General Qin

"The Chu army has retreated."

When the news of the retreat of the Chu army came from the sentry on the watchtower, the entire Qin army camp burst into earth-shattering cheers, and the soldiers were all excited, talking and discussing with each other.

Although they didn't have the chance to fight in the artillery battle just now, the scene of flying stones flying all over the sky and filled with dust is still deeply memorable.

The stone bombs hit the ground with a deafening roar, and they couldn't help but be surprised when their ears rang.

There is still such a way of fighting in war.

The scene they saw just now is enough to make them brag with their relatives and relatives for a lifetime after returning to their hometown.

"These Chu people are some kind of gutless things. They only know how to throw stones through the wall, and if they have the ability to rush over to fight Nai Gong. General, do you think they will come next time?"

Hei Hip said with some displeasure. There were quite a few military officials who thought the same as him, and they all hoped that the Chu people would have the courage to rush over the wall and fight them.

Zhao Tuo squinted his eyes and looked at the vast sky beyond the wall. He said softly, "If the artillery battle fails, the Chu army may not come again."

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Chen Ying city head.

After Xiang Yan listened to Xiang Qu and Jing Tong's narration about the artillery battle, her face was so heavy that water dripped down.

"It's the old man's miscalculation."

He sighed: "It has been two years since the Qin army produced the cannon, and it is only natural to transform it into a more powerful one. We are humiliating ourselves by using old things to fight against them."

Feeling the unwillingness and helplessness in his father's tone, Xiang Qu couldn't help bursting into anger, and cupped his hands and said, "Father, since the cannons are useless, it seems that the Qin army will not go out of the camp to fight with our army. Why don't I lead the troops at night?" Climb over the wall, attack their battalion by force, and after a big slaughter, provoke the Qin people to come out, maybe we can find a chance for our army to win."

Xiang Yan glared at him, and said, "My son is reckless. Since Wang Jian, the old turtle, has made up his mind to stand on his own feet, he will continue to stalemate with us. How can he give you a chance?"

"I think the Qin army's defense at night will be tighter, and it may even deliberately let you in before besieging and killing you. If you want to climb over the wall and go in and kill a big one, the Qin people may be waiting for you to throw yourself into the trap."

Xiang Qu was told by his father, and thinking of how disgraced he was by the Qin army during the artillery battle, he couldn't help but angrily said: "Father, what do you think we should do? Could it be that we really want to confront that Wang Jian?" Consume it? I am afraid that the power of Chu State is not as far away as that of Qin State."

"I don't know this. But the Qin army is determined not to do it, and I have nothing to do with them here. It seems that if we want to win this battle, we have to find another way to survive."

Xiang Yan whispered, turned to look at Jing Tong who had been silent all this time, and said: "Zi Tong, I will write a letter later, and you will immediately send Jing's family to Songyang Jun who is still in Qi State. Let him try every means, and he must persuade the king of Qi to help Chu."

"Only by sending troops from Qi State to attack Qin State's territory from the flanks, can Wang Jian, an old tortoise, be mobilized. In this way, our Chu State will have a chance of survival in this catastrophe."

"Otherwise, Chu will perish."

...

For the next month or so, as Zhao Tuo expected, although there were sentry horses from the Chu army wandering outside the wall from time to time, the Chu army never came again, let alone launched an attack across the wall.

At this time, it was late August, and the two armies of Qin and Chu had confronted each other for nearly two months, and the weather was dull and hot.

Although there is chasm water next to it, it can allow soldiers to wash and rest, and relieve the depression in the barracks.

But the long-term detention in the barracks still made many people feel flustered. They slept well, ate well, and their bodies were full of strength.

Although they are on duty and training every day, many people are still restless, with nowhere to vent their energy and desires.

During Zhao Tuo's occasional camp tours, he even saw some soldiers doing philosophical and indescribable things to each other.

Zhao Tuo was greatly shocked by those difficult-to-see scenes, and only then did he realize that the psychological and physical conditions of soldiers in the army could not be ignored.

However, the military laws of the Qin army were strict, and women were absolutely not allowed to appear in military markets and barracks, not to mention that like some armies, special military prostitutes entered the camp to let soldiers vent their excess energy and desire.

So Zhao Tuo could only think of another way.

First, the common stone-throwing and long-distance competitions were held, that is, stone-throwing and long-jump competitions, but after the soldiers played for a while, they became less interested and found it meaningless.

Zhao Tuo thought hard, and finally put his idea on the football of later generations.

Football first originated in China, and it existed in the era of Zhao Tuo. It is called Cuju, and it is mainly popular in Qi. It is a sport that Qi people prefer.

However, cuju was not popular in Qin, mainly because the rules of cuju in this era were simple, and it was basically a one-man show performed by one person, which was not very interesting to play.

Since Cuju already existed, it was easy for Zhao Tuo to promote it. He asked military craftsmen to make a tough, lightweight and kick-resistant cowhide Ju, and then added and subtracted gains and losses according to the rules of later generations, and came up with a set that meets this requirement. The rules of the times.

Sure enough, the sergeants were very happy.

According to the organization, they were divided into teams, put on leather armor and soft helmets, and played a ball game on a specially designated grass field.

There are countless Qin soldiers around watching and shouting, cheering and encouraging the "teams" they support.

All the passions of the soldiers who had nowhere to vent their energy were aroused by the little ball. Every fight for the ball and every shot into the net can arouse their blood and burst out with passion like a mountain roar and a tsunami. .

The referee was the military judge of the Qin Army, his eyes were fixed on the "players" running on the field, and once he found someone fouled, he immediately blew a special copper whistle, followed by severe punishment.

Therefore, Qin Jun's game is not only very exciting, but also extremely fair.

Not only is there no future, even for countless years in the future, it will be difficult to see such a fair competition.

The ball game held by Zhao Tuo's troops was very lively and exciting, not only deeply loved by the soldiers in the battalion, but also attracted the generals and soldiers of other military camps.

The soldiers were depressed, and the morale of the army was unstable, not only in Zhao Tuo's battalion, but also in other battalions.

Therefore, when several generals heard the news and came to Zhao Tuo's camp to see such a lively scene, they were all moved and asked Zhao Tuo to send someone to teach them to promote this so-called "football" sport in their respective camps.

In the end, even the general Wang Jian was alarmed.

When the grey-bearded old general watched a ball game in Zhao Tuo's army in person, he was affected by the enthusiastic atmosphere and clenched his fists tightly, eager to try in his eyes.

Especially when Wang Jian saw a soldier making a mistake in kicking the ball, he immediately slapped his thigh angrily and shouted: "Why are your feet so smelly, why don't you let the old man come!"

Hearing this, Zhao Tuo's face turned blue with fright.

He looked at Wang Jian's body, thinking that if General Wang died suddenly due to agitation on the court, it would be over.

Fortunately, Wang Jian just talked about it. He finally patted Zhao Tuo on the shoulder and praised: "Good Zhao Tuo, I didn't expect you to be able to play a little Cuju well. Such a 'football' game , not only mobilize the fighting spirit of the soldiers, but also vent the spirit of depression, so that the morale of the army can be at ease."

...

When the Qin State Central Army and the Northern Army were promoting the football game created by Zhao Tuo, in the southwest, there was the Qin State Southern Army camp on the front line of Cai Rushui.

Marquis Li Youzheng sat in the camp with a dark face, holding the wine cup on the case, gnashing his teeth.

When he was patrolling the camp today, he heard some of his soldiers whispering the name "Li Paopao"...

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