"Is sick?! Who do you think is sick? You shot an arrow at me, but now you say I'm sick?" Chen Feiyu was stunned for a moment.

He can't figure it out.

Is there anything so unreasonable in this world?

You shoot me with one arrow, I ask you to shoot another arrow, but you say I'm sick!

and……

The most important thing is, what are the looks of the talents and soldiers around? What are the looks of that! This situation is wrong, it is not the result that I want at all!

Chen Feiyu was very disappointed, and he felt that he had shown enough strength.

However, no one believed him.

So frustrated, so helpless!

In fact, Chen Feiyu is still a little involved. If he can look at this issue from the perspective of an onlooker, it might be easy to understand.

Because we can judge whether a candidate who has been eliminated has extraordinary strength and how the formation in front of us can break these two things.

It is obvious that the latter makes people more curious.

After all, that means Fang Zhengzheng once again changed the already stalemate situation.

Why did the place where he shot just block the operation of the formation?

This is a question that bothers all the leading soldiers, because, as Fang Zhengzhi said before, if you have insufficient vision, you can't even see the entire formation, so how can you understand the changes in the formation?

Could it be...

Suddenly, a very terrible thought flashed through the minds of the leading soldiers.

Fang Zhengzheng knows that he lacks vision.

However, from the time he came to the exit of Fenggu, his vision had never moved, that is, he was observing the changes in the formation in front of him from beginning to end.

If so, there is only one possibility.

Fang Zhengzhi, with a small change in the formation, inferred all the operating rules of the entire formation with insufficient vision.

God!

What an amazing move.

The leading soldiers looked at Fang Zhengzhi. They suddenly remembered that Fang Zhengzhi in front of them was a miracle that had never happened since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty.

A young man from a mountain village who had never even attended a Taoist temple. However, he sang all the way through the Taoist examination, and had always been at the top of the double list from the county examination to the government examination to the court examination.

The most important thing is that in the palace examination, he is also the leader in the literary examination, and he is also the leader in the first place with Nangong Hao, which is something that everyone had never thought of before.

But he did it.

Just like not long ago, no one had ever thought that Fang Zhengzhi could really break the natural barrier of the Southern Region with twenty silver-horned wolf cavalry without any effort.

So, what's impossible now to face the deadly formation set up by Nangong Haobu?

"Crash! Fight for General Fang!"

"The surrender will not kill!"

"Quickly put down your weapons, you are born with the same roots, why not be anxious to fight each other!"

At this time, the leading soldiers were also as if they were injected with chicken blood, their blood was boiling, shouting loudly slogans of surrender, and rushed into the completely defeated and unformed formation like wild wolves.

...

In the Cold Ape Tribe.

A sergeant quickly passed through the tribe's gate and ran towards a huge stone house facing the gate. Drops of sweat wet his face.

"Young Master, you're not good, the formation has been broken!" As soon as the soldier rushed into the stone house, he fell to the ground and reported the extremely urgent military information.

"What?! Break? How is this possible!" A middle-aged man's face changed suddenly.

"It was indeed broken. Fang Zhengzhi ordered people to shoot spears and feather arrows, breaking the formation of our army. Now almost all the soldiers who set up the formation have been arrested!"

"Shot the spear and the feather arrow? Fang Zhengzheng is so brave. Could he dare to kill him?"

"No, Fang Zhengzhi just used a spear and a feather arrow in the formation... tore it, right. It means tearing a hole, and this hole just prevents the change of the formation, so, so..."

"I understand, let me go and welcome the guests!" Nangong Hao's voice sounded at this time, and then a white shadow flashed through the soldiers' eyes. Before the voice fell, the person had already left the stone house.

...

When the news of Fang Zhengzheng's great defeat of the Nangong Hao formation came to the Han Yuan tribe, another news was also rapidly conveying to the Yanjing City of the Daxia Dynasty.

A fast horse passed through the east gate of Yanjing City like lightning, drove straight into the palace gate, changed the horse and rode it, and ran towards the Golden Palace of the palace again.

It is not the time for the morning court, but in the Golden Palace, all the civil and military officials stood on both sides, each with extremely solemn faces.

"Your Majesty also asks you to send troops quickly. If you don't send troops, you may change!" A minister knelt down in the center of the Golden Palace and knocked his head to the ground.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to ask for orders to lead troops to support. Dingshan Pass is our gate outside the southern region. We must not lose it!" Another general wearing armor also knelt on the ground, holding his fists and begging for his orders.

"Report!"

"An urgent report from Dingshanguan!"

At this moment, two sounds that sounded almost at the same time came into the Golden Palace from far to near, which also made all civil and military officials turn their eyes to the gate of the Golden Palace.

In less than a moment, a soldier in armor entered the Golden Palace led by four guards in golden armor, holding a letter high in his hand.

"Read directly." Sitting on the dragon throne, wearing a golden dragon robe, the saint Lin Mubai finally spoke when he saw the soldiers entering the hall.

"Abide by the order!" The sergeant nodded, and then carefully opened the envelope in his hand. After a glance, he began to recite loudly.

"The Dingshan Pass garrison Uta Toshi, who drank heavily last night, and even the troops were at the city but were unknown. Because he knew that his crime was unforgivable, he committed suicide in the camp. Although the 50,000 defenders of Dingshan Pass fought to the death to resist the fierce enemy, the enemy and our troops were one different, and no one commanded them, resulting in the fall of Dingshan Pass..."

"Lost?!"

"What, how long has it been? In less than a day, Dingshan Pass was lost?!"

"Dingshan Pass has 50,000 heavy troops to protect, and it is very good at soldiers and food. Relying on natural danger, no matter how strong the opponent's troops are, they are enough to defend for more than half a month. How could it be lost so quickly?"

"Yes, now all the four major tribes are controlled by our dynasty. In which direction did the soldiers in the Southern Region attack Dingshan Pass? What is the difference in troops? There are no soldiers at all!"

When the civil and military officials in the court heard the word "fall", they were finally shocked, because it was less than a day since the military information that was surrounded from Dingshan Pass was transmitted to Yanjing.

Too sudden!

It's simply unbelievable.

In the minds of the civil and military officials in the court, it is indeed possible that the Southern Region will send troops now. However, it is absolutely impossible to send troops to attack Dingshan Pass.

After all, the Yanya tribe and other tribes that are adjacent to Dingshan Pass are completely controlled by the Daxia Dynasty.

So……

Where did the army that could capture Dingshan Pass emerge? Even if the defenders of Dingshan Pass really drunk the night before, they would not have to commit suicide at this time. Can't they make up for their merits?

There are too many doubts in this letter.

Each of these doubts is hard to understand, but one thing is certain, that is, Dingshan Pass has fallen, which also means that the gates of the Great Xia Dynasty and the Southern Region have been opened.

And, the most important thing is.

Dingshan Pass fell at this time now.

When is this now?

The martial arts test is being held nervously. Nearly 30 talented elites from the Great Xia Dynasty are fighting in the southern region, and a hundred thousand army is among the four major tribes in the southern region. There is also the current Eastern Palace Prince Lin Tianrong, also in the southern region.

Dingshan Pass, a throat connecting the 100,000 army and the Daxia Dynasty.

The throat was broken!

How can one survive with an army of 100,000, the prince of the Eastern Palace and nearly thirty talented elites?

"Your Majesty, the closest to Dingshan Pass is the 300,000 army stationed by Xiliang. Please ask Your Majesty to issue an order immediately. If you step further, I am afraid that the Crown Prince and the future of our Daxia Dynasty and the 100,000 soldiers will be out of order!"

"Yes, your Majesty!"

"I think General Wang's words are inappropriate. Dingshan Pass is broken. If the southern region goes with the trend, my Dongdu Yanjing will be in danger. At this time, it will be too late to transfer the army from Xiliang. I suggest that you first order Beimo to lead the army to the east to protect the safety of Dongdu Yanjing, and then, the Beimo and Xiliang join forces to jointly annihilate the enemy troops in the southern region!"

"What General Liu said makes sense. We must first protect the safety of Yan's capital!"

"Yes, yes, protect Yan Jing first, and then encircle one with two troops. This is more safe!"

"Coward! Even if the rebels in the Southern Region give them 10,000 courage, they would not dare to march into Yanjing City? Moreover, there are 100,000 imperial guards in Yanjing City, so why do you feel uneasy? Now the most urgent task is to understand the power of Dingshan Pass, otherwise, over time, I am afraid that the people will change their hearts!"

Soon, all the civil and military officials began to discuss and came up to suggest that some advocates sending troops to Dingshan Pass first, while others advocated returning to the army to save Yan Jing first.

Listening to the discussion below, the Supreme Lord Lin Mubai waved his hand a little annoyed.

So, the calm in the Golden Palace returned to its original state.

All the civil and military officials stared at the saint Lin Mubai sitting on the dragon throne, waiting for the decision of the saint Lin Mubai.

"All the ministers advocate sending troops?"

"Yes!" The generals responded immediately.

"Do you have any different opinions?" The Supreme Lord Lin Mubai nodded and continued to ask.
To be continued...