Daqin: Ying Zheng Works for Me

Under the gazes of Han Xin and the other militiamen, many figures could be seen rushing over from the grass.

With a clatter, the grass leaves were separated.

First, a sturdy aboriginal rushed out!

His hair was loose, he was wearing a grass skirt, and an unknown rune was painted on his face.

After rushing out again, he immediately screamed, holding a mace inlaid with stone nails, and charged straight towards Han Xing.

After seeing him, Han Xin immediately shouted: "Kill him!"

As he spoke, he swung the long sword in his hand, hitting the mace held in the aboriginal's hand.

The two sides collided, and among the sawdust flying, the aboriginal who was holding a mace was directly chopped off, and he almost fell!

At this time, Qin Bing, who was standing on the other side, poked the long spear in his hand.

This time, the native was directly stabbed to the ground.

At this moment, more natives rushed out of the grass.

After seeing this, Han Xin immediately rushed up with the long sword in his hand.

The natives who rushed out were all armed with weapons made of stone, some with stone axes, and some with stone knives.

After they rushed out, they used the weapons in their hands to greet Han Xin and those Qin soldiers.

In the face of these natives, Han Xin and the soldiers of Qin State had more than enough to deal with.

They are more well-equipped and have rich combat experience, while the natives are rushing up. Although they are fierce, they have no rules at all.

Facing them, Han Xin easily commanded the Qin soldiers in his hands to resist.

After the spear poked out in turn, the natives in the front row all fell down.

But at this time, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the indigenous group.

Han Xin turned his head and saw that it was a bow and arrow.

The bow and arrow hit a Qin soldier who was riding a horse next to Han Xin. Although the soldier was wearing armor, he was still somewhat unable to protect himself from the strength of the bow and arrow, so the arrow directly pierced his heart.

At this moment, the Qin soldier screamed and fell on the horse while clutching his heart.

Thankfully he held on tight, otherwise he would have fallen.

After seeing this arrow, Han Xin was immediately surprised.

This kind of bow and arrow is definitely not owned by the indigenous people, it must be hidden by the Huns!

Just when the thoughts in his mind fell, he saw that several bows and arrows were shot out from the grass behind the natives.

Seeing this, Han Xin immediately shouted: "Raise your shield for protection!

He was the first to speak, and took out a shield from behind the horse and placed it in front of him.

Each cavalry soldier of the Qin State is equipped with a small round shield, which can protect the safety around him.

However, this round shield can only protect important parts for a short time, and the rest will not work. This action is only a precaution to prevent being hit by rain arrows.

Just as Han Xin and the Qin soldiers behind him made this move, they saw a group of natives surrounded with weapons.

They constantly greeted Han Xin and the Qin soldiers behind him with the original weapons in their hands.

Under this violent collision, the saber held by Han Xin and the long spears of the soldiers of the Qin state were a little bit unbearable.

The main reason is that dark arrows are shot from time to time in the grass, which puts a lot of pressure on them, so that they can only use one hand to deal with the natives, and the other hand must hold a shield.

At this time, seeing the entanglement, Han Xin immediately made a decisive decision and said loudly: "The soldiers will turn their horses for me, and I will rush over and kill them all after a while.

Before he spoke, he was the first to turn his horse's head and run towards the rear.

As he ran, the cavalrymen who followed behind him also rushed forward quickly on their horses.

The roar of hooves sounded, and the natives who came out of the grass had planned to use their primitive weapons to harm these Qin soldiers, but instead they were hit by the war horses they were riding.

The speed of the warhorse is so fast, even if the warhorse has no weapons, it still makes them scream in agony when it collides with these natives.

If there are tragic ones, their hands and feet are broken and they fall to the ground, making constant miserable screams.

Then they were trampled to death on the spot by horseshoes.

In this wave of rapid transfer operations, the natives who rushed the fastest were trampled to death on the spot, but Han Xin did not let go of his defenses at this time.

Holding the shield tightly, he led the cavalry behind him to turn a corner and came to the road where he came.

・・For flowers.....

At this time, the natives and them distanced themselves from each other.

Just as Han Xinchao was watching from behind, a few more bows and arrows shot over, but because the distance was too far and did not hurt them, they landed on the ground instead.

After seeing this situation, Han Xin immediately squeezed the round shield tightly in his hand.

He held a saber in the other hand and said loudly: "Soldier, follow me forward, rush a wave among the natives to scatter them, and then go into the grass and catch the Huns who shot the cold arrows. ""

Discovering the Huns was a big deal.

Those who caught the Xiongnu could also get a lot of information. Han Xin was very active, and he was going to extract some information from the people of the Xiongnu who led the natives to attack.

See if there are any other Huns nearby.

With this thought in mind, he immediately rode forward first.

Behind him, Qin soldiers followed.

At this time, those primitive people also held stone spears, as well as stone axes and stone knives, and quickly greeted them.

The sound of rumbling footsteps on the ground made the ground vibrate.

This is the native, all of them ran out of the grass.

Han Xin rode on his horse and looked at it with wide eyes, and found that the number of these indigenous people was around a thousand people!

These people are about the same number as the natives who attacked him earlier.

Faced with five hundred Qin cavalry, such a few people would definitely not be able to bear it!

Immediately, Han Xin shouted loudly, and led the Qin Kingdom's iron cavalry behind him to quickly rush forward.

They urged the horses' hooves to step on the ground, and the ground rumbled.

This is more powerful than the running momentum of those primitive people, and the weapons in their hands are more sharp and sturdy.

The primitive people seemed to have no idea that the Qin State's cavalry was powerful and rushed forward, but Han Xin did not hold back at all.

He roared and waved the sword in his hand, slashing hard on the head of the primitive man in front of him.

A primitive man in the front has a beard and holds a stone knife of later generations in his hand.

He forcefully cut the neck of the warhorse that Han Xin was riding, preparing to chop it down.