The sun reached the mid-day, it was already three quarters in the noon, Na Shan sighed, it seems that he really can't escape this hurdle...

"Tell me to order and send the soldiers to Nanshan!" The kind words were just finished, and only a voice came from outside, "The imperial decree is to... the decree of the general soldiers of Tianjin Town!"

"Don't pass the order first, wait for the first!" The kind face was beaming, he tidied up his official uniform, and knelt down on the ground three times and bowed down to meet the imperial edict.

When the edict officer finished reading the imperial edict, Shan Shan's face changed, and his eyes looked like pig liver... The imperial edict lieutenant King Huijun scolded him, saying that they deceived the crowd and ordered Na Shan to immediately attack Zhou. Jiazhai...

"..." King Hui patted Shan Shan on the shoulder speechlessly, saying that he understood his feelings at the moment... "Since I am ready to go to war, then I have to go back to Beijing..."

"Send the prince..." The tears of kindness were about to fall. The group of people in the middle of the court wanted to send themselves to death...

"Oh, take care!" King Huijun said, taking his pros and whipping his horse and heading towards the capital...

"Tell me to order and send the soldiers to Nanshan!" Na Shan watched his last life-saving straw fall off from his hands. Instead, he now has a sense of bachelor's bachelor's death...

Following that Shan's order, an army of 40,000 drove toward Nanshan vastly. Behind the army, more than 20,000 conscripts carried various military supplies, slowly following the army.

Chapter Two Hundred and Four

The army started to pull out-no words all the way.

By the time the foot of Nanshan Mountain, it was almost dark. In this era, the soldiers at the bottom were basically deficient in vitamin A. To put it simply, they had night blindness.

You don’t need to think about night battles...

That Shan doesn’t need to think about night attacks at all, the army camps on the spot, waiting for dawn to fight again,...

Zhou Ye was sitting on the ramp at the top of the Zhaimen. A group of Yingying and Yanyan surrounded him, with a cigar in one hand and Takilan in the other... It was so uncomfortable.

"There are capable people behind this and that kindness..." Zhou Ye overlooked the orderly tens of thousands of soldiers at the foot of the mountain, repairing his barracks like tireless workers, and joked indifferently: "I can't think of his subordinates. There are still a few sensible people!"

"The Eight Flags are good. How many of them don’t have any help?" Takilan tied a sliced ​​pear with a toothpick and sent it to Zhou Ye’s mouth, saying, “Although those Eight Flags don’t They are incapable of learning, but their skill in accepting traitors and slaves is extraordinary, and they don’t have any real ability to learn, and they simply don’t like it!"

Talking about the understanding of the Qing court of this era, Zhou Ye thinks he is really not as thorough as Takilan, who has been engaged in underground work for decades. After all, they are people living in this era.

"Haha..." Zhou Ye ate the Yali delivered to his mouth, smiled, and said nothing.He didn't worry about the army of Qing soldiers at the foot of the mountain. In his opinion, it was completely for nothing...It's not just talking about the technology gods to crush everything.

A few women smiled on the side, nibbling melon seeds, nibbling melon seeds, and playing mahjong. They simply regarded the 40,000 soldiers at the foot of the mountain as a big show...

Zhou Ye watched it for a long time, and it was completely seen as a live-action movie. Not to mention, this kind of action of tens of thousands of people pulling out to camp and camp, he really hadn't seen it with his own eyes in this world, this time he should look at it.

After the camp at the foot of the mountain calmed down, the women were tired of playing. Zhou Ye simply took the women and went back to the super large bedroom in his luxurious villa. The show he was preparing tonight was The story of two filial daughters who sacrificed themselves to feed a tiger, and two loving mothers fighting against Selang to save their daughter... Well, yes, it's just what you think...

One night of fish and dragon dance-entertainment that should be entertained, worry that should be worried, time passed in a flash.

In the early morning, noisy started in the originally quiet camp at the foot of the mountain.

With the help of the soldiers, Nashan also wore a helmet and drew on his armour. After he wore a sharp suit... stepped out of his camp, he was about to start a routine patrol...

In the camp, the fire-heads have started to get busy, preparing firewood to set up a big stove. They are responsible for preparing breakfast for 40,000 people. This is not an easy job...

Along the way, Na Shan looked at the busy soldiers coming and going, feeling uneasy in his heart. To be honest, he didn't know how many of the 40,000 soldiers who went with him this time could return to his home...

He really doesn't want to fight... As long as there is a little possibility of tying the stalemate, he will not be so timid.It's really because he can't see the dawn of victory...

After patrolling in the camp, Nashan returned to his handsome account and brought his breakfast to him...

Looking at the hearty breakfast, Na Shan has no appetite...

"Master, you can eat something...you didn't eat it yesterday! If this goes on, how can your body stand it!" Qin Zui persuaded.

"I'm not in the mood..." That Shanchang sighed, and then suddenly remembered his last life-saving straw, Xuan Chengzi asked quickly, "How is the real person now?"

"In response to the master, the true person Xuan Chengzi took a small Taoist boy and a bunch of people early in the morning and took a compass to find a place for the formation!"

"Oh...I hope that the real person's formation can really defeat Zhou Jiazhai..." Na Shan himself didn't have much confidence in Xuan Chengzi, and he was a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

At this time, Shan only hopes that time will pass more slowly... It's best to stop, so she doesn't have to face the weird power of Zhou Jiazhai...

However, this is just his delusion.

The sun rose in the air a little bit, and the army had already used up their breakfast. There were already a thousand chiefs who came to the handsome account to fight...

In the end, even Xuan Chengzi, who went out to survey the nodes of the earth veins, returned to report, saying that everything was ready...

In desperation, Na Shan had no choice but to pass orders and raise accounts.

After the three links gathered together, the thousand chiefs all came to the handsome account to be dispatched.Looking at the group of people who were sad or high-spirited, the good sighed...

"Big army, array, formation, ready, prepared, greeted, enemy——" When he issued this military order, Na Shan felt that his heart was tightly grasped by a hand... This military order is like a reminder, making it hard for him to breathe.

With the sound of a long horn sounded... the shield was the front line, the Chinese army was the eight thousand spearmen, and the archers were back.Five thousand cavalry on the left and right wings are lined up...

After the army formation, Xuan Chengzi also took Dao Tong, led a gang of swords and axes, pressed the ninety-nine-eighty-yin people, and came to the ground line node that had been optimistic in the morning. The positions of Sanli, Sizhen, Wuxun, Liukan, Qigen, and Bakun position the extremely Yin people, and a sword and axe is arranged behind each person...

Seeing the swordsman behind him, some of the innocent people who were caught cried bitterly, and some cursed loudly...but what they got was the punches and kicks of the swordsman.

In the center of the formation, a three-meter-high table, made up of wooden tables, chairs and other miscellaneous things, stood upright in the center.

In the middle and center of the Buddhist platform, there is a table of offerings. On the table are placed three animal tributes, incense, candles, yellow paper, and other utensils. Behind the tributes are the spiritual cards of the Western Emperor Tai Chi.

At this time, Xuan Chengzi also changed into a clean black yellow Taoist robe, with a black cloth over his eyes, holding a peach wood sword in his hand, and tremblingly followed the steps with the help of a small Taoist boy, and boarded the platform. .

Na Shan stood under the stage and looked at Xuan Chengzi. To tell the truth, he was sweating for Xuan Chengzi... I'm really afraid that this blind old man will fall off the high platform again, and if he falls, he will really catch him blind. Up.

The one who should have led the troops in front of the formation and watched the formation, this time he said nothing about going to the front of the formation, he asked a soldier to wear his own armor and stand in front of the formation with his handsome flag, waiting His own command line affairs, he was after the battle, and decided to smear the soles of his feet if something was wrong...

Even if he is convicted after returning to Beijing for this reason, that will be the future. It is better to die late than die early.

The formation has just been set up here, and the Zhoujiazhai on the foothills of the Nanshan Mountain has opened its doors. This time Zhou Ye still only brought two thousand soldiers. Of course, by the way, he also brought [The Cleaner]. In the end, he would call someone back and call him to clean the battlefield...

Zhou Ye’s gang of women’s maidens stood on the wall, watching their men walk onto the battlefield carelessly...Although they knew that Zhou Ye would not lose, but their concern was chaotic, they still wanted to stand here and watch them with their own eyes. The man returns victorious.

"I rely on... an egg!" Zhou Ye had seen Xuan Chengzi standing on the high platform after the army formation from a long distance. To be honest, his appearance at this time is really WOW. The big boss of the dark temple, the demeanor of an egg... at least two of them are blind, and they are blindfolded with black cloth.

Zhou Ye, who arrived in front of the formation, did not rush to order his soldiers to kill the tens of thousands of soldiers, but directly took out a sofa from his storage bracelet, took out a bottle of red wine, and drank the red wine. , Smoking a cigar and sitting curiously watching the old man cast a spell on the platform.

Forty thousand Qing soldiers and two thousand Umbrella soldiers were on the battlefield like this, staring at each other from a distance of 500 meters, because neither Na Shan nor Zhou Ye ordered their subordinates to attack. .

That Shan is because he wants to wait for the old Dao to set up the big formation, and Zhou Ye is because of curiosity, wanting to see what effect the old Dao's big formation will have...

At this moment, all the sights on the battlefield were concentrated on the old Dao Xuan Chengzi...

As the saying goes, what a thousand people refer to will end without disease.

Although the eye-catching is not as good as what a thousand husbands pointed out, it is not much worse. Xuan Chengzi's old way is stepping on the Yu step. When the sword dance Qixing concentrated on the formation, he suddenly felt a bit of cold. After a chill, I almost pronounced the wrong words.

It's just that his eyes are already blind after all, and he doesn't know what the situation of the army is now... It's just that, relying on years of experience in cultivating, he concentrates on counting the time and making the final preparations for the formation————