The camping site is near the Yangtze River Ferry. It is very convenient to dispatch. In a short while, the light boats were prepared and five thousand men were ready to cross the river.

Everyone was busy with their own business, and only Zhang Chi had nothing to do.

In fact, no matter what he did during the time travel, Zhang Chi felt difficult to integrate into the surrounding environment. So although everyone entered the military camp together, Daoxuan Santong soon found a place in the military camp, and only he did nothing. Although he was nominally joining the army and the supreme commander of these 5,000 men, in fact, everything was left to Du Ximing to take care of, and he didn't care about anything.

In fact, he wanted to take care of the marching matters, but he didn't understand them at all.

At this time, Zhang Chi was standing in front of the ferry. The old Taoist priest asked beside him: "If the young master can beat these eight thousand light cavalry, he will only suffer heavy losses. But if the young master defeated the famous Beifu army head-on, the young master's reputation will definitely be known to everyone. In such a battle, will the young master choose to fight or not?"

Zhang Chi thought about it again and again, and finally shook his head and said, "No fight."

"Why is this?" the old Taoist priest was surprised.

Zhang Chi replied: "A thousand casualties have changed to another person to become famous. Even though I know I will be famous all over the world, I will not do such a thing. Besides, becoming famous too early may not be a good thing. The bright moon left in the five lakes is there, and there is no need to worry about the golden hook. These five thousand people may be the capital for my survival among major forces in the future. How can I easily lose it?"

In fact, Zhang Chi is a person who likes to think too much, but now the situation is like this, he must not ignore many things.

Many people have not become famous, but it is not that he cannot become famous, but that he has not placed him in a position of fame. If he followed Zhang Chi's personality, he might not like to live a happy life if it was not forced by the situation, and would not be willing to work hard all day long to manage the world.

In fact, fighting in the world is far from indulging in the free and easy painting of mountains and rivers, but it has been through a thousand years but has become the "secret of heaven" in this world. Zhang Chi is really moved in his heart

The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward. In the era of cold weapons, the Yangtze River is an insurmountable natural barrier on the land of China. If there is a river to defend, it is better than hundreds of thousands of powerful soldiers. How many heroes have sighed across the river, and their grand careers are separated by this river. When Cao Cao failed to sink into the sand, Fu Qin hated the country to destroy the country, and the Eastern Jin Dynasty was still alive and surviving until now, not because of anything else, but because there is an Yangtze River on the land of China.

Du Ximing had already prepared the light boats used to cross the river, and everyone boarded the boat one after another. In ancient times, the water surface of the Yangtze River was much wider than that of modern times. Five thousand people crossed the river at the same time, and only half of the river area was covered. Zhang Chi sat on the boat and looked around, and there were really hundreds of boats competing for the current.

"Didn't the Taoist priest say that the road we are going to take today is to survive even if it is a life path?" Zhang Chizheng was in a good mood and joked with Zhan Taiqi: "Why is it still safe and safe now, and there is no danger at all?"

"Young Master, don't worry, you have not yet reached the dangerous place. You will naturally be calm before the danger, but when the danger comes, you are afraid that you will not be shocking to see it." The old Taoist priest said, stroking his beard.

What's the rush for me? It's better to be without danger, Zhang Chi said in his heart.

The old Taoist priest is like a charlatan. He can have something to talk about in all kinds of people, so although he has just arrived and has become a gang with everyone, Daoxuan doesn't think of him. It's no wonder that Buddhism and Taoist sect are not the same as the Taoist sect. Taoist people often go to seek bad luck in Buddhism and fight each other, so Daoxuan looks at this old Taoist priest like a charlatan and feels unhappy.

"I'm afraid it's the words of a charlatan, and it's nothing." Dao Xuan snorted coldly and said.

The conflict between Buddhism and Taoism has been around for a long time and cannot be resolved day and night. No wonder Daoxuan rolled his eyes to the old Taoist priest, but the old Taoist priest didn't care. He smiled and said, "I'm sure I'm sure, I'll know then."

However, Santong was extremely convinced by the old Taoist priest. It was just because of the meeting in Huainan City that he felt that the old Taoist priest was right. He felt that the old Taoist must have some magical skills, so he hurriedly came over to talk to the old Taoist priest.

While everyone was talking, the fleet had arrived on the other side of the Yangtze River and the soldiers had already begun to land one after another. Suddenly, a heavy trumpet sound sounded. Zhang Chi didn't know anything about military affairs and couldn't help asking, "Why do you have to blow the trumpet when you get ashore?"

Santong was chatting with the old Taoist priest at this time. When he heard Zhang Chi's almost novice question, he couldn't help laughing. Santong was so bragging. When he saw something that Zhang Chi didn't understand but he knew, he couldn't help showing off his luck and said, "Although I'm not from a military background, I still know this. There is no horn blowing when I go ashore. The army only needs to blow the horn when it charges."

"Oh," Zhang Chi replied: "Then this horn?"

Huh? After hearing what Zhang Chi said, Santong felt strange in her heart. There was definitely no rule to blow trumpets when she went ashore. Santong couldn't help but raise her head and wait and see. The waves on the water were too shaky, and it was very calm. Until she saw the dust and smoke in the sky had already risen on the land in the distance. Santong was shocked: "Oh, this is the trumpet blown by the enemy, and someone is going to charge us!"

When everyone heard this, they jumped up and looked into the distance. At this time, everyone was still on the boat, and half of the soldiers had already landed. If someone really charged towards them, the situation would be extremely critical. Everyone was sweating profusely when they thought about it. Only Zhang Chi was not very clear. The soldiers came to block the enemy and the water came to escape from the earth. Why do people have to be scared to this look when they came to fight? So they asked: "What is the situation?"

Ding Yizhi was not slow and slow on the side, only saying four words: "Strike halfway through."

"Half-crossing attack" is an ancient military tactic and is often used in combat. The essence of "Half-crossing attack" is to launch an attack when half of the enemy troops landed on the shore and had not yet completed their assembly. The troops that encountered "Half-crossing attack" often had the consequences of collapse.

Of course, these elegant military tactics have long been remembered in their chests. At this time, the young general with pink face was riding on a horse and watching the eight thousand light cavalry rush towards the river bank. The corner of his mouth tilted, and he said with a smile: "The bank of the Yangtze River is the burial place of Zhang Chi. I want to see how he will do the 'sharp secret' again."

Gao Yazhi is a narrow-minded person. He still remembers the sarcastic revenge that Zhang Chi used to ridicule him in front of Miss Wang: "General's Sword? I want to see what general's Sword you have."

Of course, Gao Yazhi was not talking to himself, he was talking to another person, and this person was also an old friend of Zhang Chi, who was once a Taoist Shouyin who had met him in the Health Taoist Temple.

"General, please don't take it lightly. Since he dares to claim to be "the secret of heaven", he may have some real skills." Taoist Master Shouyin's expression was calm, as if he was in the Taoist temple.

"Don't worry, Taoist priest," Gao Yazhi said disdainfully: "Zhang Chi is just a weak scholar. He has no martial arts skills and no courage. He is just a guest of Miss Wang's entrance and a minister under his skirt. But poor Miss Wang has been smart for a lifetime, but why should he support such a waste?"

Taoist Master Shouyin didn't comment, but just said, "I hope the result will be as expected by the general."

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Eight thousand cavalry surged up like the wind, and it was as if the old Taoist priest had said, and it was a bit shocking to see.

This situation is Yidang made a quick decision. Du Ximing had already made the best analysis and said: "Young Master, look at the opponent's banner, it is the elegant of the Northern Palace Army. Whether to fight or escape, please give me a message. However, the opponent's fighting spirit is strong, and it is also a cavalry. If you plan to take the safety of the young master, the chance of landing on the shore will be very small."

Du Ximing was also reluctant to let go of the soldiers who had landed on the shore. The implication was very clear, so he asked Zhang Chi to make a decision. However, he abandoned the soldiers who had landed on the shore and the others fled on a boat. I'm afraid this is also the best solution at the moment.

Zhang Chi naturally knew that the situation was urgent, so he looked at Ding Yizhi. Ding Yizhi certainly knew Zhang Chi's intention to ask, and he still said with a pity for words: "Brother, we should fight."

Ding Yizhi only said four words, but these four words were so powerful that they were so nervous that they were so nervous that they were so nervous that they were so nervous that they were so nervous that they were so excited.

"Since I am following me, Zhang Chi, it is my Zhang Chi's soldier. How can I let my own soldiers be massacred while I stand by and watch?" Zhang Chi said loudly: "Go to the shore! Welcome the enemy!"

"Young Master, you have to think clearly that the other party is the Northern Mansion Army, the cavalry, and the 8,000 people." The old Taoist priest reminded.

"md, I care what he is." Zhang Chi couldn't help but say a swear word: "I went to the battlefield together, it was my brother. I made me greedy and ignored my brothers and sisters. I can't do such a thing."

This is very much for Santong's taste: "It's this truth. It's useless to talk nonsense. Look at the enemy's army has rushed to the front, hurry up and go to fight!"

The old Taoist priest Zhan Taiqi smiled and said nothing. At this time, the situation was urgent and no one had time to pay attention to him. However, the expression on his face was completely different from everyone else. He was not excited or fearful, but instead he twisted his beard with satisfaction and nodded and smiled.

The soldiers were attacked by the enemy during the half-crossing. In this case, some soldiers had just landed on the shore, while the other was still in the water. Whether it was the assembly formation or the response speed, it was greatly reduced, so it was impossible to implement the order quickly and effectively.

Du Ximing certainly knew this disadvantage, so when Zhang Chi ordered to face the enemy, he already knew in his heart that only by quickly robbing the shore and landing could he have the power of resistance. At the same time, soldiers who had already landed must quickly assemble into a defensive formation. Otherwise, if they were rushed by the opponent's cavalry, they would have the result of collapse.

Seeing that the ship was approaching the shore, but it was still a little far away, Du Ximing was anxious. It was no wonder that the Northern Palace Army had won all kinds of battles through one battle after another. At this time, the opponent was already charging forward, but he was still on the boat. How could he not be anxious? Take a deep breath, exert force under his feet, and jumped to the shore with just one leap. This leap was three feet away.

At this time, the eight thousand cavalry of the Northern Prefecture Army had already rolled in from the horizon.

Zhang Chi was very impulsive. This was a fact that even he had to admit, especially when he came up madly, he often ignored the consequences when doing things. But now he saw eight thousand cavalry rushing up, and he felt the huge pressure that was like Mount Tai collapsed before.

"Young Master is a little scared?" The old Taoist priest Zhan Taiqi smiled aside.

"Fear?" Zhang Chi was aroused by the old Taoist priest, and his madness was even better. He was such a person. Although he seemed to be a gentle scholar, if he aroused his madness, he would ignore his life and death. He snatched a scimitar from the soldiers next to him and said, "Since I have decided to fight, I don't know how to write the word "fear"!"

"The Northern Mansion Army is not easy to mess with, not to mention that the opponent has many soldiers and cavalry, and he seized the opportunity of the young master's half-passing. It is not an exaggeration to say that this battle is a death battle. I think the young master is surviving in his death, and it is indeed not bad at all." The old Taoist priest was not worried at all, but instead boasted with a smile.

When Zhang Chi saw that the old Taoist priest was not worried at all. He was probably someone who had seen big scenes. He was curious and asked, "The Taoist priest said that as long as the Taoist priest walks with him, he can survive in death, but now the eight thousand cavalry on the other side are here to attack me, the five thousand infantrymen, where is the vitality?"

"Since I said that I was seeking to survive in death, I should still kill myself first," said the old Taoist priest in this way, but nothing to do with him: "If the young master could insist on putting him to death and not die, I had already ambushed a hundred thousand troops nearby, and I would naturally help the young master escape."

"Didn't you say that there are only four people in the Tianji Sect?" Zhang Chi asked, "Where did the 100,000 army come from?"

The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes and argued with a strong saying: "How can you understand Taoist magical powers? I can become a soldier by sprinkling beans. Isn't it just a hundred thousand people? Isn't it just like there is one?"

Even a hundred thousand beans don’t mean there is anything. Zhang Chi must not believe it if he lies with beans and becomes soldiers. He had already put the hat of fooling the old Taoist priest in his heart. At this time, the ship had immediately landed. Zhang Chi felt a move in his heart and no longer paid attention to Zhan Taiqi. He turned around and said, “The person who landed on the shore first sank the boat he was on and then go ashore.”
Chapter completed!