Leng Yuntian felt uneasy, and he immediately asked the second scout team to rush back to the river beach to report the abnormal situation to Jiang Shijia. Then he led the other scout teams toward Liangjiang Town, hoping to get closer to the main gate of Liangjiang Town and see if there were anyone he knew among the rebels.

However, the rebel archers gathered together, and under the command of the leader, they shot arrows all over the sky, and some rebel infantry also rushed towards the scouts.

Leng Yuntian dared not take risks, so he immediately led the team to retreat.

At this time, the Qiang leader standing in front of the rebel army said to a normal-dressed Qiang guard beside him: "Father, although the enemy's scout was forced to retreat, he did not stay away. Do you want to send troops to drive them away completely?"

"I told you that the captain of the scout team of the Martial Arts Division is Leng Yuntian of the Hanshan Sect. He will not be scared away easily. Don't waste your energy. Even if they are watching from the side, they will not be able to discover our plan." The person who spoke was Miao Wuhen, the head of the Iron Sword Sect. However, at this moment, he was dressed in a Qiang man. Not only did he show his legs, barefoot, but he also shaved his beard, tied up big earrings, and wrapped a thick cloth scarf on his head. He was a teenager younger. If he didn't get close, he wouldn't tell that this was the former famous and wealthy Iron Sword Sect leader.

"Father, thanks to your preparations, otherwise I really wouldn't have expected that the Great Zhou army would let those Jianghu people take the lead first!" The leader of the Qiang people looked down at Jiang'an and said with admiration.

"I didn't expect the Great Zhou army to attack like this, nor did I expect them to land so quickly and in such a good view. I just developed the habit of keeping hands on anything." Miao Wuhen was not satisfied, but said with a serious expression: "Although I don't know if your brother pretended to be me before, he could really confuse the spies in the military commander of the military commander, what I am most worried about now is whether he can lead the reinforcements from Leqiang City in time!"

"Brother Haojie will definitely do his best to lead the army!" The Qiang leader responded confidently, but then expressed his concerns: "But can Zhao Chen arrive at Leqiang City in time?"

"Zhao Chen is the best light skills besides me." Miao Wuhen frowned and reminded: "Don't always look at Zhao Chen differently. He does not hate Da Zhou less than you."

"But he is a Han man after all--" After the Qiang leader said this, he saw Miao Wuhen's face sinking, and he quickly changed the subject: "Father, when the attack is taking place later, I want to follow you!"

"Didn't you agree just now?" Miao Wuhen pointed ahead and said in a deep voice without any refusal: "You must lead our archers to occupy the high place of the river beach and attack the landing enemies from a high place, especially the Jianghu people team organized by the Martial Arts Division to disrupt their array. This will help me lead the army to defeat them faster. Do you understand?"

"I understand." The leader of the Qiang people replied weakly.

Miao Wuhen looked at him and his lips moved slightly: "Haojun, if the situation changes and the situation is not good for us, don't worry about me or those soldiers, call your brother immediately and escape back to Leqiang City!"

The leader of the Qiang people did not expect Miao Wuhen would say such words to himself by transmitting the message to the secret, and he was stunned: "Father, why are you--"

Miao Wuhen had a serious expression and interrupted the other party again with a secret transmission, but his tone became softer: "The fact that Haoxuan fell into the enemy has made me blame myself for a long time! It is important to seek revenge on the Great Zhou, but your life safety is even more important. As long as we are alive, it will always be a nightmare for the Han people! You and Haojie don't have to worry about my safety. As long as the situation is not good, I will leave early. With my martial arts, they can't keep me! So~ remember! Remember!" As he said that, he patted the Qiang leader's shoulder hard.

The Qiang leader hesitated for a moment before nodding unwillingly.

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"Master, the rebels are coming out!" A disciple of the Hanshan Sect from the scout team shouted nervously.

Leng Yuntian looked at the mountainside in the distance, and the black rebels were actually lined up in loose arrays and marched towards the river bank at a relatively slow speed. He also felt nervous: "Do you see clearly how many rebels have dispatched?"

If you want to become an excellent scout in the army, you must be proficient in arithmetic. However, for the martial arts army organized by the Military Inspection Service, of course, the requirements are not that high. Leng Yuntian is the scout captain because he is the leader, has prestige, is calm in his work, and is easy to manage his subordinates. It is impossible to ask him to strengthen his arithmetic study.

People with good arithmetics among scouts receive several military trainings every year. They have never seen so many enemies. They are a little confused when they see such a messy array.

Just when they were ashamed to face Leng Yuntian, a voice sounded: "The rebels dispatched about 4,500 people. If the information given to us by the patrol military commander before was accurate, there were 500 rebels left in Liangjiang Town, and there were about 450 rebels separated from the large army."

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Xue Chang.

"Are you sure?" Leng Yuntian asked in a deep voice.

"It's not wrong in general." Xue Chang said confidently: "I'm based on—"

Leng Yuntian waved his hand to interrupt Xue Chang: "As long as you are sure, the situation is urgent now, we must return with all our might and prepare Lord Jiang!"

After saying that, he took the lead in using his light skills and flew towards the river beach, and everyone followed closely behind.

Leng Yuntian was not curious, but someone was curious. Tang Tianshu ran to Xue Chang and asked, "How did you calculate it?"

"Although the rebels' lineup is very long and we cannot see the specific number of people clearly, we can roughly know that their length is not much different from the length of the fence on the south side of Liangjiang Town. We have learned about the situation in Liangjiang Town in advance. We can see clearly the number of people on the edge of the rebel formation. Since they stand relatively loosely, we can calculate it as six feet per person. In this way, we will roughly know the width of the array. Then multiply the length and width, and even if the area of ​​the entire array is calculated, the entire area is removed by a rebel soldier occupying about two square meters as the standard.

Xue Chang talked happily, but Tang Tianshu looked confused. Those strange nouns made him look confused and looked at Xue Chang with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect that you still have the energy to study these things in addition to practicing martial arts!"

Xue Chang touched his nose and said modestly: "Life is endless, but learning is endless. If you have free time, you should not throw it away. It is always good to learn more."

"Awesome." Tang Tianshu gave a thumbs up.

Xue Chang accepted it with a smile without hesitation. In fact, he had no intention of reading ancient memorials. This was just the result of his thirteen years of school life.

The two of them ran and said, but did not notice that the goddess and palace maid Taoist priest heard the conversation between them clearly. The sentence "Life is endless, but learning is endless. If you have free time, you should not give up easily." It touched her.

At this time, the river surface was no longer a small boat passing by in the wind and waves, but dozens of huge Mengchong Dou ships, who were sailing steadily towards the river bank in the panting river...

There were already many soldiers from the Great Zhou Dynasty on the six-mile river bank, making the originally desolate river bank noisy and noisy. The team officials were roaring hard, trying to gather the soldiers scattered due to landing.

The largest array troops on the river bank are undoubtedly the martial arts troops in Bashu and Jinghu. When Leng Yuntian reported the military situation to Jiang Shijia, they had already seen the rebels coming down from the mountain. With the rhythmic drums and the screams of the leaders, the Qiang people were able to take slow steps and maintain a loose but not scattered array, as if a row of big waves were slowly rushing towards the river bank.

This invisible pressure made the martial arts people who experienced this scene for the first time changed their expressions.

Even Jiang Shijia blurted nervously and cursed: "Damn it! When did the Qiang people learn to form a formation and fight!"

"There is nothing to worry about!" Luo Dahui, located in front of Jiang Shijia, was at the back of the center of the array, shouted like a bell: "The number of rebels is only 4,000, and compared with us, they are only five to one. They are all ordinary people. Can we fight 5 people with one martial arts practitioner? "

If you think about Luo Dahui carefully, you will know that he is wrong. One-on-five fighting alone and a large army array are completely different.

But Jiang Shijia immediately realized after Luo Dahui's reminder: At this moment, he not only cannot show his fear, but also needs to find a way to boost the morale of these martial arts people as soon as possible.

So he sank his dantian and exhaled: "All martial arts fellows, don't look at the many rebels, they will never be your opponent! You have been practicing martial arts for decades, and today we have finally ushered in a great opportunity to make great achievements! Defeat the enemy in front of you, win wealth, and become famous all over the world at this moment!"

The sound was like a morning bell and evening drum, echoing clearly in everyone's ears, making their blood boil: "Master Jiang, what are you waiting for? Let's go up and take the fight!"

"The rebels seem to be intimidating, but as long as we charge and kill them thoroughly, they will only have to escape!"

"Mr. Jiang, don't hesitate. If you wait any longer, the other troops will come up to compete with us for the merits!"

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Looking at the people rushing to ask for battle, Jiang Shijia immediately ordered: "Let's line up immediately!"

The order was issued and everyone was in their place.

Jiang Shijia whispered to Bian Jinlin: Lao Bian, the rebels' array is too long, so they can't surround us from both wings. I think the infantry should be lengthened and the swordsmen should be added to the two wings. What do you think?"

"Will the formation be too thin?" Bian Jinlin was a little worried.

"They are not ordinary soldiers, I think they can withstand it." Jiang Shijia said in a deep voice.

"Then let's do it." Bian Jinlin immediately agreed, because there was no more time for them to discuss in detail.

Just as the Wulin army began to change its formation, the Qiang leader had already rushed to the highest point not far from the river beach with Qiang archers.

The Qiang people were originally mountain people, and hunting was their main business, so their archery skills would not be bad. However, in the past few decades, the Qiang people flocked to the plains along the river and changed hunting to farming, which naturally abandoned archery techniques. However, these hundreds of archers were all born in Qiang and still maintained the tradition. At the command of the leader, they held strong bows and shot hundreds of arrows at the same time, like a heavy rain, concentrated on the martial arts army.

Suddenly, the entire martial arts army faced the rain of arrows. The Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed their magical powers. The infantry team raised their shields to defend themselves. The light infantry team fired hidden weapons and shot down the arrows that were shot at themselves. The swordsmen waved their weapons to prevent themselves from being airtight.

The scout team where Xue Chang was located was assigned to the rear of the left wing of the queue. Like everyone else, he drew out the back knife (this was specially exchanged for the baggage team after he joined the martial arts army). He saw the direction of the arrow and swung it out with a lightning strike, cutting it into two sections.

"Good sword technique!" Tang Tianshu praised.

"It's not as accurate as Brother Tang's hidden weapon." Xue Chang replied.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"The whole army is advancing!" Jiang Shijia's voice came clearly.

Xue Chang calmed down his smile, held a knife, and followed his teammates slowly forward.

Running on the slippery ground had no effect on them, but it was more difficult for infantrymen who were wearing armor and had low martial arts skills. In order to maintain the formation, Jiang Shijia did not order to accelerate.

The same is true for the rebels. However, as the two armies got closer and closer, Miao Wuhen took out a golden ring with a few gorgeous colorful feathers from his arms and put it on his head.

The long colorful feathers floated, extremely eye-catching, and the Qiang people could see them no matter where they were. Suddenly, cheers rang out like a tsunami: "Ho-roar!!! Huo-roar!!!..."

Seeing that the enemy troops opposite suddenly became more powerful, Jiang Shijia immediately ordered: "Light infantry team attack!"

More than 20 Tangmen's children used their light skills, crossed the infantry team in front, and rushed towards the enemy formation opposite. When they were only forty meters away from the enemy formation, they rushed up quickly and prepared to take out the heavy rain pear blossom needle in their arms.

The reason why they jumped into the air when launching hidden weapons was because they would be blocked by enemy infantry on the ground with shields, and the area covered in the air was large, which was not easy to prevent and had stronger lethality.

It was a long time to say that, and then Miao Wuhen pulled out the short axe that was blocked at his waist and threw it out.

The ordinary axe for chopping wood was as fast as lightning under the blessing of Miao Wuhen's strong internal force. The Tang disciple in front of him was hit before he could dodge and screamed and fell down.

At the same time, nearly a hundred soldiers dressed in Qiang people at the forefront seemed to have received orders and threw a hidden short axe. Although their strength was worse than Miao Wuhen, they were far superior to ordinary soldiers.

The disciples of the Tang sect, who were in mid-air, were obviously unprepared in the face of the sudden incident, and one person had to avoid several quick axes at the same time. Except for the three elders Tang Fangtao, Tang Fangyuan and Tang Fangjun, who barely avoided, the others were hit and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!