Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"How is that possible!" Zong Ze blurted out.

When he had an army of 800,000, he felt that he would definitely win the Northern Expedition.

When he had an army of 300,000 men, he felt that he had the advantage and was invincible.

Even when Yue Fei designed a psychological attack on him and he proactively divided his troops to form an encirclement, leaving him with only 100,000 troops, Zong Ze still felt that he would not lose.

However, when Yue Fei's combination of punches directly cut off the flow of clouds between the army and directly broke the front organizational framework of the Song army into pieces, Zong Ze finally panicked.

There was no expression on Yue Fei's face. While adjusting the battle line, he dispatched the cavalry units circling outside to split up and began to put pressure on the Song Dynasty's outer forces, leading the Song Dynasty soldiers to make wrong decisions.

At the same time, a series of very rhythmic, but god-like operations that seemed dazzling to normal people were added on the front.

"Water flows according to the terrain, and soldiers win according to the enemy. Therefore, soldiers have no constant position, and water has no constant shape. Those who can win by adapting to the changes of the enemy are called gods!"

Zong Ze almost gritted his teeth when he spoke. He had realized that the commander on the opposite side was not a human being at all. He had underestimated him too much.

The other party's youth became his best protective color. He thought that the other party was arrogant only because he was only looking at the world from a narrow perspective. Now that he has seen the other party's true strength, it is like a mayfly seeing the blue sky. He realized that the other party had arranged everything from the beginning.

Every step he took was anticipated by his opponent, and the perfect rhythm intercepted his command at every step.

At this moment, the armies of both sides were fighting each other, and the military formations were changing almost every moment, but the most suitable blessing always appeared in the most appropriate place.

What is even more frightening is that the enemy's elite and backbone troops are fighting on the front line, while the ones who complete the formation change are the enemy's new recruits.

As for the fact that these new recruits are unfamiliar with the military formation, there is no need for them to understand what they are doing. As long as they arrive at the designated position according to the command, the military formation will be formed naturally, and the flow of clouds will not have any stagnation.

What’s even more terrifying is that Yue Fei completed such a series of inhuman operations without any mistakes.

Yue Fei’s military god special effect is very simple, that is, it is completely correct, and completely consistent with Yue Fei’s own style. Other military gods will sometimes slip and fail, but Yue Fei will not.

In a sense, whether it is Caesar's generals or Han Xin's soldiers, these are all operations to increase the upper limit, and this ability comes from their life experiences.

The same is true for Yue Fei. Correcting mistakes and maintaining correctness are Yue Fei's beliefs. Therefore, after he became a military god, the special effects that naturally emerged were absolutely correct, and there would be no mistakes under his command.

The huge gap in troop strength forced Yue Fei to exert his full strength, and under the influence of this military god's special effects, the elite troops of the Song Dynasty commanded by Zong Ze were torn into pieces by Yue Fei without them even understanding what was happening.

What made Zong Ze even more desperate was the existence of the Beiwei Army. This military soul army was already prepared to bear everything when it set foot on his land, his former territory.

Yue Fei showed the reality clearly to all the soldiers of the Beiwei Army through sharing their memories. The empathy they had felt in the past made them all agree with Yue Fei's beliefs and follow him on the journey to the south.

At the moment of utmost sublimation, the combat effectiveness of the Beiwei Army was as high as the sky. Not to mention the elite imperial guards of the Song Dynasty, even the middle and lower-level officers in the military system of the Song Dynasty would have no choice but to suffer defeat if they encountered the Beiwei Army head-on.

"Go to hell!" Zhang Jun roared and swung his sword at the Beiwei army that was blocking him. His body was already covered in blood, and his internal energy cultivation could not give him any sense of security at this moment.

He didn't know what wrong he had done. The army was in chaos, but there was always a squad of Beiwei soldiers in front of him. Even though his personal guards risked their lives to protect him, most of them were dead by now, and he himself was stabbed several times.

Zhang Jun's sense of crisis was warning him frantically, as if the battlefield had turned into a dead zone with no way of survival at all.

But Zhang Jun did not believe in fate, and he did not want to die, so he waved the weapon in his hand frantically, using his internal energy to launch a crazy attack on the enemy in front of him.

Even the two centurions of the Beiwei Army were unable to capture it together.

Although they wanted to sacrifice themselves and kill Zhang Jun directly, Yue Fei's order had a higher priority, so they could only follow the order and move. Zhang Jun also breathed a sigh of relief, as the people in front of him finally became ordinary Xinghan elites.

The pressure brought to him by the Beiwei Army was too great. Even the ordinary Beiwei soldiers had terribly strong defenses. His attacks could only produce countless sparks when they landed on the opposite side's large shield.

Up to now, he has not killed a single Beiwei Army soldier with his own hands. Instead, his personal guards fought with their lives and replaced one.

The two centurions of the Beiwei Army who had just approached were both of top-level strength with internal energy. Under this cloud of energy, their fighting power was not much worse than his. With the two of them joining forces, he almost died here.

Only then did he have time to look around.

However, you don't know until you see it. When you see Zhang Jun, you will almost be scared silly. After all, he is known in history as one of the Four Generals of the Restoration, although compared with Yue Fei and Han Shizhong, he seems to be just making up the numbers.

But his military level is not low, and he is lingering on the threshold of commanding a large army.

However, it was precisely because he understood military affairs that he noticed how bad the situation had become.

"This...how is this possible!"

Zhang Jun found it difficult to carry out the plan because the Song Dynasty clearly had an absolute advantage in numbers. However, the situation was now tilted towards Yue Fei's side. The death of a large number of middle and low-level officers caused Zong Ze to begin to lose control of the army.

The army that had been broken into several pieces, like mechanical parts that had been disassembled hundreds of times, has now been broken into a pile of scattered legions each fighting on their own.

Even those who don't know much about military affairs know one thing: there is no way to get into chaos on the battlefield and seek death.

Yue Fei mobilized his soldiers and, in no time at all, with a troop ratio of 1 to 6, he managed to break up Zong Ze's elite troops of the Song Dynasty and force them to fight on their own.

Zhang Jun knew very well what this meant.

At least Zong Ze couldn't show this kind of suppressive power when dealing with him.

Zhang Jun was extremely disappointed and had already begun to think of retreating. However, before Zhang Jun could take action, a figure with a hundred Beiwei soldiers appeared in front of him.

"Surrender now and I can spare your life!"

Yue Fei looked at Zhang Jun in front of him with a cold expression. Several waves of Beiwei army rotations failed to kill Zhang Jun. Although there were Lu Wenlong, Wu Song and others waiting for orders, Yue Fei still ran over in person.

The closer you are to the enemy, the more efficient your command will be. Besides, the other people are too far away. Although Zhang Jun cannot influence the army, he is like a nail stuck here, which still has an impact on his own plan.

So Yue Fei planned to send Zhang Jun on his journey personally. For some reason, when he saw Zhang Jun, he always had a sense of fate.

The last time he had this feeling was when he faced Jin Wushu.

Therefore, Yue Fei would rather slow down the dismantling of the army and come to see Zhang Jun's situation in person.

"It's you!" Zhang Jun's face was crazy, he had recognized Yue Fei's identity.

A bold idea came to his mind, and then an unknown force moved his heartstrings. Zhang Jun's fear of fighting completely disappeared, and Yue Fei was the only goal left in his eyes. "Kill you and become famous!" Zhang Jun growled, ignoring Yue Fei's persuasion to surrender.

As obscure fluctuations descended, Zhang Jun's aura surged, and he actually broke through in battle to the level of breaking through the realm, and it was the Divine Realm Breaking with the greatest fluctuations among all the realm breakings.

"Come with me and kill him. There will be a reward of ten thousand taels!"

There will always be heroes when there is a big reward. The soldiers and guards who seemed a little depressed just now immediately burst into enthusiasm and sprinted towards Yue Fei behind Zhang Jun.

"Come and fight!" Zhang Jun had gone completely crazy at this time. His eyes were bloodshot and his internal energy was gushing out like a spring. The big knife in his hand, with all his energy and spirit, smashed towards Yue Fei like a sledgehammer.

At this moment, Zhang Jun was like a god descending from heaven, with the momentum to chop off both the man and the gun.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, a blow that condensed all of Zhang Jun's energy and spirit hit Yue Fei's spear.

The explosion brought with it a powerful shockwave that directly killed the personal guards behind Zhang Jun, while the Beiwei Army behind Yue Fei was completely indifferent, as this level of attack was not enough to hurt them.

"Is that the only way?" Yue Fei looked at Zhang Jun in front of him with some confusion, holding the gun in one hand, not understanding why Zhang Jun could attract the destiny.

You know, he had only seen this kind of obscure fluctuation in Jin Wushu before. However, the grass on Jin Wushu's grave is several meters high. Is Zhang Jun as strong as Jin Wushu?
The answer is obvious: no. Even Jin Wushu died despite his destiny, let alone Zhang Jun in front of him.

"The power that does not belong to you, will never belong to you!"

Yue Fei looked at Zhang Jun, whose blood was boiling, without any ripples on his face. This level was not enough to face himself back then, let alone himself who had made a huge leap in willpower after becoming a military god.

Zhang Jun's chest was filled with blood and he couldn't even speak. He had never thought that someone could easily stop his full-strength attack, even when the opponent obviously didn't use his full strength.

If it weren't for the suppression of the clouds, I would have died just now.

"A power that cannot be controlled can never be called one's own!"

Yue Fei's eyes swept over Zhang Jun calmly, and Zhang Jun felt a surge of anger in his chest. "Why do you ask me for instructions like this? I don't accept it."

"Go to hell!" Zhang Jun roared, and even began to burn his life, with a blood-red light appearing on the big knife.

"Stubborn!"

Yue Fei's expression turned cold. He originally wanted to capture Zhang Jun to study his destiny, but seeing Zhang Jun's appearance, it would be more appropriate to send him off.

"Die!" Like a thunderous roar, Yue Fei's spear defeated Zhang Jun's attack with great force, and then pierced Zhang Jun's heart directly.

"I'm not reconciled..."

Zhang Jun stared at Yue Fei in disbelief. The gap in strength was too big, so big that he could not accept it at all.

"Carry his body back!" Yue Fei ordered casually and took a look at the situation on the battlefield. During the time when he was dealing with Zhang Jun, Zong Ze used all his strength to try to turn the situation back.

But this window of opportunity was deliberately left for him by Yue Fei. Zong Ze was very quick in responding to each other's moves. Although he could suppress his opponent steadily, it would take a lot of time for him to defeat him.

Yue Fei simply relaxed his suppression and allowed Zong Ze to rebound.

As we all know, if you make a move, you will reveal your flaws, and if you want to win, you will be set up.

Under Zong Ze's devilish look, Yue Fei threw Wu Song and 500 Beiwei soldiers in. Relying on the absolute local military advantage created after the dismantling, he nibbled away at the Song Dynasty army, where the soldiers did not know their generals, and the generals did not know their soldiers.

The counterattack organized by Zong Ze directly became the clarion call for Yue Fei to close the door and fight the dog.

Relying on a level of dispatch that was close to the theoretical limit without any mistakes, he led Zong Ze astray, bringing out his own battlefield intuition and predictive ability, as if he was controlling his own people, and made the elite troops of the Song Dynasty collide with the elite troops of the Song Dynasty.

Both sides were in great confusion for a while.

"It's that simple. Any legion that doesn't rely on its ability to organize and coordinate its battles can be easily led astray."

Yue Fei gave his commands calmly. Even though his methods were almost supernatural, he did not show any complacency and remained calm and composed.

The Song Dynasty army, which had lost most of its middle and lower-level officers after Yue Fei's deployment, was in complete chaos.

By the time Zong Ze's order reached them, it had already been delayed.

His mobilization speed was not as fast as Yue Fei's, and after the huge delay, Zong Ze was completely defeated.

Zong Ze understood that Yue Fei's operation of making a small investment to gain a big return was essentially like a circus clown throwing balls. He only had two balls in his hand, but there were countless more flying in the air.

The clown cannot hold all these balls with two hands, but by moving them, he can carry more balls than you can imagine.

Although this method cannot be maintained for too long, it is enough in a short period of time.

Zong Ze had a look of despair on his face. The more troops Yue Fei could spare, the fewer troops he could spare.

Clearly, he still had more than 200,000 elite troops on the battlefield, but at this moment he was in a predicament of having no soldiers available.

"It's a pity that there are no cavalry..."

Yue Fei looked at the battlefield and felt a little regretful. It would have been a great strategy to use cavalry to contain Han Shizhong.

And the remaining cavalry was also exchanged for by the opponent's cavalry.

If he still had an elite cavalry, not too many, just two or three thousand, he could defeat Zong Ze in one wave and tip the balance of victory or defeat.

"Should we expand the Beiwei Army and send some cavalry in?" Yue Fei pondered, but after thinking about it, he shook his head.

This war is a special case, otherwise Lu Junyi can be regarded as an external cavalry in his hands.

Don't put the cart before the horse. The beliefs of the Beiwei Army are incompatible with cavalry. If some cavalry are really added, the Beiwei Army may become less pure.

Besides, without cavalry, we will just win more slowly. (End of this chapter)