The Human Emperor

Chapter 508

"Hey!-"

When the white yak horn blew, a circle of red lotus-like flames emerged from the horses of the eight Chichengs, covering the entire army. Just a moment's time, the six thousand Uzbek iron rides only felt hot, and even the flow of suffocation accelerated a lot. Greek, fierce Ma Mingsheng, all the way to the dust, the dense Uzang cavalry gathered like a wind, shot from the top of the mountain, all the way to the direction of Wang Chong and other people.

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At the same time, the distance from the guards of Uszang is dozens of miles away, although the silence is silent, but the atmosphere is extremely tense.

"Adult, is this really true?"

Xu Duzhen followed Wang Chong, and some were uneasy.

Five thousand brothers, all follow themselves, the front is six thousand Uzbek fine ride, this is not a joke.

Next to it, Zhao Jingdian, Li Yiye, and the eagle are also heavy in their hearts. Although I really want to say to Wang Chong, I can definitely do it, but even this matter is not at all. The Uzbek Tibetans were reluctant to go to work until this time, and it was obviously prepared. And these people are so powerful that everyone has already personally taught.

"Oh, don't try, how can you know if you can't?"

At this time, the only thing that can keep the clouds light and light, and laugh and feel free, is only Wang Chong. He has seen too many such scenes. Although his appearance is still a teenager, his heart has already far exceeded his age:

"Xu Dudu, are your big shields ready?"

Wang Chong asked.

"All are ready."

Xu Duzhen heard the words and nodded seriously.

In the face of a speed running, the strength reaches the peak of the iron ride, the infantry wants to compete with it, the shield is a must. The reason why Xu Shiping dared to rely on the mountain and challenge Baton Lu was relying on the strong shield that he collected in a box and a box. These big shields were originally used to deal with Batonlu in Xu Shiping’s plan.

As a result, Baton Rouge did not use it, but it was taken over by Wang Chong to deal with the more powerful Eight Chicheng.

"That's good."

Wang Chong nodded, his mind was well-founded and calm, and there seemed to be nothing to make him feel confused.

"Eagle, let go of your eagle bird, see if the eight Chicheng chased it?"

"Yes!"

The eagle nodded and quickly released a giant eagle. It was only a moment, and a scream came.

"coming!"

Hearing this scream, the eagle looked tight. It is not nervous to say, but in fact, the more he participates in the battle, the more he can feel the danger.

"Go, follow the original plan, go up the mountain!"

Wang Chong waved his right hand and did not hesitate. Turning around, Wang Chong waved his right hand, and a finger pointed straight to a mountain in the far distance. In this area, within a radius of a hundred miles, except for the key points of the guards of the Uzbek Tibetans, it is the highest of this mountain. This mountain is not so tall, but it is extremely steep, like a big sword inserted into the ground.

More importantly, the back of this mountain is a thousand-foot cliff. Even if the iron ride of Uszang is so powerful, it is impossible to get up the mountain from the back.

This is also the location of the war that Wang Chong chose after the observation of the sand table.

A group of people quickly withdrew, as the tide surged, just a moment to climb the mountain.

......

Rumble!

The earth shakes, and soon after Wang Chong's retreat, a yellow sand smokes and rolls, and among the yellow sands, six thousand Uzbek irons ride invaded like fire and gallop. The head is exactly a heavy armor, leaving only a pair of cold eyes outside the eight Chicheng.

"Hey, this time the ** is a bit clever, knowing that you can't run, simply don't run!"

Eight Chicheng looked at the distance in the distance, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a taunting look.

"What adults say is that this time they count as smart."

A Uzbek Ministry will accompany the road.

I have never heard of the four legs running over four legs. If this group of ** is a simple cavalry, it is a delusion to walk and mix in the face of a simple Uzbek iron ride. Although you will not be able to survive if you flee to the mountains, at least, it is a matter of expediency.

\"Adult, do you want to attack?"

Behind the Eight Chicheng, another Uzang general tried to find out. At the moment, it is an excellent offensive opportunity. With their ability to ride six thousand irons, they will be able to kill these pieces without leaving them.

"No need!"

Unexpectedly, Ba Chicheng raised an arm and rejected the suggestion of the ministry:

"If they don't run, then they don't have to worry."

Eight Chicheng’s eyes sneered.

"First guard here, wait for the generals of the Yongda Deer to come over and join together. Let us attack again and annihilate this one!"

He never does things that are not sure.

Although I rushed up now, I can annihilate that **. However, if you can lose less to destroy them, why not do it?

Killing is an art.

How to kill the enemy to the greatest extent, save yourself, this is the art of war, and it is also the reason that he got the Central Plains from the fire tree to the Tibetans. This is also the real reason why he can rank the five kings of Ali.

"Yes, adults!"

The public will give a slight glimpse, and then nodded quickly, no longer speak.

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"Adult, why don't they attack?"

On the foothills, when they saw the change of the Uzbek Tibetans, everyone frowned.

Uz Tibetans are fierce and aggressive. When they see the enemy, they don’t think much. They immediately catch up and die, like a bad dog. This feature of the Uzbek Tibetans is almost universal. Nowadays, the "prey" is in front of us, but the Uzbek Tibetans are not moving, but it is not like their style and characteristics.

"Adult, they won't come, right?"

A ** school snarled, I could not tell if I was happy or disappointed.

"Reassured, he is just waiting for the reinforcements!"

Wang Chong smiled. Knowing oneself and knowing oneself can only fight against each other. Relative to Baton Lu, he will know more about the five tigers under the name of this fire tree. The prey is close at hand, but it does not move and it is easy to give up. This is by no means a characteristic of the Eight Chicheng. On the contrary, dead bites, such as the bones of the bones, through the bones, until the bite of the throat, cut the last breath of the last enemy, this is the characteristics of the fire dog eight Chicheng.

"Fire dog eight Chicheng! It seems that they really do not overestimate you, no wonder you can penetrate Li Zhengji's Chinese army. In the Uzbek Ali king system, you are also the number one!"

Wang Chong looked at the unusually charming figure in the distance, and his heart was secret.

Uzbek Tibetans rely on force, not wisdom to dominate the world. The art of war and strategy are never what they are good at. The whole kingdom of Uzbek Ali, there is a good intention of a big Qin Ruozan is already quite good. Eight Chicheng's life can be praised by the great Qin Ruozan, the strength can be imagined.

Wang Chong later heard many of his military views.

I have to admit that although Uzbek’s art of war was passed down from the Middle Kingdom, many of the leaders of the eight Chichengs were able to see the blood of the Central Plains. But that's it.

"Adults, the reinforcements of other Uznags have not yet arrived. Should we take the initiative to defeat them? Otherwise, we will be in danger when they join forces."

A school road that Xu Shiping squats looks very uneasy.

"No!"

Wang Chong’s sleeves slammed and vetoed:

"Eight Chicheng now wants us to leave the mountain and take the initiative. If this is the case, it will not come with other reinforcements. He can defeat us now! It is absolutely impossible for us to defeat a 6,000-person U. Si Zangtie rides."

When the number of soldiers is less than the enemy, it is necessary to use strategy to win. Face-to-face positive resistance is often the best policy.

Wang Chong once commanded a large number of cavalry, so he knew that the more the number of cavalry, the greater the power. That is by no means a plus or minus sign, but a stepwise, geometric increase. In this case, the eight thousand steps to ride the mixed arms to take the initiative to attack, is definitely the next best policy.

"Adult, what should I do? There are two Uzbek iron rides here, and six thousand horses have been difficult to deal with. There are more than 5,000, more than 10,000 Uzbek riding, we will die!"

The school's face was stunned and his face changed.

The 3,000-year-old Baton Rou was able to force them to advance and retreat, and did not dare to move half a step on the mountain. Now there are 10,000 Uzbek iron horses riding... and everyone is afraid that they will die.

"not necessarily!"

Wang Chong waved his hand and did not agree:

"I have my own plan, anyway, you listen to my order! Xu Duan, the war is good again, I don't want to hear this kind of swaying heart. Then, there is such a thing, you know what to do. ?"

Wang Chong turned his head and his eyes were cold and he looked around.

Everyone in the heart was cold, but they did not dare to look at this teenage boy.

"Ci is not a pawn", the military is not a child's play, blindly relying on benevolence and justice, Huairou can not reconcile the people's hearts, it is the morality of Confucianism, not the military. Without enough determination, perseverance, and courage, at the crucial moments, they will be self-defeating. At that time, it is not their own, but thousands of soldiers.

The commander masters the life of the three armed forces. If you don't understand this truth, you can't sit in this position.

"Adults are assured, the order is forbidden, and the subordinates know what to do!"

Xu Duan came down and did not hesitate.

Wang Chong slightly decapitated, no longer say more.

"Han Xin will have more soldiers and better". The effect of one thousand people and eight thousand is absolutely different. The effect of using land and not relying on geographical advantage is also different. Despite the imposing manner of the eight Chicheng, but with eight thousand soldiers and horses, Wang Chong already has the power to approach a legion. The ranks of a thousand people are absolutely different from the power exerted by an army.

Even if there are five thousand people on the opposite side, Wang Chong has no fear.

In the last life, he led the same enemy and even the more powerful enemies have faced, how can he care about a small eight Chicheng.

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"Booming!"

Time shuttle, Uzang's iron ride arrived much faster than everyone imagined.

Only when one hour is not available, in the southeast direction, a smog is coming, and thousands of steel torrents are rushing into the sea. Among the ranks, the black ancient beast battle flag of the Uz Tibetans is heart-rending.

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