Loan Wusheng

Chapter 117 Breaking the enemy's formation alone, one man against thousands of troops!

[In the midst of thousands of troops, take the enemy general's head! The repayment progress of 'Yiri Liuguang' is +201, and the current repayment progress is: 1564/3000. ]

The small gilded characters flashed before his eyes. Zheng Jun held up Fan Tai's head, stared at the surrounding bandits, and shouted: "The bandit general is dead, why don't you surrender?!"

The soldiers from the old camps around were looking at this scene and were not frightened by Zheng Jun at all. They had already formed a military formation, their true energy merged, their blood and energy mixed, and they gathered sand into a river and energy into a formation!
At the center of the formation, without Fan Tai, they could only temporarily push an old deputy general who was at the peak of his energy accumulation to lead the formation. The military flag in his hand was waving, and it fluttered. A stream of red energy immediately swept out and rolled towards Zheng Jun.

"Isn't it said that if the commander dies, the enemy army will collapse?"

After Zheng Jun complained in his heart, the green gold energy on his body once again covered half of the sky and roared towards the hidden red energy.

Just now in the army formation, Zheng Jun used "Yiri Liuguang" twice, once when he charged forward, and the other time when he beheaded Fan Tai.

The most important person of the enemy was dead, and after that he had to slowly use Qingjin Zhengang to cover up his previous actions.

At least spread the word that you are using Qingjin Zhengang.

Otherwise, I won’t be able to explain myself to Changyang County.

But in fact, at this stage, Zheng Jun believed that even if he was suspected, Yang Li would not do anything.

After all, he was in half of the front line. If he was transferred away just because of suspicion, it would be difficult not to shake the morale of the troops.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the sapphire energy collided with the rolled-up red energy like a flag, instantly creating a strong wind that made some refugees nearby stagger and scream.

With the collision point as the center, the area dozens of feet around was in ruins, and the wind and sand rising above the battlefield seemed to have pulled up a curtain of yellow sand.

The air waves soared and the wind blew violently.

After a collision, the Qingjin Zhen Gang easily dispersed the Zanghong Zhen Qi, and the soldiers in the old camp who had formed a military formation instantly fell to the ground.

While the crowd was stumbling, the warrior at the peak of Qi Gathering level who was fighting with Zheng Jun had now been penetrated by the Qingjin True Energy. The Qingjin True Energy spread upward along the arms of the warrior at the peak of Qi Gathering level. His arms, which were as thick as wood, immediately began to be twisted and destroyed by Zheng Jun's strong Qingjin True Energy, and blood gushed out!

"what!"

The martial artist at the peak of Qi accumulation screamed, and was completely destroyed by the Qingjin Qi. The Shattered Jade Qi raged in his body like a tornado.

Just as the peak Qi-accumulating warrior died, several old soldiers struggled to get up and shouted loudly, "Quick, quick, continue to form the formation! Replace the guards!"

So, a few people struggled to get up, ready to form the formation again, and replace one person as the center of the formation.

But it's all in vain.

Zheng Jun just held Fan Tai's head, stood proudly, and watched coldly how they formed the formation.

However, just as they were preparing to form a battle formation, they saw that the refugees around them had been frightened and were running away in all directions, even destroying their battle formation. For a moment, it was impossible to form a battle formation!

"Go away, go away!"

The military officer was furious when he saw that the formation of the army around him was so slow. Adding to the attack from the surrounding refugees, he was immediately furious and his inner energy surged, as if he wanted to kill those refugees who were rushing into his old camp in a disorderly manner.

However, when he just raised the knife and hadn't chopped it down, he suddenly heard the sound of the blade cutting through the strong wind.

He looked up subconsciously, but saw only a dazzling green-gold sword aura.

His pupils contracted violently, and before he could resist, his head fell to the ground.

After Yu Hou died, the other old soldiers in the army were like rag dolls and were torn to pieces by the sword energy.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere and sticky blood sprayed down like rain.

After slashing with the sword, Zheng Jun's spiritual sense instantly spread around, and the cold aura shocked all the refugees around. Zheng Jun snorted coldly, ignoring these refugees, and quickly locked his spiritual sense forward. After a while, he sensed the auras of the other three external forces.

These three external forces should be the other three backbones of this team!
When he thought of this, Zheng Jun's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

This war was somewhat unexpected for Zheng Jun.

The scouts discovered that there were bandits moving ahead. Zheng Jun thought it would be a tough battle, but he did not expect the result to be like this.

This bandit army, which was said to be very powerful, was a little too weak.

Although there are many people, it is of no use.

What’s the use of those vanguards composed of refugees?
In Zheng Jun's opinion, it would only block the advance of the elite troops and they would be defeated at the first charge!
The more than one hundred soldiers from the old camp formed a military formation, which enabled the deputy general who was at the peak of Qi accumulation to exert his strength, which was probably at the first level of outer Gang, and his strength was very powerful.

In this way, if Fan Tai, who is at the second level of Outer Gang, gathers the thousand soldiers of the old camp, he can indeed launch several attacks comparable to those of Tongqiao, making it possible for a single Tongqiao warrior to be unable to do anything about it.

However, it was not known whether there was a problem with Fan Tai’s marching arrangements or he was just too arrogant.

He actually dispersed the soldiers in the old camp, leaving only a hundred people around him.

In this way, Zheng Jun rushed forward directly and took the leader of the army.

"kill!"

At this moment, the Montenegrin Army has also set out.

The Montenegrin army consisted of only a thousand men, but they were divided into ten square formations, each with a hundred men, and they pressed forward.

Each army formation was more than ten steps apart and pressed forward towards the bandits.

According to the plan, the phalanx would unite, with spears and shields in front and crossbows at the back, which would be enough to push forward like a bulldozer.

But as soon as the formation was formed, some problems arose.

The formation was messy, even a little scattered, not in the shape of a square, but in the shape of a diamond.

Some military formations moved fast, while others moved slowly. This suddenly increased the distance between the formations, making them less coordinated and unable to move forward like a bulldozer.

But even so, this military formation is still useful.

Although the Montenegrin Army has enough novices and enough vegetables.

But the opponent is even worse.

The Black Mountain Army was able to at least form a formation, connecting their true qi and blood. From time to time, the formation master could also launch a long-range attack with true qi, killing dozens of people in an instant.

But the enemy's bandits didn't know how to form a formation at all. The few gangsters in front thought it was a one-on-one fight. Relying on their Qi accumulation skills and the ugly appearance of the Black Mountain Army's formation, they couldn't help but look down on them. They immediately rushed forward, wanting to break the formation like Zheng Jun and turn the tide.

However, before they could break the formation like Zheng Jun did, they were pierced with dozens of holes in front of the formation and died on the spot.

Seeing that the bandits who were charging in the front were killed one after another, the remaining bandits no longer had any intention of resisting and began to run around frantically. The situation on the battlefield suddenly got out of control, and the entire bandit army suffered a large-scale rout.

The collapse in the front soon spread like a chain reaction to the rear.

Fan Tai was also a good commander of the army. He divided the chaotic bandits into the front army, the middle army and the rear army.

He personally commanded the front army, the central army was led by two surrendered Waigang county magistrates, and the rear army was led by Ding Ming.

Only in this way can we bring enough refugees forward.

However, the front army was now in ruins, and Fan Tai was killed on the spot by Zheng Jun, which naturally affected the marching methods of the central and rear armies.

Especially the two county magistrates of the central army who surrendered in Kangle County were stunned at this moment and didn't know what to do.

They had no veteran soldiers, and they did not practice regularly, so they could not form a battle formation of more than a hundred men.

Looking at the fleeing bandits, the two outer guards of the central army were silent for a while, and one of them suddenly asked, "Brother Jingping, what should we do?"

The Wai Gang county magistrate called 'Jing Ping' did not even think twice, he directly mobilized all his true energy, fled to the side without hesitation, and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Cheng, run! Fan Tai was defeated, and the Black Mountain Army of the imperial court will definitely not let us two county magistrates who have the responsibility to defend the land but surrendered to the enemy go! Now the only thing we can do is to flee back home and hide our identities for a while!"

When the Waigang County Magistrate surnamed Cheng saw this, he was startled, then he came to his senses and imitated Jingping and quickly rushed out.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and went their separate ways, one to the south and one to the north.

At the same time, the two men prayed silently in their hearts that if the soldiers were to chase them, it would be best if they chased them instead of them.

The escape of the two Waigang county magistrates caused chaos among the bandits in the central army, who were in an uproar and extremely restless.

Looking at the Black Mountain soldiers pressing forward, these bandits were immediately terrified.

The core of the Montenegrin Army, the Montenegrin troops, pressed forward and attacked with Modao!

"kill!"

In an instant, hundreds of wave-stepping sword techniques were performed, the footsteps became faster, the formation became more orderly, the morale was high, and they soon charged forward to form a formation!

The bandit army collapsed at the first touch, like a collapsing building.

"kill!"

The killing power is extremely terrifying, and no bandits dare to resist.

The front army was defeated and the outer troops fled.

There were screams and shouting everywhere, which made the bandits upset and lost their fighting spirit.

In an instant, the big knife came to harvest.

Heads rolling in.

"Failed, defeated!"

"Don't kill me, I was forced to do it!"

"Spare your life, spare your life!"

"..."

The front army broke through the central army, and the central army also collapsed in all directions.

In an instant, tens of thousands of people were thrown into chaos on the battlefield.

However, Zheng Jun did not pay attention to the fleeing bandits in the central army. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the two outer martial artists fleeing separately.

"Outer Qi level one? Just right."

Zheng Jun chuckled, and without any hesitation, he rolled up the Qingjin Zhengang, stretched out his hand, and took the Divine Arm Bow from the rear army formation!

In front of the huge divine arm bow, Zheng Jun did not hesitate and directly pulled the trigger, aiming at the outer Gang named Cheng.

In an instant, Zheng Jun's surging true energy instantly flowed into the huge arrow!
"boom!"

There was only a loud bang, and the Cheng surnamed Wai Gang suddenly felt a beating sense of crisis in his heart. At the moment when this sense of crisis rose, a soundless iron arrow accompanied by thunder came whistling towards him!

"Oh no, he's actually a famous archer!"

The man surnamed Cheng was horrified, he never expected that the leader of the Black Mountain Army was actually proficient in the art of archery!
His face turned pale, and he saw a stream of green-gold light tearing everything apart, carrying infinite coldness and ferocity, as well as millions of flying sands, shooting towards him!

Under the murderous aura, Cheng could only condense the true energy of his whole body, but it was of no use. The power of this arrow could not be blocked by the outer energy alone!
"boom!"

With a loud bang, the arrow hit the body and blood gushed out.

The Cheng surnamed outer energy, which was originally gliding over the ground, fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and blood spurted out.

There is no life.

After one arrow, the arm of the Divine Arm Bow was broken, obviously unable to withstand Zheng Jun's powerful true energy.

"Tsk."

Zheng Jun couldn't help but frown when he saw this.

Looking at the direction where Jing Ping fled, Qingjin Zhengang rolled up again, and took the spear that Fan Tai had used before, held it in his hand, and threw it over without hesitation!
The thunder is as powerful as thunder!
The spear was thrown out by Zheng Jun, and in an instant it was like a thunderbolt. The surging wind was mixed with the sapphire energy and the sapphire light, and it flew towards Jingping at an extremely fast speed!

"what!"

With just a scream, the thrown spear shot Jingping into two pieces!

A ball of blood exploded, and it seemed as if a bloody rain was falling from the sky.

[Arrows and spears are thrown to kill the outer Gang! The repayment progress of 'Stone Crushing Frenzy Arrow' is +843, and the current repayment progress is: 4492/8000. ]

Small ink characters appeared in front of him. Zheng Jun looked at them in silence.

The effect is good, but it is a bit too wasteful.

Although Fan Tai's spear is not a magical weapon, it can be regarded as a rare and top-grade weapon in the world.

Zheng Jun had already seen it being thrown out like this.

The spear had already been deformed and turned into powder along with the escaping external force.

After a while, he estimated that he had invested more than 10,000 taels of silver.

It's really a costly business.

Even if he made a longbow made of a magical weapon, Zheng Jun estimated that he would still need some good arrows.

Now that we have the bow, the arrows can't be too bad.

With ease, he killed three of the outer gang members among the bandits.

Ding Ming, the last remaining outer guard warrior of the second level who was stationed in the rear army, also responded early and had gathered all the remaining soldiers from the old camp!
More than 700 soldiers from the old camp gathered together and had no choice but to form a formation in the middle of the road. In order to prevent the bandits from breaking through the formation, while Zheng Jun was killing the two county magistrates who surrendered from the outer Gang, Ding Ming had already held two axes and killed most of the people around him, and hewed out a piece of open space.

Seeing this scene, the bandits were naturally not fools and they all dodged and fled.

Ding Ming didn't care about the collapse of the rear army. The only thing he cared about was the more than 700 old soldiers in his camp!
As for the four hundred officers and soldiers who surrendered, Ding Ming simply ignored them.

After all, the young and talented general Zheng Jun in front was leading his Black Mountain Army to fight towards them!
After making sure that there was no one around who could break through the formation, he began to release his true energy unscrupulously.

The grayish-white true energy, with a hint of chill, began to spread out, and as it spread in all directions, it split into two parts. One part went to the more than 700 old camp soldiers around, and the other part followed Ding Ming himself and flowed into the formation flag.

In an instant, the army formation of 700 people seemed to be covered.

"Whoo~"

The army was assembled. Feeling the power that did not belong to him surging in his body, Ding Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He felt safe and pointed forward, saying, "Here is my flag. Follow me, rush forward to disperse the enemy and kill Zheng Jun in battle!"

The sound is like a loud bell, and the air waves are rolling.

In an instant, many bandits who came from the grassroots and the rivers and lakes were also refreshed and saw Ding Ming's military flag from afar.

Although the main component of the bandits were refugees from various states and counties.

But among them, there are also some bandits, disciples of small sects, and apprentices of martial arts schools. The biggest difference between them and those refugees is that they have martial arts skills, but they do not practice military formations on a daily basis and cannot integrate into the military formation.

The ruffians and gangsters who were able to voluntarily join the team of Fan Tai and Ding Ming were of course ambitious and wanted to change the dynasty in order to gain merit for themselves.

When they heard Ding Ming's voice and saw the army's prosperity, their confidence increased and they all followed him!

"Swear to kill the officers and soldiers, swear to kill Zheng Jun!"

"General Ding will attack the unjust and punish the tyrannical Zhou! That kid Zheng Jun is going against the will of heaven. Our army will win this battle!"

"..."

There were loud shouts and cries of killing coming from the front of the Black Mountain Army. This army, composed of 700 elite veterans of Zhang Bengong, and assisted by 200 to 300 gangsters in the rear, charged straight forward. The veteran soldiers held long weapons, while the gangsters held short blades, and they gathered around a large "丁"-shaped flag and struggled forward.

If you look down from mid-air, you can see that these 700 soldiers from the old camp are as powerful as a rainbow, like a sharp sword, easily tearing apart the bandits blocking their way before them, splitting them in two like cut meat, and attacking the Black Mountain Army where Zheng Jun is with all their might, with tremendous arrogance!

And that grayish-white true energy, under the formation of the old camp soldiers, was like a dark cloud, covering the entire sky, and pressing towards Zheng Jun. It really gave people a sense of déjà vu of 'dark clouds pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it'.

Ding Ming's hands were shaking violently at this moment.

It's not fear, but excitement.

He has always been suppressed by Fan Tai.

Since the troops were dispatched, no military formation has been formed with him as the centerpiece!

Not even Fan Tai.

After all, the counties along the way are all vulnerable.

Only the county town has some level.

However, they bypassed the county town and did not attack it at all, so no one could truly combine the strength of the old camp soldiers.

This is his first formation!
He felt the power surging!

With such a powerful true energy, even the third level of outer energy would not be his opponent!
In this battle, as long as he kills Zheng Jun, he can defeat the Black Mountain Army head-on.

Then the two counties of Kangle and Pingzhang will all belong to King Dayi!
I will also become King Dayi's trusted general. If King Dayi establishes a country in the future, I will definitely have a place there!

Whether it is a dragon or a snake depends on today's battle!

Zheng Jun, on the other hand, raised his sword and looked at the soldiers from the old camp who were charging towards him. A murderous aura came over him, and he instantly noticed the different reactions of these elite soldiers who had fought in many battles.

Forming a formation, Ding Ming, who was only at the second level of outer energy, burst out with a powerful true energy that could be said to be no less powerful than his normal self!

If I don't use 'Yiri Liuguang', I really won't be able to defeat this opponent!

In all the offensives he had ever seen, there had never been such a vast military formation!

Even the formation formed by the General of the Right Guard of the Prince of Changyang's Mansion, who led a thousand men, was much inferior to that of the soldiers in the old camp.

If they collide, it can only be said that they will collapse at the first touch.

The Right Guard General Tian Shuo would probably be killed directly by this "evil general named Ding".

"Even the 700 soldiers of the old camp are like this. I heard that Zhang Bengong has 10,000 strong soldiers under his command. If they were united in battle formation, wouldn't Zhang Bengong be able to dominate the world? No wonder General Yan, who had reached the Tongqiao realm, was seriously injured and defeated. No wonder most of the officers and soldiers of Yanting County were annihilated..."

Zheng Jun pondered in his heart and felt the difficulty of this old soldier.

As long as there are two thousand soldiers in this old camp here, or there is a warrior at the peak of the outer realm who can form a formation of a thousand people.

Zheng Jun has now ordered a retreat.

In the army formation, Yang Jun, the captain of the Black Mountain Guard who had been in Yunzhou for a long time, naturally saw the huge momentum. He immediately stepped forward, wiped the blood from under his helmet, and said to Zheng Jun sincerely: "General! The enemy army is coming in formation with great momentum! Our army is newly established, and most of the soldiers are new soldiers. Moreover, they are not well trained compared to the Zhiyuan Guard. Our formation power is far inferior to theirs. Even the brave soldiers of Yunzhou are no more than this! Please stay away from the sharp edge for a while, and wait for our army to form a formation, and then fight again!"

"Temporarily avoid the sharp edge? Do I need to avoid his sharp edge?"

Zheng Jun was startled when he heard this, and sneered loudly, "Just hold your knives and move forward, and fight as hard as you can! I will come and take his head!"

After saying this, Zheng Jun’s Qingjin true energy emerged, and the green light became brighter!

What does Yang Jun mean by this?
An unintentional mistake?

Or was it intentional?

Wouldn't it be a sign of weakness to the enemy and a shake in their morale to say this openly on the battlefield?
Originally, the soldiers might have had some fighting spirit, but after hearing these words, they naturally became uneasy. Even if they formed a formation later, they might retreat if they encountered anything unusual, causing a commotion.

Wars often start from the collapse of such small situations!

A hint of coldness flashed across Zheng Jun's eyes.

After the battle, we still need to investigate Yang Jun. Zheng Jun whistled, and the Qingjin Zhen Gang rose into the sky, instantly dispersing the atmosphere of "dark clouds pressing down on the city", and replaced it with a green light.

"Um?!"

Feeling the attack of this Qingjin Zhenqi, Ding Ming felt a fierce breath coming, and was stunned for a moment. His eyes narrowed, and he clenched the two axes in his hands, staring at Zheng Jun in front of him. He was stunned, and then he said in surprise: "Come here alone?!"

The next second, Ding Ming felt that the outcome was decided, and he couldn't help but want to shout to the sky: "God help me, God help me! That Zheng Jun is so arrogant!"

He came with his army in formation, and with the support of his soldiers, no one except a martial artist with extraordinary powers could defeat him!
If Zheng Jun of the Black Mountain Army also formed a military formation and engaged in a head-on confrontation, the outcome would be uncertain.

Now, he is so arrogant that he comes here alone with a knife. How absurd!
It seems that today is the day for me, Ding Ming, to become famous!
Ding Ming was overjoyed, looking towards Zheng Jun, fearing that he would not come. He immediately activated his true energy and shouted, "Zheng Jun, kneel down and kowtow quickly, and I will spare your life. If you dare to come, I will chop off your head!"

The sound rolled like thunder.

However, just as Ding Ming was roaring, Zheng Jun had already stepped forward.

Every time Zheng Jun took a step, a strong wind swept in, and the blue-gold true energy came, roaring around him, with an imposing manner like a mountain, and a loud voice like a large yellow bell: "If you don't die within ten strikes, I lose."

"Insanity!"

Ding Ming was furious, the battle flag behind him fluttered in the strong wind, and he shouted angrily: "All troops, charge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven hundred soldiers from the old camp rushed forward!

"kill--!!!"

"kill--!!!"

"..."

The shouts of killing rang out to the sky, and the Black Mountain Army, seeing this, also took the initiative to charge forward.

Seeing this, Zheng Jun snorted coldly, and as he took a step, the surging true energy emanating from his body was like a pair of wings sweeping up, stirring up a strong wind, and sweeping up the sand within dozens of feet around Zheng Jun. In an instant, the air waves rolled up and surged up layer by layer, and under the flying sand and gravel, some gravel was also splashing wildly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, sound waves exploded, shaking the battlefield!
A domineering and fiery aura rose up, like the rising sun, emitting a dazzling golden light that was too bright to look directly at.

The golden light was mixed with the strong wind, and large pieces of sand and rocks were flying wildly along with the strong wind.

In this chaotic storm, Zheng Jun had already stepped forward and rushed out, his armor reflecting light, his flags fluttering, and he slashed with his sword, bringing with it a dazzling golden light and a blazing wave of air, just like the rising sun, and slashed at Ding Ming, who relied on the military power of the old camp:

"The first knife!"

boom!
The sun is shining brightly, and the sun is naturally steep!
All the true energy in Zheng Jun's body burst out and transformed into a huge sun, which looked down from high above and chopped down!

"Gather, defend!"

Seeing this scene, Ding Ming's pupils trembled and shrank suddenly, he was extremely shocked: "Change the formation, Xuanwu!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers in the old camp stopped and began to defend as soon as possible!

He strictly enforces discipline and is truly the elite in the world.

And in the instant that the military formation changed, the true energy visible to the naked eye in Ding Ming's body suddenly condensed and increased!

All the soldiers in the old camp in the entire army gathered their blood, qi and true energy on Ding Ming. Layers of blood and qi rose like tides, several dozen feet high. The chaotic true energy attached together, and a black heavy-armored turtle appeared faintly in the sky!
"boom!"

With one slash of the sword, the true energy roared like thunder.

The condensed turtle shell shook a bit.

The soldiers in the old camp who were forming a military formation below felt a severe impact all over their bodies. A look of pain appeared on their faces, but they still gritted their teeth and withstood the knife.

Ding Ming's pupils contracted violently.

This knife is too terrifying!

It was clearly a blazing sun blade, but it made Ding Ming feel chills, as if he had fallen into an ice storage. He could feel every inch of his skin being pricked by the sharp blade!

This is probably Zheng Jun’s full-strength attack!

No wonder he was so arrogant and dared to fight without forming a battle formation!

Ding Ming gritted his teeth and thought to himself: 'He won't need many times. After he holds on, it's time for me to strike back!'

"Today, let him know what the consequences of arrogance are!"

Just as Ding Ming was insisting on this, he suddenly heard a voice of surprise and doubt: "Huh?"

When Ding Ming heard the voice, he looked up and saw that the voice of surprise came from Zheng Jun's mouth.

When Zheng Jun saw that his sword failed to break the formation, he did not panic, but instead showed a surprised expression.

"This……"

Seeing this expression, Ding Ming's pupils contracted violently again.

What's with this surprised expression?!

Could it be that he was actually happy to hear about the war?

For a moment, Ding Ming was filled with doubt and confusion. After he came to his senses, he saw the golden light flashing again on Zheng Jun's blade!
"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

Two more sword strikes came, shining brightly under the blazing sunlight. Yellow sand swept up all over the sky, blocking the vision of the bandits and refugees. Many of them ran into the Black Mountain Army and were hacked to death one after another, and the army formation was in chaos.

In the midst of the yellow sand, the two sword strikes instantly caused the blood of the old camp soldiers to boil, as if they had been hit violently.

'Can't defend!'

For a moment, Ding Ming did not hesitate, and shouted with gritted teeth: "Change the formation, White Tiger Formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier in the old camp quickly stood up, forcibly suppressed the surging blood in his body, and began to change the military formation.

The true energy in Ding Ming's body immediately began to rotate and then suddenly condensed!
Seeing this, Zheng Jun also understood what formation Ding Ming was using.

It is the famous Four Symbols Suppressing Evil Formation.

Also.

After all, Zhang Bengong was originally a minor officer of the border army in Xuanzhou. After sweeping across Xuanzhou and Suzhou, he took away a lot of border troops. Among his 8,000 old camp soldiers, at least 5,000 were elite border troops. The Four Symbols Suppressing Evil Formation was a military formation commonly used by the Su and Xuan border troops.

The troops on our side won’t.

The military book only wrote about this formation and did not record the daily practice methods.

After defeating the enemy, you can capture a few grassroots officers from the old camp and conduct training with them.

Zheng Jun was thinking in his mind, but his hands were not idle at the same time.

At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of hiding.

No matter what the Prince of Changyang says, no matter what the Prefect of Changyang says.

Once you come here, just deny it even if you are beaten to death.

Zhang Bengong alone can wreak havoc on Xuan and Su, and has no rivals.

If you get pushed into a corner, it's no big deal if you just start an uprising on the spot!

"Chi~"

Just as Zheng Jun was thinking, Ding Ming, who had successfully changed the formation, raised his two axes, and all the virtual images in the military formation were condensed. The next second, the sharp axe blades had already chopped out!
The sharp axe blade cut the airflow in front of it and pressed towards Zheng Jun, enough to make it hard to breathe!

Although the flying sand and rocks in the Black Mountain Army obscured the vision of many Blood Refining warriors, the warriors in the Qi Accumulation Realm could still see what was going on.

What's more, there is also an outer-level warrior in the Black Mountain Army.

That was the magistrate of Miaoxin County, Qiao Zijing.

He looked at the terrifying airflow and couldn't help being terrified.

If I had not escaped when the city was breached last night, I would have been crushed to death by this army and died in Miaoxin County!

For a moment, he felt a little nervous.

General Zheng, I'm afraid you're going to die under this axe.

I'm going to run away.

Zhiyuan County is not an option either. One must run to Pingzhang County or even Bozhou City to have any chance of survival!
Thinking of this, Qiao Zijing was about to escape, but suddenly he heard a roar coming from between heaven and earth.

"boom!"

With a roar, the surrounding air waves seemed to be emptied.

Qiao Zijing looked up and saw that Zheng Jun had already made another attack!

This strike of the sword was even more powerful and more terrifying than the previous three moves.

The golden light as dazzling as a waterfall pressed down from above, appearing in a flash, as fast as thunder!

The sound of the sword was like a dragon, and the sapphire energy mixed with the golden sword light that shone like the sun, surging out like a river bursting its dam, roaring towards the axe blade.

This knife!

The strong wind blew, and Ding Ming's pupils trembled and his face became stiff.

What kind of knife light is this?
What kind of martial arts is this?!

Supernatural powers?
How can he have magical powers?! How can he have magical powers?!

A poor boy from a county town, although he is stunningly amazing, that is just his talent. This magical power is definitely not acquired by talent. Why does he have magical powers? !

Ding Ming naturally knew about the supernatural powers.

As a senior general under King Dayi, although not to the extent of a confidant, he was also aware of King Dayi's "Purple Air Coming from the East" and had witnessed the power of the magical power with his own eyes.

Five days ago, King Dayi Zhang Bengong defeated the enemy in Donghe County of Yanting Commandery. At that time, the imperial general Yan Rushong was holding a Xuanhua axe, charging at the front, and displaying several perfect-level top-grade martial arts. He was truly invincible.

King Dayi only made a slight move, and purple air came from the east, and he united the forces of the old camp. With just one move, he made Yan Rushong spit blood, broke one of his arms, and made him flee in embarrassment.

At that time, Ding Ming knew the mystery and power of the supernatural power.

But he never dreamed of it.

The second time he saw the power of supernatural power, it was actually himself...

He was in a trance, and the edge of the two axes only flashed, and the waterfall-like golden light had already covered him.

Ding Ming's heart was pounding and fear surged in his heart.

He saw the knife clearly, but he felt that except for the sharpness of the knife, all other objects around him slowed down a lot. Even his body could not move, as if he was restrained by an invisible airflow.

After a moment, Ding Ming suddenly realized.

It's not that I'm bound.

But this knife was really too fast.

His body was unable to react at all, and all he could see was the blade coming towards him to kill him.

"It's over."

This was the only thought in Ding Ming's mind.

The next moment, blood splattered everywhere!
A head shot up into the sky, and as it rolled, blood surged and sprayed out like a bloody rain.

After Ding Ming's head was chopped off, the seven hundred soldiers from the old camp suddenly felt as if they were attacked by some kind of force. They vomited blood on the spot and their breath became weak.

[Break the formation alone and kill the enemy general! The repayment progress of 'Yiri Liuguang' is +301, and the current repayment progress is: 1865/3000. ]

The small gilded characters flashed in front of him, and Zheng Jun could see them all.

This strike has already exerted all his strength.

Most of the true energy in Zheng Jun's body was consumed, and there was not much true energy left.

But just when Zheng Jun thought that everything was coming to an end and the war was completely over, he suddenly heard an uproar:

"The army formation is broken!"

"General Ding was killed!"

"us……"

"How can the imperial court let us off after what we have done?! This imperial general's strike will definitely cost him a lot of energy. If we all rush forward together, we will definitely kill him!"

"..."

After an uproar, the soldiers in the old camp quickly came to a consensus on a new idea and rushed towards Zheng Jun, launching a killing move.

Although they were weak, they were veterans of the battlefield after all. They knew that if they just ran away at this moment, they would only die. Therefore, the only thing they could do now was to fight hard.

"They are indeed the elite of the army. They can continue to attack..."

Zheng Jun's eyes were as ferocious as an eagle's as he swept over these people, shook off the remaining blood beads on Xue Shou's knife, and swung the knife again. The golden light formed a semicircle and cut towards them!
"kill!"

"..."

In a few moments, this place has become a hell.

There was blood everywhere, and dead bodies everywhere, hundreds of them lying there.

The seven hundred soldiers of the old camp had suffered two to three hundred casualties in less than half a cup of tea's battle with Zheng Jun.

With so many people dead, the soldiers in the old camp had begun to waver. Some of them in the rear had even begun to secretly discard their armor and prepare to disguise themselves as refugees or bandits and start fleeing.

Without the blessing of Zheng Jun's Qingjin Zhengang, the wind and sand receded, the Black Mountain Army charged forward, and the battlefield was reduced to ruins.

Corpses piled up and blood flowed like a river.

Swords, spears, and halberds were broken, corpses were everywhere, and mud and blood were mixed together...

It was a horrifying scene like hell on earth.

Qiao Zijing stood on the battlefield, his cloth boots soaked with blood, but he still didn't notice anything. He just stared blankly at the headless male corpse. He was shocked and couldn't help muttering to himself, "The thief who chopped off such a powerful axe is actually dead?"

Qiao Zijing was shocked beyond words, he looked up and saw a young general covered in blood, standing resolutely with a long sword in his hand, beside the pile of corpses.

Beside him, dozens of veteran soldiers knelt down and laid down their weapons in surrender.

The refugees and bandits also left behind many corpses. There were also a large number of refugees kneeling on the ground trembling, frightened by the bloody scene, vomiting constantly, their faces pale.

The Black Mountain Guards stepped forward, and Wei Quan, whose entire armor was stained with blood, stepped forward and saluted Zheng Jun and said, "General! The Black Mountain Army is approaching, what should we do with the prisoners?"

"Take him back first."

Zheng Jun took a deep breath and spoke.

It did take a lot of energy to break the formation just now.

That turtle-shell-like military formation is indeed difficult to break, and requires all one's strength.

But it doesn’t matter. You will recover after half a day of breathing exercises.

Zheng Jun’s thoughts on the current captives are simple.

He led the refugees to find out their situation, selected strong men among them, and organized a new army.

The refugees who participated in the atrocities were beaten to death with 11 strokes of the whip.

The surrendered soldiers from the old camp were killed with two blows!

The so-called killing by drawing lots means killing people.

The "eleven-draw-to-kill" method means that one person out of every ten people is drawn and killed in public to intimidate the other nine.

The soldiers in the old camp did the same. They picked one out of every two people and killed him in public to intimidate the other one.

This is the way to punish rebellion.

Ancient generals have always been cruel to their soldiers.

In the history before Zheng Jun traveled through time, Yang Su, a general of the Sui Dynasty, used punishment in battle to intimidate his soldiers.

Whenever there was an attack, three hundred people would be sent to charge first.

If they fail, then these three hundred people will be beheaded in front of the entire army, and then the next three hundred people will be sent forward.

After this happened several times, the entire army realized that if they failed to capture the city, they would die, so they would naturally fight hard.

Of course, in this situation you also need to be able to completely subdue the army.

If you can't subdue the army, you'll only lose your head.

Zheng Jun decided to kill.

Although these captives have committed serious crimes, Zheng Jun really needs some old soldiers now.

Zheng Jun’s current goal is to use this method to intimidate them and obtain the military formation method from the survivors.

When he thought of this, Zheng Jun let out a breath.

All he has to do now is to expand the army!
The scattered soldiers of the old camp are still so strong.

Then there are at least five thousand Zhang Bengongs, how terrifying would that be?
We must expand our military.

If Zhang Bengong attacks, I will have to be able to fight him.

As for the court?

Kangle County is almost turned into a barren land, and by the time the imperial court arrives, it will be too late to make a fortune!
Moreover, Zheng Jun also had his own ideas and wanted to have more soldiers in a legitimate way.

That is……

With this thought in mind, Zheng Jun looked at Qiao Zijing, the magistrate of Miaoxin County.

I'm afraid all the soldiers in Miaoxin County have died.

Many counties in Kangle County should have lost their county soldiers, right?
It would be a waste if we don’t take up their places!
(End of this chapter)