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"Within ten breaths, pull down their flag."

When Xu Qingshan's words reached the audience, Zhao Wuxian burst out laughing.

Currently, the vanguard battalion of 150 men has formed a complete military formation.

Three rows of shield bearers were positioned at the forefront, followed closely by spearmen, with thirty archers on both flanks, and twenty personal guards protecting the main banner.

Fifty Blackstone infantrymen stood on the opposite side, enough to form a thin line of defense.

Zhao Wu looked at Tang Su.

"The adults heard it too."

"The flag will be raised in ten breaths; that's what Centurion Xu himself said."

Tang Su said, "Let's take a look first."

"I'm just worried that he'll lose too quickly and lose face."

Xu Qingshan, who was inside the arena, turned around and glanced at Zhao Wu.

"Don't worry, Commandant Zhao."

"The people of Blackrock Fortress aren't as shameless as you think. If we really lose, we'll admit it."

Hou San stood to the side, his waist wrapped in burlap.

"Centurion, he doesn't seem to understand who you're cursing."

"If you say less, the wound will reopen."

Qin Yuenu stood at the back, holding a medicine box.

Hou San immediately shut up.

Tang Su confirmed that both sides were ready and raised the command flag in his hand.

"The drill begins!"

The command flag was lowered.

The war drums then sounded from the rear of the vanguard battalion.

Boom!

Three rows of wooden shields moved forward simultaneously.

More than a hundred infantrymen advanced to the beat of drums, their spears protruding from the gaps in their shields, their ranks as orderly as a moving wooden wall.

Zhou Tong stood in the center of the formation, pointing his wooden sword forward.

"Maintain formation and press forward head-on!"

The vanguard soldiers shouted in unison.

The fifty Blackrock infantrymen began to retreat.

The shield bearers in the front row retreated three steps before standing shoulder to shoulder again, while the wooden spearmen remained hidden behind their shields. The ten crossbowmen were divided into two teams, spreading out along the sides of the battle line.

Zhao Wu's smile deepened.

"Retreating before even engaging in battle."

"These are the elite troops trained by Centurion Xu?"

Tang Su looked at the Black Stone Fortress army formation.

"Be careful, their formation isn't broken."

"Retreat is still retreat."

Zhao Wu said, "As long as the vanguard battalion continues to push forward, they will soon retreat to the edge of the training ground."

Zhou Tong thought so too.

Blackrock Fortress only has fifty infantrymen. As long as the shield formation is in place, and they spread out to the sides using their numbers, they can quickly surround the enemy.

"Speed ​​up!"

The drumbeats suddenly became denser.

The vanguard battalion's front rank marched forward, and the shield wall advanced.

When the two sides were only about twenty steps apart, Xiao Hongluan raised her wooden sword.

"Retreat again!"

The Blackrock Fortress infantry turned and created distance.

This time, they were noticeably faster.

Zhou Tong shouted, "Chase after them! Don't let them regroup!"

All three rows of shield soldiers accelerate simultaneously.

The vanguard soldier at the very front had just taken two steps when his foot suddenly struck a piece of log.

The log, hidden under the withered grass, rolled forward after being stepped on by military boots.

The soldier lost his balance and crashed into his comrade, shield and all.

The shield bearers behind didn't have time to stop, and their knees struck the lower backs of the men in front, causing several of them to fall down.

More logs rolled out from among the withered grass.

A two-foot-long log was laid in front of the shield formation. It was inconspicuous on its own, but when dozens of feet stepped on it at the same time, the entire front row immediately tilted.

Shields clashed, spears got stuck in the gaps, and the vanguard was instantly crammed together.

The smile on Zhao Wu's face disappeared.

"They had set things up on-site beforehand!"

Tang Su asked, "Did you choose the drill ground?"

Zhao Wu paused.

"The location was chosen by the adults."

"The Vanguard Battalion also sent people to inspect the site during the cleanup."

Tang Su watched the log rolling continuously.

"If your people can't see, whose fault is it?"

Zhou Tong quickly regained his composure.

"Stop in the front row!"

"The rear guard should spread out to both sides!"

The messenger raised a small flag, ready to relay the order to both flanks.

click!

The sound of the crossbow trigger came from the side.

A blunt arrow wrapped in burlap struck the messenger in the chest, and white ash immediately scattered.

According to the rules, he could only drop the flag and withdraw from the exercise.

The bugler on the other side had just raised his horn when a second crossbow bolt landed on his shoulder.

The white marks were particularly noticeable.

Xiaoqi hid behind an abandoned archery target and repeatedly pulled the trigger.

He led five crossbowmen to target the flag bearers, drummers, and messengers.

Another group of crossbowmen emerged from behind the withered grass on the west side and fired arrows at the flanks of the vanguard battalion that were preparing to deploy.

Crossbow bolts can't hurt people, but they hurt terribly when they hit the body.

A vanguard soldier, wounded in the chest by an arrow, was about to continue commanding when the border patrol officer's personal guard, responsible for adjudication, approached him.

"A vital point has been hit by an arrow. Withdraw."

"The arrow only touched the edge of the armor plate!"

The guard pointed to the large patch of white ash on his chest.

"If you think the barbarian arrows will consult you about their positions, you can continue standing there."

The team leader withdrew from the formation with a dark expression.

Zhou Tong shouted out several commands in succession, but the sounds from the front lines were mixed with the sounds of shields clashing, and could not reach the rear at all.

"Beat the drums!"

He turned to look for the drummer.

Three blunt arrows were already stuck next to the vanguard battalion's war drum.

Two drummers, their chests covered in white ash, stood watching him from the sidelines.

Zhou Tong finally realized something was wrong.

The fifty infantrymen of Blackrock Fortress kept retreating, but they firmly held back the main force of the vanguard battalion.

The thirty Zhenbei cavalrymen never appeared.

"Rear guard!"

Zhou Tong turned around hurriedly.

"Protect the main flag!"

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves rang out from behind the collapsed wooden wall on the east side.

Zhou Laoqi led thirty Zhenbei cavalrymen into the training ground.

They had already circled around to the side and rear of the vanguard battalion, using the broken walls and abandoned archery targets to conceal their figures.

After the shield formation in front gave chase with all its might, the distance between the main flag and the central army had increased by several dozen paces.

The twenty guards protecting the flag hurriedly raised their wooden spears.

"Stop them!"

The Zhenbei cavalry charged to within thirty paces, and the first five men simultaneously raised their crossbows.

A blunt arrow was shot from the horse's back.

Two guards were shot in the chest with arrows, and another had white ash wiped on his forehead before immediately withdrawing.

Zhou Laoqi put away his crossbow and grabbed the wooden spear next to the saddle.

"Never mind the people, grab the flag!"

The thirty riders split into two groups.

The first ten riders charged straight at the guards protecting the flag, the middle ten riders circled around to the sides, and the last ten riders pounced on the vanguard archers who were preparing to return to reinforce.

The guards had just set up their spear formation when the first warhorse charged right in front of them.

Wooden spears collided with wooden spears, and the front-line guards were pushed back several steps by the horse's strength.

The cavalry then passed through the gap, with blunt arrows and wooden swords aimed specifically at the chest and neck.

The white ash exploded one after another on the soldiers of the vanguard battalion.

Zhou Tong's voice changed from anxiety.

"The back team is coming back to support!"

The vanguard battalion's rear ranks began to turn around.

Xiao Hongluan had been waiting for this moment.

"stop!"

The retreating Blackstone Fortress infantry simultaneously halted.

The long shield landed, and wooden spears emerged from both sides of the shield.

Xiao Hongluan held the wooden knife forward.

"Three men at a time, charge in!"

The fifty infantrymen quickly split into small formations.

One man raised his shield and smashed through the crooked vanguard front line, while two others handed out wooden spears from the left and right, their blunt tips aimed at the chest and abdomen respectively.

The logs were still rolling at the feet of the shield formation.

The vanguard soldiers had to maintain their balance while avoiding the wooden spears from the opposite side, and the newly recovered front line quickly descended into chaos again.

Tie Niu charged ahead, holding a wooden shield.

The shield knocked aside two vanguard soldiers, and then two wooden spears were thrust out from behind him.

The white ash fell onto their chests at the same time.

The border patrol officer's personal guards immediately signaled for them to withdraw.

One of the vanguard soldiers was dissatisfied and turned around to continue the attack.

Xiao Hongluan walked by and touched his neck with a wooden knife.

The white ash left clear marks.

"You died again."

The soldier's face flushed red, and he had no choice but to throw down his weapon and leave.

Tang Su stood on high ground, watching more and more intently.

Despite their small numbers, the Blackstone Fortress moved with exceptionally tight coordination.

One person in front raises their shield to absorb the impact, while the other two seize the opportunity to fire their spears; when an opening appears on the left, nearby small formations immediately move in; after the crossbowmen empty their receivers, they quickly retreat behind their shields to reload, without engaging the vanguard archers head-on.

The situation on the field has completely reversed.

The vanguard battalion of 150 men was divided into three groups.

The front line was trapped in the log area, the middle team was pushed back by Xiao Hongluan, and the rear guards were scattered by the Zhenbei cavalry.

Zhao Wu looked at the main flag.

"What is Zhou Tong doing?"

Hou San, standing to the side, said, "Take a beating."

Zhao Wu glared at him.

Hou San pointed to the drill ground.

"Look, he got hit again."

Just as Zhou Tong charged toward the rear, a blunt arrow struck him in the chest.

The arrow came from Zhou Laoqi on horseback.

The two looked at each other from a distance of more than ten steps.

Zhou Tong looked down and saw the white ash on his chest; his face turned extremely pale.

The border patrol officer's personal guards walked up to him.

"Deputy General Zhou, please exit the exercise."

"I am the commander!"

"Even if the commander is shot with an arrow, he will die."

Zhou Tong gripped the wooden knife tightly.

From the sidelines, Zhao Wu shouted, "Zhou Tong, step back!"

Zhou Tong could only throw down the wooden knife.

After losing their commander, the vanguard battalion's return to reinforcements became even slower.

Zhou Laoqi had already rushed to the side of the main flag.

The last four flag guards stood shoulder to shoulder, blocking the way.

"As long as the flag flies, we stand!"

Zhou Laoqi reined in his warhorse.

"Well said."

"But this is a drill; it's not worth risking your life here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cavalry from both sides charged into the personal guard's line at the same time.

Wooden spears clashed as warhorses galloped past, brushing past the flagpole.

Zhou Laoqi bent down and grabbed the vanguard battalion's main flag.

The flagpole was planted very deep.

He tugged at it, but couldn't pull it out.

Hou San, standing outside the arena, was so anxious he kept stamping his feet.

"Old Zhou, didn't you eat breakfast this morning?"

Zhou Laoqi gripped the flagpole with both hands and used the momentum of the horse's forward charge to lift it upwards.

The soil was turned over.

The entire vanguard flag was uprooted.

The personal guards who were keeping time for Tang Su had just counted to the ninth breath.

The training ground and its surroundings suddenly fell silent.

One hundred and fifty vanguard battalion soldiers were still scattered around the field.

But their main flag had already fallen into Zhou Laoqi's hands.