Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao led 10,000 men into battle.
Once all 10,000 people had entered the formation, the formation closed, and all 10,000 people were surrounded within it.
In Cheng Xu's words, it was like being swallowed by a giant python.
With his view obstructed, Zhao Cheng could no longer see the situation within the formation, and he became slightly worried.
He wasn't worried about Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao, after all, they were both top-tier experts at their peak, and if they wanted to retreat, these soldiers couldn't stop them.
But after all, only 10,000 people entered the formation. If all 10,000 people were swallowed up like this, it would be too much of a loss.
Zhao Cheng glanced at Cheng Xu, who looked confident and was leisurely fanning himself.
It was as if a younger version of Lian Zhongyi appeared before Zhao Cheng's eyes.
Strategist, I hope you can truly strategize and plan effectively.
Half an incense stick later, the soldiers began to fall into chaos.
Dust billowed, and people and horses were thrown about.
The Southern Zhou soldiers moved back and forth in a chaotic manner.
Cheng Xu's expression finally changed, and he said with a smile, "General Hu is so brave, his belly is about to be ripped open!"
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Zhao Cheng rubbed his hands together, promptly praising Cheng Xu, saying, "The strategist is truly a genius!"
"wrong!"
Cheng Xu stared at the military formation, his eyebrows suddenly furrowing.
"Strategist, what's wrong?" Zhao Cheng asked in a panic.
Cheng Xu didn't answer, but took a few steps forward and stared intently at the person opposite him.
The Southern Zhou warriors were still moving hastily, and the scene remained chaotic, but Zhao Hu and the Eastern Jing warriors did not charge out.
"not good!"
Cheng Xu exclaimed in alarm, "The Southern Zhou army isn't in disarray; they're changing formation!!"
With that, Cheng Xu swung his feather fan fiercely and said, "General, you've fallen for their trap! Yang Qingzhi said he wanted you to break the formation, but he was just luring us in to change the formation again. He's playing tricks!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng angrily cursed, "Yang Qingzhi, you shameless brat!!! You've actually learned my treacherous and cunning ways!!!"
Cheng Xu said, "Judging from their positioning, this formation is an encirclement and annihilation formation. They want to trap General Hu in the formation and kill him!"
Zhao Cheng tightened his grip on the reins and said, "All troops, attack! Follow me to rescue them!"
"General, wait!"
Cheng Xu stopped him and advised, "I observe that the entire Southern Zhou army is already in an offensive posture. Yang Qingzhi's move is intended to provoke you into attacking. They outnumber us, and we will suffer losses if we fight them head-on now!"
Zhao Cheng shouted, "We can't just abandon Zhao Hu and those ten thousand brothers!"
Cheng Xu thought for a moment and said, "We can have the deputy commander lead 50,000 men to charge into the enemy formation. After the formation is broken, General Hu will lead his men to attack. We will meet them here. Yang Qingzhi will definitely hold back and will not dare to launch a full-scale attack."
Zhao Cheng was never an impulsive person, and he immediately said, "Third brother, go and save them!"
"promise!"
After a fierce battle, Zhao Yan's powerful general broke through the enemy's formation, but Zhao Hu's 10,000 men had lost nearly half of their strength.
Zhao Yan blocked the pursuing He Biao and Li Yunqing troops, covering the retreat of Zhao Hu's troops before catching up with Zhao Cheng, and together they retreated to defend Nantong City.
The Southern Zhou army was at the front.
"The strategist's plans are flawless; this battle has truly routed Zhao Cheng!" Yang Qingzhi did not pursue further and bowed deeply to the man in gray robes.
He Biao brandished his axe and said, "I've never taken Feng Jing and Xiao Luofeng seriously, but Zhao Cheng has made me suffer. Today, I've managed to make Zhao Cheng look so pathetic. Strategist, I, Old He, am impressed!"
The man in the gray robe said in a hoarse voice, "General He, you flatter me."
Li Yunqing smiled smugly and said, "It's not easy to get Lao He to accept this."
He Biao said, "Of course, I've never been convinced by you."
Li Yunqing said, "Shall we have a little demonstration?"
"Generals, please stop this commotion." Yang Qingzhi raised his hand to stop them.
The man in the gray robe said, "The fact that the Dongjing Army was able to break through our formation proves that Zhao Cheng has not only warriors but also strategists by his side. This man is not to be underestimated. If we hadn't used a trick, the formation would have been broken in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
"No matter how capable Zhao Cheng's advisors are, they can't match the strategies of his strategist!"
Yang Qingzhi smiled slightly and looked at the gray-robed man, asking, "Strategist, what should we do next?"
Just as the gray-robed man was about to speak, Cui Wuming suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
The next moment, almost without warning, Cui Wuming suddenly drew his sword and flung it away, sending the sword flying into the distance.
The longsword disappeared hundreds of meters away, and a shadow that only Cui Wuming could see flashed by.
The man in the grey robe asked, "Did you kill him?"
"No, this person has superb lightness skills."
Cui Wuming spread his five fingers, and the longsword that had flown out returned to his hand.
This method alone left He Biao and Li Yunqing speechless.
Although there is only one realm difference between a grandmaster and a top expert, the gap is too great.
Cui Wuming glanced at Yang Qingzhi, then said to the gray-robed man, "Your identity in the Southern Zhou army can no longer be hidden."
After a pause, the gray-robed man said, "It's alright, it's only a matter of time. It's just that the young commander's reputation in the eyes of the enemy will be damaged."
Yang Qingzhi waved his hand lightly and laughed, "What does my mere personal reputation matter as long as I can achieve great things? After all, I've already learned to be shameless like Zhao Cheng. Using tricks? Anyone can do that!"
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
It started to rain.
The man in the gray robe tilted his head back, letting the rain lash his face.
A drop of water landed on his forehead, then flowed down his nose and cheek.
That face was just like the back of his hand.
Dry and wrinkled.
These are burn marks.
...
Nantong City.
Zhao Cheng and the mid- to high-ranking generals were all in the prefect's residence.
After deciding to defend the city, Zhao Cheng had already handed over the reins to the governor of Nantong.
Apart from Zhao Cheng, everyone else looked dejected.
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