Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 181 The Last Gambler
On the front line of Hangu Pass, there was a very miraculous scene. Facing the camp of the Qin Army, the Allied Forces of the Five Nations did not attack or retreat. They just stood there quietly, as if they were waiting for something.

Such a miraculous scene made Huang Xie, who was in the camp of the remnants of the Chu State, feel numb. Only Xiang Yan was furious.

"This has always been the case with joint verticals. When there is a downwind, everyone is scrambling to be the first, for fear that it will not be beneficial to slow down. When the wind is headwind, one by one shrinks back, for fear of getting hurt. What's the point of such a joint vertical?" The laughing Xiang Yan couldn't help feeling a sense of sadness.

Consolidation is obviously the most beneficial thing for Han, Zhao, and Wei, the kingdoms of the Jin Dynasty. Although Chu is also facing pressure from Qin, Han, Zhao, and Wei are the countries that face the threat of Qin. Why don't they think about their own future? , if the Qin army goes east, can they stop it?

"It's useless to talk too much. It seems that we won't be able to stay here for long. This is probably the last time we'll see Hangu Pass in Qin State. From now on, alas..." Huang Xie sighed, as if he had already seen it. The ending of the Five Kingdoms.

Qin is strong, but not strong enough to fight against the whole world with one country. Unfortunately, what Qin wants to fight against is not the whole world, but countries with their own ideas.

Among the countries, there are so many so-called smart people, that they have their own ideas and calculate too much, and in the end it can only be nothing.

"Prepare the soldiers and horses. We are about to retreat. There are not many left in our army. We must bring them back to Chu State safely. We have to be on guard. We can't work together when we attack, and it will only be more dirty when we retreat." Huang Xie reminded Xiang Yan.

When the Chu army camp was downcast, Lu Buwei finally led his army out of the high mountains.

I hope this time the old man made the right bet, otherwise, even the old man would not be able to bear the price.Lu Buwei glanced at the mountains behind him, and ran towards Xianyang with the army, regardless of his weakened body.

On the second day, during the march, Lu Buwei finally got news from Xianyang, a news that made him completely relieved.

"The coalition forces of Zhao and Wei were blocked in Mincheng?" Looking at the scroll from Xianyang Palace in his hand, Lu Buwei has never been at ease, and now he is completely relieved.

"Qin is still Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Lu Buwei mused, he saw familiar names and unfamiliar names in the scroll, but no matter which name it was, Qin at this time was undoubtedly a hero exist.

"Order the three armies to go straight to Mincheng."

When Lu Buwei led tens of thousands of Qin troops towards Mincheng, the offensive and defensive battle under Mincheng had been going on for four days. Five days of fighting.

Min City under the setting sun like blood, under the onslaught of Zhao Jun's side cavalry and Wei Wu's soldiers, Min City's defenders suffered heavy casualties. After all, more than half of the defenders in the city are just civilian husbands, although in this era where all people are soldiers , even civilian husbands have relatively good combat power, but after all, compared with the most elite troops of Zhao and Wei, even with the city wall as their backing, the defenders of Mincheng still suffered huge casualties.

If it weren't for the cavalry cavalry guards outside the city to support them, they would break through the enemy's obstruction time and time again when the city was in danger, stopping the enemy's offensive and allowing the defenders in the city to breathe If so, I'm afraid Mincheng can't take it anymore.

But it is precisely because of this that the reduction in the number of [-] imperial guards is very serious. In just three days, nearly half of the casualties have been lost, and among the casualties, more than half of them were directly killed. With the continuous reduction of personnel, if the imperial guards want to attack the Zhao Wei coalition army, the price they have to pay will only be greater than before.

"It can last for two days at most." On the city wall of Mincheng, Wang Jian, with a disheveled beard and hair, looked at the enemy barracks below the city, and his words were full of solemnity.

"General Wang, two days may be enough." The Mincheng county lieutenant said beside him. As for the Mincheng county magistrate, he was seriously injured by a first-rate arrow in yesterday's battle, and now he is lying on the sickbed, struggling between life and death.

"I'm talking about two days when the entire guard outside the city was wiped out," Wang Jian said.

"This?" Mincheng county captain was silent. If the three thousand imperial guards were wiped out, even if they defended Mincheng, they would not be able to explain to Xianyang.

At the head of the Jingshui pontoon bridge, Yang Ming, Li Xin, and Wang Ben were sitting on the ground, scratching their messy hair casually. The continuous fighting left them with no time to organize their appearance.

"Tomorrow we will be in real danger." Yang Ming looked at Jingshui who was rolling eastward.

The Jingshui at this time is very beautiful. In the evening, the water surface is rippling with waves, twinkling and twinkling, like a golden belt in the Guanzhong Plain. There are pontoon bridges, three war horses, and three generals sitting on the ground. In the distance is a huge The battlefield, for a while, really has a special artistic conception.

Unfortunately, under the beauty is a cruel and cold reality.

"Zhongcheng is saying that Pang Nuan's patience is about to be tortured by us. Is he going to focus on attacking us tomorrow?" Li Xin asked.

Here, he has learned to be humble, because not only Yang Ming, but even Wang Ben has the ability to make him humble.

"Actually, Pang Nuan should have dealt with us with all his strength from the very beginning. Unfortunately, Xianyang was so tempting that he blinded his eyes. But today he has already realized that the battle this afternoon is because he lured us. In ambush?" Wang Ben asked.

In the afternoon battle, Pang Nuan still attacked the city as before, but when the imperial guards supported the Mincheng defenders, he was almost surrounded by Zhao Jun's side cavalry and Wei Wuzu. If it wasn't for Yang Ming Seeing the opportunity quickly, whether they can rush out is really a question.

"Although Xianyang is good, it's not that easy to win. Pang Nuan shouldn't have thought about capturing Xianyang from the very beginning. If he changed his mind, it might be a different situation now." Yang Ming shook his head.

Pang Nuan and Zhao Guo behind him have always had a lot of gambling. From the time when Zhao Wuling Wang Zhaoyong wanted to go south from the north bank of the Yellow River to attack Xianyang, to the Battle of Changping that year, and then Pang Nuan rushed to Xianyang at this time All battles are like this.

"If Zhongcheng is Pang Nuan, what will Zhongcheng do?" Li Xin asked.

"Whether it is to encircle the spot to fight for aid, or to support the front-line five-nation coalition to attack the defenders of Hangu Pass from behind, it is a wise choice. Of course, considering the situation of Zhao Guo's frontier cavalry, encircling the spot for aid should be the best choice." A better choice." Yang Ming laughed.

Suddenly, Yang Ming's expression froze, he stood up from the ground suddenly, and looked towards the direction of the coalition barracks with a more dignified expression.

"Zhongcheng, what's the matter?" Li Xin and Wang Ben stood up quickly, and looked towards the direction of the coalition barracks.

"It seems that Pang Nuan really hated us to the limit. He is not going to give us a chance to breathe." Yang Ming said solemnly.

"The enemy wants to fight at night?" Li Xin asked in amazement.

"I'm afraid so. It's just that night battles are not a good choice for both sides. Why did Pang Nuan choose night battles?" Yang Ming hesitated.

"Could it be that the frontline army has come back to help?" Yang Ming thought about it, but felt that this was also a possibility.

"If that's the case, wouldn't we have won the battle?" Li Xin cheered up. If the army returns to help, then their military exploits will be achieved in this battle.

"Qin is victorious, but we? We still have to live to experience the joy of victory. Get ready, we won't be able to rest tonight." Yang Ming said.

The front-line army returns to aid, Mincheng can certainly be safe, but at the same time it will also put Yang Ming and his guards in a desperate situation. Annihilate Yang Ming's guard at all costs.

Pang Nuan is a very vengeful and careless old fellow.

After receiving the military order, the guards who were resting in the Shazhou barracks got up quickly one by one, lined up in formation, and waited for further military orders.

As time passed, a long dragon of torches was fired in the coalition barracks, heading towards the bank of Jingshui.

"Right now we can only defend, as long as we hold this pontoon bridge, so as not to cut off our way forward, order, a team of 20 people will follow me in turn to guard the bridgehead of the pontoon bridge." Yang Ming ordered.

The pontoon bridge must never be lost, even within a few dozen steps of the bridge head, otherwise these people will really be blocked on the sandbar. Without knowing when the reinforcements will arrive, the imperial guards You can't retreat, otherwise those people in Mincheng will be in danger.

Li Xin opened his mouth, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say. If the enemy wants to fight to the death, he should avoid their sharp edge, but right now, it's not suitable to say these things.

As the torch dragon got closer and closer, Yang Ming finally saw his opponent this time, a mixed army consisting of Zhao Guo's border cavalry and Wei Wuzu, with thousands of people.

With the sound of horns, 20 imperial guards guarded the bridge and waited for it, while Wei Wuzu stood out. On the limited battlefield at the bridgehead, of course, the presence of Wei Wuzu is more suitable for attacking and defending. The state of Qin guards.

Wei Wuzu marched neatly, with 25 people as a line, five lines as a formation, five formations as one, and five divisions, retreating towards the bridge.

Yang Ming put down the Canglong Wentian Halberd in his hand, and put his palm on the hilt of the sword at his waist. For short combat, of course he still needs to use Tianwen.

With a neat pace, Wei Wuzu finally got closer and closer in Yang Ming's sight, and the battle was imminent.

"Kill." After a while of shouting together, Wei Wuzu and Qin's imperial guards met for the first time.

Yang Ming slapped an iron shield to pieces with one palm, and then Tianwen slashed across, the sharp blade radiated a lingering sword, breaking Wei Wuzu's heavy armor and cutting off his life.

This is just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)