The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

Chapter 713

The stage of shouting and threatening has already been completed between the two sides.

So the time to meet is when the battle begins.

In addition to cruelty, there is not much newness.

The first natural shot against each other, the arrows of the Xiongnu, like a gust of wind and rain, shot at the Qin army in waves.

Qin Jun, who was at the edge, could not avoid it even if he tried his best to resist.

In fact, the damage of a single arrow of the Huns is not great, and there are many stone arrows, wolf tooth arrows, and iron arrows, but very few.

However, the clothes on the outermost slave army were not thick, and their flesh and blood could not carry these arrows.

The wailing sound resounded through the sky for the first time,

"I was shot! Blood! A lot of blood! Help me!"

"Ah! I don't want to die! I... um..."

"Physician! I need a doctor!"

Even after a baptism of battle, it does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

Only those Daqin frontier troops who are the backbone are roaring,

"Don't look up! Protect your vitals! Shake the bamboo spear! Block the arrows!"

After the person in front fell, someone in the back quickly climbed up.

Injured people will also be pulled in for medical treatment.

The Qin army's arrows are mostly bronze and iron heads. As long as the arrow is hit, it is a wound!

It's just that these Huns have no one to rescue them!

After the shooting, the Huns did not hesitate, and the cavalry of the brigade attacked from both sides.

The movements of the Xiongnu cavalry are very simple, run, fight or ram.

Qin Jun's response is equally simple, raise a gun, assassinate or block.

It's just that every time it is carried out, dozens or hundreds of lives disappear.

The battlefield was noisy and chaotic, some people were afraid, some people panicked, some people were calm, some people were crazy.

But all this fell into Han Xin's eyes, but there was only calmness.

One after another orders were issued from his mouth, and Qin Jun also made corresponding actions.

These new troops have always been trained in this way.

It's just that others don't know that, sometimes, Han Xin even deliberately reveals a flaw to attract the Huns to attack, in order to kill more of the opponent's cavalry within a reasonable range.

Of course, these new troops do not know.

It can only be seen by those standing on high.

Zhao Lang was standing very high at this time, looking over from the high point of the Great Wall.

I saw the densely packed Qin army forming a neat formation according to the army formation, like an old turtle.

And running around were long formations of Huns, who looked like poisonous snakes.

From the initial stage of mutual testing to close combat, he could see it clearly.

The poisonous snake uses riding and shooting as a poisonous letter, and wanders around the old turtle, looking for opportunities.

The old turtle used the crossbow arrow as a sharp claw to fight back.

There are injuries on both sides.

In Zhao Lang's eyes, the old turtle lost some tortoise shells, which was nothing compared to that huge body.

The poisonous snake was only slightly thinner, and such a change was completely invisible.

On the contrary, the battle between the two sides has a different kind of beauty from a distance and a high place.

But Zhao Lang knew that every piece of tortoise shell that disappeared was dozens or hundreds of Qin soldiers.

He could also see that Han Xin deliberately exchanged his life for his life.

It's just that he stood tall and far away, so he couldn't see how the Qin troops were fighting to the death, and couldn't hear their wailing before they died.

Of course, he will not stop it, because if sacrifice is unavoidable, then it must be used for the greater good of all.

Of course, he wouldn't rejoice in the benefits that would come from it.

Not being able to do the former is a woman's benevolence, not being able to do the latter is insensitive.

"It can't be too high or too far away."

Zhao Lang muttered to himself.

"What did His Royal Highness say?"

Meng Tian answered at this time.

This time the position of coach was handed over to Han Xin, who was in charge of the rear.

So here it is.

"Um?"

Zhao Lang regained his senses at this time, and then said,

"It's nothing, it's just too far away to see the situation on the battlefield."

Meng Tian nodded at this time and said,

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, Han Xin seems to be relatively stable now."

"Today should just be testing each other, the real battle will come later."

Zhao Lang nodded, he naturally knew that it was impossible to decide the winner in a day or two when hundreds of thousands of troops fought.

Seeing Zhao Lang's expression a little uncomfortable, Meng Tian certainly knew why.

He was a little happy in his heart. If the other party was a general and the battlefield was this kind of performance, he would educate the other party.

But Zhao Lang was the prince, so it was different.

So he smiled and said,

"If we can find a way to kill Mo Dun, it will be much easier to deal with the Huns."

After killing Mo Dun, the Huns would naturally disperse.

It's just that it's basically impossible.

The opponent's protection is still very strict.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly said to the slave,

"Call Su, Big Dog, Big Cat to the tent for me."

These days, Tiansu and the Youth Army were not idle either, so they were arranged by Zhao Lang.

The second set of enticement plans was better arranged by him.

But if he could eliminate these Huns outside, why would he bring in people?

After he finished speaking, he walked towards his tent.

He can't be of much help here either.

Not long after returning to the camp, Su walked in panting with the big dog and the big dog.

"Patriarch... you... looking for us?"

They ran all the way.

Zhao Lang nodded and said quickly,

"How is the preparation over there?"

Su replied,

"The gunpowder is almost finished, but the bamboo tube is not enough."

"Now we are making a lot of small wooden barrels and cloth bags. Anyway, it can be buried and burned."

Zhao Lang nodded, he just liked the idea that the young people in Zhuangzi were not bound by ordinary rules, and quickly said,

"You go and rebuild an explosive crossbow with high accuracy and a longer range, and then send it over."

The explosive crossbow was the one Zhao Lang used to blast Xiang Yu.

Only this time, he needs a crossbow with a longer range and higher accuracy.

Hearing this, several people showed a look of embarrassment, how can this thing be so easy.

If it were that simple, they would have done it long ago, and there would be no need to cover it with firepower.

The big dog smiled bitterly at this time and said,

"Patriarch, the range of the existing bows and crossbows in the army has reached its limit, and the accuracy cannot be adjusted in a short time..."

The big dog explained it directly.

Think about it too, as the army coach, Modun will not go to the front by himself.

The distance between the two armies is probably more than a thousand meters. It is almost impossible for the current bow and crossbow to maintain accuracy at this distance.

After listening to Zhao Lang, he could only sigh, he was still anxious, and he said,

"Then it's better to prepare two first, and see if there is a chance to use it."

The big dog nodded and left with the man.

In the next time, Zhao Lang didn't go to see the battlefield again. Anyway, he couldn't do anything, so he might as well deal with military affairs.

At noon, there was a sound of gold ringing outside the tent, and Zhao Lang walked towards the central army tent.

Not long after, as the gates of the Great Wall opened, countless Qin troops returned to the Great Wall.

The logistics troop that had already been prepared immediately greeted them and began to hand over.

Let the sergeants recover their physical strength as soon as possible.

It will be an endless battle.

Zhao Lang and Meng Tian also saw Han Xin in the tent.

Meng Tian asked directly at this time,

"How's the battle going?"

Han Xin showed a slightly arrogant look at this time, and saluted and replied,

"The enemy has over 10,000 casualties!"

Both Zhao Lang and Meng Tian's eyes lit up. 10,000 people may not sound like a lot, but in fact it can be said to be a big victory!

As far as the medical conditions of the Xiongnu were concerned, the injuries could only be resisted by life, and the subsequent deaths would certainly expand.

It's just that Zhao Lang's joy didn't last long, he quickly gritted his teeth and asked,

"How about our casualties?"

Han Xin didn't hesitate and replied quickly,

"About thirteen thousand."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's mouth twitched involuntarily.

He knew that some of these sergeants were probably sent by Han Xin on purpose.

But he didn't say much, he had agreed to this life-changing strategy.

The only thing I can comfort myself is that some of these people should be able to be rescued.

But what we can meet now is that if Modun is satisfied with this result, then the next battlefield will be transformed into a grinding disc of flesh and blood!

Use the sergeants of both sides as raw materials, it depends on who can't hold it first.

But the problem is,

Will Modun be satisfied?

Zhao Lang couldn't help looking in the direction of the Xiongnu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, inside the Xiongnu camp.

Mo Dun was listening to the words of King Zuo Xian,

"Chanyu, those Yuezhi and Qiang people are a bit noisy. They lost more than 8,000 people today."

Eight thousand warriors can form a large tribe.

In other words, in one day, a large tribe disappeared.

Mo Dun's expression did not fluctuate at all. He originally regarded these people as consumables.

It can not only consume the strength of the Qin people, but also weaken the Yuezhi Qiang people to facilitate their own rule.

Therefore, he doesn't care about the casualties of the other party, he only cares about how many Qin troops these people killed,

"How about the casualties of the Qin army?"

If the casualties on both sides were similar and he didn't have the advantage, there would be no need to spend time with these Qin troops.

Letting these people scattered into Qin State means that even if these people are besieged and killed, the damage will be greater.

King Zuo Xian replied,

"About 15,000 or so, those Qin people are all fallen in pieces, so it's impossible to calculate too clearly."

Calculations on the battlefield cannot be very accurate. Of course, he must make the numbers bigger.

This will make Chanyu happier.

Sure enough, Modun showed a smile,

"Okay! There are 15,000 people, but I want to see how many Qin Jun has 15,000 people."

At this time, King Zuo Xian replied with some caution,

"Shanyu, then tomorrow..."

Modun quickly replied,

"Continue to fight them! Take them two more days, and you'll be ready to go!"

Swap the cavalry of the Yuezhi and Qiang people for the Qin army, and after they are exhausted, then use the men and horses that they have been recuperating, and try to see if they can defeat the opponent in one fell swoop!

(An An An)

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