Demon, don't come any closer!

Chapter 42 The Battle for National Destiny!

Within Lin County.

The mighty Yue Tiger Warriors, elite troops untouched by battle, stand tall against the wind.

The formation of the lines resembled waves, like the ever-undulating surface of water.

Some people had ferocious expressions, while others had contemptuous ones, as if the enemy was not worth mentioning.

In reality, the ranks were disorganized and their faces showed fear; calling them a rabble would be an understatement.

But in Dou Changsheng's eyes, all of this was naturally a display of the might and arrogance of the three hundred-strong army, after all, the Great Yue had its own national conditions.

Dou Changsheng shifted his gaze to look directly ahead.

The five hundred people from Linxian right in front of us are also crooked and staggering, not much better than them.

After all, my Langxian County is in a mess, but does that mean your Linxian County is any better? We're all neighbors, and we're all the same.

The only one worth noting was Xiang Jielong, who stood in front of the soldiers from Linxian. He was now clad in armor, riding a tall horse, holding a twelve-foot-long fire-tipped spear, and looking imposing and awe-inspiring.

Xiong Fangchu and Sun Duxiu were also positioned on the flanks, specifically in charge of Xiang Jielong's two wings. The three of them cooperated with each other to form an advancing formation.

This is a very simple battle formation, without any difficulty. It is a basic formation that must be mastered before learning military strategy. Xiang Jielong mastered it when he was seven or eight years old. Today, he specially set up the charge formation. It is not that Xiang Jielong does not understand other more advanced formations, but that those battle formations take a long time to master and cannot be mastered in a short period of time.

On the contrary, this kind of assault formation was very simple and without any fancy features. The soldiers of Linxian had also trained in it on a daily basis. With the help of Xiong Fangchu and Sun Duxiu, Xiang Jielong was able to successfully form an assault formation.

Even the simplest charge formation was beyond Dou Changsheng's comprehension, but he had a military background by his side. County Commandant Lin had spent his early years in the military and was familiar with the Fiery Battle Formation, so he was naturally no stranger to the charge formation.

Standing beside Dou Changsheng, he personally explained to Dou Changsheng: "The assault formation and the defensive formation are the two basic battle formations, one for attack and the other for defense."

"Not only does the formation not require any rare or precious materials, but it can also be mastered with simple training. It is the cheapest and most useful battle formation in the world."

"Of the 500 soldiers in Lin County, quite a few have achieved the highest level in martial arts. It's obvious they think we're easy targets, so many martial artists want to use us to gain merit."

"This has increased the grade of the assault formation. With Xiang Jielong's sixth-grade strength and five sixth-grade assistants, the assault formation is now a sixth-grade battle formation."

Yes, Lin County has gone all out this time, with three sixth-rank martial artists emerging. In addition to Xiong Fangchu, Sun Duxiu, and Xiang Jielong, there are a total of six sixth-rank martial artists.

In comparison, their side only has one person, namely Uncle Dou.

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Dou Changsheng cursed inwardly.

These scoundrels from Lang County didn't even bother to produce a sixth-rank martial artist just to save their own lives, while Lin County actually produced three sixth-rank martial artists just to earn merit.

Dou Changsheng certainly wouldn't believe that there wasn't a single sixth-rank martial artist in Lang County. For example, the younger brother of the head of the Wang family, the most powerful family in Lang County, was a genius with a clear record of being a sixth-rank martial artist. Dou Changsheng had inquired about him, but the other party made excuses, saying that he had gone to wander the martial world.

Not at home? How could that be?

It's just that they don't have high hopes for him and want to leave a way out for the Wang family.

To put it simply, Lang County is not a closed world; it has exchanges with the outside world. It is difficult for a mid-to-third-rank martial artist to emerge, but it is not a problem for one to appear every eight or ten years.

County Commandant Lin was deeply worried and had absolutely no confidence. His three hundred men were standing together in a chaotic mess, and their fighting strength had decreased rather than increased. They could no longer even set up the seventh-rank Fiery Battle Formation that had killed the Golden Jade Guards.

Such a rabble, engaging the enemy head-on, would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

Uncle Dou remained silent, as if he didn't exist, but even with his shrewdness, he couldn't hold back any longer and had to walk up to Dou Changsheng and ask him personally, "What trump cards do you have that you can use directly?"

"If we were to engage the enemy head-on, we would likely be routed at the first touch, and even I would die."

Uncle Dou's implication was very clear: don't count on me; if things go wrong, I'll run away immediately.

Dou Changsheng's gaze was calm, and he naturally knew that none of the people present could be relied upon. His only true support today was the young boy beside him.

For Dou Changsheng, this battle must be won.

Therefore, there's no need to hide Dou Changsheng's trump card anymore; Xiang Ji is Dou Changsheng's secret weapon.

The enemy has six sixth-rank martial artists, including a powerful expert like Xiang Jielong who is proficient in battle formations. However, Dou Changsheng still believes he will win. The reason is very simple: it's Xiang Ji.

Even if Xiang Ji was only a seventh-rank official and had to command three hundred ragtag troops, he would still win.

This is a powerful figure whose strength is enough to change the history of the human race. Compared to him, everyone else is many times weaker. If Liu Laosan were also a seventh-rank, Dou Changsheng would definitely turn around and run away. Hesitating even for a moment would be disrespectful to his own life.

Following Dou Changsheng's gaze, all eyes turned to the young boy. One look and their hearts sank. His tender face told them that he hadn't grown up yet, and he was probably no more than ten years old.

He made no attempt to conceal his martial arts cultivation, clearly telling them that he was a seventh-rank martial artist. In all these years, they would praise him as a genius and acknowledge his talent. But this is a battlefield. What good is a seventh-rank martial artist?

The opposing team has six sixth-rank officials and more than ten seventh-rank officials. What's the use of that?

Only when one is twenty years old and has reached the middle third rank in strength will one be qualified to change the battlefield.

Uncle Dou felt a chill run down his spine and took a step back, already contemplating leaving. He had thought that Dou Changsheng, valued by Cui Shuyu and gifted with the Yue King's sword, would be able to achieve something great, but he never expected him to be so arrogant. Uncle Dou didn't want to be implicated and die tragically here.

Dou Changsheng glanced at the enemy and saw that their morale was high. After lining up their ranks, they had already begun to attack. Not only was their own morale low, but the seventh and eighth-rank main forces were also terrified of the enemy and were all thinking of running away.

We can't carry them, we really can't. If we didn't have strong enough trump cards, we would have lost this battle without a doubt.

Ignoring Uncle Dou, who was just an extra, he would naturally join in once things went smoothly. He turned his gaze to County Lieutenant Lin and calmly said, "You and Constable Wang, just lead the main force and charge."

"In this battle, the enemy did not defend the city, but instead engaged us in a decisive battle in the open field, so we have already won."

After the words were spoken, without any further restraint, the short-statured Xiang Ji was the first to rush out, and Dou Changsheng raised his long sword and gave the order to charge.

By the time Xiang Ji had charged more than ten meters, the mighty army of Da Yue had not yet reacted.

Dou Changsheng's face darkened. When will my Great Yue be able to stand up again?