After all, Ying Country only wants to obtain Xiyi City.
But Prince Qin, Prince Qin truly wants Chen Country dead.
And at such a ti, he still made what could be considered the right judgnt.
In the face of death, he quickly mobilized troops, gathering a force of 200,000 soldiers, assembling outside the battlefield of Xiyi City, the only remaining famous generals, advancing forward. Among these generals were Elders of the Ministry of War and those recomnded by Right Minister Feng Yuning.
They naturally have skills.
Although they are greedy, they also possess martial skills and military strategy nurtured over the years. After military strategy etings, they confird that Prince Qin intends to take advantage of the situation in Xiyi City, reaping many benefits from the rear of Great Chen.
Prince Qin is stationed at the rear, preparing for the coming-of-age ceremony.
He plans to deploy troops in four directions, intending to attack Chen Country in multiple places to acquire Chen Country’s land.
In the face of such a situation, sitting and waiting for death is not an option.
However, dividing forces into four routes to respond to Qin’s army one by one is also not a good choice, even a very unprofessional one.
That ans Chen Country moves based on the opponent’s choices.
This kind of response strategy itself puts you in a passive position. Moreover, under Prince Qin’s command, Fierce Generals are as nurous as clouds, and strategists as plentiful as rain. Moving with the opponent’s rhythm is tantamount to being led by the nose, leading to certain death.
Now, the only plan is to take desperate asures, attacking where the enemy must rescue!
Thus, they plan to march swiftly from the middle to attack Qin Country, directly targeting the capital of the opposing side, hoping to defend by attacking. They certainly did not harbor hopes of breaking through Jiangnan in one fell swoop, just aiming to pull the offensive of the other four armies from here.
Forcing the opponent to retreat for defense, thus weakening the adversary’s offensive while protecting the other cities of Chen Country.
It is a risky move, but with a high success rate strategy.
With Jiangnan’s foundation, this strategy might be incredibly dangerous.
But these generals do not hesitate.
In this mont, a man becos renowned, achieving military rit and noble rank!
As mighty generals achieve victory at the cost of countless bones, in such a changing world, how could one spend their entire life in one place? Moreover, now that Prince Qin is preparing the coming-of-age ceremony, all eyes are there; what do they have to fear?
The army of 200,000 rushes, and seven days later, they encounter their enemy————
Solemn, silent, quiet.
Flags flapping fiercely, pointing to the sky, the ink-colored flags like rolling clouds, descended from the firmant, the dark armor sinister, the atmosphere oppressive, silent, as if one person, the spear tip points to the heavens.
When the wind sweeps past, it’s like the long wind through a bamboo grove, its sound gently whispering.
Beneath those large flags lined up, generals in armor, solemn expressions, spoke not a word, only the ripples in the void behind them transford into one Exotice Beast after another, Dharma Form, low-pawed growling there.
Precisely because of the silence, it evokes even greater pressure, tension.
Seven Heavens, Divine Shooter General Wang Shunchen.
Sixth Layer Heaven peak, Beiwei Army Great General Ling Pingyang.
Sixth Layer Heaven peak, Yang Xingshi.
Seven Heavens, Han Zaizhong.
Strategist — Pang Shuiyun.
Behind these famous generals, under different banners, stand the armies.
The Treading White Army, the Select Vanguard Army, the Victory Army, and the Beiwei Army stand at the rear, thus the generals of Chen Country’s army, their expressions stiff, watching the terrifying battle formation’s murderous aura gather, and then transford into the Golden Winged Great Peng, flaunting their presence.
Under the flag with the character "Yue", Dragon Colts stride forward slowly, one step after another, as if trampling through this chaotic world, like the low sound of war drums.
Clad in dark gold patterned armor, helted, the general in a scarlet cloak holds a long spear, raising it under the flag, pointing forward, the great flag flipping, the murderous aura of the Military School recklessly rushed to the heavens, transford into rolling ink-colored clouds.
Your opponent.
Yue Pengwu.
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