Feng asked Ling Pingyang to bring General A from the Central Plains.

His black hair was a little messy. This morning, Murong Qiushui took off his wooden hairpin, and his black hair fell down. After washing, he styled it into a military commander's bun. Li Guan wore the jade pendant given by the eldest lady on his armor.

On top of his outer shirt, he stepped onto the high platform with his combat boots.

Ling Pingyang looked at Pang Shuiyun next to him and said doubtfully:

"What is General Lee going to do?"

Pang Shuiyun said: "It's probably about rewards based on merit..."

Ling Pingyang became even more puzzled and said: "Since ancient times, only before the expedition, the commander Gaotai ordered the troops, and after the victory of the battle, the commander-in-chief handed out the rewards layer by layer. How could it be like this?"

Li Guanyi came here based on his own habits, the habits that are imprinted in his mind.

He directly analyzed each node of the war, told this group of bandits and private soldiers before, and then asked Fan Qing to carry a large stone slab over and carve traces on it with a carving knife.

Then he broke off a straight branch and started talking directly.

"Why can we win here, and why the opponent must rush over at this time..."

He recounted his reflections on the battle.

Ling Pingyang froze: "Are you teaching them battle formations, momentum, and attack points?"

Pang Shuiyun almost pulled off his beard.

The corners of the old man's eyes were beating wildly. He raised his left hand and held it down with his right hand.

"Young Master, I am my dear Young Master, my Lord's own child, my own child."

Such a bold behavior made the old man's heart beat wildly.

Since ancient times, the knowledge of military strategists has been secretly passed down!

What is this? What is this?

Is this to train these people as military attachés?

There are more than 1,600 warriors, even if they have internal energy, they are only at the bottom of the second-line army. If you teach them these things, can they understand it?

Even if you understand it, what are you going to do?

Pang Shuiyun was a top counselor. A picture suddenly appeared in his mind. The army charged and the general was pinned down. Then the deputy general continued to lead the army to complete the military formation. The deputy general was pinned down and became the captain. If the captain was beheaded, he was an ordinary general.

The soldiers walked down layer by layer.

Everyone knows what they want to do.

This is different from the formations in this era that were led by famous generals. Everyone is required to take the initiative to form the formation.

Such power!

Pang Shuiyun shuddered.

However, due to the expectations of these two classical generals and counselors, these soldiers who had experienced fighting actually understood. Although they did not understand the professional terms, they understood the core very smartly, just like hunting rabbits.

When to attack and when to outflank.

He was so excited that he expressed his thoughts. Instead of feeling disturbed in his speech, the young general invited the soldiers forward and asked them to speak out their thoughts boldly.

The next day, Li Guanyi came on stage again and asked the troops to be quiet.

The young man put on his armor, took a deep breath, and then became angry in his Dantian. He counted his merits such as being the first to ascend.

Then he shouted: "Those who are called by name, step onto the high platform."

Fan Qing's name was among them. He didn't understand what he was doing, but he walked up anyway. On a simple high platform built with sand, the young generals in heavy armor told them their achievements, including killing heavy cavalry.

Take the initiative to rush into the battle and praise everyone one by one.

Although Fan Qing didn't understand, he still had an indescribable feeling. He straightened his back, and then looked at the eyes of the group of people below, which became even more solemn.

Raise the corners of your mouth, then press them down.

Unable to control it, I became more and more aroused.

Then someone from Changfeng Tower came up with weapons.

Li Guanyi handed a pair of heavy armor to Fan Qing, and then handed him a sword.

He took out another strip of red cloth, which was no different, with a golden thread embroidered on it.

"Stretch out your left arm."

Li Guanyi personally tied Fan Qing's arms.

Fan Qing held the armor and looked at his comrades below, and then the young man said:

"Everyone has merit, everyone!"

"Step forward and salute!"

These more than a thousand spirited men who had experienced fighting all took a step forward, raised their palms, and tapped their hearts. They were not so neat, but they lowered their heads to show respect. There was still an indescribable passion in Fan Qing's heart.

Rushing forward, his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Ling Pingyang's smile began to disappear.

As an outstanding warrior in the world, he was vaguely aware of something.

Li Guan completed all the meritorious deeds that could be counted one by one. Those who were called by name walked forward and were rewarded. Then he led all the soldiers to the mountain. The dead in the war were buried on this mountain.

Fan Qing and others, who had been solemn just now, fell silent.

Li Guanyi held weapons, long swords, and swords, and stuck them upside down on this mountain.

Then he tied the red cloth strip of the deceased to the weapon. He slowly retracted his hand. At first, it was just to allow these people to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, but at this moment, more than a hundred weapons were inserted here upside down, and the red silk

The cloth is flying.

Li Guan half-knelt on the ground and lowered his head for a long time.

He stood up, and the second group of people stepped forward, and they were all half kneeling on the ground.

They raised their palms, made fists, and tapped on their hearts.

Looking solemnly at this forest of swords.

Silent and solemn.

Lei Laomeng, who was not weak in internal strength, used a hammer and chisel to carve out names one by one on the stone tablet. The stone tablet will stand here.

Ling Pingyang's expression calmed down. He felt that the condensed things were awakening in these people's bodies. He was a little surprised and said in a low voice:

"Life, glory and death, sorrow, the upper and lower are one."

"...Military soul?"

This is obviously just the quality of an individual soldier of a third-line corps. Even if he really takes the inner energy that he has just developed, he can only barely compete with a second-line corps, but it gives him a cohesiveness unique to a first-line corps.

Sadness and shame.

Pang Shuiyun stroked his beard and said calmly: "You are the young master of my family."

On this day, everyone had a good meal, and Li Guanyi finally organized his army.

He finished explaining his strategy again, and then issued a military order, and more than a thousand people descended from the mountain.

The horse meat that could not be taken away was given to the civilians who were kidnapped by Yu Wenhua and others, and they were given money to go back. Then the captives, who had been stripped of their weapons and armor and controlled, were used as laborers to transport food and other things.

At the foot of the mountain, Fan Qing and others were wearing armor, looking at the mountains, and vaguely looking at the swords stuck upside down there. They had obviously stayed here for more than a month, almost a month in a row, but they actually felt a sense of dissatisfaction with such a place.

The feeling of abandonment.

Zhenbeicheng——

Finally, in the battle between the three generals, they won the victory. The former general of Zhenbeicheng, Shen Xinshu, who also served as the city lord, enjoyed the hard-won victory, but there was one thing lingering in his heart recently -

That was the Yuwen army that disappeared.

He was clearly going to conquer that halberd maniac, but he actually led his army there. He wanted to crush that halberd maniac with a large army. He had no doubt that Yuwen Tianxian could win, so he acquiesced in Yuwen Tianxian's conquest.

Civilian husband.

But for some unknown reason, Yuwen Tianxian's army had stopped moving five days ago.

It's also not good to get too close to the scouts.

How could 3,000 infantry, 500 cavalry, and more than 2,000 civilians suddenly disappear? Even if they encountered a conflict and lost, at least some of the troops would break out and escape, but there was no such thing.

There was neither news of victory nor defeat.

It was like being swallowed up by some kind of existence, which made Uncle Shen Xin feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Could it be said that -

[War of Annihilation]?

Uncle Shen Xin immediately threw this idea out of his head. In a battle of annihilation, even if he had noticed it before, Ling Pingyang and the 500 heavy cavalry would not be able to fight a annihilation battle if they attacked the 500 cavalry and 3,000 infantry head-on.

The Art of War says, surround an enemy with ten.

Normally, to fight a battle of annihilation, to deal with 3,500 people, an army of 30,000 would be needed.
To be continued...