Chapter 82 The Martial Arts Battle Begins

The sun was blazing.

The armed conflict was delayed, and the soldiers had already dispersed.

They huddled under the shade of trees and beside tents, munching on dry rations...

"Hurry... the fighting has begun."

"Is the Tiger Legion about to make its appearance?"

"After waiting for so long, the fight is finally about to begin..."

The soldiers quickly stuffed the scallion pancakes into their mouths and rushed to the training ground.

Training ground.

It is a vast open space, similar in shape to a football field, but much larger!

Two tall wooden towers stand on either side of the training ground.

During battles, generals and commanders stand on high towers, holding flags and issuing commands!

"Three thousand elite warriors, defeating thirty thousand enemies; we will not cease fighting until our blood is spilled..."

Cheng Huailiang, clad in red and black armor, stood atop the tower, passionately inspiring the troops.

As the son of Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Huailiang, when dressed in armor, had the air of a great general.

"Three thousand elite warriors, defeating thirty thousand enemy soldiers..."

Below, the Tiger Legion soldiers stood tall and proud, raising their guns and shouting.

As members of the Tiger Legion, they were proud to be members of the Tiger Legion.

Soldiers also have a soul!

Clearly, Cheng Yaojin's army had developed its own military spirit.

"This is the Tiger Legion..."

"Yes, but these are the elite of the Tiger Legion; the true elite of the Tiger Legion number only three thousand."

How can I join the Tiger Legion?

"You... forget it."

"What do you mean?"

The soldiers watching whispered among themselves.

They were looking forward to this competition just to see the mighty Tiger Army.

In the stands.

Li Shimin looked at the Tiger Army with high spirits.

"Ling Jing, what do you think of my Tiger Army? How many armies in the world can rival it?"

Ling Jing lay on the ground, his wounds already bandaged.

"good……"

Ling Jing raised his eyelids; the strength or weakness of an army could be discerned at a glance from its morale and spirit.

"If you admit defeat now and hand over the Imperial Seal, I promise you that I will not only pardon your subordinates but also do everything in my power to save your life," Li Shimin solemnly promised.

Ling Jing looked half-dead.

He was really afraid that the other party would die halfway through.

Zhijie, you're allowed to interrogate me, not torture me to death...

"They can't win." Ling Jing withdrew his gaze and continued to rest.

"You mean Wei Shuyu will win?" Li Shimin sneered disdainfully.

Ling Jing did not reply.

snort.

Li Shimin responded with an arrogant snort.

"They're here..."

As a commotion arose among the soldiers, Li Shimin and his men were drawn to the scene.

Wei Shuyu, dressed in a smart outfit, stood tall at the front, walking with his head held high and his eyes fixed straight ahead.

Behind him, a team of about forty people stepped onto the training field.

"What's going on? Why are there so few people?"

"Yes, I saw quite a few people with bandages on their bodies and covered in blood."

"Haven't you heard? They were attacked this morning, and most of them were killed or wounded."

"What? They're still participating in the competition?"

The soldiers watching were talking amongst themselves...

The soldiers, who had originally intended to make some sarcastic remarks, swallowed back their words.

No matter how annoying Wei Shuyu's men are usually, at this moment they are worthy of respect.

"His Majesty."

On the stands, Cheng Yaojin went to report back.

"Why does Wei Shuyu have so few men?" Li Shimin frowned.

Although he wanted Cheng Huailiang to win.

But Wei Shuyu's troops were in a really bad situation.

This way of winning is really a blow to his reputation.

“Your Majesty, there’s nothing we can do.” Cheng Yaojin glanced at Ling Jing: “Wei Shuyu’s troops were attacked this morning and suffered heavy casualties.”

"I was thinking of giving Wei Shuyu some more manpower, but he refused."

"Saying that a team that hasn't been properly integrated is worse than not having one at all..."

Li Shimin then remembered that Wei Shuyu's troops had been delayed that morning because they had been attacked...

"Ling Jing, Wei Shuyu's group was attacked by your men. What do you have to say about that?"

"It's alright, this number is enough."

"Have you thought this through? Forty against a hundred, and many of them are injured, there's no way you can win."

"We'll only know whether we win or lose after the fight!"

"I just hope you don't break your promise if you lose."

After saying this, Li Shimin turned to Cheng Yaojin and said, "Let's begin, and finish this quickly!"

Thump thump thump...

Cheng Yaojin made a gesture towards the distance, and immediately the sound of drums resounded throughout the training ground.

here we go……

Everyone held their breath.

In the arena, Wei Shuyu stepped onto the tower.

As his flag waved, the forty-four men who were originally standing changed positions continuously...

They were divided into four teams of ten people each!

The four extra people stood below the tower and took on the duty of guarding it.

"Wei Shuyu, today is the day I take my revenge!"

On the opposite platform, Cheng Huailiang murmured, his eyes flashing with boundless domineering aura.

"Young General, it's time to go into battle," a soldier couldn't help but remind him.

"oh oh."

Cheng Huailiang immediately revealed his true colors, putting on a fawning expression.

"Uncle Wang, what formation do you think we should use now?" Cheng Huailiang clenched his fist and said fiercely, "Ideally, it should be the kind that can make Wei Shuyu lose confidence in one go, and then avoid me whenever he sees me in the future."

Wang Wendu rolled his eyes.

If I knew this kind of formation, would I still be playing games with you here?

"Wheel formation!"

Wang Wendu looked into the distance: "With the momentum of a charge, crush the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"good."

Cheng Huailiang nodded emphatically, then raised the flag and began waving it repeatedly.

The soldiers below, having received the signal, immediately lined up.

The team, which had been maintaining a square formation, suddenly formed a triangular pyramid shape.

"kill!"

Cheng Huailiang waved the flag forward...

boom.

Hundreds of soldiers, armed with guns and shields, charged toward Wei Shuyu's camp.

"They're here..."

Wei Shuyu's expression hardened.

Then they slowly raised the flag!

Meaning: Preparing for war!

Whoosh...

Forty soldiers simultaneously raised their weapons...

Each team captain stood at the very front, with two teams behind him on the left and right. At the very front were two shield bearers with swords at their waists, followed by two men wielding nearly three-meter-long wolf-tooth rakes, and at the very back were several men carrying long spears and halberds...

Mandarin Duck Formation.

The famous battle formation created by Qi Jiguang to kill Japanese pirates!

Because of a shortage of manpower, the number of people was reduced from 11 to 10.

However, this formation was somewhat inadequate against the elite forces of the Tang Dynasty.

The wedge formation is a charging formation; when charging, it either breaks the wedge or pierces through the enemy lines!

The essence of the Mandarin Duck Formation lies in the wolf-tooth rake.

It has absolutely no effect on it...

The wolf-tooth spear thrust forward, but the opponent raised their shield and charged forward with overwhelming force, leaving only the spear destroyed and the rider dead...

The Mandarin Duck Formation is very strong.

However, this is not the best choice when facing a cone formation of a hundred men charging at once.

The Tiger Warriors are not small-time Japanese pirates; they are the elite troops of the Great Tang Dynasty!

They are also elite troops who have been through countless battles.

"good!"

Li Shimin laughed loudly.

As an emperor who rose from the ashes, he had a very accurate grasp of the situation.

He was certain that Wei Shuyu's forty men would be no match for this wave of attack.

"Ling Jing, you've lost..."