kill the rebels behind him for a few rounds before they got close.
Just as Zhang Dubo's men began to turn around and prepare to fight, Wang Ling's personal guards also gathered the most elite forces under his command and broke out!
"Rush over and live!"
"Those who hesitate and back off are seeking death!"
"Kill! Kill the thief!"
The straightforward words and simple truth made everyone in the besieged Kaiyang army look ferocious, and their morale once again exploded.
Under the personal leadership of several officers and soldiers, they launched a fierce attack with loud killing cries.
"Fight out, join the brothers in Linyi, and come back to kill the thieves!"
"Let this group of thieves see how powerful our Xuzhou men, the descendants of the Overlord, are!"
The struggle between trapped beasts in a desperate situation was indeed extraordinary. For a time, even the Heavenly Army was almost dispersed, and dozens of people were killed or injured in a wave of offensives.
Everyone briefly saw hope!
Unexpectedly, a soft drink sounded.
"If this can help you break through, why should I rebel?"
Wang Zheng waved his hand with a defiant expression: "Follow me!"
After giving the order, the Heavenly Army immediately followed their leader's figure like crazy and rushed to the fiercest part of the battle line.
Extraordinary power and unparalleled magic weapons, the combined power of the two will be displayed to the public in the next moment.
A ray of white light circled back and forth in the Kaiyang Army Formation like a dragon, and wherever it went, there were countless splashing blocks.
Anything, no matter flesh and blood, metal or iron, that comes close to the royal government will be crushed to pieces!
The Kaiyang Army Formation, which had just seen the light of day, was full of morale and had condensed into an formation, but was killed so hard that it almost collapsed in an instant!
Seeing Wang Zheng's invincible power like a god, the Heavenly Army was excited and cheered in unison: "General Heavenly Lord!"
The cry was as loud as the roar of a mountain and a tsunami.
"kill!"
Wang Zheng shouted loudly again. He had just obtained the magic weapon and was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He ran wildly directly into the Kaiyang Army's formation.
The Divine Sword kept vibrating at the same time, and as the green light flashed, everything in front of him, whether weapons, armor or flesh and blood, was as thin as cicada wings, as weak as paper, and all were vulnerable to a single blow.
Wang Zhengsha's nature was rising, and he kept marching forward, and the road was smooth and rent-free.
Wherever he went, there was a bloody storm, with broken limbs and weapons paving a bright red path on the ground, and countless screams became the accompaniment of his footsteps.
When Wang Zheng regained consciousness again, the face in front of him had become the most familiar one.
"General."
Wu Sheng looked at him, his mouth wide open, his face full of admiration.