The sky was bright and the temperature of autumn was very comfortable. The 30,000 yellow-shirted troops came out of the camp and headed east, straight to Longyuan Mountain.

In order to get to the battlefield as quickly as possible, these were lightly-armed infantry with a small number of cavalry, and they didn't even carry extra shields.

Qin Xiaotian kept sending detective horses to various places to inquire about information along the way. At present, Longyuan Mountain has completely cut off contact, and several groups of detective horses sent out have been blocked. As for Wu Zhiyong, it is okay, so far the officers and soldiers have not left the city.

Signs of reinforcements.

This made Qin Xiaotian feel confident that without reinforcements, his 30,000 people were enough to rampage unscrupulously on the battlefield.

Qin Xiaotian didn't look too panicked. He believed that the siege of Longyuan Mountain could be broken as soon as the army arrived, and Liu Sandao's 10,000 troops would definitely be able to hold out until then.

"Da da da~"

There was a rapid sound of horse hoofbeats, and a panting scout appeared in front of Qin Xiaotian:

"General, general, something happened."

Qin Xiaotian frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Ahead, an army of officers appeared in front, blocking the only way we can pass." The scout stretched out his finger and pointed into the distance.

"Officers and soldiers? Where did they come from?" Qin Xiaotian looked confused.

Isn't there no large army mobilized in Surabaya City? Other cities also have scattered defenders, and there are no large armies.

The scout said with a bitter look on his face: "General, it's better to go take a look. This group of officers and soldiers is a bit strange."

"It's so annoying, lead the way!"

Qin Xiaotian waved his horsewhip impatiently. The scout's words were unreasonable, which made him a little dissatisfied.

Soon, Qin Xiaotian led hundreds of cavalry and ran forward for seven or eight miles. When he saw the officers and soldiers in the scout's mouth, he showed a surprised expression for the first time.

Directly in front of them, a large formation consisting of at least ten thousand people blocked the official road.

Why is it a bit strange? Because the spears held by these officers and soldiers are too long, at least half longer than the ordinary weapons. They are held forward in rows, like hedgehogs.

It stands to reason that a spear must be one inch longer and one inch stronger, but everything has a limit. If it is too long, the soldiers will not be able to lift it at all, or they will not be able to maintain their center of gravity, which is not conducive to combat. Therefore, the spears of the Zhou Dynasty all have a uniform length.

It is the most suitable for ordinary people to use after being tested in practice.

After so many battles with the army, this was the first time he had seen such a weapon.

"General, what do you think?" the scout asked cautiously from his side.

When he saw the officers and soldiers here just now, his eyes almost popped out, so he went back to report the news without looking back.

"Wait for the army to arrive and take a look." Qin Xiaotian said with slightly squinted eyes.

He won't be intimidated by a spear so easily, isn't it just longer? He can't fly, so what is he afraid of?

"promise!"

The phalanx of tens of thousands of people remained motionless, except for one horse riding out of the formation. A middle-aged general came to the front of the formation single-handedly and looked at Qin Xiaotian from a distance.

This general has a strong build and a determined look. He has no weapons in his hands and only has a long sword hanging on his waist.

"Put up the flag!"

The middle-aged general and Qin Xiaotian looked at each other and then suddenly raised their hands and shouted angrily.

Military flags were suddenly raised high, covering the sky and the sun.

This is the military flag of Nanjiang Road, and the middle-aged general at the head is Ruan Zhixiong, the envoy of Nanjiang Road and the former confidant of Fifth Xinrou.

Ruan Zhixiong performed extraordinary feats during the war with South Vietnam. After Wu Xinrou was promoted to the Minister of War, he was recommended to become the Protector of the Southern Border Road. It seemed that his official rank was higher than Wu Xinrou.

There are always 20,000 people in this infantry formation, all of which are composed of strong soldiers selected from the army. These soldiers are of different heights, but they all have one thing in common, that is, their arm strength is amazing, and the muscles on their arms are bulging like

It's about tearing the military uniforms apart.

These long spears were made by Wu Xinrou as instructed by Ruan Zhixiong before leaving Nanjiang Road. The long spears are heavy in front and light in back. They are made entirely of wood. The front of the gun body is wrapped with a little iron sheet to try to reduce its weight while ensuring its power.

Twenty thousand people advance layer by layer, with the infantry at the front holding the longest rifles, and then decreasing in number. There are five hundred people in a team, equipped with long spears, short swords and shields. During close combat, the formation can be changed at any time according to changes in the battlefield.

If these spears are used to resist horses, they are not the best choice, because the barrels of the spears are too long and made of wood, so they can easily break. As long as the cavalry is willing to risk their lives to hit the formation, the spears in the front row will soon break.

And if it's a horse-repelling attack, the number of people must be large enough to be powerful. If the number of people is too small, it won't be enough for the cavalry to kill them with their swords.

But this kind of spear is an excellent weapon when used in infantry combat.

As it happens, there are no big horses in the Central Plains.

Twenty thousand people, twenty thousand guns, and a faint killing intent began to permeate the battlefield.

This army is called Butuozu! It is a new army established in Nanjiang Road in the past two years. Today is the first time it appears on the battlefield.

"It turns out they are the garrison at Nanjiang Road."

Qin Xiaotian was not an idiot, he still had some knowledge. For some reason, he began to feel uneasy, as if something was going to change in today's big battle.

Soon, the belated 30,000 infantry finally arrived on the battlefield. During this period, the Southern Xinjiang Army made no movement at all, as if they were just waiting for them.

The infantrymen who came to the battlefield barely rested and immediately began to gather in groups, forming square formations and facing each other tit for tat.

The yellow-shirted soldiers looked at the formation on the opposite side with doubts in their eyes. As for the power, that would only be known after the fight.

Ruan Zhixiong raised his hand slightly and shouted angrily:

"Prepare for war!"

"Ouch!"

Thousands of spears were raised at the same time, and there were many shields.

"Huh~"

Qin Xiaotian took a deep breath, waved his hand and said:

"Go to battle~"

…

In Surabaya City, Wu Xinrou is sitting in his study practicing calligraphy. He has always liked to play the flute and has recently become obsessed with writing. Although the words he writes are soft and weak, just like the person he writes, they also give people a vague sense of murder.

The meaning of cutting.

A military general walked into his study quietly and whispered: "Sir, urgent report from the front."

"Nian~"

"The yellow shirt army has 30,000 troops leaving the camp and heading straight towards Longyuan Mountain."

"Haha, as expected."

Fifth Xinrou smiled slightly, put down the Zhu Hao in her hand and asked: "Where are those guys outside the city, are there any movement?"

"No, they are just monitoring us."

"Send people to Longyuan Mountain and tell them they can close the nets. The big fish have come out."

"promise!"

The general lowered his head and shouted in response. Just as he was about to exit the study, he was stopped by Fifth Xinrou.

"Wait, there's one more thing."

The general bowed and said, "Please give me your orders."

"Tell the cook to prepare a celebration banquet tomorrow." Fifth Xinrou said with a smile.

The general was stunned, but he didn't ask, he just bowed and nodded.

Fifth Xinrou, who was left alone in the tent, looked back at what she had just written and smiled with satisfaction.

There are only four big characters on the snow-white rice paper:
Chapter completed!