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"Everyone, listen to my orders, set up the formation, and break through the enemy formation with swords and guns!"

Chen Dexing yelled and ordered. At this moment, on the verge of life and death, his mind became extremely clear! The memories and experiences of the two lives were completely integrated in an instant. Therefore, he knew that he had to immediately organize the Song soldiers around him who were motivated by him and set up a military formation. He also knew how to dispatch the soldiers.

On the battlefield, only organized soldiers are the army, and only infantry forming battle formations can exert their maximum combat power and resist the Mongolian cavalry that has few opponents across the Eurasian continent!

"My boys! Go closer to me, with a big sword in front, a long spear behind, and a crossbow behind, and set up a formation!"

"My boys! Go side by side, raise your sword and gun, and move forward!"

"My sons! Scream to me... destroy the enemy! Kill the thief!"

Chen Dexing shouted, shouting with all his strength, as if he could use this sound to attract the panicked Song army soldiers on the battlefield to his side; as if he could use this sound to arouse all the fighting spirit of the Song army soldiers; as if he could use this sound to inject endless strength into the exhausted Song army soldiers!

"Break the enemy! Kill the thief!"

Everyone around Chen Dexing shouted loudly. The sound pierced the shouts and killings on the battlefield and swept thousands of steps away on the high platform where Jia Sidao, the ambassador of Lianghuai, was located.

"Okay! I have a brave man under my command!" Jia Sidao stroked his beard and nodded slightly. This scene seemed to be as long as he expected.

"Your Majesty! You are using the strategy of fighting against the enemy! Our army will win a great victory in this battle!" A man suddenly shouted on the platform. Jia Sidao looked back and saw a scholar about thirty years old. He was wearing a long robe with a pair of collars, a Dongpo scarf, and a small sword that was more than a foot long hanging on his waist. He looked beautiful and handsome. He was a pretty young man.

This person is his guest official in the temple. His surname is Liang, his name is Chongru, and his courtesy name is Yifu. He is a famous scholar in Yangzhou and married the daughter of Lu Zhaoqi, the commander of Xiongsheng Army. Lu Zhaoqi was the cousin of Lu Zhaolin, the commander of Wurui Army. Liang Chongru himself was not simple. He was originally a Tai student, and he was quite famous because of his letters to fight against Mongolia. The Tai students of the Song Dynasty liked to write books to discuss politics very much, and sometimes impeached the powerful ministers of the dynasty. The Song Dynasty officials generally favored these reading seeds, and few Tai students were convicted for their words. Therefore, there was also a saying that the Imperial Academy had no official censorship.

"So it's Yifu, it's good, not bad." Jia Sidao nodded, as if he was quite appreciating himself as a guest. "Yifu, can those Wu Rui troops defeat the enemy and turn the tide?"

Liang Chongru laughed and said, "No!"

"Oh? Why?" Jia Sidao remained silent.

Liang Chongru touched his beard and shook his head, saying, "In the past, Xiang Yu of Chu did make a fortune by destroying the boats and fighting with his back to the water. However, Xiang Yu's courage and the heroic power of the Chu army are rare in history and are not available in this world. If our Song Dynasty wants to defeat the Northern Capitols in Jianghuai, we must not rely on the bravery of every man and the bravery of the man. We must rely on the wisdom and wise men. A certain family dared to speculate that fighting with his back to the water is just a strategy used by our husband, and our husband must have a brilliant plan to defeat the thieves and kill the enemy."

Jia Sidao laughed loudly and did not talk to Liang Chongru anymore. Instead, he turned to the battlefield and looked at the Song army battle formation that had just been arranged by Chen Dexing.

The battle formation was not tightly arranged, with only more than a thousand defeated soldiers. Chen Dexing, who stood up in a desperate situation, aroused his fighting spirit, but he was still defeated and scattered soldiers. Without an officer organization, Chen Dexing had no choice but to gather everyone as much as possible. Let the swords and guns in his hands stand in front and the crossbow stand behind.

"Monk, tall, you are my deputy general!" Chen Dexing walked back and forth a few times in front of the barely formed square formation, and suddenly shouted.

"Some family gets order!"

"Some family gets order!"

Monk Liu and the second man who responded to Chen Dexing just now responded loudly. The man was named Gao Da. He was originally a fisherman on the Yangtze River. He was tall and big, and he also practiced martial arts. He was recruited by Li Tingzhi and Lu Zhaolin into the Wu Rui army a few years ago. He was used as a team general and was in charge of dozens of archers. He was familiar with Chen Dexing and Monk Liu, and he also had martial arts with Chen Dexing.

"Monk, the second row of spears is under your command, the tall, the crossbowmen are under your command! The children who hold the sword in the first row are willing to fight with me!"

"willing!"

Chen Dexing knew that the red-coated soldiers would not give him too much time to organize the troops, so he could only hurriedly arrange two deputy officers to command with him. As for whether such an arrangement violated the military laws and regulations of the Song Dynasty, he was naturally unwilling to worry about it.

"Three princesses, our sons are all good. They have already made a breakthrough in the center of the Southern Barbarian formation!"

Li Xiong, the adopted son of Li Yan, the prime minister of Yidu Province of Mongolia, shouted loudly to his nominal sister Li Cuixian. At this time, he was standing on the horse's back, watching the surrounding battlefield. All units of the Mongolian Han army had already fought with the Song army in front of him, but except for the Li family's Red Coat Army that destroyed the Wurui army of the Song army, all units had made no progress.

The eight thousand Iron Cavalry of the Mongols still stood behind the formation and did not move.

"Three princesses, should you roll over from the side and defeat the wing of the Southern Barbarian?"

"It's not enough to kill a general of the Southern Barbarian?" Li Cuixian smiled, "Let the Mongols fight the remaining battle."

"Then what are we doing? You can't watch it on the battlefield, right?"

"I have to find something to do." Li Cuixian looked around and soon found a gathering Song army battle formation on the moat. So he raised his hand and pointed, "Second brother, there is a group of Southern Barbarian infantry over there, so we will go and fight."

"Yeah, that's great!"

Li Cuixian laughed and then ordered: "Come on, go find a long pole and pick up the head of the Southern Barbarian General who had just been killed!"

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"It's Lu Youwu! Lu Youwu died for his country..."

Soon someone recognized that the head that was picked on a spear belonged to the Right Wu Doctor, the commander of the Wu Rui Army, Lu Zhaolin!

The beard is gray, the face is dark, the eyes are full of anger, lifelike...

"My sons, avenge your revenge on the Right Wu, defeat the enemy! Kill the thief!"

Chen Dexing found that the left and right soldiers were slightly shaken and immediately shouted loudly. Less than 200 steps in front of him, at least 2,000 red-coated soldiers had formed a square formation, approaching calmly, and brought Lu Zhaolin's head!

"Break the captives! Kill the thief! Take revenge on the Youwu..."

Everyone shouted, they all knew that they were fighting for the wronged now and could only seek to survive in death!

"Youwu, I'm sorry for you!" A military man next to Chen Dexing, who was a little older, covered in blood and red eyes suddenly shouted and was about to pounce forward, but was caught by Chen Dexing, who was quick-witted.

"Lu Da'an, is it you?" Chen Dexing vaguely recognized that the man was Lu Da'an, the personal soldier general next to Lu Zhaolin. The lord's head was already high, but he somehow stood beside Chen Dexing...

"Not me, I'm not Lu Da'an, Lu Da'an is dead..." The old military man cried and was about to rush forward.

"It's not easy to die!" Chen Dexing pulled his collar and yelled, dragging the old soldier back into the formation, "Follow me! Let's die together! But... I need to kill a few more Northern Liars!"

"Yes! Kill a few more..." The old military man roared, no longer moving forward, but lifted up a big knife and stood beside Chen Dexing.

"Kill the Man! Kill the Man!"

At this time, the 2,000 red-coated soldiers accelerated their pace and started charging with shouts. Countless big swords were facing forward, flashing with cold light, as if they were about to drink the blood of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty!

‘God, this still makes people live!’ Chen Dexing complained in his heart, but he couldn’t show any face in his face. The last trace of reason in his brain told him that he was fighting with all his backs and could only fight, not retreat!

"Wu Ruijun! Raise the sword!" Chen Dexing roared and raised the ring-headed sword more than three feet long in his hand. This was the treasure sword used by his adoptive father Chen Huaian during his lifetime. It was made of iron and cut iron like mud!
Chapter completed!