I had a cold and dizzy yesterday and was always floating when I walked, so I didn’t have a code. Today I’m much better.

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The black shadows buzzed and broke through the wind, dragging out beautiful tracks, like pouring rain and dark clouds, tilting each other on the outside of the city.

The Dongwu Army at the top of the city can withstand some of the city walls, while the Batian Army under the city can only bite the bullet and advance forward with attacks such as crossbow arrows.

Crossbow arrows shot suddenly from the top of the city, forming a rainstorm that was pouring down, as if they were about to submerge everyone. Hundreds of crossbow arrows brought blood and screams in waves.

"The war soldiers are born to be attacking!"

Tan Zhui looked calm and said to his son: "If you have no choice, you should try to put yourself in an offensive state."

This sentence has been heard by Tan Weiran and read in books. It is a very famous sentence for a generation of military gods in military strategists many years ago. It can be said that it highly summarizes the strongest points of war soldiers in one sentence, and is regarded as the standard by later generations.

In fact, this sentence is only half a sentence, and the remaining second half has been cut off, and no word has been passed down, and it is rarely known today. Until later, various secret treasured books were lost in the chaotic times.

Tan Weiran was slightly stunned and couldn't help but talk to himself softly, adding the complete words of a generation of military gods to the book: "The war soldiers are born to be attacking. However, there will be changes in offense and defense."

Although these words were light, they were shocked to the ears of Tan Zhui and others. Tan Zhui and others, who were skilled in war, could vaguely chew the deep meaning that appeared in them. Unfortunately, Tan Zhui and others had no time to think deeply, and were shocked by the work of the Ba Tian Army.

The dust rolled in the distance, like a magnificent earth dragon. Looking from the city, the Domineering Army was wrapped in the golden light under the bright sun. It appeared all over the mountains and fields, and took sensational steps and advanced forward at a rapid speed.

With a brief look, experienced people such as Tan Zhui can judge the approximate reinforcement number of the Ba Tian Army at a glance, which is definitely no less than 5,000.

"Are Ba Shanfeng crazy?"

Everyone was shocked. They looked at each other in a glance, unable to understand. The Domineering King's move was simply too incomprehensible.

Especially when we chase the peace talks, we know more and more clearly than others. Ba Shanfeng’s best choice at this time is not to launch a fierce attack, but to maintain the situation and spend time waiting for a result.

Wait! Wait for the success or failure of the interception.

This is the most stable decision for Ba Shanfeng to win. It is inevitable that the Dongwu Army’s medicine cannot be supplemented. The morale is sluggish and visible to the naked eye. Just wait and add a certain offensive.

However, the Batian Army unexpectedly took a stance of not being afraid of losses and launched a fierce attack!

The majestic offensive was like waves of sea waves, and the pressure on the Dongwu Army was getting stronger. Not to mention Tan Zhui and others, even Tan Weiran could see it. He pursed his lips and said nothing, turned around and looked at his father, and couldn't help but feel excited and smile in his heart.

I was still racking my brains to think about what to do to make this battle a decisive battle and even make a contribution to one battle.

After all, the Dongwu Army has low morale and obviously lacks active aggression. Even if we talk about chasing and arousing morale and launching a large-scale offensive to seek a decisive battle, it is only one-sided. The opponent's Batian Army will most likely not cooperate with the fight.

The same thing is still said. If the Batian Army only needs to fight and wait, they can win, and Ba Shanfeng will definitely not face the challenge.

Unexpectedly, Ba Shanfeng cooperated so closely and immediately launched a larger-scale offensive.

It’s such a good person to think about what others think and worry about what others are anxious about!

Why did Tan Weiran feel embarrassed to be unhappy and didn’t laugh out loud on the spot, and he was already very restrained.

Not to mention others, even Tang Xinyun couldn't help laughing. She knew Xu Ruosu's tape. Seeing the reinforcements of the Batian Army increased its offensive, she immediately thought of it. She couldn't help but laugh and patted the junior brother: "This Batian King is really not an ordinary cooperation. The youngest, it seems that Ba Shanfeng doesn't seem to be very smart. How could he have been in a stalemate with your father for so many years..."

As soon as these words were finished, some of the civil servants and generals who heard the side had bad eyes.

Tan Weiran hurriedly pulled Tang Xinyun aside. He didn't care about the suspicion that Tan Zhui was in his senior sister's words. He knew that the senior sister was the same: "My senior sister, next time you talk bad things, don't say it in front of someone's subordinates. Otherwise, you will be embarrassed and others will be even more embarrassed."

In fact, the embarrassing thing is small, the key is to cause trouble. There are many people who are so frustrated by such lawsuits that are caused by words.

Tang Xinyun was a little discouraged. She wasn't really disrespectful, she was just curious. Tan Weiran smiled and saw that Tan Zhui was gathering the civilian generals to explain, so he walked away from Tang Xinyun and asked in a low voice: "Senior sister, do you think my father has the ability to compete for the world?"

Tang Xinyun widened her bright eyes. She was just like Tan Weiran, so how could she know?

The orders were conveyed from Tan Zhui's mouth, and a large number of soldiers with obviously low morale were gathering. The generals were all under the command of the soldiers to prepare for the battle, and the civil servants were also solemn and prepared for the momentum.

The generals are exclusively governed by the war soldiers, and civil servants do not go to the battlefield in normal times. If necessary, they can also participate in the war as powerful individuals.

Never underestimate literati. Although the power of a chicken is used to describe literati, it is not abnormal, but because it is a literati that ordinary people can contact. On the contrary, literati are purely an identity sign, and whether they are strong people or people in the realm of trouble, they can be literati.

There are many literati as powerful as Lu Dongli, even more powerful.

Tan Zhuang was confident and confident, Tan Weiran took his eyes back. He could see that although many subordinates were not reliable and were not loyal, his father Tan Zhuang still established a certain degree of prestige in the eyes of everyone.

This is not easy.

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Puff! Puff! Puff!

In the battle formation between the two armies, there were waves of sound, waves of afterimages, and even violent air fluctuations.

Countless offensive and defensive equipment are being launched, and we are reaping each other's lives. At the same time, many powerful people are also shuttled into the battle formation, trying to reconnaissance, kill enemies, defend, advance, cover and other tasks on the battlefield.

The cooperation between war soldiers and monks is dazzling. If you don’t have qualified military talents, you can’t even understand what happened, let alone countermeasures!

If you think that it is definitely a monk who cooperates with the war soldiers on the battlefield, you are a big mistake.

The cooperation on the battlefield is very complicated. There are warriors, monks, and even tools, which are absolutely varied and devastated. People who lack military talents may not be qualified even as commanders.

Countless warriors fell down in the battle with each other, and blood flowed together, forming shocking streams.

The firepower at the top of the city gradually increased, and the losses under the city gradually increased. Seeing the group of wounded soldiers dyed with blood retreated, some were nailed to death by crossbow arrows when they retreated halfway, while others were simply killed by the Lingyou strong men who flexibly shuttled over the battlefield.

Ba Shanfeng's eyebrows slightly moved a few times, stared at the city wall coldly, waved his hand and ordered the war soldiers to continue to be sent. The name Tan Weiran was repeatedly recited in his mouth until it was chewed: "Hmph, you are dead!"

Decades ago, Tan Zhui and Ba Shanfeng were a local strong man. He was a general under the command of the princes. Their conditions were different, Tan Zhui and Ba Shanfeng took completely different paths.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s good or bad, it’s only suitable or not.

Apart from the semi-separatist forces, Tanzhai's actual control territory is not as big as Ba Shanfeng's. Ba Shanfeng is notorious for his brutality, but has realized the central system, regardless of human and financial resources, it is worse than Tanzhai.

Before the war, at its peak in the Eastern Wu Army, there were more than 70,000 third-level combat soldiers and more than 3,000 fourth-level combat soldiers.

Before the battle, the Batian Army had 110,000 third-level combat soldiers and 4,000 fourth-level combat soldiers.

However, there is no need to miss a little. The difference in reputation makes civil servants and monks prefer Tan Zhui. In terms of the number of monks such as the Lingyou Realm of the True Realm, they are slightly better than Ba ​​Shanfeng.

Although it is well known that war soldiers are expensive, the most important thing is to waste time. But Ba Shanfeng doesn't care at all, he can afford to sacrifice his third-level war soldiers.

As long as Tan Weiran can be killed, it is best to catch Tan Weiran and let him break up the body with his own hands. No matter how big the sacrifice is, it is worth it.

When another group of war soldiers were put on the city, the scale of the battlefield was immediately expanded again.

Finally, someone politely objected: "Your Majesty, there may be something wrong with this matter."

"What's wrong?" The King of Domineering looked back coldly, his eyes touching the other party, and he immediately eased.

The opponent is a man in Confucian clothes. From his appearance, it can be seen that he must be a romantic figure when he was young: "Your Majesty only needs to wait for news from Liu Yue and the others, rather than rushing to attack immediately."

Before the King of Domineering spoke, the man smiled and said, "I know that you want to avenge your son, of course, but it's too unnecessary to pay too much for this. No matter how capable Tan Weiran is, he will always be a small person. He will never finish his eggs when he collapses his nest. As long as he is frustrated, Tan Weiran will naturally be in the bag. At that time, it's better to peel it, and it's not a problem to use it to stew the soup."

Wait? When will you wait?

It’s not that Ba Shanfeng didn’t know these reasons, but the enemy who killed his son was in the city, and anger called revenge pushed him even more impatiently.

It was Tan Weiran who killed his son Ba Hongtu. He wanted to tear Tan Weiran this to avenge his son.

He had a large number of third-level warriors, and he was not afraid of sacrificing some of them. He also wanted to make a contribution to one battle and resolve the two difficult and powerful enemies Tan Zhui and Xu Ruosu at one time. Taking advantage of the chaos and low morale of the Dongwu Army, it was a rare opportunity to completely defeat the couple.

Ba Shanfeng looked at the battlefield coldly and roared again to order the increase in troops.

A batch of reinforcements gradually filled the battlefields under the city and at the city. Other city walls and gates were opened into new battlefields, and more and more soldiers were thrown on the battlefield to fight.

From the time when the sun shines brightly to the setting sun, in just two or three hours, there were no less than 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers fighting fiercely, blood, corpses, sword energy, sword energy and residual limbs flying together.

Looking down from the sky, tens of thousands of Eastern Wu troops were like black ants, covering the sky and in an offensive and defensive manner distributed in the city. In the southwest and west positions that were in contact with the 20,000 to 30,000 domineering troops, it was like a wall composed of black ants resisting the crazy impact of the golden tide.

Tens of thousands of people were fighting under everyone's noses, making loud shouts, roars, and sword energy breaking through the air. These scenes were magnificent and magnificent.

The two sides were fiercely entangled and fought cruelly, reluctantly maintaining the more cruel street battles in the city.

Dozens of war generals and monks surrounded Ba Shanfeng, staring at the battlefield with nervous expressions.

Who will take the lead?

Ba Shanfeng turned around suddenly, his eyes falling on the faces of the previous opponents: "Jiang Chengyu, it's time for you Tianji Camp to take action." (To be continued. Mobile phone users please read.)
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