V2.Chapter 194

In the evening, Qiu Zhen heard that Tang Yin didn't eat, so she went to the dining room in person, took some dishes and came to Tang Yin.

Tang Yin didn't sleep. Now he couldn't sleep if he wanted to. He seemed to have pressed a huge stone on his chest, which blocked him out of breath.

Qiu Zhen greets ah San and ah Si, knocks m é N and enters. He sees Tang Yin sitting cross legged on the mat, eyes closed and face s è y ī N Shen, he stepped forward, gently put the tray on the table and whispered, "I heard that the king hasn't had dinner yet..."

"I'm not hungry." Tang Yin still didn't open his eyes and coldly interrupted him.

Qiu Zhen shook his head and said, "I know the king's mood now, but I always have to eat something, otherwise I'll be hungry..."

Teng! Tang Yin fiercely stood up, pointed to the Surabaya direction and said sternly, "I have two brothers who have just died in Jin'an. Why don't you ask him if they are hungry?" Then he took a step forward and came to Qiu Zhen. Ning said, "if you hadn't insisted on not letting me mobilize the flying dragon army, why would Zhan Peng and Wei Xuan die so miserably? If the flying dragon army could gather Mo troops from all over the country earlier and go south with me to fight Surabaya, why would our army just return to Anqiu like a lost dog?"

Listening to Tang Yin's almost roaring complaints, Qiu Zhen bowed his head and didn't explain.

In fact, the local armies of modi counties have long been scattered by the wind army. Now these are temporarily collected during the occupation of the wind country. In addition to the Xishan army, the other 100000 local armies can only be tigers and tigers. In fact, they have no combat effectiveness. Let alone let them travel long distances to fight with the wind army, I'm afraid they will lose most of them on the March. As for the Xishan army and the flying dragon army, although they add up to more than 200000, can they really play a key role in the battle of Surabaya? Can it really be the opponent of Tianwei army? Qiu Zhen didn't hold any optimistic hope in his heart.

But he didn't want to explain this. He knew that Tang Yin was in grief and anger Ji ā O Jia needs to find someone to vent, and he is willing to be Tang Yin's vent.

"Why, you are so eloquent that you have nothing to say now?" Qiu Zhen didn't speak, but only talked about it by herself. Tang Yin became more and more boring, squinting at Qiu Zhen.

"It's time for the king to eat!" When Tang Yin finally came to an end, Qiu Zhen pushed the tray on the table in front of him.

Tang Yin saw that his nose was almost crooked. With a fierce wave of his hand, he hit the tray far away, and the food on it was scattered all over the ground. He sat back on the table heavily, turned his head and looked away, angrily said, "don't eat!"

Qiu Zhen walked away, picked up the tray and said, "I'll prepare again..."

"I said no, are you deaf?"

"Leave before the minister!"

As if he hadn't heard what he said, Qiu Zhen took the tray, bowed and walked out of the room.

As soon as he closed the room m é n, he heard a bang inside. The room m é n also shook. It seemed that a heavy object hit m é n. at the same time, he heard Tang Yin yelling and scolding inside: "asshole!"

Qiu Zhen sighed, smiled bitterly at a-san-a-si, who was still standing at m é n's mouth, turned and walked away.

After a short time, Qiu Zhen came to see Tang Yin with a new meal. The result was the same. Tang Yin threw it all over the floor, but Qiu Zhen had this kind of reluctance to give up J ī God ng, he repeated this several times. In the end, even Tang Yin was powerless. He felt that if he didn't eat, Qiu zhenneng would spend the whole night with him.

When Qiu Zhen delivered the food for the sixth time, Tang Yin finally picked up the chopsticks. Although he had no appetite and chewed the food while staring at Qiu Zhen, he finally ate it.

Qiu Zhen stood aside without expression, but he was laughing in his heart. Although he was an important minister to assist the king, sometimes he was more like an n ǎ Coax me like a king, coax me like a child.

With the passage of time, new recruits from the Feng state have been arriving at Anqiu County. The strength of the Feng army has reached 400000 in Anqiu, while the main force of the Mo state has arrived in Sishui County on the other side. The total strength is about 500000. The strength of both sides is close to its peak, and the war is imminent.

June, midsummer. In the middle of the year, the Mo army took the lead in blowing the horn of attack, and the 50 armies poured out and marched north into Anqiu County.

At Tang Yin's command, Feng Jun had no way to retreat. He opened his formation in the plain 80 miles south of Shangwan, the county city, and was ready to fight Mo Jun head-on Ji ā O front's Legion war.

The total number of troops invested by both sides has been close to one million. This war can also be called a general war between countries.

The commander of the Mozambican army is general Qingyu. Under his command, there are fierce Mozambican generals such as Lian Ge and Xiang Wen, as well as outstanding military leaders such as Shi Han y ù and Zhan Mengqi.

Naturally, the commander of the Feng army is Tang Yin. Zuo Shuang was temporarily appointed as the deputy commander by him. However, Tang Yin is also very self-aware. At best, he can only be responsible for supervising the war. In fact, the command of the whole army still needs Ji ā O to Zuo Shuang. After all, Zuo Shuang is the experienced commander. The legions of both sides are warlike. Qingyu shows a fish scale array with both attack and defense. The main force gathers in the center and is divided into several Xi ǎ O the square array, like fish scales, is stacked one layer after another, and the whole is trapezoidal. The cavalry Legion is hidden in the array, while the left double is a purely defensive long snake array. The whole army is lined up with clear priorities. The flying dragon army is in front and the local Mo army is behind.

Hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides can be described as a sea of people and overwhelming. Looking at it, there is a dark place and it is difficult to distinguish the number. Whether it is the soldiers below or the generals leading the army, there is no tension at this time. Even the experienced commander will not experience too many times of this kind of Legion war.

The atmosphere on the eve of the war became more and more dignified. The legions on both sides were silent and terrible silence. People could even hear their own beating heart. The strong atmosphere of killing made the air seem to solidify and it was difficult to breathe. Coupled with the exposure of the sun above their heads, they didn't wait Ji ā O war, people have been sweating all over the body first. Some people are weak. At this time, they have shaken y down and look likely to faint at any time.

Although lingshuang is the king of a country, she has never experienced such a large-scale battle. Looking at the boundless battle array opposite her, she felt cold in her heart and peered at Tang Yin around her. He was calm and shook the fan in his hand, but he often broke sh è J in his eyes ī Ng light, sometimes showing sharp eyes, like a knife, penetrating people's soul.

"Afraid?"

Lingshuang was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Tang Yin. Because he had been looking at the distance, she asked uncertainly, "are you talking to me?"

Tang Yin was happy and asked, "are you still talking to ghosts?"

Lingshuang stared at him and said insincerely, "of course not."

Tang Yin raised her eyebrows m á O and said with a smile, "if I were you, I would not come here at this time, but stay in Shangwan and wait for the result."

Lingshuang also knew that she shouldn't take part in the fun. After all, it's too dangerous. It's more complete to stay in Shangwan, but she doesn't want to miss the rare Legion battle. In addition, she also vaguely felt that she and Tang Yin are on the same front. In such a critical war, she should stay with Tang Yin instead of hiding in a safe place alone.

Of course, she can't say that.

She changed the subject and asked, "do you think the wind army will win this battle?"

Tang Yin frowned and youyou said, "my right eye is jumping badly. I'm afraid the battle will not be so smooth."

Lingshuang lowered her head and murmured, "the left eye jumped into wealth and the right eye jumped into disaster... Will you lose this war?" She looked up at Tang Yin in surprise.

"Success depends on people! How can we predict whether we win or lose?" Tang Yin smiled calmly, but his hand behind him slowly clenched. It is unpredictable to win or lose, but it can be estimated that at present, there are only 300000 people with real combat effectiveness in the wind army, while 500000 in the Mozambican army is Qingyi s è J ī Ng Rui's central army, especially the pure cavalry Corps like Tianwei army, has no idea whether his side can win or not.

Woo - Woo - at this time, a long horn sounded from the opposite Mo army camp, and then the roaring drum sounded like popcorn.

That's the signal of the Mozambican army's attack. Almost at the same time, Zuo Shuang also shook the flag, and the messenger standing aside was full of strength and sounded the trombone.

Together with the trumpets, the drums thundered. With the blood boiling drums, there was no J ī The soldiers of NG Da Cai came at once J ī God ng, each one stood straight and clucked his weapon in his palm. Even the war horse knew that it was going to go to the battlefield. His front hoof kicked the ground and kept shouting.

The drums sounded faster, louder and denser, and finally almost connected.

"Forward! Forward! Keep the formation, forward -"

Under the orders of the heads of the troops, the battle lines of both sides began to advance towards each other.

Seeing nearly a million soldiers moving in the opposite direction and constantly approaching each other, lingshuang's nerves were about to break, and people subconsciously stood up and unconsciously held Tang Yin's hand.

Tang Yin turned and looked at her. The corners of her mouth rose slightly and said she wasn't nervous. Her palms were sweaty.

The advance speed of both sides is not slow, but on the battlefield, the time seems to pass very slowly. It seems that it is as long as a century before both sides enter their own sh è process.

The first to launch the arrow array is the flying dragon army. The flying dragon army is a Chunning people's army, adapted from the central army of the former Ningguo. Arrow sh è is their strength.

"Shoot an arrow

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"Shoot an arrow -"

With the sound of orders, just listen to the hum in the wind army camp, a long and narrow black cloud rises from the top of the wind army camp, and flies down to the Mo army camp with a howling sound.

"Raise the shield! Raise the shield to block the arrow array!"

Mo Jun responded quickly and lifted the shield at the first time, but even so, under the frightening arrow array of the flying dragon army, a large number of soldiers were killed and injured by SH è and fell into a pool of blood. Looking up, after only one round of arrow array, there are countless gaps in the camp in front of the Mozambican army.

Before it was too late to make adjustments, the second round of arrow array of the flying dragon army arrived again. The arrows were still so dense and the strength was still so strong. From time to time, someone in the advancing Mo army was overturned by an arrow, and the sound of armor breaking and clanging impact were connected

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