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Chapter 586 - 42 Eight Gates Golden Lock, Protecting Jiangnan! (Big - for Monthly Tickets)_4

Chapter 586: Chapter 42 Eight Gates Golden Lock, Protecting Jiangnan! (Big Chapter for Monthly Tickets)_4

"The enemy underestimates us; this is our first opportunity to triumph,"

"Generals, with bravery and vigor, this is our second chance to win,"

"Behind us lies the city, and the waters offer maneuverability for our troops. We are positioned advantageously in this invincible land. Seeking victory here, this is our third possibility for battle,"

"General Ling Pingyang, please lead an elite squadron to Ying Country as a challenge,"

Ling Pingyang said, "Pingyang will not let you down, sir,"

Yuan Zhi, however, said, "In this battle, you are to feign defeat, not victory, drawing the enemy’s army forward into our camp,"

Ling Pingyang hesitated, then bowed and agreed, leading a battalion of troops away, and Yuan Zhi continued, "General Kou Yulie,"

Angry Scale Dragon King stepped forward half a step, saying, "Present!"

Yuan Zhi said, "You were originally in charge of the navy, but now, to succeed in luring the enemy ahead of Chen Country’s military vanguard, only someone of your caliber, like General Ling Pingyang, could bring your forces here,"

Kou Yulie glanced at Li Guanyi before responding, "Understood!"

He too led his troops out. Yuan Zhi remained silent for a long time. Li Guanyi, clad in armor, and Qilin held positions at the center of our main formation. This time, it wasn’t just the army’s warriors, even the elite naval forces joined the defense.

Yuan Zhi’s plan was risky but also very domineering.

[Borrowing troops]!

Rumors had already been released previously. Chen Country thinks Li Guanyi has allied with Ying Country; Ying Country thinks Li Guanyi is colluding with Chen Country. They might not believe it, but at a critical moment, just a seed of doubt is enough to succeed.

Ultimately, Yuan Zhi’s strategy is to make Chen Country and Ying Country’s forces slaughter each other while the Qilin Army focuses on defense and preservation. The young strategist, fresh and bold, spoke as if to dominate the world.

Such a strategy, however, had the support of Li Guanyi,

The base camp had already changed significantly. During this period, Yuan Zhi trained the troops.

The main thing was for these people to understand the commands represented by the flags.

The main formation consisted of warriors, totaling twelve thousand five hundred men—this was the entire foundation of the Qilin Army, ready for a desperate battle. But, if Yuan Zhi’s strategy succeeded, their losses would be greatly reduced, enough to deter surrounding forces and completely swallow Jiangnan up.

The sound of horse hooves departed. Within the main formation, even the sound of breathing seemed to grow louder.

Ling Pingyang and Angry Scale Dragon King flawlessly executed the strategy of feigned defeat to lure the enemy.

Only their Heavy Cavalry, as well as the men of Angry Scale Dragon King, would believe in their commanders enough to pull off a feigned defeat without actually turning it into a real defeat and luring the enemy without disintegrating. In fact, feigned defeat in historical records is an extremely challenging tactical maneuveur to implement.

The report from the Reconnoitre Army came back: "Report!"

"General Ling Pingyang’s troops are now within ten miles! The enemy has deployed more than ten thousand troops."

"Report!"

"Angry Scale Dragon King’s troops have drawn near the Chen Country’s forces! The enemy has deployed over ten thousand troops."

Yuan Zhi could almost hear the rumbling of Ling Pingyang leading the Heavy Cavalry in a conical formation, clashing with the massive army of Ying Country as they charged. He closed his eyes, his face pale. Ling Pingyang returned to the main formation; Angry Scale Dragon King returned to the main formation.

Thousands of Ying Country’s cavalry and infantry converged and stepped into our formation.

Chen Country’s troops approached—

The surrounding sounds of calculations and predictions were incessant.

Sounds of horse hooves, sword handles, breaths, roars, all converged, mixing with the scent of blood, entering Yuan Zhi’s nostrils. The young strategist opened his eyes, a great wind howling, crimson flags flapping.

An eagle swept across the expansive battlefield.

Yuan Zhi raised his sword, yet beneath his feet lay a complex Sixty-Four Trigram Diagram. At this moment, the Qilin Army was no longer in its original formation. The young strategist closed his eyes; all was dark, but suddenly ripples began to spread, sweeping over an immensely large area.

An army of twelve thousand five hundred men, with ten men making one unit, one thousand two hundred fifty units in total.

A span of sixteen and a half feet for ten men, each man covering a span of one and a half inches, three thousand seven hundred fifty men forming the vanguard, the rest divided into—

[Eight Formations]!

Each formation had 1,093 people, occupying 1,750 feet of ground.

The Eight Formation totaled 14,000 feet of ground, accounting for 2,333 steps plus an extra two feet, summing up to six miles.

An additional 173 steps and two feet were multiplied across the four sides of the embankment, yielding one side of ground, one mile plus 223 steps and two feet, with the interior gaining ground —

[Fourteen hectares, seventeen acres plus 197 steps four feet six inches six parts]!

Flying Eagles swept over this terrain, the aura of battle armor piercing the sky, complex transformations, this place had clearly become a battle formation covering fourteen hectares, with squads of heavily armored heavy shield soldiers rapidly forming and moving back and forth, the imposing aura of the Military School already rising.

Yuan Zhi stepped forward, his long sword touching the ground, his eyes still closed.

Yet he seemed to sense the entire vast battle situation!

The Heaven Formation occupies Qian for the Heavenly Gate, the Earth Formation occupies Kun for the Earth Gate.

The Wind Formation occupies Xun for the Wind Gate, the Cloud Formation occupies Kan for the Cloud Gate.

Flying Dragon occupies Zhen for the Flying Dragon Gate, Tiger Wing occupies Dui for the Tiger Wing Gate.

Bird Soaring occupies Li for the Phoenix Soaring Gate, Snake Coiling occupies Gen for the Snake Coiling Gate.

Heaven, Earth, Wind, Cloud as the Four Directions!

Dragon, Tiger, Bird, Snake as the Four Odd!

Outside the embankment was a Mobile Army, anchoring both ends, with a charge in front and an axis behind, and spread at the four corners, in preparation for emergencies.

The remaining 3,750 people comprised the central embankment, guarding 6,000 feet of ground, yielding two miles.

On the right, the first general Fan Qing, embodying Water, with black banners, a bear on the crest and white soles painted blue.

On the right, the second general Yuwen Hua, embodying Fire, with red banners, an eaglet on the crest and white soles painted yellow.

On the right, the third general Lei Laomeng, embodying Wood, with blue banners, a bear on the crest and white soles painted red.

On the right, the fourth general Changsun Wuchou, embodying Metal, with white banners, a wolf on the crest and white soles painted black.

On the left, the first general Yuwen Tianxian, embodying Water, with black banners, a bear on the crest and white soles painted blue.

On the left, the second general Murong Yuan, embodying Fire, with red banners, an eaglet on the crest and white soles painted yellow.

On the left, the third general Ling Pingyang, returning to the formation, embodying Wood, with blue banners, a bear on the crest and white soles painted red.

On the left, the fourth general Angry Scale Dragon King, returning to the formation, embodying Metal, with white banners, a wolf on the crest and white soles painted black.

This was the army that would decide the victory. Yuan Zhi, with his eyes closed, sensed the entire army, the thundering gallop of horse hooves, yet he suddenly thought of his young days at home, the gaze of his mother, and the scoldings which eventually reminded him of his youth, when he saw a noble son ride off beneath a splendid canopy.

Words once proudly spoken by his mother.

’My child, no worse than any of them.’

’Right?’

The last became the reddened eyes of his mother, as the horse hooves shattered all memories.

The previously gentle and composed strategist opened his eyes, while next to him the young main general wielding the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd positioned himself at the very center of the formation, overseeing this huge and profound battle formation.

My lord.

I will use this formation, to let you fully see a corner of this world.

The long sword rested against the ground, the battle flags furiously fluttering around as from the position where the Central Army General presided, the commands cascaded outwards, the intricate and immense battle formation began to swiftly rotate and change —

Yuan Zhi’s long sword pointed low to the ground, he opened his mouth, his once gentle voice now hoarse as smoke.

"Wind Queen holds the odd, Eight Gates Golden Lock."

"Begin the formation!!!"