BSI Chapter 414 Entering the Bronze Flag Formation, the Battle of Hebei
Chapter 414 Entering the Bronze Flag Formation, the Battle of Hebei
"Haha, it seems that the Bronze Flag Formation is not as unsolvable as people say."
"Your Majesty, we cannot help with breaking the formation's core and key points, but the Eight Gates sound much simpler. This humble general is willing to serve Your Majesty!"
"Yes! This humble general is also willing to go!"
After figuring out the details of the Bronze Flag Formation, the generals who had previously remained silent and pretended to be mute all volunteered to take command.
They rushed forward, eager to puff out their chests.
If we really follow what this Taoist priest said, attacking a few gates and breaking a few formations, then breaking the Copper Flag Formation wouldn't be a difficult task.
Unlike the others, Qin Qiong was not optimistic. He sat in the main seat, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, lost in thought.
This Taoist priest speaks better than he sings.
Attack here, strike there, and the formation will break—it sounds too easy to say.
But what if he leads his men in and the situation inside is different from what the Taoist priest described?
Who should he look for?
These generals in the tent were all people he had accumulated one by one.
If he were to die or be injured, it would have a huge impact on him.
"Your Majesty, do you not believe this humble Taoist?"
Jiang Feixiong glanced at Qin Qiong's pensive and silent expression and knew what he was thinking.
He sheathed his longsword, stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face, neither humble nor arrogant, neither hasty nor impatient.
"What the Taoist priest says is correct. I must consider the lives of my brothers."
Qin Qiong nodded, his words conveying profound wisdom.
He couldn't gamble with the lives of his soldiers, especially since this battle was of paramount importance; if they lost, there would be no chance of recovery.
"When the battle formation is broken, how about I accompany you?"
Jiang Feixiong clearly knew that Qin Qiong was not easily fooled, and had already prepared his explanation.
Instead of pointing fingers from outside the tent, it's better to go into battle yourself.
He was in the midst of the battle, watching and instructing with his own eyes; surely there couldn't be any mistakes?
If the formation is not as he described, he will be the first to die.
"This humble monk is also willing to go!"
Gai Shixiong waved his hand, his voice booming like a bell, causing the candlelight in the tent to flicker.
He came here at the invitation of the Iron Crown Taoist; otherwise, who would want to wade into this mess?
He quickly broke through the formation, killed Yang Lin, and then returned to his own place, no longer wanting to work with these scoundrels.
"good!"
Qin Qiong was impressed by the courage and determination of the Taoist priest and the monk.
She was willing to risk her life for him, and the last trace of doubt in her heart vanished.
He sat up straight in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the tent, and said, word by word:
"If we cannot defeat Yang Lin, we will all perish."
"Why not join forces with these two who have risked their lives, and give it a shot!"
"The Heavenly King is indeed a straightforward person."
Jiang Feixiong performed a Taoist salute, hung his longsword back on his waist, and stepped aside without saying another word.
In the following period, Qin Qiong began to make intensive arrangements for attacking the Bronze Flag Formation.
According to Jiang Feixiong, two brave and invincible people are needed to attack the core and the heart of the formation.
These two points are the core and vital points of the Copper Flag Formation; breaking them will paralyze the entire formation.
Among the brave men on his side, Luo Shixin is one, and Tuoba Lang Sima is another.
The rest of them were either not skilled enough in martial arts or lacked courage; they would only be throwing their lives away if they went.
"Brother Tuoba, would you like to choose between attacking the core or the center of the formation?"
Qin Qiong turned his head and spoke to Tuoba Lang Sima, who was sitting to the side with his legs crossed and looking fearless.
"Leave the most difficult part to me."
Tuoba Lang Sima put down his crossed legs, sat up straight, patted his chest, and spoke with confidence.
He took Qin Qiong's money and grain, which helped Yindi Kingdom get through its most difficult time, so he naturally had to do his part.
The people of the Central Plains value reciprocity, and the people of the grasslands are no exception.
"Very good, then the second place will be handled by me and Shixin."
After some deliberation, Qin Qiong made a decision.
He himself is certainly not brave enough; he probably couldn't even beat Jiang Song in a one-on-one fight, let alone break the formation.
Luo Shixin is not thinking clearly, and he is easily led astray in a fight.
But if the two of them joined forces, with him giving the orders and Luo Shixin carrying out the actions, that would be enough.
"Yong'er, how about you go and attack the Four Directions Formation?"
"I will follow my godfather's arrangements."
Qin Yong accepted the order without hesitation, clasping his hands in a gesture of respect.
The argument from a few days ago has long been forgotten by him.
With a formidable enemy at hand, we must win first.
"Cai Jianfang, Zhou Jingfang."
Qin Qiong named seven or eight people in one breath. All the capable men under his command had participated in the attack on the Bronze Flag Formation, without missing a single one.
The next day.
As soon as dawn broke, the sound of war drums resounded deafeningly.
The two sides clashed again, with banners obscuring the sun and swords and spears flying everywhere.
"Traitor Qin Qiong, why don't you break the formation!"
Xue Liang was the first to appear at the front line as always, and he started shouting at the top of his lungs. His voice was loud and clear, and it spread throughout the entire battlefield.
This time, however, the other party did not back down.
Suddenly, more than twenty riders charged out from Qin Qiong's formation, their hooves thundering and dust billowing, heading straight for the Bronze Flag Formation.
These men were all generals carefully selected by Qin Qiong to break through enemy lines. They were clad in bright armor and exuded a murderous aura, and were very well prepared for today.
"Oh no, godfather, they're really going to break the formation."
Xue Liang turned his head, lowered his voice, and spoke to Yang Lin with a hint of nervousness on his face.
He's good at swearing, but not so good at guarding the position.
If a fight really breaks out, he probably won't even be able to find himself.
"Brother Huchen, let him enter the battle."
Yang Yichen, still full of confidence, rode on his horse.
He stroked his beard, his gaze calmly fixed on the approaching enemy troops, a slight smile even playing on his lips.
He didn't believe that this mob could find a solution in a short time.
Yang Lin nodded, raised the command flag in his hand, and waved it sharply.
The Dengzhou soldiers who had been lined up outside turned back and returned to their positions in an orderly manner.
"Brothers, charge into battle!"
Qin Qiong grabbed his double maces, raised them high above his head, and shouted.
Before he finished speaking, thousands of cavalrymen charged out from behind him.
As arranged yesterday, each followed their respective commanders who broke through the formation, and surged into the Bronze Flag Formation in a grand procession.
Tuoba Lang Sima Chong was the most fierce, taking the lead and wielding an octagonal hammer and a coiled dragon staff in each hand.
Smash left and sweep right, clearing away obstacles along the way.
He led his Silver Land cavalry, charging into the enemy ranks at incredible speed, dashing left and right as if they were in an empty field.
Once inside, he discovered that it was exactly as Jiang Feixiong had said the day before.
This is how you walk, this is how you open the door, this is how you hide in an ambush.
Jiang Feixiong clearly marked the locations of all the traps, tripwires, and caltrops.
"Hahaha, watch me smash it with this hammer!"
With that in mind, Tuoba Langsima charged even more vigorously.
He led his cavalry, charging through the enemy lines, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the heart of the formation.
However, despite arriving at this place, his cavalry suffered exceptionally heavy losses.