Conquer all worlds starting from the mythical Three Kingdoms

"This feeling is really long time gone."

Han Xin's expression gradually returned from ferocious to calm, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and his aura became extremely high. He drew out the sword Mu Yi gave him.

Seeing his face reflected on the mirror-like sword blade, Han Xin couldn't help but smile. He had been dead for so many years, but when he went to the battlefield again, he became the commander-in-chief again.

His heart, which had always seemed to be otherworldly, actually began to agitate, and his heart that had long since ceased to exist began to spurt out hot blood again. At this moment, he seemed to be alive again.

"Sure enough, the battlefield is my only destination?"

Han Xin muttered to himself, and a different temperament rose up from Han Xin's body. It was different from any other temperament in the past, and truly belonged to the military immortal Han Xin.

At this moment, Zhou Yu felt an unprecedented kind of oppression. It was a kind of natural power, a kind of natural oppression born when he came to the top of the battlefield, as if to declare to the world that he was the master of the battlefield.

"Drumroll! March!"

Han Xin gave the order indifferently, and the dull drumbeats in the Chinese army spread for miles, and the flags began to wave wildly. The total number of troops participating in this battle exceeded 600,000, and the battlefield covered tens of miles. No single command method could Complete command.

On a large battlefield of this level, military formations are planned mainly by drumbeats, the judgment of the commander of the legion, and the generals' grasp of the situation of the entire legion.

However, what is different from all previous situations is that Han Xin has the ability to grasp the overall situation. The generals and generals do not need to judge the situation. All they need is to follow the orders.

As the central command drum sounded, the order to march was passed to the ears of all Han troops.

The infantry in the center slowly began to march forward with large shields on their backs, while the soldiers on the periphery moved faster, so that the originally level formation gradually began to deform.

It changed from a boxy shape to a structure similar to fish scales. Almost every fish scale represented a small phalanx of centurions.

"This is impossible!"

Zhou Yu was almost speechless. Han Xin's action undoubtedly showed that Han Xin was able to command a unit of hundreds of people and nearly 3,000 command lines at the same time.

This is no longer a field that humans can reach. A hundred command lines are no longer something humans can do. Even battlefield message transmission and command adjustment have a certain time interval, and there is a time difference.

However, lines of command do not exist alone. Every change in one line of command will trigger changes in other lines of command. The information that needs to be processed will not be reduced or even increased. Once it is caught in a fierce battle, the battle situation that emerges is simply beyond what humans can handle. of.

Those who can command more than ten legions at the same time are already at the level of bosses. When the number rises to dozens, it is basically difficult to meet opponents. When the number rises to more than a hundred, it is basically impossible to meet contemporaries. When you see your opponent, you can only look at history and express your regret at the wrong time.

The essence of war is Tian Ji's horse racing, so that the same configuration can gain as much advantage as possible, and ultimately turn the advantage into victory.

It can be said that the number of command lines that can be processed in parallel basically determines the upper limit of what the commander of the army can achieve on the battlefield.

Han Xin did not answer Zhou Yu's surprise. At this moment, he focused his attention completely on the battlefield.

"Tighten internally and loosen externally, do you plan to use Ruzahu to consume the energy of the army first?" Han Xin looked at the battlefield and judged the development of the situation.

Similar to the analysis and judgment of Jia Xu and others, even at the moment of the decisive battle, the Northern Huns still regarded Zahu as abandoned cannon fodder. The only meaning was probably to let Zahu consume the physical energy of the Han army, and then wait for work, so as to win the battle. Gain an advantage in the battle with the Han army.

"According to our idea, at this time, we should use the cavalry on both wings to show their strongest state and defeat Zahu in one fell swoop. Then let the white horses come in to harvest and eliminate Zahu in the most effortless way!"

Jia Xu stared at Han Xin, and Chen Gong and others also stared at Han Xin. They were waiting for Han Xin's response to verify whether they and Han Xin really had two dimensions of understanding of war.

Until this moment, they still haven't thought of a better way. This is already the optimal solution. After being equipped with technology by the Northern Huns, Zahu's combat effectiveness is not weak. Only by crushing Zahu's spirit in one fell swoop can he achieve the greatest success. Avoid being consumed by miscreants as much as possible.

"Han Army, taste the fangs of Zahu!" King Youxian looked at the galloping Zahu excitedly.

"Do you want me to take action now?" A strong man with a wolf head and body asked calmly.

"Please take action from Sirius God!" King Youxian respectfully asked the strong man, but the moment he lowered his head, the sarcasm in his eyes became more intense.

These artificially created gods really think of themselves as gods. If it weren't for the purpose of borrowing their power to disgust the Han Dynasty, they only need to give them 10,000 warriors, and they can directly chop down all the scum of these gods. .

But now, superficial respect still needs to be maintained. The combat effectiveness of these gods is average, but the auxiliary effects they can bring are indeed surprising.

"Ow~"

A loud wolf howl resounded across the battlefield, and the eyes of the miscellaneous men who had been tricked by the Northern Huns all turned blood red at the moment of this howl.

Of course, the Northern Huns didn't know what Zahu's biggest weakness was, so they used the means as they should. Previously, it was to supplement the population of the Northern Huns before they considered going to great lengths to awaken Zahu.

After discovering that Zahu was unfit to be cultivated, the Northern Huns added some food to the Zahu soldiers. It was nothing else but the blood of the Sirius God.

One of the special abilities of Sirius God as a god is that it can make believers who drink his blood become violent and obey his orders. This ability is useless to the Northern Huns.

The soldiers of the Northern Huns easily got rid of the control of the Sirius God, but Zahu's weak mind became the best weakness to exploit at this moment.

The fury and orders of the Sirius God will not particularly enhance their strength, but it will be enough for them to deal with the Han soldiers with the same fury as they would the enemy who killed their father.

It is enough to allow the strengthened Zahu to exert the cannon fodder effect they should have, and at the same time lock in the possibility of Zahu rebellion.

Of course, Zahu would lose everything after this battle, but the Northern Huns naturally didn't care at all.

"Although it was a bit unexpected, it is still in the plan!" Chen Gong witnessed the change in Zahu's momentum and roughly judged the method adopted by the Northern Huns.

"It's just changed from cotton to paper. If Changshui Camp and Shesheng Camp are put in, Zahu will still be defeated!" Jia Xu's expression did not change. These changes were within their expectations.

After gathering everyone's wisdom in deduction and review, even if the Northern Huns had a trick today, it would still be within their expectations.

However, they did not expect that the gods produced by the corpse feasting ceremony would actually have the same effect as the talent blessing of a large-scale legion.

This made Jia Xu and Cheng Yu couldn't help but look at each other. Just as Han Xin had guessed, they had indeed considered trying the corpse ceremony. Any option that could enhance their strength should not be abandoned, right?