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Chapter 542 Time is a pig-killing knife!

"Run!"

Ning Zhaosi arranged for the spearmen of the two armies in the central army to rush into the battlefield of the sword and shield soldiers, which gave the black army two more troops in the front line. As the saying goes, there are more people and strong forces. In the case of two more armies, the Red Army, which was fighting in the front line, retreated one after another, and many Red Army soldiers with red ropes tied with arms were helplessly bent down and slowly retreated from the battlefield.

"I see!"

Seeing that he suffered a wave of losses, Ye Qiong laughed instead because he had already figured out Ning Zhaosi's intention, and wanted to kill his front army in one breath!

Looking for death, you are too anxious, you actually want to eat me in one bite!

"One army, one battalion and two battalions obey orders, and take a detour to attack the left wing of the Black Army. The central army will not move for the time being, stand by!" Ye Qiong immediately made adjustments to his tactics, and first sent soldiers from the two battalions to test the left wing of the Black Army to see if Ning Zhaosi had any traps waiting for him.

If not, it really means that Ning Zhaosi wanted to eat his front army in one breath. If there is, it means that this is an illusion specially created by Ning Zhaosi, and he was trapped!

After Ye Qiong issued the military order, two battalions, which were originally guarding the left wing of the camp, took a detour and attacked straight to the left wing of the Black Army. The Red Army dispatched two battalions to the left wing, and they were all seen by Ning Zhaosi. Ning Zhaosi had no turmoil in her heart, and her face was as quiet as water!

"If anyone takes a step back, he will not be allowed to eat tonight and will be for three consecutive days!" Ning Zhaosi not only did not mobilize his troops to defend the left wing, but continued to issue military orders for attack.

After one stick of incense, the Black Army pushed the Red Army forward more than 300 steps. Most of the "dead" soldiers on one side of the battlefield were Red Army soldiers with red ropes tied with arms. Obviously, the Red Army suffered heavy casualties. If the Black Army continues to advance three hundred steps in the front, they can take off the Red Army's command chariot!

"kill!"

At this time, the two battalions sent by Ye Qiong finally came to the left wing of the Black Army and fought with the 1,500 spearmen on the left wing of the Black Army. The two battalions of Ye Qiong had 2,000 troops, five hundred more than the Black Army. Five hundred seemed to be less, but under this average strength, the extra 500 soldiers were a huge advantage in force!

Both Red Army battalions came, but Ning Zhaosi still did not mobilize troops to return to defense. She didn't look at the left wing and kept staring at the front.

"The central army was dispatched and headed straight to the left wing of the black army!" Ye Qiong issued a military order with a firm look!

Now he was sure that Ning Zhaosi just wanted to eat his army in front of the front in one breath. In this way, how could he do what he wanted? If you want to eat my army in front of the front in one breath, I will take your command chariot in one breath!

The military order was issued, and the three thousand soldiers of the central army who had been on high alert, that is, the troops of one army, immediately left the Red Army camp and headed straight to the left wing of the Black Army.

Seeing Ye Qiong mobilizing the central army, Ning Zhaosi felt relieved when she saw that a curved look on the corner of her mouth.

One mile north of the battlefield, there is a four-meter-high hill. On the top of the hill are two empty middle-aged men. One of them is wearing dark tiger-patterned armor, with a black tiger-patterned cloak hanging behind his shoulders and a purple tassel helmet on his head. The other is wearing cow-patterned armor and a yellow tassel helmet on his head!

As we all know, anyone wearing yellow thorn helmets is a general with official title, and the person wearing purple thorn helmets is the supreme commander of a large camp. The former is Ai Qun, the newly promoted ninth-rank general of Zhe Chong in the past two years.

Ai Qun is 39 years old this year, born and raised by Xianyang. Ai Qun was originally the commander of the capital camp and a powerful general under Bai Qi. When the Beijing camp and Wujin camp were drilled, Luo Xing took a fancy to Ai Qun at a glance, and then begged Bai Qi to give Ai Qun to him and be his deputy general.

Luo Xing was trained by Bai Qi after all, and he was the person he trusted the most besides Ying Chang and Ying Bei. In love with the house and the underworld, Bai Qi transferred Ai Qun to Wujin Camp and asked Ying Chang for the title of General Zhe Chong.

After introducing the person wearing the yellow tardel helmet, let’s introduce the person wearing the purple tardel helmet. The middle-aged man wearing the purple tardel helmet is Luo Xing, the third-rank general of the Qin Dynasty. Luo Xing no longer has to be handsome in the past. Time is a pig-killing knife, which turns the young Luo Xing into the middle-aged Luo Xing.

Luo Xing is 38 years old this year and will be in four in two years. However, although he is not as handsome as before, he is full of heroism, sharp eyes, calm expression, and resolutely looks as an experienced and long-standing veteran general.

Luo Xing looked at the battlefield expressionlessly. When he saw the Red Army calling out the central army and heading straight to the left wing of the Black Army, Luo Xing smiled softly and said, "Ye Qiong lost this exercise, and Ning Zhaosi won the game back!"

Ai Qun nodded in agreement, and his eyes kept looking at the battlefield. "Ning Zhaosi was calm and brave, and he was not afraid that the Red Army would break his left wing!"

"I am bold and careful, and the future is immeasurable. Ye Qiong is a little tender. I won the last drill last time, and I am so arrogant that I can't hold back. I hope this failure can make Ye Qiong grow a little bit!" Luo Xing said expressionlessly.

It is different to be a general. Before the two armies decide the outcome, these two men already know who wins and who loses!

"Report!"

At this time, an urgent news came, and Luo Xing and Ai Qun immediately turned around and saw a soldier wearing a military uniform rushing up the hill on a war horse. When the soldier saw Luo Xing and Ai Qun, he immediately jumped off the war horse and ran towards Luo Xing.

The officers and soldiers ran to Luo Xing a step forward, first bent down to salute, and then asked tentatively: "Do you dare to ask if the general is General Ning Yuan?"

Luo Xing looked at the officer and soldier, then replied expressionlessly: "I am the one!"

After confirming Luo Xing's identity, the officers and soldiers immediately took out a letter from their sleeves, then knelt on one knee and presented it with both hands, "The Ministry of War has urgently issued an official document for eight hundred miles, please ask General Ningyuan to take a look!"

"Eight hundred miles of speed?" Luo Xing raised his eyebrows and quickly took the official documents from the Ministry of War. After Luo Xing took the official documents, the officer and soldier immediately retreated.

"Eight hundred miles of rush, what is this?" Ai Qun was both confused and curious. Eight hundred miles of rush is the highest level of news. Generally, it is not an important matter, but an urgent report of three hundred miles. A slightly important thing is six hundred miles of rush, and an important thing is eight hundred miles of rush.

Now the Qin Empire is peaceful and peaceful, without any worries inside and without war outside, and there is no news worth rushing at 800 miles. As for whether it will attack Jin, haha, don’t joke. It’s not a day or two for Wujin camp to ask for battle to the court. They have asked for battle fifty or sixty times, almost twice a month, but all of them were rejected, and there is no reason to reject it, only four words, train hard!

The three consecutive years of requests for battle were rejected, which completely made them die, and they never thought about attacking Jin again.
Chapter completed!
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