Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me for corruption

Chapter 96 The Prince of Panyu is about to regain his position

The morale of the Yue soldiers was mobilized, and Qin Mo ordered them to gear up and set off immediately, rushing to the preset battlefield.

The nine witch chiefs looked at this scene and secretly smiled bitterly. Of course they didn't want the young men to put themselves in danger, but now it was useless to stop them.

Because from the moment they handed over the son of the clan to Qin Mo for training, they had already lost control.

In other words, they have lost their military power, Qin Mo has invisibly eclipsed them, and the so-called shaman chief status has long existed in name only.

Even the women, children, old and weak, mostly obey Lu Pheasant's orders!

Even if the King of Panyu is killed in the future, the ancient kingdom of Panyu is destroyed, and the title of Shaman Chief, who takes over the military and political power of a clan, will be swept into the dust of history...

The Yue people will eventually become members of the Chinese family and citizens under the rule of Qin!

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Half an hour later, Qin Mo led more than a thousand Yue warriors to the preset battlefield northwest of Baozhu Village.

The young soldiers either dispersed to look out, or dug into the smokeless stove taught by Qin Mo and cooked simple pre-war meals for the entire army.

Qin Moze, Zhang Liang and the swordsmen inspected the layout of the preset battlefield.

The so-called preset battlefield is the mountain pass where hundreds of Panyu soldiers were ambushed last time. This place is also the only place to pass inland to Baozhu Village.

Otherwise, you have to climb over mountains or detour dozens or even hundreds of miles.

Qin Mo was really looking forward to the Panyu Crown Prince allowing the army to cross the mountains, so that his more than a thousand Yue warriors could be dismantled into small mandarin duck formations with flexible maneuvers, and kill the entire Panyu army in the mountains and plains...

"Do you know the thunderbolts that the Qin army made good use of?"

Qin Mo inspected the rolling logs and rocks prepared on the mountains on both sides, and said to Zhang Liang and others behind him.

Zhang Liang clasped his hands and replied: "I've heard of it. It's said that the power of thunder can split mountains and crack rocks. If a person touches it in the blink of an eye, it will turn him into flesh and blood. Even if he's wearing iron armor and holding a huge shield, he can't stop it."

Qin Mo nodded, walked to a big tree, lifted a bunch of dead branches, and revealed several large baskets underneath.

Inside the basket are bamboo tubes as thick as an arm, wrapped in a layer of linen, with a fuse made of rushes left on one end.

It's a home-made thunder bullet!

Qin Mo casually took one out and introduced it to everyone: "This is the thunder bullet. I have taken the time to make it recently."

"Wrapped under the linen is sharp pieces of iron. When using it, light the fuse with fire and throw it out quickly."

"When the fuse is burned out, the object will explode with thunder and fire, and the broken iron will fly in all directions, covering a radius of two to three feet within the killing range..."

"Of course, it's best to throw it farther, otherwise the power will affect you and you will always be injured!"

Zhang Liang and others' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they nodded repeatedly to indicate that they had taken note of it.

Qin Mo took three and hung them on his waist. He pointed to the rest and said to everyone: "Each person should be able to take three. If there are more, they should be divided equally. When approaching the enemy, listen to my orders, light the fuses and throw them."

"Here."

Everyone excitedly clasped their hands to accept the order, and each stepped forward to take out a few thunderbolts.

Then, hold it in your hand, play with it and study it over and over again, as if you are admiring some unique treasure!

Qin Mo looked speechless and shouted to the young soldier who was cooking meat on the fire at the foot of the mountain: "Chi, get a match."

Chi, the leader of the young soldiers, quickly agreed, pulled out a burning log from the smokeless stove, and flew up the mountainside.

Qin Mo took the match and said to Zhang Liang and others: "Look, I will show you first."

Then, he loudly said to the Yue warriors who were resting at the foot of the mountain: "I am going to use the art of thunder and fire. You all have to be careful, lest when I engage the enemy, I will use the thunder and fire to attack the enemy, but I will scare you half to death first."

"Here!"

The Yue soldiers shouted in unison, excitedly opening their eyes to see.

Zhang Liang and others even stretched their necks for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

Qin Mo stopped talking nonsense. He held a match in one hand and put the rush fuse of the thunderbolt in one hand and lit it.

呲呲呲——

The gunpowder filled in the rush burned quickly, and Qin Mo immediately threw it out. The thunderbolt flew more than ten feet away with a stream of smoke, and landed in the bushes of a gentle mountain.

Everyone stared at the bushes with wide eyes.

boom--

Boo hoo hoo——

The huge explosion was deafening, reverberating in the valley, and shattered iron sputtered like locusts.

The fire and black smoke shock waves that followed instantly destroyed the bushes and then turned them into a sea of ​​​​fire!

Zhang Liang and others were so frightened that they shivered, their faces turned pale, and they covered their ears after realizing it.

Chi next to him, as well as the Yue warriors at the foot of the mountain, all huffed and prostrated on the ground, trembling like chaff.

If we say that Qin Mo's shooting prowess can still be considered human.

At this moment, the power of thunder and fire is completely a method that only gods can have, and it is beyond human understanding!

Qin Mo reached out and picked up Chiti from under his feet, patted his head and said with a smile: "Don't wet your pants, baby, go down and cook."

Chi nodded blankly, his legs were as soft as noodles, and he went down the mountain shivering, no longer as flying as when he went up the mountain.

Qin Mo turned to look at Zhang Liang and others, and said solemnly: "Did you see it? When nothing happens, stay away from the fire, and don't study blindly, otherwise you will hurt yourself and others!"

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at the thunder bullets in their hands. Then they all swallowed their saliva and fell into a daze of fear again.

If this thing exploded on its own, there would be no bones left on the spot!

When Qin Mo saw that his goal was achieved, he walked down the mountain and said, "Let's have a good meal and fight first. We will win this battle!"

Everyone came to their senses again, their fear gradually turned into excitement, and then they said: "Wan Sheng~!"

As everyone roared, more than a thousand Yue warriors finally came to their senses, got up from the ground and screamed: "Ouch, ouch, Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng~!!!"

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In the afternoon, the vanguard of the Panyu army finally arrived, consisting mainly of a hundred soldiers, with dozens of low miscellaneous horses, and more than 2,000 tribal warriors as supplements.

However, looking at the "rebels" arrayed neatly outside the mountain pass, the Panyu forward army decisively stopped advancing.

Even riots started!

Because in comparison, these Panyu forward troops are actually more like rebels.

More than a hundred Panyu soldiers were equipped with armors, including iron armor, leather armor, and rattan armor, and the colors were different, making them look chaotic.

The two thousand tribal warriors were even more unbearable. Some wore grass skirts, some wore animal skins, some wore blue indigo linen robes, and only a few wore various types of armor.

The weapons in his hands were rudimentary and useless, and the formation was even more messy, just like herding sheep!

What about the 'rebels' arrayed at the mountain pass?

Not only were the formations neat, but the rebels who could be seen in the front row all had shields in one hand and long knives in the other, several short spears and spears stuck in their backs, and they were all equipped with armor.

The number is so large that there are probably more than 300 pairs.

Some of these armors were captured from the retinue of the Panyu King's envoy, and the rest are collected by various tribes and were made during this period.

Although they are also a mixture of iron armor, leather armor and rattan armor, they are all dyed grass green, as are the rattan armors.

The other Yue rebels who could be seen faintly behind the Sword and Shield Man were all dressed in grass-green linen robes.

Looking from a distance, it looks like the entire rebel army formation is integrated with the green mountains behind it, giving people an unshakable feeling!

What was particularly eye-catching was the sixty-six bloody warriors standing beside the formation, as well as the silver-armored Qin Mo standing on a huge rock, which caused a commotion among the two thousand tribal warriors.

These tribal warriors and the shaman chiefs of their tribes are not all rebellious people who dare to disobey the gods.

They just want to lead their tribe and live happily.

Some tribes that are far away don't even know that a god is coming to lead them to overthrow the rule of King Panyu...

It wasn't until the Crown Prince of Panyu mobilized the young men of the tribe that they realized on the way that they were coming to encircle and suppress the rebels led by the God of Heaven.

At this time, they finally saw the rumored dazzling god and the bloody heavenly soldiers and generals.

Even the so-called rebels, under the leadership of the gods, seemed so invincible.

Therefore, there is no need to elaborate on the shock and fear in their hearts. The riots have already shown that they are completely confused!

"The rabble... rest where you are and conserve your energy."

Qin Mo stood on the rock and watched for a long time. When he saw that Panyu's forward troops not only did not advance, but became more and more chaotic, he asked the tense soldiers to take a break.

Then, he waved to Kun and told him: "Go and shout in front of the formation and tell the tribal warriors that if you want to defect before the formation, I will forget the blame."

"When I cut off the head of the King of Panyu in the future, I will also give them fertile fields and rich hunting grounds, teach them time-saving and labor-saving farming and weaving techniques, and teach them the techniques of making strong bows and sharp iron tools..."

"They will always have clothing to protect them from the wind and the sun, they will never go hungry again, and they will never be oppressed by others!"

Kun nodded solemnly, but after walking a few steps, he came back, scratched his head and said, "God, can you say it again, I can't remember it."

Qin Mo: "..."

Are you kidding me?

Can we be more serious in front of the two armies?

"Go and fetch the white horse, I will go there myself." Qin Mo waved his hand angrily.

"Here."

Kun agreed and left in a hurry.

This guy was a little too honest, but he worked very neatly. After a while, he brought in a white horse that looked like a donkey, and the saddle and saddle were specially polished.

Among the nine tribes, one tribe was good at raising horses. They were repeatedly transferred by the King of Panyu and only had about ten horses left. The horse in front of me was one of them.

Moreover, it was not pure white originally, but had a lot of miscellaneous hair. It was dyed to look like a white horse. Due to the limited dyeing technology, it looks like you have alopecia areata from a close look...

"Hey~ drive!"

Qin Mo rode on the white horse, lightly knocked on the horse's belly and stepped forward. Kun followed the horse with his head held high and his chest held high, helping him carry a newly made bright silver gun.

The more than a thousand Yue warriors looked on inexplicably, but seeing how courageous Qin Mo and Kun were, they couldn't help but feel inspired, and followed Zhang Liang and others, raising their weapons and shouting: "Mighty! Mighty! Mighty~!!!"

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The commotion among Panyu's forwards became even worse, and even the hundreds of Panyu soldiers who lined up in front of the formation began to become restless.

Qin Moxing approached and reined in his horse, but before he could speak, the leading Panyu general suddenly picked up his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot him viciously.

The Panyu general was obviously a brave man. The bow he used was quite powerful. His arrows drew a parabola in mid-air and could hit Qin Mo.

"God..."

Kun exclaimed and stepped in front of the horse.

However, he was too stocky, and the Panyu general shot his horse Qin Mo, and the arrow flew directly over his head.

Kun was shocked and turned around to check, but was immediately stunned.

Because, Qin Mo actually caught the hanging feather arrow that had lost its strength with his bare hands, then turned the arrow around with one hand and took out his newly made three-stone bow with the other hand: "How dare you catch an arrow from me!"

Boom——

call out--

Amidst the clang of the bowstring, the arrows shot back.

The Panyu general couldn't help but be horrified when he saw that Qin Mo didn't shoot upward, but shot almost straight.

He didn't dare to catch the powerful horizontal arrow, so he decisively and timidly shrank his neck to avoid the arrow that was as fast as a meteor.

But the personal guards behind him had no time to react.

puff--

The unprepared soldier was hit by an arrow in the face, and his body went limp and slowly fell off his horse.

"Wan Sheng~!!!"

"Wan Sheng~!!!"

"Wan Sheng~!!!"

Zhang Liang and others and more than a thousand Yue warriors shouted excitedly again.

The Panyu general looked back, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but then his eyes lit up.

The Chinese army behind has arrived!

The tall banner of Panyu Prince, decorated with gorgeous feathers, fluttered in the wind in the sun.

Under the banner were two hundred soldiers, all in iron armor, and accompanied by a hundred low mixed-haired horses.

Then there are the three thousand tribal warriors of Wuyangyang, who are no different from the two thousand tribal warriors of the vanguard.

The turbulent vanguard troops finally calmed down after seeing the banner of the Prince of Panyu!

The vanguard general turned his horse around and went to see the Crown Prince of Panyu, who was surrounded by iron armor and banners. He pointed at Qin Mo in the formation of the two armies and muttered something.

Then, he was whipped by the Panyu Crown Prince and his iron helmet was knocked off!

Qin Mo saw this scene from a distance, but he couldn't help but laugh. He laughed at the coward of General Fanyu, and also at the weirdness of Prince Fanyu.

The forward troops and the central army are no closer than the front and rear troops, so what is the point of dividing the troops and marching?

Anyone who is not a fool knows that the greatest role of the forward is to detect the enemy's weakness, which is also commonly known as mine hunting.

But according to the plan of the Panyu Crown Prince, if the forward troops were ambushed and routed, the Diaomao might not even have time to react, and the Chinese army would be overwhelmed by the routed troops...

It’s so weird to a certain extent!

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the prince of Panyu, who is holding a hair in his mouth, does not look down on the rebels led by Qin Mo at all, and is just making a symbolic marching arrangement.

In fact, he just wanted to lure the rebels to attack the forward, and then he led the Chinese army to arrive and defeated the rebels in one fell swoop.

Tap tap tap——

Just as Qin Mo was wondering whether the Panyu prince was really weird or too cunning, an armored knight suddenly galloped out of the Panyu formation and rushed straight towards Qin Mo with a strange cry.

The Panyu formation also heard roars and screams, cheering for the armored knight!

Qin Mo frowned speechlessly. He tried his best to persuade him to surrender before the battle, but now he seemed to have become a fighting general in front of the battle.

Yes, fighter!

That's not the novelist's delusional statement, it just doesn't happen that often.

In this pre-Qin era, fighting generals were called masters. This can be traced back to King Wu's defeat of Zhou, when Jiang Ziya drove a chariot to defeat King Huben of Zhou.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, nobles from all over the world especially liked to fight with generals in chariots. Because everyone was connected by blood, they usually fought until the end.

When the etiquette and music of the Warring States period collapsed, the trend of fighting between masters and generals was slightly reduced, because everyone began to ignore martial ethics. I don't care if you are a noble or not, just taking your head is my military merit.

However, it is only slightly reduced. It is still not uncommon for brave men to attack the enemy first and greatly weaken the enemy's spirit.

Just now Qin Mo shot an arrow at Panyu's vanguard general, and now Panyu's prince wants to regain his position...

(End of chapter)