From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

November, 18th.

The Hongxiang Army turned around and attacked Lanshui County.

In late autumn and early winter, heavy rains poured down.

The rushing river destroyed the dam and flooded the fields, and a line of waves rushed southward.

Outside Lanshui County, the area within a hundred miles was muddy.

The Hongxiang cavalry were forced to dismount and retreat to the riverside.

Five thousand cavalrymen of the Zhongwu Army returned to support, and all dismounted and fought on foot.

The city gates opened, and two thousand county soldiers and one thousand personal guards filed out.

Eight thousand men surrounded thirty-three thousand elite troops.

……

Outside Lanshui County.

Hong Xiangyang ordered the entire army to form a battle array.

He always felt that there was a figure walking in front of him from beginning to end.

During the siege, the county magistrate was not familiar with military affairs, and the eastern wall was about to be breached, when suddenly a large number of warriors appeared.

There was also a rainstorm that shouldn't have happened.

Including now, the Hongxiang Cavalry has lost its most proud support.

At three quarters past noon, eight thousand soldiers of the Zhongwu Army launched an impulsive attack on the enemy.

Hong Xiangyang originally thought that the Fenwu Army was leaving the city, but when the fighting started, he realized that there were only 8,000 people on the opposite side.

For the Hongxiang Iron Cavalry, even if they dismount, they are still top-class elite.

But things quickly became unusual.

The attacking method of this unit is different from any military strategy in any military book.

It looks chaotic and disorganized, even like a fight among bandits.

But the ever-receding front line cannot be faked.

In the field of vision, an enemy soldier hacked a soldier to death head-on, and his armor was shattered. His own centurion attacked from behind, and his comrade suddenly raised his spear to stop him. The man did not even turn his head and ended the centurion's life with his saber held upside down.

The two thousand dismounted soldiers and one thousand armored warriors were not only all sixth-rank warriors, but more outrageously, they all had superb martial arts skills. Their cooperation with each other could not be described as tacit understanding, it was simply like the telepathy between twins.

It does not belong to any military tactics, but is more like the most primitive ant gnawing on its prey.

Cut, hold, advance, and encircle.

Every one of these three thousand people is carrying out orders.

Hong Xiangyang felt a little confused.

Commanding a large army requires command flags, and the units are basically composed of a hundred people. The precise command of the military strategists may be accurate to one flag for fifty people, but it is impossible to make it specific to each individual.

That situation means that 10,000 troops are equipped with 10,000 command flags.

The entire army, including all the people, was at his disposal.

How ridiculous.

The best military strategy is to take advantage of the situation, but if it's like this now, it's basically a one-on-one fight with a warrior.

Hong Xiangyang felt like he was dueling with someone, but his hands and feet were out of control.

The only way to break the deadlock is a cavalry charge, but the current situation does not allow it, or this is the result the other side wants.

……

The central military platform.

Zu Kai, Li Huoli, Wei Nanshan and others lined up in a line.

They all looked at the battlefield in shock.

Eight thousand versus thirty-three thousand, the advantage is gradually becoming clear.

No officers were needed for this attack, for the simple reason that they were useless.

On the only rattan chair, Jiang Yuan sat sideways with his eyes closed.

It is indeed tiring to divide three thousand tasks at once, but it is not impossible for him.

He can control the foul air born from the martial arts furnace and can naturally determine its flow location.

The Filth-Cleaning Army does not need to think, they just need to follow the flow of qi and strike corresponding postures.

In his mind, three thousand images from different perspectives represent three thousand members of the Impurity Extermination Army.

Pei's Thousand Silk Hands allows Old Man Pei to observe thousands of miles away with the help of the eyes of birds such as crows.

The same is true now.

Using troops is like punching.

On the battlefield, 3,000 humiliation troops fought hard, while 5,000 troops surrounded the gaps and pushed forward the battle line. Due to the lack of attention, the martial arts displayed by each humiliation soldier under the control and guidance could not be called shocking.

But it is still a sophisticated martial art.

Even if you no longer control it next time, the impression left behind can improve your fighting skills.

From the sun rising to the sunset.

The war was a one-sided fight of tearing, dividing and slaughtering from beginning to end.

Only when changing knives and breathing did Hong Xiangyang seize the opportunity and launch several counterattacks.

In addition, the Hongxiang Army was always forced to retreat.

Until it reaches the rushing river.

"Did the Hongxiang army just lose like that?" Wei Nanshan couldn't believe it.

"No one can do it. I have never heard of such a way of deploying troops. The Huichu Army are all sixth-rank warriors. With their skills, plus this kind of tactics that are meticulously applied to each individual, they are absolutely invincible." Zu Kai had a complicated expression. Military strategists commanded thousands of troops and dominated the battlefield, but if future generals were like Mr. Jiang, the art of war would no longer have much meaning. It all depended on the personal ability of the commander-in-chief.

In the evening, Hong Xiangyang committed suicide by slashing his throat on the river bank.

After the remaining direct line of the Hongxiang Army fought desperately for a round, the rest surrendered.

Eight hundred soldiers of the Huchu Army were killed in the battle, and the reserve troops suffered two thousand casualties in the counterattack.

Sitting on the rattan chair, Jiang Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood expressionlessly, his eyes were bloodshot. His mind was fine, but his body was too weak at the moment, and his brain could not withstand the rapid operation, so he was feeling a little dizzy now.

The limit is five thousand people, and the number will increase after the realm is broken through.

Of course, if you don’t want to die afterwards, the number can be anything.

"You guys clean up the battlefield, I'll take a break."

Jiang Yuan gathered his thoughts and remained calm.

Zu Kai and his companions clasped their fists together.

"promise."

……

November 18th.

Great victory in Jibei.

General Hong Xiangyang of Beimang died in battle.

An army of 50,000 entered Jizhou and was completely wiped out.

Two-thirds of Hong Xiang's 30,000 cavalry were lost.

After Yinyao County exchanged 8,000 troops with the Beiliang Dragon Elephant Army for 8,000, this cavalry unit can basically be regarded as having withdrawn from the border stage.

Hong Xiangyang's body was sent to Tai'an City.

There was a grand court meeting the next day.

He won a great victory with 8,000 against 33,000, and beheaded Jiang Zi, one of the twelve generals of Beimang. He was promoted to the third rank Yunhui General for his merits, commanding 50,000 troops.

The emperor was very pleased and, following the suggestion of the Prime Minister Zhang Julu, conferred the title of Marquis of Ji'an on him, with a fief of 1,000 households and the authority to be in charge of the military and political affairs of Hengshui County.

Because the national war has not yet completely ended, I am allowed to receive the rewards remotely without going to the capital, and all rewards will be delivered by a special person.

As soon as the news came out, the morale of the troops on the Western Chu front was greatly boosted.

Countless disciples of powerful families volunteered to fight.

Tai'an City, Imperial Palace Attic.

The old man sat at the table in silence.

Zhao Gou clearly reported the war in Jibei in his memorial.

The Impurity Army appeared in the vision of all parties for the first time.

At their peak, they had only 3,000 men, but they defeated the elite troops of Hongxiang and left them without any chance to fight back. The leader committed suicide by slashing his throat by the river.

"If it weren't for Beiliang, Xichu, Yanchi and Liang Liao, how could I tolerate you?" Yuan Benxi shook his head and laughed, because he had just told the emperor that he would make an exception and confer a title of nobility this time, otherwise he would not be able to bear to see the affectionate relationship between the two sides of Xichu.

The Marquis of Ji'an was in charge of 50,000 troops, which meant that the food, fodder and military equipment provided by the court could only meet the needs of 50,000 people.

You can expand the army if you want, but you have to do it yourself. Jibei cannot afford to support too many troops, so the threat is only moderate.

I want to train him, but I'm also worried that he'll run away.

Yuan Benxi lamented that he was just an ordinary man. All this was because of one thing that most of the court officials overlooked: the guy who called himself Jiang Wenqu was not even seventeen years old.

Even the emperor didn't take this into consideration because it was not mentioned in the report and everyone instinctively thought that he was a young general.

The next report consisted of only six short words.

The black deer breaks through the celestial phenomena.

(End of this chapter)