Chapter 500

[the debt is not over 100]: seriously, I really don't understand the ancient people's thinking. Why should I inform you before the war - you should pay attention, my baby will bring someone to fight you. Give you time to prepare and come out to fight the battle

Jiang Pengji saw the barrage and nodded secretly. She also meant that.

Why call the battle under the city?

Just order a strong attack directly. They have enough siege equipment to break the wall of Ancheng county.

If Weici knew what she thought, it would be another sigh.

[catch a plane today]: to tell you the truth, I don't understand, but existence is reasonable. Should it be in line with the national conditions at that time? Like the Western Knights here, there are duels between the two arms. Infantry vs infantry, cavalry vs cavalry, artillery vs artillery. There will be no artillery bombing cavalry or cavalry crushing infantry. They will even say hello politely before the war

[pathetic]: upstairs, are you talking about fighting generals? Like a duel between two generals in the romance? Now it's a battle. It feels different. In contrast, I think it's normal to fight. The fighting will be too sick.

Jiang Pengji could still find time to watch the barrage on the battlefield. When she saw this one, she secretly raised her eyebrows.

She and the audience's view is just the opposite. It's stupid to shout. On the contrary, the fight will be very interesting.

If Dou Jiang is a general, she can loosen her muscles and bones somehow. She doesn't have to sit in the middle army foolishly. Isn't she happy.

[ask for a monthly ticket]: Gee, my baby thinks fighting will be super hot-blooded. I used to watch the old version of the romance of the Three Kingdoms. Every time I saw the generals clapping their horses out, the two armies fought for life and death before the battle. I felt a unique taste. Three British battles with Lv Bu, warming wine to kill Hua Xiong, and so on.

[male gods are full of flowers]: in ancient times, there were fighting generals, also known as Zhishi. To teachers, challenges are also. I agree with the previous little partner that existence is reasonable. In ancient times, when there were few people, difficult to survive and short life span, too rough war would only cause more casualties... Often, the victory or defeat of a general can greatly affect morale and even become the key to victory or defeat.

What is morale?

In Jiang Pengji's era, the first element of war was science and technology, the second was tactical layout, weapons were the key factor to determine the outcome, and the impact of personal heroism on the outcome of the war was almost negligible.

But in this era of backward information, equipment is still important, but morale seems to be more important.

Morale is too low, soldiers have no intention to fight, and even run away when they see the enemy.

The enemy doesn't even have to fight. Just go and catch the prisoners.

For the weak side, if the fight will win, it will stimulate the morale of the soldiers behind, and even win the strong with the weak.

One person drives ten people away without breathing.

Xu Ke on one side didn't know whether to laugh or love Wei CI. How could he meet such a tricky Lord?

"Battlefield rules are always the same." Xu Ke smiled and helped Wei CI out of the siege. He said, "it's well known that people don't say anything good when shouting. It doesn't matter even if they shout in a dialect that the other party doesn't understand... As long as they know it's a curse and provocation."

Jiang Pengji was a little guilty by Wei Ci's eyes, as if she had done something to the little Duke.

Now Xu Ke came out to take the steps, and she went down, abruptly changing the topic, pretending to care about the war situation.

Looking at the city tower, he said, "what if no one comes out?"

Weici said, "keep shouting."

It is regarded as cowardice to fight if the called party does not fight for a long time, which will also affect the morale of both sides.

Wei CI just wants to increase his own morale and suppress the enemy's morale. It doesn't matter whether the other party goes out or not.

If you don't fight, keep shouting and attack when the time is ripe.

If you go to war, it's better. The force value of your own generals is not seen, and the morale of the other party will collapse faster.

"The shriveled calf upstairs, if you still have seed, come down and fight with Grandpa..."

"... could it be that each one of them was clean and became a retracted turtle without birds..."

"... I'm sensible. Hurry down and kneel down to welcome you into the city. Grandpa can make you die happily..."

As the war is approaching, the confrontation between the city and the city is too funny, and the atmosphere in the live studio is quite relaxed.

The soldiers who yelled and scolded at the bottom enjoyed it. They were eager to spread their voice all over Cheng'an county. The Qingyi army on the tower looked frightened and scared, and couldn't hold back a word of counterattack. The more so, the greater the morale gap between the two sides.

At this time——

Jiang Pengji squinted and said, "someone is coming."

After a while, a very fat man appeared on the wall of the city, naked, like Maitreya.

As soon as the other party came up, he angrily cursed, "turtle grandson downstairs, your grandpa is here!"

Li Yun narrowed his eyes, played a gunshot and drove his horse forward.

"Lord, please allow him to fight with the thief, and he will get the head of the other party."

Jiang Pengji glanced bitterly at Li Peng. People volunteered. Can she still compete with her subordinates?

What kind of Lord is she?

"Go ahead. I wish you success." Jiang Pengji seems generous and genuine, with a bit of reluctance in her eyes.

Li Yun, a child with solid eyes, can't understand these?

He can't understand it. Weici understands it. Li Yun must be wearing small shoes when he goes back.

Squeak——

There was a crack in the city gate of Cheng'an County, and out came three big and small leaders on horseback, followed by more than 100 Qingyi soldiers.

When they saw the leader's appearance, they almost laughed.

[country field]: Wald horse, do you see that poor horse... Its hooves are shaking?

[Piao Piao Yang]: the best in the audience - the poorest horse in history.

From a distance, the leading general of the Tsing Yi army held a huge axe in his right hand. Although his clothes were closed, he seemed to be tight on his body because his body was too fat... His width alone was equal to that of three normal men.

He sat alone on the back of the horse, accounting for half of the whole horse, and the fat fell down.

The horse he rode was also overweight, no longer had the vigorous posture that a fine horse should have, and his limbs and hooves trembled.

Where is this to fight? Is this to be funny?

[kneeling for monthly pass]: I said, my horse is so fat that it can carry the owner of the hill.

[make trouble if you don't give it]: can it be more than 280 kilograms by visual inspection? With the axe in his hand, it's nearly 400... A hard-working horse

The fat General of the green army, holding a big axe, said to Li Yun, who was on horseback.

"Grandson, your grandpa is coming!"

Li Yun snorted coldly at the tip of his nose, and the horse under his crotch seemed to feel it and snorted.

At this time, the green army on the wall suddenly shouted——

"General heaven is mighty! General heaven will win!"

Li Yun's ear power is superb. He almost didn't hold his face when he heard this. Was the green army invited by doubi?

Jiang Pengji held back the rising corners of her mouth, coughed and waved, "beat the drum!"

"The Yellow mouth child accepts his life!"

The sky general shouted loudly, and the fat horse under his crotch suddenly burst out at a speed inconsistent with his body shape.

Li Yun's eyes sank, stepped up his horse's belly and rushed up with a gun.