Chapter 177 Three-point Club is wearing armor (please give me a monthly ticket)
As the saying goes, Jingwei is clearly divided. Jingshui and Weishui are the two most important rivers on the Guanzhong Plain. Because of the source, the Weishui is clear and the Jingshui is turbid. In the Jingshui several miles north of the city, there is a sandbank with an area of about two miles. On the north and south sides of the sandbank, the Qin people built floating bridges, and even fence camps were built on the sandbank. This is a natural military camp.
On the wall of the city, Yang Ming and Wang Jian, who had already made a decision, stayed in the city, checked the surrounding city walls, and arranged city defenses according to actual conditions. The other person took his subordinates out from the west gate and took a detour toward the sandbank in the Jingshui River.
One part of the imperial guards entered the Shazhou camp one after another, while another part stayed in front of the floating bridge to form a formation. After all, if all the imperial guards entered the sand wall, the exit of the floating bridge was blocked by the enemy's heavy armored infantry, the fun would be great.
In another time and space, there is a so-called genius who wants to camp on the mountain. With the help of the terrain, he can use defense as an attack, and he can also launch an attack on the enemy at any time. His idea is completely in line with the art of war, which is indecisive.
But he calculated everything, but he only forgot his enemies. Forgot that his enemies might not be able to do what he expected.
The reality is that the enemy camped at the foot of the mountain, blocked the passage down the mountain, and did not attack, but just cut off the water source on the mountain. In this way, it turned a genius' idea into a ridiculous tragedy.
If Yang Ming brought all the guards into the sandbank, it is very likely that similar stories would be staged in this time and space.
"This is a good battlefield." Yang Ming stood in front of the floating bridge and looked at the gradually formed Zhao-Wei coalition military camp road in the distance.
"You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat, which is indeed an ideal place." Wang Ben, the son of Wang Jian, said on the side.
Yang Ming could have rejected Wang Jian's proposal. Wang Ben is a hostage to some extent, and Yang Ming didn't care. His safety is only in his own hands, so how could he feel relieved just because of a so-called "hostage".
However, after a little thought, Yang Ming chose to accept it. After all, letting the future Marquis of Wucheng Wang Jian be the deputy general under his command and let the future Marquis of Tongwu Wang Ben be the personal soldiers around him is really a comfortable thing to remember.
"Cabinets can also attack the city. When I was young, I traveled to Longxi and saw people from Rongdi attacking there. They galloped down the city with their soft bows, causing a large number of casualties to the soldiers guarding the city. They took the opportunity to attack the city, and even piled up soil to form mountains, thinking that it was used to attack the city." Wang Jian said.
"The people in the armored sect are too rogues. They are both first-class. You can only stay unbeaten. It is difficult to win. But what we want is victory, not unbeaten. Let me do it." Yang Ming was already urging him to move forward as he spoke.
"Pang Xuan is going to attack the city with cavalry." Wang Jian looked at the enemy troops coming from afar and said calmly.
"Zhu Hai?" Wang Ben's face was solemn when he heard this name. He was a man of extraordinary talent. Under the guidance of his father Wang Jian, although he was still far from Wang Jian in terms of military tactics, his martial arts skills were better than those of him. At the age of twenty-seven, he had already practiced his martial arts skills to the first-class level, reaching a level comparable to Wang Jian.
Meng Tian, who was teased by Yang Ming countless times because of his martial arts, thought of helplessly.
But even so, Wang Jian told him that among the generals who have cultivated their military skills to the first-class level, Zhu Hai, the leader of the Wei State's Armored Sect, was the extremely special one. His horizontal martial arts skills have reached the limit. Among the first-class level, he is an invincible existence, and at most he is only a draw with him.
"That's the person who rushed to the formation yesterday?" Zhu Hai, who was wearing leather armor and looked extremely alternative among the iron armor jungle, asked the people around him.
"Meng Tian, when did you become so reckless? Isn't the fight generals what we want to see? Wei Wuzun is a tough guy, and it's hard to fight directly, but it's not easy to bite." Yang Ming said.
In Yang Ming and others' sight, a majestic figure walked out of Wei Wuzhu's military formation. Looking at the other party's body that surpassed ordinary people, Yang Ming instantly thought of someone: Dian Qing.
In a time of orderly busyness, soldiers and civilians climbed the city wall with wooden escapes in their hands, and some archers were waiting for the battle behind.
"Zhongcheng, can this first formation last?" Wang Ben asked for a fight.
"I already wanted to meet this leader of the Pijia Sect for a while to see if it was his horizontal martial arts indestructible, or my body-protecting energy stronger. Moreover, speaking of this, I have a little bit of fun with the Pijia Sect," Yang Ming recalled.
"Dianqing is indeed magical." Wang Ben said.
"But in the end it depends on the person. According to my estimate, the one who will fight us tomorrow will be Zhu Hai and his Wei Wuzhang. This is not an easy bone to chew. Even if the guards are in front of them, they will break their teeth if they accidentally." Yang Ming said.
As the first arrow was nailed into the wooden sign erected on the city wall, the first arrow from the city wall shot a side cavalry, and the battle officially began.
Are you fighting generals in the last battle? It is also what Yang Ming wants to see, because with three thousand imperial guards against these five thousand Wei Wushangs, Yang Ming didn't feel that he could take the opponent. Even if he took it, the price he paid would be unbearable. If the imperial guards suffered too much casualties, how can he cooperate with the defenders in the city to restrain the enemy troops attacking the city?
As Yang Ming spoke, his eyes swept over Meng Tian, causing Meng Tian to subconsciously move his gaze away. He saw what Yang Ming meant: I am indeed a little weak in martial arts, but this is also a helpless thing? Not everyone is as perverted as you. Besides, since I was five years old, my grandfather told me that I could not become a general who charges.
There is a joint camp in the distance, silent, everything is ready, preparing for tomorrow's war.
"Yes, yesterday, the striker of the Zhao border cavalry was directly killed, and there was almost no enemy to join forces." The deputy general beside Zhu Hai said.
"That's because he didn't meet us." Zhu Hai sneered, his eyes turned to the battlefield. He had sufficient trust in Dian Qing. After all, Dian Qing was the only one among his disciples who was qualified to surpass him.
"General, don't be careless. The Zhao army's side cavalry is not weak." The deputy general hurriedly persuaded him.
"Then let's wait and see." Zhu Hai stroked the meteor hammer and said, "It was this hammer that killed Jin Bi, the general of Wei at that time.