Liao Daping held a thick-backed mountain knife in his hands, slashed left and right, and slashed the guards who rushed up to the ground one by one. Most of the generals in the front line used spears, halberds, and very few people like him who used short weapons. Looking at the entire Northern Army, only white lotus descending generals like him, Zhaoyi and Fang Xiang used such weapons, because they were originally from the Green Forest of the Jianghu.

Their personal force is nothing to say. Two swords are so hard that they can't be splashed in and needles cannot be stabbed. Any guards who are close to him will have their heads and arms that are limping, and it is difficult for them to have opponents who can block several rounds.

When they were under the command of the King, they had hardly learned any military tactics. Most of the formations were whistling and rushing upwards, relying on a blood rushing in the war. If the enemy was a little short of a moment, they could win a great victory. But if the enemy was at a higher level, they would lose after their blood bravery faded and collapsed thousands of miles. When they were in Shanzhou, they were in trouble with the enemy's army, but in the end they met the imperial guards and immediately collapsed.

After joining the Northern Army, they began to see some military formation methods and gradually made some progress. But what really made them advance by leaps and bounds was in the few months since joining the Tiger Camp. A large number of veterans from the Tiger Camp joined his troops as grassroots officers. Soon after, Liao Daping, Zhaoyi, Fang Xiang and others discovered that the troops had changed a lot in combat, with evidence of advancement and retreat, and supported each other, and advanced when they heard the drum, and retreated when they sounded the gold. They practiced very skillfully in small-scale cooperation.

Just like now, when the two sides strangled together, Liao Daping basically didn't have to command his own troops. The soldiers of various units echoed each other with the sentry and teams. You retreated and went back and forth, and you could always create a situation of fighting less in a local area. With the qualities of these soldiers under his command, they could actually fight with the guards. In the past, Liao Daping didn't dare to think about it.

The command of the troops did not require too much attention. Liao Daping tried his best to act as the pioneer of the entire army. He waved his sword up and down, and even opened a bloody alley among the guards, deeply embedded in the opponent's lineup.

The thunderbolt cannon on his head was still roaring and constantly blocking the enemies in the distance. The Demon-Subduing Crossbow and the Thunderbolt Fire could no longer play a role at this time. The people on both sides were tangled together, and a Demon-Subduing Crossbow came over. The strung up on it contained the enemy and their own brothers.

Liao Daping charged forward, while Fang Xiang was behind the formation, with 4,000 soldiers under his command, and they were in a formation. Opposite them, the preparations of the guards were also waiting for the moment when the scale tilted on the battlefield.

Liao Daping felt that he had rushed too deeply, so he decided to retreat. During the army's usual drills, there was an offensive tactic of retreating to advance. He just didn't know if his left subordinates could react in time on such a fierce battle field. He paused and stopped rushing forward.

As soon as he stopped, the pressure on the opponent suddenly decreased. After a moment, the counterattack came like a scattered sea of ​​straits. Liao Daping could only retreat. At this time, he no longer pretended to retreat, but had to retreat. While retreating, Liao Daping looked at the general in his left head. His name was Zhang Jinzhu, a veteran of the Tiger Camp, and now a guerrilla general.

Zhang Jinzhu's eyes turned around at this moment, and he nodded vigorously, and Liao Daping immediately felt relieved.

After a few steps back, part of the Northern Expedition Army on Zhang Jinzhu moved forward and took the lead on the spot. The large army suddenly turned and rushed to the direction of Liao Daping. At this time, Liao Daping retreated repeatedly and led some of the guards forward. Zhang Jinzhu's troops suddenly came over sideways, stabbing deeply into the heart of the guards from the flanks, and cut off the protruding part from the large army of the guards.

Just as the cut was completed, Liao Daping was already howling and plucking up Yu Yong, waving his slash, and rushed forward again. This group of guards surrounded the Northern Army, and was struggling and quickly lost their support. After several round trips of the Northern Army, there was only a few left.

Liao Daping and Zhang Jinzhu met successfully, "Beautiful!" Liao Daping laughed loudly, leaning on the ground with a big sword, and gasping continuously. The rush just now was much tired than before, and there were several wounds on his body. Looking at Zhang Jinzhu, he was just the same. He didn't know where his helmet was gone, and half of his shoulder armor disappeared, and a big hole was made of a chest plaque. A terrifying long scar could be seen from the gap. However, looking at Zhang Jinzhu's appearance, it should be just a skin trauma, otherwise he would not be as lively as he is now.

"My team is gone!" Zhang Jinzhu looked at his previous position. The Northern Army, who was responsible for intercepting the Xiaogu, and allowed the large army to complete the turn, had disappeared from the crowd of Xiaogu.

"It's worth it!" Liao Daping shouted, "They were alone, at least three enemies' lives!"

Such scenes continue to be staged on the battlefield. The battlefield seems extremely chaotic, but the advantages of the Zhengbei Army are slowly highlighted. They will always accurately find their companions on the chaotic battlefield and complete the cooperation between groups in the same chaotic scenes, and exchange for greater casualties from the enemy at a smaller price. The accumulation of small amounts makes the advantage on the battlefield gradually form. On the contrary, although the Xiaogu is brave and good at fighting, they are more fighting each other in small teams. It is difficult to form decent cooperation like the Zhengbei Army.

Fang Xiang looked at the battlefield in the distance, which was the gap between grassroots officers. The emphasis and training of grassroots officers by the Northern Army was a powerful weapon for them to go against the battlefield. Fang Xiang had heard Quan Yifeng say that in the main field camp of the Northern Army, even if the highest general died, it had little impact on the battlefield, because the grassroots officers who were really commanding the battle on the front line were those grassroots officers. Senior officers formulated combat strategies and determined combat tasks, but after they really set foot on the battlefield and face-to-face hand-to-hand combat, the senior generals were useless. On the chaotic battlefield, even people like Yun Zhao could not calmly dispatch soldiers to attack and defend on a large scale.

The guards began to move. Obviously, Zeng Qingyu on the opposite side also saw the unfavorable form on the battlefield and began to dispatch troops to recover his disadvantages.

Fang Xiang laughed, there are still thousands of elite soldiers here, waiting for you to play cards!

Whoever plays the cards first will be passive. This is an inevitable rule. Zeng Qingyu certainly understands this truth, but he has to play cards first, because if he doesn't take action, his pioneer will be unable to hold on.

There was a guard on each of the left and right wings and rushed to the battlefield.

Fang Xiang waved the flag, and the corresponding arrangement was immediately released. In the formation battle, the most effective one was of course to attack the enemy's flanks, which is the eternal truth.

"I'm not easy to bully!" Fang Xiang remembered Quan Yifeng's vicious words before leaving. "Zhang Yuting, the son of turtle, must not dare to provoke Su Dingfang at this time. He must think that my Tiger Camp had suffered heavy losses before and his combat effectiveness had greatly reduced. He wanted to pick up soft people by eating persimmons. Grandma, I'm not easy to bully. I want him to understand that he kicked the iron plate hard."
Chapter completed!