Chapter 251 Emperor Jing was never a reckless man

There is no greater blow than seriously injuring the leader of a country.

The Jing Kingdom almost deified their brave and warlike king, and when Jun Lin went to southern Xinjiang, he instructed Song Simiao to do good deeds in her name to win the hearts of the people. From officials to ordinary people, there were many people who devoutly believed in her.

The people's hearts were tightly twisted into a rope, which also created a sacred and inviolable status for the king in their hearts.

A powerful country with the king as its backbone is also fragile and vulnerable. As long as the king is injured, they are very likely to collapse like towering mountains and turn into wasteland in an instant.

Therefore, a king without power would never dare to raise the nation's faith to the highest level. She must have the ability to shoulder the entire country in order to accept the almost obsessive worship of her people.

Success is due to your presence, and failure is also due to your presence.

When a country's invincible god was injured, the Kingdom of Jing suddenly became nervous and panicked, its morale plummeted and it withdrew its troops in a hurry.

The general of Ze State knew this very well, and knew how great the influence of Emperor Jing was on Jing State, so he would definitely not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Chase--"

As soon as the order was given, thousands of horses galloped forward like a dark sea of ​​clouds, chasing after them. Jun Lin looked back and shouted, "Stop the pursuers!"

The roar of defeat made her angry and humiliated: "Iron Knight Breaks the Queen!"

As he spoke, he clamped his legs around the horse's belly: "Drive!"

The general of Ze State sneered. They were so eager to send their most trusted confidant Tieqi to his death. It seemed that the son of Emperor Jing was a coward and afraid of death.

The men of Ze State are the most fierce warriors. They will not retreat. Even if they are chased this time, they are not afraid of traps and conspiracies, because they have strength, trump cards and countermeasures.

The general was not as reckless as he appeared, but he still underestimated Emperor Jing. No matter how powerful your trump card is, you are doomed to be defeated here as long as he catches up.

Hundreds of thousands of troops were chasing after them, and the sky and earth roared.

Jun Lin reined in his horse, turned around and waved his hand: "Formation!"

The Jing army, which had been fleeing in panic, quickly reorganized into teams in an orderly manner with a murderous aura. The army spread out horizontally like crane wings, and the two wings pushed forward to surround the enemy, forming a crane wing formation that gained an advantage on the battlefield.

The Ze general slammed his hammers hard and laughed: "Since I dare to chase you, I am not afraid of your formations. Warriors, break the formation!"

The morale of the Ze army was high: "Break! Break!! Break!!!"

The two armies collided violently again, causing an earthquake.

Jun Lin's mouth curled up into an arc that hit the mark: "Formation change!"

The densely packed soldiers changed their formations according to the order, and the general of Ze State shouted loudly: "Archers, shoot!"

Arrows rained down, and the weakness of Emperor Jing's formation was quickly broken. Jun Lin's face was very ugly: "Hold on!"

The Jing army was losing ground and seemed unable to respond to the king's orders.

Arrows were flying everywhere. Jun Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Use the turtle formation to cover my retreat!"

The shield soldiers quickly took turns moving forward. The soldiers in the front row connected their long shields together and held them vertically in front of their chests to protect their bodies, while those in the back raised their shields above their heads and connected them one by one to resist the arrows flying from above.

The general of Ze State sneered: "You are a bunch of turtle descendants hiding in turtle shells. I will kill you all!"

"Change formation three, attack!!!"

Ze's army began to change its formation.

Jun Lin narrowed his eyes.

Standing on the high observation tower of Jingjun's territory, Xingzhi can overlook the overall situation and grasp the situation information more clearly and quickly.

The young man's eyes were focused and deep. He shouted: "Red flag!"

Hearing this, the two soldiers behind him raised a large fluttering red flag.

"Report——"

"Your Majesty! It's a red flag!"

The scouts kept a close eye on the movements of the watchtower and reported to Junlin as soon as possible.

Jun Lin curled his lips, and spoke coldly: "Zou Tao, you lead the heavy cavalry to attack the rear of the team, and Yan Yu, lead two hundred chariots to attack the front!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

Lin Xi followed Zou Tao and broke open the tail wing. Warm blood splashed on her cheek. She was neither hesitant nor timid. She was not greedy for credit and did not linger on. Her attitude of absolutely obeying military orders made Zou Tao relax his brows with satisfaction.

General Zeguo's mind exploded. The formation hadn't even been fully deployed yet, so how did the opponent see through it and break it in advance?

He suddenly realized the situation was serious: "Change formation five!"

They replaced various formations with numbers, such as one, two, three, four, and five, in order to keep them secret and prevent the enemy from seeing through them quickly. But now...

Xingzhi frowned: "Black flag!"

Soldiers on the watchtower waved a huge black flag high.

"Your Majesty, it's the Black Flag!"

Jun Lin tightened the reins with one hand and held the heavy sword with the other: "Manhuang, lead the light infantry to attack! The rest of you follow me!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

Once again, Ze's army's formation was broken before it could form.

Cold sweat covered his forehead.

Jun Lin had made a plan before the battle. She roughly classified the formations into three levels of difficulty: yellow flag, light level, red flag, medium level, and black flag, heavy level. She also summarized some of the similarities in how to break the formations.

As long as Xingzhi raises the flag and she receives the message, she can break through the enemy's formation first.

The Jing army was once again full of vigor. Jun Lin sat on his warhorse and looked down at the other side: "You are right. If I, as the backbone, get injured, the Jing army will most likely be defeated."

“But there is a possibility.”

In the other party's angry eyes that wanted to peel off her skin and pull out her tendons, Jun Lin spoke slowly: "There is another possibility. You hurt me and their king. The angry Jing army will be more fierce and fierce than before."

Her eyes were as cold as ice, and her sharp features gave people a strong sense of oppression: "Since you have come here with me, there is no reason for me to let you go back."

The full-blooded shout shocked the soldiers and horses: "Kill——"

The morale of the Jing army is high: "Kill!!!"

“Fearless!!!”

"Tread on the five lakes and shatter the four seas!!!"

"Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!"

The Zeguo general spat fiercely, his eyes grim: "I'm not afraid of you!"

Jun Lin's brows were sharp: "Fire Bull Formation!"

The army quickly cleared the road, and thousands of cows rushed to the front of the battle. There were weapons tied to their horns, and their tails were filled with oil and ignited as they charged forward. Behind them, tens of thousands of warriors followed and rushed to kill.

The Zeguo general's heart trembled, and his pupils shrank: "Archers! Archers!"

"General! We don't have enough arrows!"

The general suddenly realized what was happening as if struck by lightning. He looked at Emperor Jing, who was sitting high on his horse with an air of nobility, in disbelief, and a chill ran up from the soles of his feet.

It turns out that this was also part of her plan.

At first, the army formation was changed deliberately to use up their arrows, and it turned out to be for this moment.

"Emperor Jing——"

He squeezed out every word through his teeth, his eyes furious and his ears filled with the screams of the soldiers being rammed by the fire bulls.

He threw away his two hammers, picked up the battle axe and chopped at Jun Lin.

Jun Lin's face was calm, but there seemed to be a deep sadness in her eyes. She swept her gaze across the corpses on the ground, and raised her sword to meet the attack with almost a sigh.

In this battle, Jing State has already won half the battle.

Next, it’s up to Si Nian.