The Art of War: The Laws of Building Foundations for Military Victory

  Wu Song was still unaware that he, along with Lu Da and Yang Zan, had already been sacrificed as pawns. At this moment, the Song Dynasty and Western Xia each sent out a high-ranking general to engage in a fierce battle at the front lines. Two horses, two heavy weapons, clashed and charged back and forth. The war drums on both sides boomed loudly, the atmosphere was tense with killing intent, making one's blood rush to their head upon hearing it.

  Wu Dajun's face turned red with rage, his hand tightly gripping the wooden sword, and the true energy within him was involuntarily stirred up by the killing intent, automatically circulating according to the "Doutu Treasure Mirror Classic". Wu Song only felt a surge of hot air bursting out from his lower abdomen, like a mighty river rushing forth, instantly filling all 12 regular meridians and 8 extraordinary vessels, brushing against the 720 acupoints, making them itch and tingle. His muscles bulged and throbbed, causing the iron plates on his helmet to clank loudly.

  Yang Jia was extremely nervous, staring at the commander's flag in the middle of the army, waiting for the order to go into battle. Hearing a "ding" sound beside him, the general slightly hesitated, thinking that Wu Song was so scared that he was shaking with fear, and comforted him saying: "Don't be nervous, even if your head is chopped off, it's just a big scar... Don't be nervous, you're making me nervous too! I need to pee..."

  Under the military flag, Zhang Jiao was stared at by him and felt embarrassed, nodding to show reassurance. Yang Jia's head was dizzy, thinking it was a signal to go to war, and hastily pulled Wu Song, shouting loudly: "Wu brothers, Chapter Commander gave me a wink, we're going to start the battle! All officers and soldiers of the third army of the Tiger Wing Right Camp, follow my orders, charge! Kill——"

  This loud shout used the inner family's true energy, and everyone in the field heard it. The 3,000 infantrymen of the third army of the Tiger Wing Right Camp also didn't know what was real or fake, but when they saw Yang Jiaolong rush out, they hesitated for a moment. However, seeing Wu Zhihui also opening his feet and rushing forward, the infantrymen of the third army finally couldn't bear it anymore. They waved their knives and guns, desperately rushed forward, shouting loudly.

  "Kill!" - Three thousand cavalrymen surged out at once, their blades and spears dazzling to the eye. From behind, it was a sea of black, all heads, truly a mountain of people, a sea of people!

  Luda and others were also unaware of what had happened, being swept away by the soldiers, rushing forward in a daze. Behind them, several robust Shandong men carried large flags, closely following behind, surrounded by hundreds of soldiers protecting the flag.

  The Western Xia general, Mei Letao, saw that the Song army was not following the rules of engagement. Before the two armies' commanders could even engage in single combat to determine victory or defeat, the Song army suddenly charged forward. Mei Letao hastily waved his flag, and the Western Xia cavalry immediately galloped out, their steel blades flashing as they charged forward to attack!

  Under the commander-in-chief flag of the Song army, several top generals looked at each other in dismay. Zhang's commander was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared with wide eyes, drawing his sword and cursing loudly: "Who waved the battle flag? I'll chop him off!"

  Those flag bearers were also confused, staring at each other with wide eyes. During the Northern Song Dynasty, simple flag signals had already been used on the battlefield to command troops to be vigilant, deploy, charge and other actions, but Yang Jia did not understand this set of rules, thinking that Zhang Jiao's nod was a signal to go into battle, which led to the misunderstanding.

  The battlefield was changing rapidly, and Yang Jia's move affected the entire situation, disrupting Zhang Jing and Zhong Shi Dao's overall plan, making them so angry that they vomited blood. Meanwhile, the Western Xia general who was fighting against Song Jiang saw the large army of Song approaching, got scared and turned his horse to flee, but was quickly caught up by Song Jiang, who beheaded him with one stroke of his sword.

  That Song was laughing with his head held high, feeling complacent, but unexpectedly a crescent-shaped shovel flew from behind and chopped him into two segments at the waist! Lu Da killed the war horse with one shovel, and laughed loudly: "Just entered the battlefield and killed a general, earned a merit!"

  Wu Song and Yang Zong were standing aside, Lu Da's move was too quick, they couldn't stop it in time. Wu Song cried out: "Commander, you've killed one of our own!"

  Lü Da lowered his head to take a look, and it wasn't one of their own people? Moreover, it was someone they knew, with whom they had fought together before. Lü Tui shouted with eyes as big as bronze bells, glancing around quickly: "Whoever dares to speak out, I'll kill whoever!"

  Wu Song and Yang Zong hastily kept their distance from him, this madman had gone to the battlefield with no regard for kinship, seeing a head would lead to a beheading, fighting alongside him would result in an unknown death!

  The Western Xia cavalry rushed forward, quickly crossing the distance of one arrow's flight. Dust filled the sky and golden drums shook the heavens. In the blink of an eye, they collided with the vanguard of the third infantry army. The horsemen drew their swords, and as soon as their blades fell, a flurry of blood and over a hundred heads flew into the air.

  The cavalry and infantry were not comparable in the charge, and the Song army suffered a small loss at the first collision. The Western Xia general, Mei Letao, looked delighted and said with a smile: "The Han people are indeed weak for a long time..." Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the Xixia soldiers and horses in front of him inexplicably fell to the ground, the horses were frightened, throwing the riders off their backs, some fled in all directions, and others lay on the ground foaming at the mouth.

  Falling off a horse on the battlefield is no trivial matter. Some of these cavalrymen had their necks broken on the spot, while others were left dazed and confused. Before they could even react, they were trampled by a group of stinky feet, and countless blades flashed out, killing who knows how many.

  The cavalry behind was tripped by the horses and men, due to inertia, they didn't have time to pull the reins, instantly the cavalry was in great disorder, and was actually overthrown by these three thousand infantrymen in an instant!

  Wu Song and Yang Zong charged forward, only about a dozen soldiers could keep up with their pace. The two men only remembered one sentence: "Kill anyone you see, chop off any head you see, don't worry about the back, just keep chopping until there's no one in front of you, then your life will be spared."

  Those war horses saw Wu Song as if they had seen a fierce beast, and they couldn't exert the power that cavalry should have, but instead their combat effectiveness was infinitely weakened. Wu Song and Yang Zong killed all the way, both of them were covered in blood.

  Yang Jian's martial arts were no match for Wu Song, and he followed behind Wu Song to pick up the scraps. His movements were strange and his knife was fast, although he was weak, but also one knife per person. Wu Song relied on his divine strength, regardless of who was in front of him, swung his wooden sword and chopped, with a tendency to develop towards Lu Da. Even a Song soldier ran in front of him, and was also split into two segments by his knife, making Yang Jian secretly gasp in amazement, and even more firmly hide behind Wu Song, not daring to rush forward even if he died.

  Although the two men were among the best warriors, they still suffered countless sword wounds in the chaos of battle. If not for their thick armor, they would have been hacked to death by the chaotic blades. Even so, one layer of their double-layered armor was damaged, and their bodies were covered in blood, some belonging to others, some their own.

  Two men killed with enthusiasm, Wu Song only felt the true energy running faster and faster throughout his body. Suddenly, a loud noise burst in his ears, and the true energy rushed into the Baihui acupoint, gathering into a vortex. The scorching sun was high in the sky, and a Heavenly Wounded Star power descended, pouring into the Baihui acupoint, then from the Baihui acupoint poured into 720 acupoints, finally starting to lay the foundation for the Bingjia's Qigong practice!

  In this battlefield, the suffocating aura of slaughter converged, and the military family took killing as its way. The heavier the killing intent, the faster the cultivation increased, so it was often regarded as a demonic gate by other sects, which was precisely the reason.

  Yang Jiao followed behind him and gradually felt that Wu Song's killing intent was getting heavier, just three feet away from his body, it felt like falling into a pool of blood, making it hard to breathe. Yang Jiao was puzzled when suddenly a crescent-shaped shovel flew towards him from behind, if not for his agile movements, he would have been beheaded by the shovel. Enraged, he cursed loudly: "Lü Da you bastard, do you want to kill our family too?"

  Ruda was startled, hastily put away the crescent shovel, and chuckled: "I'm killing with gusto, didn't see clearly, don't blame me, Monitor." Patted the several blood-soaked heads at his waist, and laughed: "This time I didn't kill wrongly, overturned several great generals of Xia State!"

  Wu Song and Yang Zong looked at the several heads, both of them shivered with fear. Yang Zong shouted: "Lu Da, you also hung Commander Wang's head on your waist!"

  Lu Da lowered his head and took a look, then hastily untied one of the heads and threw it away, saying with embarrassment: "Killed too smoothly, didn't get a clear look..."

  "Get away from our home! And you, Wu Zhihui, get away from our home too!"

  "Huh?"

  "Don't pretend to be stupid! You almost chopped our family too, if I hadn't run fast..."

  Lu Da swung his shovel and split the incoming Western Xia soldier into two segments, chuckling: "Two brothers, have you seen the great flag of Xia? Seizing his great flag is the real achievement!"

  The two of them shook their heads, and not only was the great flag of Western Xia nowhere to be seen, but even the flag of their own home couldn't be found, which showed just how badly those few idiots had failed. Just as they were saying this, a big Shandong man came running up, carrying a large flag on his back, and Lu Da was just about to strike him down with his shovel when a flash of knife light shot past, and the big man fell to the ground.

  Ruda also shivered, keeping a distance from Yang Jian. Yang Jian sheathed his sword with a hint of embarrassment and asked, "Who's carrying the big flag among you two?" The two shook their heads like rattle drums, and Yang Jian said helplessly, "I'll carry it then, but you two have to protect me... Forget it, being protected by you two will get me killed even faster!"

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