Xia Yu came as soon as she said that, and only heard a roar in the sky, and the rain shot down like an arrow! With the deafening thunder!

A storm comes! It's like a storm "arrow" rain. The rain fell rapidly in an instant, and the thunder became louder and louder. The wind was roaring, and the thunder was roaring! The sky was roaring! The dark clouds gradually became more and more, and the rain became heavier. Then lightning flashed among the rolling thunder clouds, which made people think that the sky was about to collapse.

The white rain line hangs down, and the field is muddy. Countless figures roll in the mud, moving forward slowly. Someone is shouting: "Brexit officer, do you ask the soldiers to rest for a moment?"

The person sitting on the horse wiped a curtain of water and said with difficulty: "You must arrive at Qingheping before noon tomorrow. This is an order."

This sentence is powerful, and a squadron officer who requested rest fell into silence.

Deng Jian, the former military battalion officer, received the news early in the morning. He was originally ordered to station the sour jujube. As soon as he arrived, the orders there had already arrived. The order was very simple. At noon on July 13, he had to arrive at Qingheping. If there was any delay, behead him!

The jujube was three hundred miles away from Qingheping. The 300 miles away from the first battalion and three thousand people had to march urgently, but only sixteen hours were given. However, the weather was not good. In the heavy rain, many people fell on the mud in the rain, got up, and fell again. The armor that sucked water and mud became much white and heavy; but now, they could only grit their teeth and continue to rush.

There was no discount on Shen Ao's order, and Deng Jian had no room for negotiation. Fortunately, the imperial guards did not bargain. They came here like this in two months, no matter whether it was wind or rain. Since this was an order, no one dared to say anything.

Fortunately, everyone around me was familiar with each other. The team officer was in good physical strength and pressed behind him. When he encountered someone who could not move in the mud, he pulled him up and helped him walk. This touch of warmth in the rain made the imperial guards cheer up, and there was no complaint. He helped each other forward in depth and shallowness.

But everyone was thinking, just now, the generals were all transferred to Qingheping, Fengqiu, Zizao, and Changheng, what should I do? With the local wing army, it would be good to be able to block for ten or eight days, but I can only think about these things, what should I do. Lord Shen decided that since Lord Shen issued the order, he could only obey.

There was no sign of the heavy rain. Everyone supported each other and walked silently in the rain. When they were hungry, they took off the dry food that had been soaked and took a few bites. There was no shortage of water, but they were overdrawn.

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On the Qingheping, the camps between the two sides were only seven or eight miles away. As the wind raged, campfires were scattered. Wang Meng led his troops to chase here and noticed a strange thing. What he could not imagine was why the official army had to abandon the advantage of defending the city and chose the place for the decisive battle here. He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He thought the official army was cheating, so he sent out many scouts to investigate and carefully set up the camp to check whether there were ambush nearby, but there was only one result, and there was nothing nearby. The official army in the opposite camp was at most five thousand.

At this point, Wang Meng never took it into consideration. He had an idea in his mind and launched an attack tomorrow. There were many dreams. As long as he had solved the enemy, he could return to Bocheng and gather with Xu Shenfu's back team there.

In order to prevent the officers and soldiers from sneaking attacks at night, although it was a storm, the Tianyi Cult still took turns to patrol the night, three steps and one whistle for five steps, and were on high alert.

Fortunately, there was no extraordinary move on the other side, which made Wang Meng even more confused. He had no ambush and did not attack at night. What kind of abacus was the other party fighting?

In Shen Ao's central army tent, the battalions of the Central Army and the Right Army battalions were waiting for a long time. As soon as Chen Ao arrived, everyone stood up unconsciously, and Chen Ao pressed down his hands: "Sit down and talk."

Everyone sat down together, and Han Shizhong opened the conversation first and said, "Sir, the bandit army has tried many times. I am afraid that we have almost figured out our details now, and we will probably have to move tomorrow." Chen Aohe nodded: "It is estimated that the attack will start early in the morning, and it is time to verify the results of the Horse Army. Whether it can be fought depends on tomorrow. I have ordered the battalions and nearby wing troops to arrive before noon tomorrow. If you persist until noon, the bandit army will be defeated."

Many people disagree with Chen Ao's words, and it's okay to hold on until noon. The problem is that each battalion is three or four hundred miles away from here. They rushed over overnight. Can it be reached in time? Besides, it's raining now, what should I do if I have a mistake? As for the Xiang Army, it's even harder to say. It's okay for these people to ask them to shake their flags and shout, but they can still look a little bit when they chase them in an overwhelming victory. They can't even think about it if they go to the battle.

Seeing everyone like this, Chen Ao didn't say anything, and knew it was difficult to explain to them. In fact, he was not a famous general, but a sour literati. It was one thing to let everyone listen to his dispatch. If you want people to believe it, I am afraid no one will be willing.

Chen Ao's tactics are actually the most popular human sea tactics. The so-called human sea tactics do not mean that you have more soldiers than others. In later generations, those who have killed 200,000 and 300,000 and 500,000 are more common. They rely on this kind of tactics. The human sea tactics really rely on organizational capabilities. An army may have a scale of hundreds of thousands or tens of thousands. As the commander, it is not just a point on the map. For example, an army is hundreds of miles away from you. You click a point, and you say that you can arrive within two days, gather superior forces, and launch an attack on an enemy at one point. In the eyes of some troops, this is almost It is impossible, because the good physical strength required for long-distance raids requires great endurance, and it may even need to be penetrated under the enemy's nose. If the former imperial guards were replaced, not to mention giving him two days, even if he was given five days, the eight-day family might not be able to arrive. The imperial guards are still good. After all, the military system of the Song Dynasty still belongs to the recruiting system, and they can still move them. If it were some later troops, the force organized entirely by the way of strengthening men to complete this action would be almost a fantasy. After all, no matter how much the attack was, the soldiers could never be tied up with ropes.

Therefore, in history, truly strong military forces have been trained, and there are many ways to train, some are tempered in blood and fire, and some are purely continuous practice. No matter what method is used, at least one of the most important is that the orders must be issued and completed without any compromise.

Otherwise, if you give you a group of farmers carrying swords and guns, even Qi Jiguang will have no choice. If you don’t train the Qi family army, you will not be able to achieve him. Without the Yue family army, Yue Fei will never be able to go down in history. Otherwise, even if you are a genius, pointing fingers on the map like Zhao Kuo, but you find that your order is issued, but you don’t even see a shadow. It would be strange if you don’t vomit blood. You desperately rushed up to be a bait to attract the enemy’s firepower. As a result, when the brothers saw that something was wrong, you rolled around and begged them to pull you. The others had already run away and lost their shadows. You probably had the intention to die.

The so-called war, no matter how beautiful it is, no matter how many people your subordinates have, it is ten thousand, one hundred thousand, or one million. Whether you can win is not your wonderful ideas or any thirty-six strategies, but whether you can implement your words. If you can really use your arms and fingers, a simplest military plan is enough to sweep away all enemies.

The Germans in later generations could play blitzkrieg with a slap in their heads because if one order continues, millions of steel will charge towards the depths of Europe without hesitation. The Soviet General Staff in later generations could allow millions of soldiers and civilians to brave the cold and hunger, surrounded by one.5 million enemy troops, and in the broken walls of the wreckage. If it were other troops, if you were Guo Fengxiao and Zhuge Kongming, there would be some empty city plan, ambushing from all sides, and if one order continues, everyone would run away without a shadow, or he would be scrambling to time, no one would attack quickly, and no one would even escape quickly. Who would die if you don’t die?

Chen Ao's military policy is organizational strength. Although the Ma Junshi has not yet reached the level of strengthening the army, it is enough to complete a human sea tactic. He believes that at noon tomorrow, all units will definitely arrive on the battlefield on time. At that time, it will be the end of the Tianyi Sect.

He didn't make any excuses. At this time, it was useless to be so polite. Anyway, these people will eventually complete their orders without fail and wave their hands: "Everyone will leave, and the final battle will be fought tomorrow morning!"

Han Shizhong and others stood up one after another, leaving a little puzzled and puzzled, and a few strange eyes.

The heavy rain stopped in the second half of the night. Chen Ao suddenly woke up from his dream. He suddenly thought that it was still early and his mood was still a little excited. He simply stopped sleeping. He sat on the bed, remembered his wife at home, and thought to himself, this time he returned to the court, if An Ning did not marry An Ning again, I would really put on the bed and sleep in the martial arts hall to see what they could do.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing, and suddenly I felt a little cold. The guards outside heard the movement inside and rushed in: "Mr. Shen..."

"It's not your business, go out." Chen Ao waved his hand and smiled bitterly. How could anyone be there at this time? These guards were too fussy.

"Cough cough..." A crisp cough came.

Chen Ao was startled and thought he had seen a ghost. He raised his head, but the person who came was a pretty female swordsman standing in front of the bed. His hair was wet with the rain. He held the sword in his hands and looked at him coldly as if frost.

"Pin'er... you scared me to death." Chen Ao's neck felt a little cold. At this time, Pin'er suddenly appeared, which was indeed beyond Chen Ao's expectations.

Pin'er glanced at him and said, "What? Are you afraid of me?"

Chen Ao quickly shook his head: "No, no, I'm afraid, I'm afraid what you do, you know, now I'm a family and a family. If a few detested women rashly rushed in and lose their chastity, then they would have no face to be a human being. But Pin'er and I... cough cough... haha." He blinked at Pin'er, with an expression of being speechless, and then smiled ambiguously.

This smile made Pin'er frown, and Pin'er frowned: "So, many people used to get into your room at night?"

Chen Ao was even more unjust than Dou E. He sighed and said deliberately: "Hey, why are you talking about this? I will never stop with the Tianyi Sect bandits tomorrow. I don't know whether to win or lose, and I have the leisure to make fun of me."

This tender attack really worked. Pin'er's face became much softer, the frost gradually melted, and she sat gently in front of the couch and said, "What? So you are afraid of it too?"

Chen Ao said with confidence: "Why can't I be afraid? I'm so scared that if I die, I will probably go to the hell of the oil pan."

Pin'er's eyes were completely softened, and she smiled pretty and said, "No, I'm not afraid, this time I came, I heard the sound of the wind, and I'm here to protect you. Besides, the oil pot hell probably cannot tolerate you. If you are such a good person, you will also go to the tongue-pulling hell."

Hey, what is this? A great scholar, you want to protect him as a female hero? It's really outrageous. Chen Ao secretly complained in his heart, but he was energetic. He smelled the fragrance of Pin'er's body. Under the dim candlelight, in the monotonous cowhide tent, there was a tempting feeling of crime.
Chapter completed!