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A row of wooden boxes was pushed down from the mountain path in front of the goat's intestines. The wooden box was extremely strange. In front of each box was a thick and wide wooden board. The only reason why the wooden box could be pushed was because there were two wooden wheels placed at the bottom of the box. There were two handrails behind each crate, which could be pushed by two rebel soldiers holding the handrails.

Zhang Han asked: "Upper General, what were those group of Anti-scoundrel pushing down such heavy objects for?" Meng Yi shook his head: "How would I know."

Another group of heroes dressed in black robes walked down the mountain path and converged into the Battle Formation. The weapons in his hands were each three meters long, shaped like a crescent moon. This group had a hundred people. The leader of the group was Long Xiang Pavilion's master, Long Zhang.

The generals beside Meng Yi began to discuss, "What are the weapons of these people? Why didn't you recognize him? "

Meng Yi suddenly thought of someone and couldn't help but be taken aback.

He didn't dare to mention that person in a formal setting. In a private setting, he and his two brothers would occasionally mention about him. His weapon, just like the weapon that the disciples of Dragon Pavilion held in their hands, was called Dao.

Although all the historical data related to Xiang Shaolong had been destroyed by His Majesty, no one knew where he went. But in Meng Wu, Meng Tian, and Meng Yi's hearts, there was a deep nostalgia.

Seeing over a hundred Dragon Soaring Pavilion disciples brandishing their long blades, Meng Yi's long sealed memories, suddenly opened.

"Amongst this group of Anti-scoundrel, there is actually someone who knows how to make blades like the Tutor Xiang. More than a hundred of them were still suppressed! " Meng Yi was shocked and found it hard to express his shock.

Before he could think about it, another group of people from the anti-Qin army came out, all in ragged clothes. The weapon in his hand was even more peculiar. It was around nine feet long and looked like a spear. However, the bottom part of the spear head had a barb protruding out from the side, with the tip curved inwards. The one leading this group of allied soldiers was the leader of the gang, Lv Chen.

In the years of Radix Cyperi, the heavy taxes for corvette workers had caused the common people to be unable to bear the burden. Mourning all over the wilderness, the people are displaced, begging for food, there is the emergence of the gang of beggars. Their leader was Lv Chen. He was the first gang leader.

When he ascended to the throne, the world was set. After Liu Bang died, although Empress Lu had absolute power, he could let the people live and work happily. Then it was passed down to the two emperors, Wen Jing and Wen Jing. It could be said that he did not pick up things along the way, and did not close his doors at night. The gang died naturally. In the last years of the Western Han Dynasty, Wang Mang of the Wangqi took over the throne, and the political darkness, and the exorbitant taxes and duties forced the people to the point of no return, and the drought and locust plague brought about the Green Forest uprising of Wang Quang, the leader of the Wangqi Gang.

The weapon in the hands of the Beggar Gang was crafted meticulously by Han Huaichu. It was the Sickle Spear forged by the disciples of the Mo family who rushed over to work overnight.

In order to deal with the Qin Army, Han Huaichu had created this kind of weirdly shaped weapon. As far as the Song Dynasty, the use of the scythe spear slowly developed to the top. There were two hooks, one hook gun and three kinds of ring gun. Liang Shan Po's allied army used the hooked sickle spear to break the Song Army's continuous horse formation. During the Southern Song Dynasty, the national hero, Yue Fei, broke through Jin Guo Prince of Jin Dynasty's kidnappers with his crochet spear in the Great War of Song Jin Yan City, causing his crochet spear to become famous throughout the world.

With the sound of a cannon firing, Meng Yi rode his horse out of the Battle Formation and shouted: "Big Son Mo Zhuang, please speak."

Wearing sackcloth shoes, Mo Zhuang walked out and stared at the Upper General Meng Yi with his head held high.

Meng Yi lowered his head and said: "Ju Zi, you are a sect master, why must you rebel? If you are able to lower my Great Qin, Meng Yi will definitely listen to your lord, and serve you as the sole ruler of the Mo family. "

At that time, the news of the First Emperor's burning of the scholar had yet to come, and the struggle between Confucianism, the ink, the Tao and the Dharmic Dao was still intense and difficult to resolve. Using the exclusive Mo Clan as bait, Meng Yi lured Mo Zhuang to bring down Qin Creek.

Hearing that, Mo Zhuang laughed out loud: "The purpose of my Mo family is to get rid of the calamities under the heavens. If I were to lower your Qin Dynasty, you would be worthy of being called Ju Zi."

Meng Yi held the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd in his hand and pointed it at Mo Zhuang. "It seems that you have the intention to rebel against me, Qin Ting." Mo Zhuang sighed: "You, Qin Ting, are only here to save tens of thousands of lives. In a place of great righteousness, one can go through fire and tread upon water, and not refuse to do as they please! " Meng Yi nodded, "Alright! Go back to the formation quickly, Meng Yi will fight with you here today, I will kill all of you Anti-scoundrel and level your Wanzai Valley! "

Mo Zhuang shook his head: "Upper General is wrong. The one who will fight you today will not be this old one, but the one who will have him. "

Meng Yi asked curiously: "There's someone else! "Who is it?"

Mo Zhuang turned around and waved, then said: "Young Hero Han, please speak with Upper General."

Han Huaichu wore a helmet and armor, his cloak was tied around him, and he rode on his stallion in high spirits as he drove out of the Battle Formation. It was indeed a proud son of a horse, a dragon among men.

Meng Yi was extremely surprised. who would have thought that the one who would be fighting against his Upper General today, would actually be Han Xin, who delivered the written challenge the day before yesterday. A look of disdain appeared on his face.

"Boy, you dare to fight against me?" Meng Yi asked.

Han Huaichu raised his head and asked: Why would I not dare?

Meng Yi laughed towards the sky, and said: "You bunch of disorderly people, you actually sent an unknown disciple to fight against me, even if I, Meng Yi were to win, I will lose all honor and glory."

Han Huaichu said loudly: "Upper General, don't look down on others. The outcome of the battle was already known to everyone. It's useless to say anything else. "

Meng Yi glanced at Han Huaichu, and waved his hand: "Brat, you can go back to the array and prepare to die."

However, Han Huaichu said: "It is still unclear who will win. Upper General, our army is on a slope today. I, Han Xin, will not take advantage of you. "You should retreat two arrows and allow us to rearrange our formation at the flat slope. Let's have another fight to the death."

Hearing this, Meng Yi was surprised.

The Longwupo was originally a long slope, and was located between the Qin Army camp and the Wanzai Valley. Today, the two armies were in formation, so naturally, their Qin Army was on a downward slope. With such a geographical advantage, the allied army would have the upper hand.

And Han Xin, this nameless brat, was even unwilling to take advantage of her. To change to the plains and rearrange the formation, had he gone mad? Had he gone mad? Or was he extremely arrogant?

During the Spring and Autumn Period, dukes had to pay more attention to military etiquette in battle, and it must conform to the principles of 'respect' and 'benevolence'. At that time, the military book Sima Fa advocated "to be benevolent as the basis, to be righteous." Afterwards, during the water war at Song Chuhong, the pedantic Song Xiang kept to the rules and believed that "if a gentleman is not seriously injured, he will not die. If he is not obstructing the mountain pass, then he will not be listed.". This kind of dogma was akin to a fool, causing great defeat. No one paid any more attention to the military salute between the dukes in the future. To the Military Saint Sun Wu's "swindling with weapons", and then Sun Bin Pang Dou Zhi Ji, had even displayed the ultimate craftiness of the technique.

But now, that brat Han Xin actually dared to say such boastful words or take advantage of the situation, Meng Yi suspected that he had misheard.

He even wanted to give Han Xin a nickname called "Song Xiang the Second".

Then, Meng Yi burst out laughing, "Brat, you are courting death, don't blame me, Meng Yi."

Meng Yi was a general and knew how to fight on the battlefield. Although his heart was not that comfortable, he still did not want it to miss out on the advantages he had gained.

Han Huaichu threw down his words: "We'll meet on the battlefield." Big Son Mo Zhuang turned around and returned to the array.

Meng Yi then returned to the formation and gave the order. The army retreated two arrows and rearranged the formation.

There was a pattern to the retreat of the Qin Army. First, the infantry retreated, and after setting up the formation, the cavalry soldiers retreated. Then, the infantry chariots retreated. As for the front row and the crossbows on the left and right flanks, they didn't move at all. It was not until the main force had finished retracting their formation that the crossbow soldiers began to retreat.

Han Huaichu had been observing how the Qin Army was retreating, hoping to find a flaw in Meng Yi's formation. Seeing that, he secretly praised in his heart, "Meng Yi is really good at fighting, his Qin Army is indeed well-trained. The way to retreat is to show the strength of your Qin Army. "

Victory and defeat were common on the battlefield. Sometimes, if a stalemate failed to win, the troops would have to retreat. The greatest fear was that the enemy would launch a fatal attack when they retreated and the formation changed. It was necessary to master the rhythm of retreat and control the formation.

Han Huaichu waited for the Qin Army to finish arraying the array, and then drew out his sword and pointed it at the sky: "Monarchs, in today's battle, victory is given to life, and defeat is given to death. Me and that Qin Thief, if we are to fight with our lives, we must not cower and hide, as we are afraid of death. "

The thousand jin iron gate had already been destroyed, if today's battle was defeated, everyone knew what kind of situation they would encounter. The group could not help but be furious and they all raised their arms and shouted, "We will definitely fight to the death!"

Han Huaichu continued to stir up feelings: "Qin Ting is cruel, Qin Ji is strict, Qin Zheng is the world's greatest enemy. The First Emperor was cruel and oligarchic, he was violent and restrained, causing the people to be burned to ashes, and his grief spread far and wide. Are you at peace today? Destroy this hand completely. His hands were full of the smell of blood, the blood of our savior. If we can't get rid of him alone, it will be hard to resolve the hatred in our hearts. The hero of Holy Sword Sect was currently besieged by Qin Thief, unable to live a safe life. Upper General Meng Yi, surround us in the valley and kill us all. Only by defeating Meng Yi would My Daughter be able to charge out of the encirclement and save his brother. Only in this way would he be able to kill this bloodthirsty one-man while patrolling the east. My lords, please follow me, Han Xin, and form a formation to fight! "

These words made the heroes feel their blood boil and their hearts surge.

So the heroes of the Rebel army moved forward again, and lined up for a while on the flat slope.

Meng Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the allied Battle Formation. It was no longer that chaotic situation just now, but was now an "X" shape.

In front of the formation, there was a cluster of wooden boxes, arranged in four rows. Behind the thick and solid wooden board, rows and rows of Shieldhand were covered.

Behind the wooden box was a large formation. In the middle of the formation were the disciples of the Beggar Clan, wielding a sickle spear. On both sides of the formation were the disciples of the Soaring Dragon Pavilion and the disciples of the Mo family, holding a long blade and a short blade, eyeing them covetously.

After the geese formation, it was divided into two armies, one on the left and the other on the right, forming two horizontal lines, each guarded by their respective forces from Liaodong Flying Swallow Sect and Jiaodong Shark Gang.

Then, the two longitudinal wing guards formed a circle in front of him. The left wing was the responsibility of the Mo family's disciples, while the right wing was the responsibility of the Five Tiger Soul Shattering Spear's heroes. These two guards were responsible for protecting the commander's safety.

On one of the large flags was embroidered the word "Mo". The person holding the flag was the heroic and extraordinary Young House Master of Soaring Dragon Pavilion, Long Qie. To the right of the flag, there was a large drum with a gong hand next to it.

After them was the leader of the allied armies, Han Huaichu, the Big Son Mo Zhuang of the Mo family and the other leaders of the various sects. Zhang Liang, Kui Tong and the rest of the strategists stood by Han Huaichu's side. Xiang Yu, who was as mighty as a god, held onto a spear in his hands.

After the commander-in-chief, there were two flanks, one for each side, and they were all made up of the elite gangsters from the small gangs of the martial arts world.

At the end of the formation was a row of archers. The array that Han Huaichu laid down was the complete opposite from the one he laid out. The Crossbowman was actually behind him.

Meng Yi who had experienced hundreds of battles had never seen this kind of formation before.

Meng Yi immediately came back to reality, "The formation that Han Xin just arranged was just an illusion. His real purpose is to make himself retreat to the place where the arrows were shot, to set up this strange formation on the flat slope. "

He had a faint feeling that there was a conspiracy involved. As for what this was all about, Meng Yi was unable to guess.

One of the generals, Zhang Han, stepped forward and asked: "Upper General, can we fight now?" Meng Yi hesitated and did not answer.

Relying on his soldier's intuition, he felt that this unknown Han Xin was not simple at all. Looking at his calm and relaxed expression, Meng Yi felt that today, he would likely meet the most difficult opponent in his life.

He had been through hundreds of battles in his life and had never underestimated his opponent. He had just made a mistake today, and that was underestimating his opponent.

Although the number of people in the Qin Army was five times that of the allied army, they held the advantage. The quality of the weapons was not something that the temporarily formed army of martial artists could compare with. However, there was no shortage of people with strong martial arts skills in the allied armies. This kind of individual combat impact was not something that ordinary Qin soldiers could withstand.

Seeing him hesitate, Zhang Han urged him: "Upper General, it's already noon, are you still not going to fight?"

Meng Yi waved his hand, and slowly smashed down: "Beat the drum!"