Please ask me to be the emperor

"Your Highness, General Zhang has sent a signal!"

Just when Zhang Shun was fighting with Hong Tai through the air with his 90,000 troops, Xu Ziyuan suddenly reminded him.

"Got it, Li Zicheng's troops will launch an attack immediately!" Zhang Shun raised his head and took a look, only to see two red signals falling from the still somewhat dark sky.

However, as soon as he said these words, his expression suddenly changed: "No, no, why is this signal here!"

Although there was no help from the hot air balloon, the mountains and rivers within a radius of more than ten miles and the distribution of nearly 200,000 troops were all photocopied in his mind.

It turned out that after the transition through the hot air balloon, Zhang Shun finally broke through and almost perfectly built a three-dimensional model of the entire battlefield in his mind.

This is also the fundamental reason why he was able to fight back and forth with Hong Tai even after losing the hot air balloon.

He didn't know if this was a superpower. He only knew that some generals in his previous life were called "living maps". This time he really understood what "living maps" meant.

People, unless they reach a certain level, really don’t know what they can do.

However, it was precisely because Zhang Shun himself became a "living map" that he realized at a glance that there was something wrong with the location of the signal.

This signal did not appear on Hou Jin's right wing at all, but on the right side of Hou Jin's central army.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Xu Ziyuan couldn't help but asked in shock when he saw Zhang Shun's expression.

Zhang Shun ignored him, but stared at the signal that gradually disappeared in the air, and kept checking in his mind: Yes, it is the right wing of the Jianlu Central Army, it is the right wing of the Jianlu Central Army.

Zhang Fengyi, Zhang Fengyi, what on earth are you going to do!

"Wukong, where is Ji Longfeng!" At this moment when Xu Ziyuan was confused, Zhang Shun suddenly said.

"Master, I am here!"

"Your Highness, Ji Longfeng is here!" Two voices replied one after another.

"I order the two of you to take a hundred of my bodyguards and go to the camps of Zhang Rujing and Ashan respectively with my handwritten letter. I order them to use you two as fronts to form a front line to tear apart the central army of Jianlu!" Zhang Shun He couldn't help but order.

"Ah?" Wukong was stunned when he heard this. Before he could speak, Ji Longfeng reached out and pulled him.

"Don't pull me, master. If we go, who can stay to protect you?" Wukong easily broke away from Ji Longfeng's pull and couldn't help but ask quickly.

It turns out that Zhang Shunzhong's army is filled with all kinds of "uneasy factors". If there is no one to guard it, if someone gets interested, it will be a big deal!

Even though this Wukong is usually not very smart, he actually has the most delicate mind.

He escorted Tang Monk all the way to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, crossed out. Ever since he followed Zhang Shun, he had done his duty and rarely put Zhang Shun into dangerous situations.

Now that Wang Jinyi was sent out to lead the troops by Zhang Shun, only he and Ji Longfeng were left, and they were sent out by Zhang Shun again. How could this be done?

"Stop talking nonsense, this battle can't be won without you and Ji Longfeng!" Zhang Shun boasted half dotingly and half wearing a high hat, "Master, I will go to Xu Quan's Fire Gun Camp to command the three armies. You can just take my place. Just kill the thief!"

"Okay, master, take care of yourself!" Wukong nodded with relief, and then he and Ji Longfeng led the men and horses respectively.

"Your Highness, has something happened?" This was the first time Xu Ziyuan saw Zhang Shun sending out all his personal guards.

"It's nothing, we just have a chance to win!" Zhang Shun shook his head and said with an unpredictable smile.

Having said that, he was actually already filled with uneasiness.

Seven thousand soldiers with white poles are neither too many nor too few.

If it were left to Hou Jin, he would be considered an elite leader no matter what.

However, what can a group of elite soldiers with white poles do on a battlefield of nearly 200,000 people?

A general who has never fought such a large-scale battle will never know what the outcome will be if someone overwhelms him with an overwhelming numerical advantage.

No matter how good you are at fighting or fighting, how many nails can you twist even if your whole body is made of iron?

Without further ado, he must attack from both front and back to penetrate Hou Jin's army before the seven thousand white soldiers were destroyed.

If not, what he received would not only be the body of Zhang Fengyi, but more likely the bodies of the three armies, including himself!

"Send the order, concentrate all the artillery in our hands, and blast a hole for me in the Jianlu formation!" Thinking of this, Zhang Shun couldn't help but coldly ordered.

"In addition, Mr. Song, please immediately raise this hot air balloon for me. I want to watch the battle from above!"

"Ah, Your Highness, aren't you going to Xu Quan's camp now?" Song Xiance couldn't help being shocked when he heard this, "Also, the wind is not light now, if it rises by force"

"This opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come back. Mrs. Hong will not give us a second chance!" Zhang Shun couldn't help but interrupt impatiently before Song Xiance could finish his words.

"As for Xu Quan, let's let him send a thousand gunmen to guard this place for me first!"

"Okay, my subordinate (old Taoist priest) takes the order!" Xu Ziyuan and Song Xiance looked at each other after hearing this, and couldn't help but take the order honestly.

Until this moment, the two people finally understood that King Shun was going to fight for his life at this moment!

When the rebels' hot air balloon rose again, the hanging basket shook seriously due to the force of the wind.

However, Zhang Shun turned a blind eye to this, and just clung to the edge of the hanging basket, staring at the seven thousand white pole soldiers who were rushing towards the rear Jin Zhongjun.

In his eyes, the cone-shaped formation composed of seven thousand white soldiers was nothing more than a large triangle.

However, such a large triangle always worried about his heart.

He couldn't see an individual's struggle, nor could he see who was Zhang Fengyi.

He could only see that this triangular formation was like an iron cone, chipping away at Jin Zhongjun's back inch by inch with Zhang Fengyi's will.

The thin line of defense that originally stood in front of the awl was pierced through before it could get too entangled.

After breaking through the conical formation blocked by the defense line, it penetrated deeply into Hou Jin's army. Soon the two sides were fighting together. Zhang Shun carefully distinguished himself for a long time, but he could not tell the difference between ourselves and the enemy.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Just as Zhang Shun was watching the battle of the white-armed soldiers carefully, bursts of loud artillery sound suddenly woke him up.

He looked down and saw bursts of white smoke puffing out from the rebel front line. It was the rebel artillery bombarding Houjin's position.

Due to the heavy rain, the gunpowder of the rebels was also damp and soaked a lot.

This time the rebels fired cannons and cannons. It may be the last large-scale cannon fire and cannon fire in this war!

As the intensive firing of rebel artillery was completed, rows of soldiers were seen rushing out of the position, and then they were enveloped by a burst of smoke.

They were the gunmen under Xu Quan's command. In order to fully suppress Hou Jin's soldiers, Zhang Shun put all his bets this time.

Sure enough, as soon as the Hou Jin soldiers saw the sound of the rebel artillery fire, they couldn't help but rush out from the other side of the hill, and happened to hit the muzzle of the rebel artillery that was waiting for them. For a while, they didn't know how many people were killed and injured.

Just after the sound of fire cannons, before the smoke dissipated, two more men and horses suddenly rushed out and ran towards Houjin's camp, only to kill the Houjin soldiers who had just been hit by fire cannons and were caught off guard.

When Zhang Shun saw this, he couldn't help but sigh, and then looked around 270 degrees.

From Li Zicheng's tribe to the east of Qiqi Village, to the rebel army to the west of Chiyou Village, to Zhang Sanbai's tribe in Fanshan Fort, and finally to the rebel camp in the emperor's old city.

Within this nearly complete circle, there was fighting and chaos everywhere.

He couldn't help but close his eyes and thought to himself: Zhang Fengyi, Zhang Fengyi, this time I can only do so much for you, the rebels, and the entire world.

After all, no matter what the outcome of this war, the ownership of this world, and the destiny of this land, let everything be left to God's will!

Sorry, the author originally wanted to advance to Zhang Fengyi's plot earlier, but after writing so much in this chapter, I haven't finished it yet, so the author had to spoil it in advance. Zhang Fengyi is fine, everyone, go to bed early!