Daqin: I am Zhao Gao, the highest Zhao Gao

Soon, Zhao Gao received news from the scout.

Not far away, there was a tribe of about 4,000 people, but unlike those tribes before, this tribe was packing up its things and seemed to be moving.

Hearing this, Zhao Gao’s brows frowned slightly.

Drive the war horse, slowly walk to a small hill not far from the tribe, condescending, looking out.

Looking at the distance, the slightly flustered tribe, as well as the Yue clan cavalry riding a war horse, holding weapons, and guarding the perimeter, Zhao Gao’s pupils contracted slightly.

Logically speaking, the water and grass around this tribe are still very abundant, and there is no need to migrate at all.

The only explanation is that the people of this tribe knew of their arrival.

Since this tribal people already know, then, the Yue Clan King, if you want to come, even if you don’t know now, it’s fast.

When he thought of this, Zhao Gao’s eyes became ~ cold.

“Kill!”

In the cold voice, Zhao Gao took the lead and rushed out, followed by the rest of the people – horses galloped.

The small cavalry team of three hundred people rushed quickly, and soon, it attracted the attention of the tribes in front.

“Eat this vanguard force of the Qin army and kill all the Qin people!”

When he saw that there were only more than two hundred horses, the Yue clan, who was obviously the leader, raised the scimitar in his hand, pointed at Zhao Gao and the others, and shouted loudly.

With that, this leader rode his horse and rushed towards Zhao Gao with about a thousand Yue Clan warriors.

On Zhao Gao’s side, halfway through the dash, Cao Zhengchun very tacitly led the archers and thirty light cavalry towards the two wings, and in the rapid gallop, one after another sharp arrows cut through the air and began to harvest.

And the remaining White Horse Righteous Consort and light cavalry, spread out along the conical battle formation.

The conical formation is a battle formation of the forward like a cone, the conical array must be sharp and fast, the two wings are strong and powerful, and the enemy can be attacked in a narrow frontal through the elite forward, breaking through and cutting the enemy’s formation, and the two wings expand the battle results, which is a formation that emphasizes offensive breakthrough.

Soon, the two conveniences collided.

Heaven-shaking shouts, angry roars, and painful roars resounded in this vast land at this moment.

With Zhao Gao and Li Cunxiao as the cone tip and fifty white horse righteous followers as the two wings, the conical battle formation fiercely plunged into the queue of the Yue clan’s cavalry.

At this moment, Zhao Gao and Li Cunxiao were like killing gods, but all the Wusun people who appeared in front of them had no enemies.

Slashing left and right, soon, Zhao Gao rushed to the front of the leader.

The thief captures the king first.

It couldn’t be simpler.

When the tribal leader and Zhao Gao collided together, the tribal leader raised the machete in his hand and slashed it down fiercely.

Zhao Gao smiled coldly.

The broken water in his hand came first, and after a sword cut off the knife, it swept over his neck after the terrified gaze of the tribal leader.

These nomads, with a single economic structure, extremely backward handicrafts, and poor mineral resources, are extremely short of iron, and after the first emperor unified the six countries, the control of iron tools has reached an unprecedented level.

At this moment, the scimitar used by these nomads is a bronze weapon that has long been outdated, plus the broken water in Zhao Gao’s hand is a peerless sword, and the two collide with each other, and the result can be imagined.

It is also the huge gap in weapons that makes the Qin army often able to achieve one as three, one as five, or even more exaggerated when facing Rong Di.

With the death of the tribal leader, the defeat of the Yue people became more and more obvious.

This outnumbered battle was soon won without suspense by the smaller side.

Total annihilation!

And Zhao Gao here, just five light cavalry were killed!

If such a record is transmitted back to Daqin, I am afraid that it will also cause a big sensation.

And Zhao Gao, from beginning to end, seemed so calm.

Such a battle has already been staged many times in the tribes he killed before, and now he is even a little numb.

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In the tribe not far away, those Yue people, after seeing the rout on this side, fled in panic.

However, what awaits them is the ruthless arrows.

When all the dust settled, Zhao Gao raised the black smut flag in his hand and shouted: “Slaughter the Yue Clan, Great Qin Wannian Wannian!” ”

“Slaughter the Yue Clan, Great Qin Wannian !” The others shouted in unison.

That loud voice sounded between heaven and earth.

Zhao Gao’s gaze glanced towards the hillside on the other side, and smiled indifferently.

Before, Zhao Gao had noticed that on the hillside, there was a man dressed as a Yue Clan who was secretly checking here, perhaps, that Yue Clan could not have imagined that at a distance of four or five hundred meters, Zhao Gao could still see him clearly.

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As for this black smut flag, Zhao Gao prepared it before departure, but he didn’t expect that it would be used so early.

In the tribe, in addition to the people brought by Zhao Gao, there were only hundreds of unkempt Qin people who were almost unclothed.

The deeper into the realm of the Yue people, the more Qin people in the tribe be.

In the Yue Kingdom, which is still in a slave society, slave means wealth.

“Slaughter the Yue Clan, Great Qin Wannian .” These people looked at the black smut flag fluttering in the wind, one by one, old tears ran rampant, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the black smut flag, and in their mouths, with that almost crazy voice, shouted loudly and vented.

Daqin, after all, did not forget them.

Your Majesty, after all, you have not forgotten them.

For the first time, they felt that the black smut flag of Daqin was so dazzling and so sacred.

After sending these Qin people on their way home, Zhao Gao took the people and set off again.

In the raging fire, that tribe was gradually devoured, and soon, it would become a pile of ruins.

And only the nine blood words on the white tent fluttering in the wind, ‘Whoever violates my Great Qin will be condemned from afar!’ It will let future generations understand what is happening here. under

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