Chapter 999

Flags are like clouds and drums are like thunder.

The vitality of Northern Xinjiang is greatly damaged, but the skinny dead camels are bigger than horses. This is still in the details. If you are able to scrape together tens of thousands of troops.

The two armies fought against each other in a murderous and dignified atmosphere.

Jiang Pengji was riding a war horse, wearing armor and holding a long knife with a wide back in her right hand.

"Lord, look at this. Northern Xinjiang really hurt its vitality."

Feng Zhen rode with Jiang Pengji. He used his right hand to block the sun in front of his forehead to avoid the hot light.

The two armies are far away from each other, so as to keep a safe distance, so as to prevent the other party from launching an attack without saying a word and taking himself by surprise.

Feng Zhen narrows his eyes with difficulty and tries to distinguish the force structure of the enemy camp.

Because of the backward lighting equipment, most of the ancients had the problem of myopia, especially the literati. Fengzhen is no exception.

Jiang Pengji is different. She has good eyesight. She can clearly see things far away.

"Although there are not as many cavalry as expected, they should not be underestimated."

Even if only 10% of the cavalry, there are more than 10000 cavalry. These cavalry charge together with great impact.

Jiang Pengji glanced sideways at Fengzhen, whose skirt was puffed up by the wind. She didn't have a good way, "Zishi, you'd better stay behind and press the array. I can't care if you stay here. If you are injured or captured, no one loves you -"

Feng Zhen only knows the Kung Fu of a three legged cat. He said that he praised the five dregs and wanted to run to the front line and face the cavalry charge in Northern Xinjiang?

She is cold and heartless, and the audience in the live studio is distressed every day.

[fag one]: anchor, I think Feng naive is true love for you. You hate him every day, and he never leaves you.

[Kang Dandan]: it's impossible - Feng naive only likes the Royal sister with a full career line. Do you think the anchor looks like a woman?

[Meier Niang]: you're making trouble upstairs. Although the anchor is a man, his career line is not small. You're black and black.

The audience of the red barrage laughed and laughed, while the audience of the blue barrage did not understand what they enjoyed.

No way, who let them join too late. I don't know that Sister Feng true love dislikes Lori's stem.

Feng Zhen was not angry when he was wronged. Instead, he had the cheek to climb up the pole. He said with a smile, "my Lord, this is wrong. If there are three long and two short comings, the children at home must cry. How can we say that no one loves --"

Jiang Pengji had no time to pay attention to Fengzhen and looked straight ahead with a dignified face.

If anyone could see it, he would find a huge live screen suspended in front of Jiang Pengji.

Under her control, the viewing angle of the live studio rises abruptly and becomes a high-altitude overlooking mode.

In this mode, she can clearly see the general troop arrangement in the rear of Northern Xinjiang.

For Jiang Pengji, this is probably the only advantage left in the live broadcasting room except to relieve the boredom and watch the excitement.

At present, there is no advanced war equipment. Jiang Pengji's advantage in the high-altitude field means that she has a strong card.

"Somebody - give this to general Fu."

Jiang Pengji drew a simple picture of what she remembered and sent someone to send it to Fuwang.

Although Jiang Pengji is the Lord, the real commander is someone else——

As for her?

How can we have fun without fighting on the battlefield?

Drums resounded through the sky like thunder.

The integrity of the soldiers and soldiers was high, and even the onlookers in the live broadcasting room were infected with it.

[Tang clan Holy Spirit cai'er]: has the anchor been suffocating recently? Ha ha, I can finally end up in a circle.

[floating life like color]: it's tiring to put such a lord on the anchor's subordinate.

[ghost talent Guo fengxiao]: seriously, I don't recommend the anchor to end the wave. It's too dangerous. Seriously, this seems to be the first time to face up with the two armies in Northern Xinjiang? The cavalry are too mobile and charge hard. The anchor is joking about his life.

[little raccoon]: the anchor has fought several battles with Beijiang. How can he say it's the first time?

[Lian Meng, an old driver]: it was either an ambush or a plan in the past. There were more or less tricks, so it can't be regarded as a positive stiffness. Now it's different. The two armies are lined up against each other. The anchor side should face the front charge of more than 10000 cavalry in Northern Xinjiang. The meaning is different.

Northern Xinjiang is famous for its cavalry. They are the heroes of the grassland.

Previously, there was water separated, and then the man-made flood broke out, so the advantage of cavalry in Northern Xinjiang could not be carried out at all.

At present, the terrain is flat, which is very suitable for cavalry charging in Northern Xinjiang. Can the combat index be the same?

Now the battlefield risk index is higher than ever before. As the Lord, Jiang Pengji still wants to go to war——

No wonder the audience loves Jiang Pengji's team so much.

Jiang Pengji wore a light smile on her face.

She naturally knows what the audience can understand.

However, the audience, after all, did not understand the ancient war, but they did not realize that their concerns were superfluous.

Jiang Pengji went to war, but that doesn't mean she must be at the forefront.

The duty of most generals is to command and dispatch rather than kill the enemy. Only when the two armies have a complete scuffle will the generals lead the troops to fight with the enemy.

If you let the master general run to the front to resist the first wave of enemy fire, no matter how many masters are not dead.

Compared with Jiang Pengji's order, there is some disharmony in Northern Xinjiang, and everyone harbors ghosts.

The eighth prince was dressed in a red military uniform and rode majestically on the horse, while the seventh prince, the deputy general, was also dressed in an orange military uniform.

"Old six, what's going on?" The seventh prince had a bad temper and couldn't hold his anger. "Is he a pig?"

There are not so many rules for fighting in Northern Xinjiang. If you want to fight, you can fight and withdraw. Even a sneak attack is straightforward.

His suggestion was to take the lead in the attack while Jiang Pengji's army was not fully deployed.

More than ten thousand cavalry charged together, and the enemy was not ready. A sneak attack could not be a problem.

The result?

I don't know what the old six's temper is. He insists on fighting with each other——

Fight!

The eighth prince had a smile on his face, but everyone familiar with him knew that his smile was a little reluctant.

"Before the two armies joined the battle, at least save some face for the old six. If it is spread, it will be the handle of the old Six Dynasties."

Fighting generals is not common. At least there is no such custom in Northern Xinjiang. The habit in Northern Xinjiang is to fight without saying a word. Where will notice in advance.

"Angry -"

The seven princes endured their temper and were full of anger against the hot sun above their heads.

Unexpectedly, the six princes also have their own considerations.

The men of the Han family in the central plains are much weaker than those in the northern Xinjiang. They are petite and weak.

Men in Northern Xinjiang grew up on horseback and have excellent riding skills. Wouldn't it be beautiful if they could regain their momentum in the fight?

The sixth prince was right. The horse war in Northern Xinjiang was indeed strong, but the premise of victory was that they didn't meet Jiang Pengji.

"I won't kill nobody under the sword. I'll give you my name -"

Northern Xinjiang sent a man who was unusually tall and muscular as hard as a rock and seemed to crack his armor.