Chapter 1262

Yang Si's face turned white with fear. He couldn't stop the wayward Lord alone.

Jiang Pengji looked at the battlefield situation coldly and said with a funny way, "I'm like the kind of person who is in a hurry to die?"

Yang Si was secretly relieved. He was ready to rush forward with Xiaobai regardless of the Lord.

Yang Si was not used to her sudden obedience and docility.

Jiang Pengji said, "this time I pretended to be ill, I found something different."

Yang Si looked at her puzzled and muttered.

What did the Lord learn from the incident of pretending to be ill, so unusual?

In the past, she was indifferent to persuasion. Now she is about to give up hope. She has learned to be calm.

Jiang Pengji smiled without saying anything.

It's almost ten years since she came to this era.

On the surface, she adapted well, like an ordinary rebellious ancient man, but in her bones, she was still the head of the federal control army. She and these people around her are the same kind of people on the surface, but they are different in essence——

She never felt how important blood inheritance was. After all, fertility has been replaced by machines, and it has become extremely simple to continue life.

As long as she wants, she can have the best inheritor of genes.

This era is different. Having children is not only to meet the needs of the body, but also the continuation of life and will.

Because Jiang Pengji had no children, when she came out of serious illness, everyone agreed that her foundation would be destroyed. Without children, there was no hope of continuation, even if they did not say it in front of her, but she knew it in her heart.

Once she dies, the people who once attached to her will be like rootless duckweeds. The real trees will fall and the monkeys will scatter, which will be divided up by other forces in troubled times.

This time it's pretending to be ill, so people can calm down. What if they are seriously injured and critically ill next time?

Calculate the average life expectancy of this era, the people around her have entered middle age or old age, and they can't be intimidated when they are old.

So——

Restrain a little bit and protect yourself so that these little public actions will not scare good or bad.

The power of dozens of bed crossbows is really terrible. Watching soldiers die under the bed crossbows in the live broadcasting room, I can't help worrying.

However, this is a 100000 scale war. No matter how powerful dozens of bed crossbows are, they can't wipe out the other side.

After dozens of breaths, the leading troops of the two armies have fought together.

On the battlefield, unless at the level of Jiang Pengji, simple fighting skills will not play much role.

Collective cooperation is far more important than individual recklessness, and the survival rate is higher.

Yang Si ordered his soldiers to set up a loose and tight military array. In itself, he was trying to mislead Yuanxin into thinking that they were in a hurry to fight. The formation was unstable and excellent to defeat. Yuanxin did think so. He was overjoyed for a moment and was less cautious in commanding operations.

Without a bit of prudence and prudence, generals can intuitively react on the battlefield, and the soldiers' performance is the most obvious.

Nie Xun looked at the situation coldly, as if he saw something, and his pale lips closed tightly.

Something's wrong——

The enemy's formation seems to be loose, disorderly and disorderly, but after the close combat between the two armies, their performance is very different.

The soldiers and horses under Yuanxin's account are radical and excited, and the originally tight formation is vaguely loose.

On the other hand, the enemy's troops and horses did not disperse when they charged, and the confrontation between the two armies was not messy. It was clearly premeditated.

Nie Xun looked at it again for a while, his heart beat like a drum, and the unexplained panic hit his chest, making him palpitation and uncomfortable.

"Go and tell general Yuanxin that the enemy is deceitful. We must not be radical and reckless."

Nie Xun asked Xiaobing to send a message. Unexpectedly, the original letter didn't take his words to heart at all.

What qualifications does a literati who can only fire empty guns have to dictate on the battlefield?

The duty of a counselor is to give advice. The front battlefield is the general's home. Nie Xun should not make a fuss.

"Tell military division Nie that he knew it well. Don't worry about it. Just wait for the celebration banquet tonight!" The original letter replied casually, "moreover, how can the military order be changed? The battlefield is changing and the fighter plane is fleeting. I couldn't listen to him all."

If Feng Jin hadn't secretly cheated Nie Xun, all Nie Xun's calculations would have failed, and the original letter's trust in him would not have fallen to the bottom.

Nie Xun heard the soldier's reply, and his chest beat more and more heavily, and the frequency was frighteningly high.

However, Yuanxin is the main general. Although Nie Xun has military power, he can't check and balance each other.

The original letter refused to listen, and he couldn't press the other party's head to make him obey.

"Headstrong -" Nie Xun was so angry that his forehead was green and his back teeth were clenched. "These reckless men have a bad end!"

His voice was very low, and no one heard the killing and shouting around him.

Jiang Pengji pointed to the battlefield and said, "Jingrong, do you look at them like black sesame porridge?"

Yang Si: "

What porridge?

On the one hand, his master paid attention to the battlefield situation and command and dispatching. The messenger who received the instructions waved the battle flag and the soldiers who beat the drum also changed the rhythm of the drum. The soldiers fighting in front heard the movement and understood it. Let the enemy rush in and shrink the gap in the front line.

Others beat dogs behind closed doors, while Jiang Pengji killed people behind closed doors.

She said with a smile, "our officers and soldiers are as tight as black sesame porridge that can't stand chopsticks. The enemy's military array seems rigorous, but it's too hard and eager for quick success and instant benefit. After several attacks and clashes, the formation becomes more and more loose, which just dilutes them and breaks them one by one."

Yang Si glanced at the battlefield. From time to time, there was blood rushing into the sky, heads flying around, and the ground was full of broken limbs and bones.

He said in a pleading tone, "Lord, can we change an analogy?"

Yang Si also likes black sesame porridge. The doctor said that drinking more black sesame can delay aging and reduce white hair. His own Lord seemed to oppose him. He deliberately compared black sesame porridge to black heads on the battlefield, which made Yang Si lose all his appetite.

Jiang Pengji said, "no image?"

Yang Si's cold face, "the image is very beautiful."

Success made Yang Si dislike black sesame porridge. He felt that he would subconsciously think of the surrounded heads when he saw black sesame in the future.

Although the metaphor is disgusting, Jiang Pengji is right.

What effect does personal heroism have on a battlefield of 100000 scale?

Like a drop of water into the sea.

Only tacit cooperation and rainbow momentum can enable them to win the war.

"Close!" Jiang Pengji gave another instruction. "Strike!"

The messenger who delivered the order made a flag, and the rhythm of the war drum changed again, as fast as a rainstorm.

The front-line shield soldiers tighten the defense line according to the order. While killing the enemy, they combine the shields into two rows, which is a foot high!

The high wall composed of shields forms a substantial barrier and separates the enemy into countless small pieces.