my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 161

The sixth day of March.

It is suitable for marriage, sacrifice, consecration, blessing, fire, and expedition!
This season, if it is in Guanzhong, then it has come to spring back to the earth and the season of recovery of all things.The snow on the ground has melted, and countless people have survived the cold winter. They are about to carry plows and lei, and enter the fields to start the new year's work.

But under Wushao Ridge, the weather is still cold, and white snow can be seen everywhere.

Without a fire, everyone ate a few handfuls of fried noodles in hot water that was still warm, and ate a few pieces of dried meat that had been hardened by the air. With a faint reflection, it moved towards the Pubu silently.

Looking down from a high altitude, the snow is like a moving black spot.

The night is dark and windy.

Zhang Han held up his binoculars and looked at the large camp in front of the Pu tribe.

It is located in the upper reaches of the Shiyang River, and there are many tributaries in the upper reaches of the Shiyang River. On the bank of a river with lush water grass.

At this point, it's midnight.

The weather was cold, and most of the people in the Pu tribe had already fallen asleep.The torches erected outside the tent flickered in the cold wind, shining on the bored faces of several Tupu soldiers on duty around the fire.

"I don't know when the king will come back. It is said that the army of the Qin people has already arrived in Jiuyuan..."

A few soldiers were chatting while warming themselves by the fire.

"I guess it should be soon—"

An older man casually took off the cow bag hanging from his waist and took a gulp. Then he wiped the wine stains from his beard and replied with a frown.

"Our Lupu tribe is the closest to Daqin. If the Qin army wants to come, I'm afraid the first target will be us..."

"Uncle Uwe, if the people from Qin are coming, can we fight..."

A young man with an immature face suddenly raised his head and looked at Uncle Uwe, who was the oldest.The middle-aged man called Uncle Uwe's eyes were in a daze for a moment, as if recalling something from the past, he fiddled with the bonfire in front of him one after another.

"If our king doesn't get the support of Touman Shanyu this time, it will be very difficult..."

Having said that, Uncle Uwe paused for a moment.

"Could you have forgotten how we lost the Hetao Plain..."

As soon as Uncle Uwe said this, everyone fell silent, and lost interest in speaking for a while.

Perhaps sensing everyone's depression, Uncle Uwe subconsciously picked up the wine bag and took a big gulp, then threw it to several companions who were on duty together.

"It's a bit cold today—everyone drinks to warm up..."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Uwe suddenly lowered his voice.

"However, I heard from the people above that the person who came this time was not the demon named Meng Tian from Daqin, nor the famous Wang Ben, but a young man named Zhao Ying—it is said that he is only sixteen... "

"Smaller than me—"

Hearing Uncle Uwe talk about this, the young boy with a somewhat immature face opened his eyes wide in surprise, and several other companions also showed a look of searching.

"It is said that it is the grandson of the First Emperor—"

Having said that, Uncle Uwe let out a hey inexplicably.

"So, we may not have a chance this time. If we can win a beautiful battle, who would dare to underestimate our Pu tribe in the future? Including the Qiemo tribe, we all have to bow their heads when they see us—I I've heard people say that the above also means the same thing—this is a good opportunity for our Pu tribe to rise..."

I don't know if this rhetoric touched the hearts of several people, the atmosphere of the few people in front of the fire gradually became lively again.

"You say, why are those people up there so nervous? The army of the Qin people is still in Jiuyuan, and they haven't even crossed the Yellow River. Let us brothers come out to guard..."

"Those sons of bitches know that they are happy, and they don't care about our lives—at this time, let our brothers come out to suffer from the cold, and they themselves hug the little lady they snatched from the other side of the river. They don't know how happy they are. Woolen cloth--"

"Didn't you also snatch a woman from the Qin Dynasty—tsk, tell me, how does it feel..."

Several Xiongnu men gathered together, and suddenly let out a burst of laughter that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.The past few times of hitting the grass valley, it was unexpected, and it can be said that the harvest was quite fruitful.

Many people have snatched food for the winter, and they even snatched back many women from the Qin people.

Several miles away, Zhang Han couldn't hear their movements, but through the binoculars, he could clearly see the actions of the men.He patiently observed the situation of the men on duty in the Pu Department, motionless, like a hunting mountain leopard, patiently waiting for the best opportunity.

Time passed slowly.

Seeing that the time of ugliness was about to pass, outside the Pu Department, several men on duty also lost interest in talking. They hugged their shoulders one by one, and squatted by the fire to take a nap. The oldest uncle Uwe got up and put After drinking water once, I shivered uncontrollably.

I looked around and saw that there was nothing unusual, so I wrapped myself in a sheepskin jacket, cursed and went back to my tent to sleep.

Daqin's army is still in Jiuyuan County, and they haven't even crossed the Yellow River, why are they so nervous!
As a veteran of many years, he knew very well that at this point in time, those people above must have fallen into a sweet dream, and no one would come out to inspect the situation of these unlucky bastards.

Uncle Uwe was the first, but definitely not the last.

Soon, there was only the young boy with an immature complexion left beside the fire. He curled up and moved closer to the fire. Then, he wrapped himself in the sheepskin and narrowed his eyes slightly. Under the roasting, he gradually fell into a sweet dreamland...

miles away.

Zhang Han got on his horse and waved his hand.

"Get on the horse—"

The order was passed on quietly, and the seven thousand elites moved their hands and feet that were a little stiff from the cold, and climbed on the horseback one after another, looking at the tent of the Pubu tent that was faintly visible in the distance, with a look of excitement in their eyes.

The war horses gradually accelerated, and gradually merged into a black wave, rolling towards the Pubu in an unstoppable posture.

The young man with an immature complexion who was squatting by the campfire and taking a nap suddenly felt that the ground under his buttocks seemed to be shaking a bit.

Can't help but slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, the vibration of the ground under his feet became more and more intense, and gradually the sound of thunderous hooves could be heard.He suddenly shivered and stood up abruptly.

Not far away, with the slight reflection of snow, the figure of the enemy has been blurred!
He couldn't help but his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

"enemy--"

Before he could say the word "enemy attack", he felt as if his neck was bitten by something, and then his voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Boundless sleepiness surged, his eyes went dark, and he fell headfirst onto the bonfire in front of him.

In fact, without him shouting, some experienced soldiers of the Pu tribe had already sensed the abnormality, got up from the bed one after another, and touched the scimitar hanging on the tent with their bare feet.

Unfortunately, it's too late——

Before they could react, the army led by Zhang Han, like an extremely sharp wedge, slammed into the disheveled soldiers of the Tupu tribe who hadn't even had time to pick up their weapons and equipment.

Unprepared.

In addition, while Zhang Han was rushing to kill, he pulled out the torches standing outside and ignited the tent beside him. The entire Tupu tribe soon fell into a sea of ​​flames.

This is destined to be a one-sided massacre.

Zhang Han didn't give them a chance to assemble and organize a resistance at all. He led his [-] cavalry to outflank them several times, and disrupted the manpower of the brave warriors of the Pu tribe.

Quite a few people gritted their teeth, their canthus cracked, and wanted to fight the army that suddenly appeared, but this soldier in black armor was as slippery as a loach in a puddle, and they would not let them charge head-on. Chance.No matter which way they charged, what greeted them was a wave of arrows hitting their faces...

"Young master, hurry up, go to the stable—"

In the melee, a group of elite men surrounded a young man with a flustered face, and retreated while waving the scimitar in his hand.

"Young master, don't panic, as long as we can return to the racecourse, there is still a chance for everything - there are tens of thousands of our horses there, no one can resist tens of thousands of horses that have gone mad - just afraid that after the king returns , we are not good at explaining..."

"At this time, I can't take care of so much. If we don't do anything, our Pu family will be finished! The horses are gone, we can raise them again, and the people are gone, then everything will be too late——When the father comes back, I I'll explain it to him..."

Although the boy was flustered, his mind was extremely clear.

Although the racecourse is the lifeblood of the Pu tribe, if the Pu tribe is gone, it is useless to keep the racecourse!
Unfortunately, however, they didn't have the chance.

When they led the more than 2000 ethnic groups that had managed to organize, and hurriedly retreated to the racecourse, they bumped into Zhao Ying who had already controlled the racecourse...

"Everyone, charge with me—"

Zhao Ying waved his big hand excitedly, and charged forward with the Tianlong Breaking Halberd!

Because of the need to cover up his whereabouts, Zhao Ying's chariot had already been thrown to Li Xin who was behind.Therefore, his first battle became infantry.

But his speed is really too fast, not inferior to galloping horses at all.

Before Wang Li and Fan Kui behind him could react, Zhao Ying rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

Tianlong broke the city with a halberd and swept wildly.

All the people they encountered were either split in two or thrown sideways, leaving the air dripping with minced meat.The wind blows the grass, and the enemies in front of him fall down like wheat!

Instantly cleared a large piece.

Everyone: ...

The violent smell of blood permeated instantly——

After living for two lifetimes, this is Zhao Ying's first time to kill someone. He thought that he would have some emergency reactions to kill like the one written in the novel, such as nausea and vomiting.

As a result, no!
On the contrary, I am a little excited--

This scene is really too cruel!
Even though many of the Huns killed people like hemp, even though the soldiers of the Qin army behind them were battle-hardened, they still couldn't help but feel a little numb when they saw the scene in front of them.

Unstoppable!

No matter whether it was a man or a war horse, they couldn't stop a blow from the emperor's eldest grandson's halberd.

"I, we surrender—"

Before Zhao Ying rushed forward, the boy rolled down from the horse with a grunt, throwing away the weapon in his hand.

No one laughed at his cowardice, because just now, everyone saw Zhao Ying's terrifying force and the Great Qin cavalry that was about to rush up behind him.

In the darkness, it was so dark that they couldn't tell how many people had come.

Seeing that the other party surrendered directly, Zhao Ying stopped with some regret.

With a big wave of his hand, someone came over to clean up the mess.

He himself, with the [-] elite soldiers he assigned, went straight to the end.

The movement here may not be concealed from Qiemo's eyes and ears.

His purpose is simple, if the Qiemo tribe brings troops to help, he will join Han Xin in a sniper battle, if the Qiemo does not move, he will go straight to the Qiemo with Han Xin.

Before they react, hit them by surprise!
……

However, what they didn't know was that just as he and Zhang Han's soldiers split into two groups and approached the Jupu tribe, Han Xin had brought his own army and approached the camp at the end of Qiebu with open fire!
From a distance, it looks like a firefly in the dark night, how conspicuous it is, how conspicuous it is.

Liu Dating, who was assigned to Han Xin by Zhao Ying, couldn't help but keep sucking his lips.

This bastard named Han Xin must have lost his mind. Such a good opportunity, wouldn't it be nice to have a sneak attack?It is clearly a situation where the enemy is clear and we are dark, but it has been played abruptly into an enemy who is dark and we are clear...

But he can't—

The man was soft-spoken, and he didn't persuade him even after several times of persuasion, and he almost received the military law on the spot.

Hades is hard to persuade the damned ghost——

He secretly tugged on Lu Wan's sleeve and winked.

Lu Wan immediately understood, and the two of them slowed down without a trace, and fell behind the team unconsciously.

It is definitely impossible to run now, but if the situation is not good later, at least run faster than them here!
This is the experience that the two brothers have summed up in Pei County for many years!
Han Xin spoke loudly, and the people of the Qiemo tribe were not blind, so they naturally discovered their whereabouts. Before they approached the tribe, more than 1 Hun cavalry came up to meet them.

"Shoot the arrow—"

Han Xin put down the binoculars in his hand, and raised the command flag in his hand without changing his expression.

After Mohist Ji Ziqin took the longbow improved by the Mohist apprentices, the range was far beyond the crude bows and arrows of the Huns. Before they rushed over, a large area was knocked down by Han Xin's three waves of bows and arrows.

Seeing that the enemy was about to charge over, Han Xinling waved his flag, changed his formation, separated left and right, and gave up his position in the central army.

Then, leaving the left and right armies frantically shooting arrows to obstruct him, the central army led by him turned around and ran away...

And at the end: ...

I thought what a great hero came, but I didn't expect it to be here?
Just a face-to-face meeting, he left his subordinates and ran away by himself——

When they thought that these people were all under the command of a sixteen-year-old Huangkou Ruzi in Daqin, everyone immediately felt relieved.

How normal is this—

What kind of strong soldiers do you expect from a grandson who has never been on the battlefield, maybe not even killed a lamb?
PS: I have something to do today, I went back to my hometown, and the promise of adding more will be postponed.But not less.

(End of this chapter)