Chapter 738: Fan Lihua's Vermillion Bird Formation

When the two armies met, earth-shaking shouts of killing broke out in an instant.

Swords, spears, swords and halberds collided with each other, sparks flew, blood mixed with dirt, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Although the Liangshan infantrymen were numerous, they had no advantage at all against the elite troops led by Fan Lihua.

They could only rely on their tenacious will and desperate fighting style to try to tear open a gap in the Hengzhou army.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of war drums shook the earth, like a horn on the battlefield, urging the warriors to charge forward.

The infantry led by Jie Zhen and Jie Bao launched the attack first, and like an indestructible wall, they slammed into the Hengzhou army led by Fan Lihua.

Spears and swords intertwined into a web of death. Every swing was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and every collision was accompanied by sparks and screams.

Fan Lihua calmly observed the battlefield, constantly changing the command flags in her hands, commanding the army to respond flexibly.

At the same time, an elite cavalry of about 300 people was sent out to try to break through the defense line of Jie Zhen and Jie Bao from the flank, penetrate into the enemy's rear, and disrupt the opponent's formation.

However, Fan Lihua's plan did not work completely.

Although Hua Rong was seriously injured, Yang Zhi was not. He still had a sharp eye and saw through Fan Lihua's intentions.

The two of them quickly adjusted their strategy and commanded the thousand armored horses to cut into the enemy formation like a sharp blade, directly intercepting the cavalry sent by Fan Lihua.

"Brother Hua Rong, look at this situation, what should we do?"

Yang Zhi tightly grasped the machete in his hand, which was still stained with blood. His eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness.

"All we can do now is look for opportunities and wait for them to counterattack."

"We must not let a female general like Fan Lihua be so arrogant!"

Hua Rong frowned when he heard this. He endured the severe pain from the wound and said in a deep voice.

Just as the two were discussing, something suddenly changed on the battlefield.

Although the elite Hengzhou troops led by Fan Lihua were extremely brave and had extraordinary combat effectiveness.

But now the vanguard army under Wu Qi's command is limited in number after all. There were only 2,000 soldiers who followed Fan Lihua to fight for the first time. After a long period of fighting, their physical strength was gradually declining.

Although the Liangshan infantry on the opposite side were not as strong as the Hengzhou Army, they were numerous. With their fearless spirit and continuous charges, they finally tore a hole in the sparsely populated Hengzhou Army.

Seeing this, Jie Zhen and Jie Bao were both overjoyed, thinking this was the best time to fight back.

The two men looked at each other and nodded, then waved the steel forks and steel spears in their hands and led the Liangshan infantry to rush towards the Hengzhou army.

At this moment, facing the Liangshan army that was surging like a tide, a hint of sharpness flashed in Fan Lihua's heroic phoenix eyes, but she remained calm.

She took a deep breath, as if she had absorbed all the blood and noise of the battlefield into her chest, and what followed was an unprecedented calmness.

"Huh, good time!"

She hummed softly and waved the flag in her hand suddenly, like dropping a stone into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples.

Those Hengzhou soldiers who were fighting bravely on the battlefield instantly followed the command flag and began to move in an orderly manner. Their blood and the evil spirit on the battlefield intertwined together, forming an indescribable pressure.

What Fan Lihua deployed was the secret military formation passed down by their master - the Suzaku Formation.

This formation not only has the agility of the Crane Wing Formation, but also contains a more profound military essence. The main force is like the wings of the Vermillion Bird, deployed on both sides, while the middle road seems empty, but in fact it is full of murderous intent.

When the enemy is attracted by the seemingly tempting gap in the middle, once they go deep into it, they will be surrounded by enemies on all sides.

Following Fan Lihua's command, the blood of the Hengzhou soldiers seemed to be ignited, and their auras were connected to each other, forming an indestructible barrier.

The Hengzhou troops, which were originally scattered on both sides of the battlefield, began to move in an orderly manner with uniform steps, like a vermilion bird spreading its wings, slowly gathering towards the center.

This was not a simple gathering, but each step contained mysteries, and each movement was in line with the principles of heaven and earth. Gradually, a "Mouth of Suzaku" that seemed empty but was actually full of dangers quietly opened in front of the Liangshan army.

Jie Zhen and Jie Bao of the Liangshan army looked at this sudden change with a flash of astonishment and confusion in their eyes.

They originally thought that they could easily break through the Hengzhou Army's defenses with their numerical advantage, but they did not expect that Fan Lihua had such a backup plan. The Suzaku Formation was like an invisible giant net that silently enveloped them.

"This...what kind of formation is this?"

Jie Zhen murmured to herself, with a slight tremor in her voice.

"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap and are surrounded!"

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Jie Bao reacted a little faster, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly blew the horn, trying to boost morale, but at this moment the Liangshan army was like a giant beast stuck in a quagmire, and struggling would only make them sink deeper.

"The Vermillion Bird Formation uses the power of the four symbols to trap the enemy invisibly."

"You bandits, today I will let you see what the true art of war is."

Fan Lihua stood outside the formation with a faint smile on her lips. She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice, though soft, was clearly heard in every corner.

As her words fell, the Hengzhou Army in the Suzaku Formation seemed to have received an invisible order. Their originally calm blood instantly boiled over, and their auras connected to each other, forming an indestructible barrier.

Those soldiers who were originally scattered are now like the feathers of the Vermillion Bird, closely connected yet independent of each other, which not only maintains the overall flexibility but also enhances the local attack power.

The Liangshan soldiers in the formation felt that the air around them seemed to solidify, and the pressure surged like a tide, making it difficult for them to breathe.

The steps that were originally moving forward courageously now seemed like moving forward with a heavy load, and every step was extremely difficult.

They tried to find a breakthrough, but found that no matter which direction they looked, there were only impenetrable walls, as if the whole world was closed to them.

"Haha, a bunch of rabble dare to fight against our Hengzhou army?"

Fan Lihua's laughter echoed over the battlefield, with a hint of contempt.

At this time in the Liangshan army, Jie Zhen and Jie Bao looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness and despair.

The two of them also roughly realized that once they were completely closed by the Suzaku Formation, a catastrophic disaster would be waiting for them.

"Brothers, fight!"

Xie Zhen roared and waved the steel fork in his hand, trying to boost morale, but what responded to him was only an increasingly tight encirclement and increasingly heavy pressure.

Inside the Suzaku Formation, arrows rained down and swords and spears roared, each sound foreshadowing the struggle and unwillingness of the Liangshan army.

Fan Lihua stood outside the formation, gently waving the command flag in her hand, directing this seemingly one-sided massacre.

At this moment, her figure became the most dazzling presence on the battlefield, and also became a shadow that could never be erased in the hearts of many Liangshan soldiers.

(End of this chapter)