From this point of view, Fang Mo still has a little collection addiction.

Of course, this is not a real collection fetish, on the contrary, his behavior should be commended.

If you can find the hidden general, you should dig it out. Otherwise, if you delay the opponent from shaking the whole world, then the crime will be serious.

Of course, truly capable people never worry about being buried.

On the contrary, they may be successful as soon as they come out.

Fang Mo can probably be sure of this.

Because he knows very well that if these people can stay in history, they must have their own merits, especially these famous generals.

"But Wenchen, you still need to pay attention to it in the future. Lu Su is indeed here, but what about Fazheng? Pang Tong? Jia Xu? And the group of long-lived tortoises in Sima's house.

Maybe they were in the crowd.

If you don't dig it out, maybe you won't have a chance to dig it out. These people are very stubborn. If they are delayed, they may never want to come back.

tsk tsk! "

Thinking of the end, Fang Mo couldn't help but feel that his work was really not in place.

That is to say, Liu Bei couldn't see it, otherwise he would definitely talk about it.

What is it all about? He didn't even notice so many people before, so he must pay attention to it in the future. At least the civil servants can't let go too much.

Most of these people like to hide themselves, or have extremely flamboyant personalities.

It's easy to talk about being public, but what about hiding yourself?

They are all waiting to be discovered, and if they cannot be discovered, they will be extremely angry, turn back to their mortal enemy, and then devote themselves to fighting against themselves...

Thinking about it, Fang Mo felt scared.

From this point of view, he also felt that he had paid too little attention to his subordinates before.

"In the future, we still have to be in the center of town. We can't run out casually. We have no ability to fight, and we like to pretend to be aggressive..."

Chapter 694 History is a Circle

"kill!"

Rumble!

First, nearly 5000 cavalry came from the front. When the Montenegrin Army was still in a daze, they suddenly saw flags appearing on both sides.

The Black Mountain Army panicked.

But in their hearts, they can still maintain calm.

At least Zhang Yan wasn't too flustered, and what he showed was mostly disdain.

This alone has made them less worried.

However, what they don't know is that...

What Zhang Yan thought was the most unlikely thing to happen really happened.

"How is it possible? Only tens of thousands of people dare to rush over, do they really think that I have a million people in Montenegro?" His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth to observe everything around him.

"Kill!"

"Come on!"

"Whoever captures Zhang Yan alive will be rewarded with ten thousand gold!"

Zhang Yan was about to give orders, when suddenly, he heard someone shouting from behind him.

This time, he really panicked.

He could see clearly on both sides, but he couldn't believe how many people were behind him.

Millions, really just millions.

These people are not all soldiers, most of them are just ordinary people who have been coerced. If it is really about combat effectiveness, it may be equivalent to an army close to 10,000+.

If it is elite, it may be less than [-].

But [-] to [-] is a joke.

Because of this, Zhang Yan didn't panic at all before, he felt that Fang Mo didn't dare to rush out.

But now, when he heard the shouts of killing coming from all directions, many fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"withdraw!"

He gave an order that should never have been given.

retreat.

Retreating at this time is almost tantamount to burying most of them.

Someone may be able to run very fast without worrying about whether or not they will be caught.

But you must know that the core of the Black Mountain Army is the people.

The marching speed of the coerced people couldn't get up at all. Most of them haven't had enough food for a long time.

Because of this, as soon as the order to retreat was issued, the Black Mountain Army immediately became confused.

"You, why did you hit me?"

"Dare to block the way? You are the one who hit me!"

"If you hit me, I'll hit you too!"

"You still hit me? I'll hit you too!"

……

crazy.

The Montenegrin army hadn't touched the situation that Pound had arranged, and the entire army was in chaos.

There is a term for this, called bomb camp.

But in a general sense, it belongs to some people who have just finished fighting, and they happen to be physically resting and psychologically alert, and it shouldn't happen to this group of people who were previously arrogant.

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