The bright moon dominated the world during the Qin Dynasty

The light of morning light shines on the earth, and the coldness of the night has not dissipated.

Between light and darkness, cold and heat alternated, and a wild wind blew. Even though it had been cleaned up, the bloody atmosphere in the Korean army camp could not be dissipated.

Meng Tian stood aside. As a general, he was responsible for repairing the camp defenses.

The Qin army has been arrogant in the world for too long, and there are very few people who can stop them.

"It's daybreak. Those chasing the Korean army should be back soon."

The sound of horse hooves hurried from far to near.

This voice?

The soldiers around were moving wood when they were supposed to be moving, transporting grain when they were supposed to be transported, and mounding soil when they were supposed to be mounding them, but they didn't feel anything.

But Meng Tian was different. There was deep doubt on his face.

The war horses of the Qin army all came from the Longxi and Jiuyuan areas, with light hooves and a happy sound.

But the horses of this cavalry army have heavy hooves and a loud sound.

Meng Tian stood on the high platform and looked at the approaching cavalry.

They were wearing the Qin army's armor, but the war horses under them had strong bones and big hooves. Although they were a bit shorter than the Qin army's horses, they were like beasts.

Meng Tian was born in the Meng family. He had been familiar with military classics since he was a child, and remembered wars in various countries in detail. Memories of the past flashed through his mind.

Where in the world can there be such a war horse?

The past long ago echoed in his mind, as if there was a stern voice urging Meng Tian to remember it.

That year, the Huns invaded.

Zhao's general Li Mu sent troops to attack them and killed more than 100,000 Xiongnu horses. Destroy the rogues, destroy the east barbarians, subdue the forest barbarians, and the chanyu runs away.

After that, Hu Qi did not dare to invade the Zhao border even a little bit. As of today.

Prairie tiger colt!

According to legend, the war horse can only be controlled by the Xiongnu vulture shooters.

In that year, they all came under Li Mu's command.

Zhao Jun!

Lian Yun Feiqi!

Meng Tian's eyes suddenly widened to the extreme and he roared.

"Enemy attack!"

It's a pity that for a mere hundred generals, his voice doesn't attract enough attention.

Just when everyone around Meng Tian was stunned, the attack began.

A feather arrow flew quickly and shot down the Qin soldiers who were on the watchtower for reconnaissance.

Meng Tian's heart sank. This Zhao cavalry was like a tiger escaping from its cage. At this moment, it rushed into the camp, as if entering a deserted place.

The Korean military camp was in dilapidated condition and no effective fortifications had been established to stop the cavalry. And they were already too close.

Just like a dagger, it speeds up when it hits your chest.

There were bursts of footsteps, neat and orderly.

But suddenly, the sound disappeared, and then, dense crossbow arrows flew from the sky.

"Get out of here!"

Meng Tian's voice echoed in the military camp along with the soldiers' wails.

In just one stroke, Zhao Jun's crossbow arrows killed less than half of the sparse soldiers and horses in the left camp.

After several rounds of shooting, shouts of killing rang out from both sides. Thousands of soldiers rushed in, followed the cavalry army, and began to harvest the soldiers of the Qin army.

A general wearing red armor stood out among the Zhao army. Meng Tian looked over. As a general, he seemed so powerless at the moment.

Zhao Shuang!

He murmured the name as if trying to remember it in his heart.

Meng Tian drew out the long sword from his waist, intending to defend himself against the enemy. However, when he looked back at the soldiers around him, their eyes changed.

They are not the army that marches forward in a hundred battles, but panicked beasts on the battlefield.

With a helpless sigh, Meng Tian gathered the soldiers around him.

As a general, he must be responsible for the soldiers in his army. After beheading and killing a Zhao soldier who was attacking, Meng Tian gave the order.

"retreat!"

"Who is the general of Qin?"

Zhao Shuang's eyes passed through the heavy beacon smoke and looked at the rear of the battlefield, where the Qin soldiers began to retreat in the most orderly manner.

"Looking at his attire, he should be a general in the Qin army."

Mo Ya jumped up, flew to Zhao Shuang's side, and spoke slowly. Bai Feng stood on the other side.

Even on this bloody battlefield, the two young men were still very eye-catching.

Although Ji Wuye never relies on his face to make a living, he is definitely a handsome dog.

For him and Bai Feng, this was a rare experience.

"Don't be discouraged when defeated, and retreat in an orderly manner. Even in such a situation, you can still gather people's hearts. Is such a talent just a hundred generals?"

Zhao Shuang saw this and was suddenly startled. He raised his head and looked at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

There are many talented people, and the Qin army is indeed something that cannot be provoked!

"Do you want us to kill him?"

Mo Ya smiled. If it were Ji Wuye, this would definitely be a problem.

"Don't chase after poor criminals. Besides, it's already too late if you chase him now."

The general retreated to the stable with his men, snatched the horse, and jumped out with his men.

Across the layers of obstacles, Mo Ya and Bai Feng couldn't catch up even if their Qinggong were the best.

What's more, their current Qinggong and body skills are not considered superior.

"I'm afraid these five thousand Qin troops are doomed!"

Watching all this from a distance, the Six-Fingered Black Man had a complicated expression. But Qin Wuyang, who was standing next to him, looked extremely excited.

"There is someone in the world who can defeat the elite of the Qin army so tragically."

However, several Mohist leaders, including Master Ban, all shook their heads and remained silent.

Jing Ke asked with a confused look on his face.

"What did General Zhao do?"

"First burn the Qin army's camp, and then lure the five thousand Qin army elites to attack the Han camp. The Zhao general knew that the Qin army was greedy for merit, so he took advantage of the Han army to defeat the Qin army and attack the camp by surprise."

Qin Wuyang's face turned red and he was dancing a little, showing off everything he knew.

"In this war alone, the Qin and Korean armies may have suffered more than 20,000 casualties."

Fires were everywhere, and the sounds of fighting continued. The Six-Fingered Black Man's eyes seemed to be able to see through the reality behind this complicated appearance.

With a long sigh, the six-fingered black man looked up at the sky stained by the bloody light of the beacon smoke with sadness, unwilling to lower his head any more.

"One general's success will lead to thousands of bones being withered! From today on, Zhao Shuang's name will probably spread all over the world."

The Six-Fingered Black Man waved his hand, turned around, and stopped looking at this scene.

"Let's go back to the machine city!"

There was an unquestionable meaning in the words of the Six-fingered Black Man.

Master Ben jumped into the driving position of the machine Suzaku and began to control everything.

The huge wings began to flap slowly, and the leaders of the Moh family jumped on the Suzaku machine one after another. Only Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang were left, watching this scene.

But unlike the somewhat fanatical Qin Wuyang, Jing Ke felt a little pity and muttered.

"It's rare to come to Weiguo, and I also want to see Li'er."

"How long has it been? Why are you still thinking about your Li'er?"

Facing Qin Wuyang's complaints, Jing Ke was a little angry.

"How can you, a bachelor, understand my feelings?"

"What are you two doing? Come up quickly!"

The six-fingered black man shouted loudly, and Qin Wuyang and Jing Ke lost their momentum and ran over obediently.

The redbird flapped its wings and flew through the battlefield smoke, heading into the distance.