The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire

It can be said that after these two battles and the fermentation of these two months, the name of the soft-legged shrimp of Qi State has been recited throughout the world.

The big man of the Qi State in the past has long since become a slang term used to satirize men's weakness and incompetence.

The decline of Qi State, and the contempt of other countries, can be seen from this.

Everyone in Qi State had heard about such a matter, but it was quickly ignored by them.

King Qi said: Don't care about such small things, don't care.

The Minister of State of Qi said: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. How can we gentlemen be compared with these vulgar and reckless people?"

Ordinary people in Qi State said: What? Say our family is a soft-legged shrimp, who said it, stand up and look at our burly figure, is it a soft-legged shrimp? Hey, why are my legs shaking?

"Soldiers, look in front of you. Although those are dressed like human beings inside and out, they are just some soft-legged shrimps wearing human skin! They look quite powerful, but they are all paper tigers, which can be broken with a poke. They are our transportation captains, if we take them down, their clothes and equipment will be ours!"

In front of the coalition army, the battle was about to break out at this moment. The general of a thousand-man team was riding his tall horse, running around constantly, loudly cheering for the soldiers under his command.

This kind of scene can be seen everywhere on the battlefield where the entire coalition forces lined up for dozens of miles.

Similarly, on the opposite side of the coalition army, the Qi State army is in formation.

"Big fellows of the Qi Kingdom, there are some rumors recently that we can't do it! Tell me, can you do it?" A little white face with a pink face, red ears, and dancing hands and feet stood a little unsteadily on the carriage he was using, with a hoarse and sharp voice. voice, followed Qi Jun in front of him and said.

"Okay, okay, okay!" In front of the white-faced general, countless thick bearded and excited men shouted vigorously.

Well, the white-faced general feels a little wrong.

Those imposing soldiers in front, why their eyes are a little erratic, and their hands holding weapons are a little trembling!

"Illusion, haha, it must be an illusion, yes, that's right, it's an illusion!" the white-faced general thought in his heart.

Not long after, the drums and thunder sounded, and the armies fought.

Walking in the front is the invincible elite guards of the Qi State known as the eternal guardians of the Qi State. They have a resounding title, Qi Guo fighters.

Martial arts fighters, the elite soldiers and horses of Qi State, are all skilled in martial arts, and they are very good at fencing. It was specially selected from the rivers and lakes tourists and local heroes as a solid force to rely on.

It is extremely difficult to train and select this kind of fighters, even if the wealth of the Qi State is the best in the world, it cannot maintain too much. Now the entire Qi State has been arrested, and there are only 50,000 fighters.

Now, these 50,000 symbols of the spirit of Qi, the myths in the army, are at the forefront of the battlefield, declaring their strength to every Qi person, and inspiring their spirit.

Behind the martial fighters, there are 100,000 elite standing troops assembled by the Qi Kingdom. Although their force is not as good as the martial arts in front, they are still much better looking than the ordinary sergeants who temporarily catch strong men behind.

At least, each of these 100,000 standing troops has experienced one or two wars and has a little war experience, so there will be no jokes about peeing their pants.

And in the rear, there is an army composed of young and strong men from the state of Qi. Although they have no experience in war, after all, Qi has been at peace for a long time, and there has been no war for many years.

But they are all composed of middle-aged men between 20 and 40 years old, all of them are energetic and burly, and it is the peak moment of a man's life.

At the end, there are those old men, children, and some women in the motley army. Not much to say about their combat effectiveness.

Looking back at the coalition forces, in front of them is an elite and powerful army cobbled together by Zhao, Wei, Chu, and Yan, who has a life-and-death enmity with Qi.

These soldiers and horses are not many in number, about 100,000, but they are an extremely important force for all countries.

All of them have experienced hundreds of battles. In the previous wars, they participated in the battles with the Qin State, or the Hu people in the north, or with some countries in the coalition army.

It can be said that they are used to fighting in any terrain, in any scene, and in any form, and they are often able to win the battle.

This kind of elite is a country's heavy weapon for suppressing luck, and it cannot be moved lightly. Once it moves, it is the momentum of thunder.

In the back, there are some veterans who have just participated in the war with Qin before and have some battlefield experience, but their own strength cannot keep up.

Among these people, there are 300,000 of the 800,000 troops of the coalition army.

At the end, there are the newly recruited young men from the coalition forces, most of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled, and they are the leftovers from the previous recruitment of strong men by various countries.

It's just that now that the coalition forces are fighting continuously, they find that they don't have enough manpower, so they pull these people over to make up the number.

Such a composition of the two parties is extremely complicated and yet extremely simple.

A moment later, the forwards of the two sides fought, and Qi's martial arts were worthy of their name.

All the soldiers were extremely skillful in their hands and possessed superb sword skills. A pair of long swords made flowers in their hands, dazzling under the sunlight, like a fairy.

Even the coalition soldiers on the opposite side, those who had experienced many battles, couldn't see through their paths and couldn't keep up with the traces of their sword dancing.

However, this is a battlefield, and no amount of tricks is as effective as a simple sword.

Even if the swords of these fighters from the Qi State are dancing like flowers, it will not save their lives.

There was a puff.

The soldier of the coalition army on the opposite side pierced the fighter's chest with his sword.

There was a snort.

The sword was drawn from the fighter's chest again.

Afterwards, the wound was pooled with blood, and the fighter opened his eyes wide, grasping something with both hands, and fell down with a look of disbelief.

This kind of scene is not uncommon at the forefront of the battlefield, where the battle is the most intense.

These fighters have long been corrupted by the long and peaceful life.

When the whole country of Qi enjoyed peace and pursued prosperity, these fighters inevitably changed their insistence for their own jobs.

The princes and nobles of the Qi Kingdom, they don't want to see those simple and crude memories of murder, but want to see the kind of fancy swordsmanship that is like a dance, similar to an immortal.

And this kind of thinking occupies the majority, so, being able to master fancy swordsmanship and perform an art with the long sword in his hand has become a measure of whether a swordsman's swordsmanship is brilliant.

Throughout Qi, all the swordsmen who aspired to fame and fortune gave up their original murderous swordsmanship and turned to pursue this sissy swordsmanship.

Ever since, on the battlefield today, these swordsmanship used for performance, these swordsmen used for performance, are now performing fancy tricks in front of the coalition soldiers.

The coalition soldiers said: We enjoyed watching it very much, continue, continue, and it is best for the people behind to come to this wave.