"It seems that the businessman's strength is still quite powerful?"

Fang Yuan drank all the sweet and sour wine in the cup in one mouthful, thinking silently in his heart.

At this time, the alcohol he drank was not very good at all, and he couldn't get drunk. At most, it was equivalent to a little alcoholic beverage.

I have to say that since he learned that the Shang Dynasty was developed by the tribe he established, he felt a little more intimate in his heart.

Of course, it's just a trace.

This touch of goodwill can help him when he is in the best of his ability and will not damage his own interests. No matter how much he has, there will be no more.

"between……"

At this time, Meng Kuo opened the tent and came in, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"But is there a difficult thing?"

Fang Yuan wiped his mouth.

"Ah... Fang Bo doesn't want to see you, and he rejected the proposal to reward merit!"

Meng Kuo looked a little embarrassed, and punched him hard on the table: "There is a villain who is in trouble. Bo Fang doesn't believe my words, thinking that the ten people's heads were the ones you and I won together, and I also lost those soldiers for this..."

"I see!"

Fang Yuan nodded, but said nothing.

What does a mere corporal reward mean?

The reason why he came here was to meet the army of Da Shang and see if there were any hidden masters.

In the large-scale battle between the two armies, the high-end forces they have mastered should be revealed?

However, he was not so easily convinced. Instead, he stared at Mengkuo for a while, arranged right and wrong, and sowed dissidents, but it was not someone else's patent.

But if this gentry thought he could use these means to hold on to himself, it would be a big mistake.

Fortunately, the dream master's unique emotional sensing power made Fang Yuan know that what the other party was saying was the truth.

On the second day, the Dongyi people took advantage of the victory to pursue the enemy and the army attacked.

The merchant army set up a brigade outside the camp and was ready to go.

Fang Yuan followed Meng Kuo and had a good understanding of the army at this time.

It has to be said that the times have made progress in this regard.

Compared with Xia Shi, the merchants' army was more neat and detailed, and the most eye-catching thing was the hundreds of chariots in the middle.

As a star on the battlefield at this time, the chariot is a concentrated reflection of the strength of a prince, and even the strength is directly divided by quantity.

Fang Yuan looked at it with a little interest and saw that this kind of chariot was made of bronze and lacquered wood. There were two horses tied in front, and three people could ride on the carriage. In the middle was the driver, the man on the left held a bow, the man on the right held a spear, and infantry were following around.

As long as there are 100 such chariots, it is indeed difficult for ordinary troops to charge on the ground.

Meng Kuo said proudly at this time: "My Great Shang Dynasty is the common ruler of the world, a country of ten thousand chariots! Just the Dongyi, but the disease of scabies, will be destroyed in a blink of an eye!"

Fang Yuan's mind was turned and plotted: "A country of ten thousand chariots is 10,000 chariots and 30,000 people! Including infantry and logistics, it can probably lead to more than 100,000 troops. Is this the strength of the world's number one vassal state?'

Although the Shang Dynasty was the common ruler of the world and the Shang king was the only king, other vassal states still existed, each with a force of thousands to thousands of cyclicals, and they only surrendered in name. The real degree depends entirely on the means of Shang kings of all dynasties.

This time, the merchants conquered the Dongyi, and also meant to declare their power and domineering the power of the countries.

Of course, this time it was just a small punishment. If it really wanted to be destroyed in one fell swoop, the King of Shang would have to lead the army to fight in person.

Even so, the confrontation between tens of thousands of people is depressing.

"Even if our army was defeated yesterday, it was definitely not comparable to the Dongyi people... The opposite ones were small tribes among the Dongyi, and the total number was less than 10,000 people, and their weapons were far inferior. They even dared to fight against our army, not knowing how to live or die!"

Mengkuo concluded with a person who had learned military tactics.

"indeed……"

Fang Yuan glanced at the Dongyi army formation opposite. It might not be described as an array at all. It was crooked and slanted, with a terrible smell.

Even the more the war approached, the more violent the noise there became, making people think they were about to scatter in a rush the next moment.

On the battlefield, it is definitely not a matter of determining victory or defeat based on the number of people.

Although the number of people on Dashang side is small, it is as solemn as a mountain. There are many people on the opposite side, but there are a lot of sand. It is obvious which one wins and who loses.

"These Dongyi people are not so stupid, are they?"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

The Dongyi people I saw in the dense forest yesterday were sinister and cunning, completely different from these.

"The Dongyi can be divided into thirteen major divisions and thirty-six minor divisions, which are not subordinate to each other. What we face this time is just the union of two or three minor divisions..."

Meng Kuo explained: "It's already pretty good to have this!"

"All right!"

Fang Yuan was speechless, and then his eyes were staring at the battlefield.

From the opponent's army, a chariot slowly drove out and came to his own formation, making a provocative gesture.

"Choose the general in front of the formation?"

He was a little surprised: "Is this custom now? Oh! No! This is a world where extraordinary powers appear. Personal courage has been infinitely enhanced, so there is naturally room for such a competition. The masters of both sides take action, and the victory or defeat can indeed play a premonition to the situation."

"I am the leopard in the East Yi's jurisdiction. Who dares to fight with Nai Gong?"

The one who came to challenge was a reckless man who drove with one hand and had amazing strength. He waved his battle axe with the other hand, showing his superb martial arts and imperial skills.

‘Oh, this person is pretty good among ordinary people. Can you finally see the current high-end force?’

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up and he observed carefully.

Obviously, the provocation of this Guanzhongbao is unbearable to any businessman. Not long after, a chariot rushed out of the military formation, and a warrior on it also drove alone and rushed forward: "Don't be arrogant, look at my warrior No. 1 coming to meet you!"

Law!

The two chariots were getting closer and closer and suddenly passed by.

Immediately, I heard Guan Zhongle laughing loudly, and blood was pouring on the battle axe.

The warrior who rushed out had a big mouth in his chest, dripping blood, falling from the car, and the cheers of the entire merchant army suddenly stopped, as if they were being pinched to the neck.

‘This leopard in Guanzhong has the pinnacle of mortals…’

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up and he added some attention.

At this time, Fang Bo's place seemed to have sent some orders in the center of the military formation, and another chariot rushed up again.

"Hmph, unknown rats, come and die!"

As if Guan Zhongbao had been extremely happy with the previous killing, his eyes were red, he waved his battle axe, and he met the enemy without fear.

call out!

The two chariots approached quickly, and even the increasingly ferocious face of Guan Zhongle could be seen.

At this moment, the warrior from Da Shang suddenly set off his sword.

The sound of the iron sword was as bright as the sky, and it was heard from far and near, which made ordinary soldiers feel horrified.

Squirt!

Above the original iron sword, a flash of light, and it suddenly surged by a foot, stretching like a green snake.

"Sword Light?!"

Fang Yuan thought of an appropriate noun.

The chariots on both sides passed by, but this time, Guan Zhongle's palm was covered in blood and turned around without saying a word.

"The traitor will die!"

At this time, the monarch shouted softly, and the iron sword in his hand turned into a black dragon, flew straight out, penetrated from the back of the leopard's heart, broke out in the front chest, and nailed him to the car!

A sword comes from the west, like a flying immortal from the sky!

"good!"

Meng Kuo was stunned at first, and then cheered loudly: "That's the doctor Jiu. I heard that this person had an adventure and learned swordsmanship under Yiren, and it turns out!"

"Doctor...Nine?"

Fang Yuan looked at the young man using the sword and nodded.

This person's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary and has entered the path of Tao.

But in a vague way, it gave him a familiar taste, making him feel as if he had seen the shadow of the martial arts of the world.

"This kind of swordsmanship is probably circulated from the Xia Kingdom back then, right? After being digested by the world of Dagan, it has become a local thing?"

He thought silently in his heart that at this moment, the merchant cheered heavily, but annoyed someone from Dongyi.

As the horse was neighing, one person rushed out, and it turned out to be riding alone, which made Meng Kuo sneer: "It turns out that he is a barbarian, and he doesn't understand etiquette!"

"If I were you, I should think about how to pick up that doctor..."

Unexpectedly, Fang Yuan replied coldly.
To be continued...