Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 29 The Battle of Xiayang
It's sunny today, the weather is very good, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sky is clear.

There was a black crowd under the sky, and the cold weapons reflected the faint cold light, full of murderous aura.

On the plain, dozens of Qin army phalanxes lined up neatly, holding long halberds and wearing heavy armor, standing there like a towering mountain.

Meng Ao was dressed in armor, with black hair on his head, with a serious face, standing proudly on top of the chariot, with the black flag fluttering in the wind, majestic and majestic.

On the opposite side, there are long walls that stretch across the entire Xiayang like the Great Wall, surrounded by moats and moats.

Meng Ao looked at the towering walls in the distance, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but he was fearless.

Both Qin Jun and Wei Jun have already put all their chips on the gambling table.

Now is the last moment of the gamble, and it is also the most critical moment.

The hole cards of both sides will be revealed one by one, and when everyone's hole cards are all played, it will be the time to really decide the outcome.

"Let the front army attack first!" Meng Ao ordered in a deep voice.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In front of a big drum that was as tall as a person, Qin Jun's shirtless warrior vigorously waved the drumstick in his hand, and smashed it heavily towards the huge drum.

With the sound of heavy drums and the sound of loud and urgent horns, the Qin army's phalanx suddenly changed its formation, and rows of Qin soldiers quickly moved forward.

What greeted them was the dense and sharp rain of arrows from the Wei army.

Round after round of arrow rain poured down, and the Qin soldiers who rushed to the front were shot and fell to the ground.

However, the Qin army continued to advance.When there were only about [-] steps left from Wei Jun's first line of defense, Qin Jun in the front row suddenly stepped into the air and sank in, and was immediately pierced by the spikes in the pit.

In front of Qin Bing was a deep ditch three feet wide, seven or eight feet deep, covered with sharp wooden thorns below.

This ditch stopped Qin Bing from moving forward.

"put!"

Accompanied by an order, the crossbowmen of the Wei army fired the arrows in their hands without hesitation. In an instant, the dense arrows roared down from the sky like a violent storm.

There was only a muffled sound, and countless Qin soldiers died instantly on the spot. Blood flowed in the uneven soil, staining the soil red.

The Qin army in the front row erected a shield wall to resist the rain of arrows, while the Qin soldiers in the back began to fill in the pit.

Braving the rain of arrows from Wei Jun, Qin Jun moved forward slowly.

Before they came to the first trench, the Wei army had already withdrawn to the second trench through the connected tunnel, and what awaited them was still a rain of arrows and a trench full of thorns.

"General, if this continues, I'm afraid..." Kong Yu worried as he looked at the scene on the front line.

"Order the next army to get ready and continue to advance." Meng Ao ordered coldly.

"only……"

"Do it!" Meng Ao shouted angrily.

"The last general takes orders!" Kong Yu replied in a low voice, and turned around to convey Meng Ao's military order.

Before the wall, the sound of killing was loud, Wei Jun's spears were like a forest, and Qin's swords were like snow, and the two sides fought fiercely before the wall.Every quarter of an hour, hundreds of lives died, blood stained the entire land, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Qin Jun was like an endless black wave, roaring towards Wei Jun.

The defense line of the Wei army is like a rock standing proudly on the coast. No matter how you wind and waves, I will stand still.

Meng Ao looked at the Qin soldiers who had climbed the first barrier in the distance, his eyes were shining brightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Beat the drums!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The battle drums were beating wildly, the rhythm of drum beating was getting faster and faster, and the deafening sound resounded throughout the wilderness.

Qin Bing held the plain knife in his hand, and rushed forward frantically to the sound of drums. Every time they took a step forward, a look of ferocity appeared on their faces, and the steel knife in their hands swung more fiercely.

"Kill!"

"Whoever kills the head of the enemy general will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

Qin Jun's shouts of killing resounded through the sky, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, desperately biting their prey.

The two sides kept colliding, and fought hand-to-hand on the narrow ramparts and in the trenches.

Blood sprayed continuously, staining the entire gully red, corpses piled up like a mountain, stumps and broken arms were scattered on the ground at will, this was an out-and-out meat-grinding battle...

The setting sun is like blood, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on this barren land, piles of corpses, broken armor, and weapons were scattered on the ground, and the strong smell of blood permeated the whole land.

Even after paying the price of tens of thousands of people, the Qin army still stopped at the ten lines of defense outside the Wei army, unable to make any further progress.

Meng Ao's expression was stern, his eyes flickered with a frightening cold light, he scanned the battlefield, and said in a deep voice: "Ming Jin withdraws troops."

"Woo-woo-woo--"

With the sound of a melodious horn, Qin Bing finally stopped his progress.

In front of the Wei Army's middle army, Wei Wuji, the commander of the Wei Army, looked at the Qin Army slowly receding in the distance, and couldn't help but relax a little.

This tunnel tactic really worked wonders, but the troops defending the outer defense line became dead soldiers from the beginning. Their only task was to continuously consume the vital strength of the Qin army and create an advantage for the main force of the inner defense line.

.........

The bleak moonlight fell on the Qin army's camp, and the bonfire outside the camp was slowly burning, making the surrounding environment dim and bright.

In the big tent, Meng Ao was sitting behind the desk, stroking the scabbard with his palm, his eyes slightly closed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a gleam of coldness flashed away. Immediately, he said in a deep voice to the outside of the tent: "Come here!"

"The end is here." A deep voice sounded.

"Give me an order to make the third division of the left army prepare to attack." Meng Ao ordered indifferently.

"Commander Qin, let your people from the Black Ice Terrace also participate in this operation." Meng Ao looked at the man in black standing beside him and said.

"General Meng, the task I received is to protect your safety." The man in black refused Meng Ao's order.

There are many masters in the Wei army, even if he is in the big camp, there is still no guarantee that nothing will happen, and he dare not leave.

Meng Ao frowned upon hearing this, and said nothing more.

Although the Black Ice Platform is a confidential organization of the Qin military, it belongs directly to Qin Ting, and he cannot use his authority to use the Black Ice Platform without authorization.

Under the night, the Qin army quietly dispatched, and quickly approached the Wei army's outer defense line under the cover of night.

The strange thing is that in this battlefield that was once full of shouts of killing, there was no noise, only silence, and the night was full of chilling atmosphere. Except for the Qin army, there was no trace of the Wei army's activities, and the Qin army successfully occupied this fortress. wall.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Just when the Qin army was about to advance, amidst the trembling sound of the bowstring, the rain of arrows from the Wei army came overwhelming.

"Raise the shield!" General Qin roared, and Qin Jun raised his shield to block Wei Jun's attack.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow pierced the void and nailed hard into the shield.

"Pfft!"

Blood spattered on the chests of the soldiers of the Qin Army, and they staggered and fell to the ground.

Arrows shot into the soldiers of the Qin army quickly, taking away one life after another, and the soldiers of the Qin army kept falling on the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Qin army behind put wooden boards on the ground to form a simple trestle bridge.

There was no Wei army in the trench, so the trestle built by the Qin army on the pit was not blocked by the Wei army.

Qin Bing advanced along the trestle bridge, and Wei Jun's crossbow arrows continued to shoot at Qin Jun.

The turbulent Qin soldiers stepped on the bones of their comrades and kept pressing forward. The distance between the two sides was gradually shortening.

The Wei army in the seventh trench quickly withdrew along the tunnel, and withdrew towards the last wall.

Seeing the approaching Qin army, General Wei said to the messenger soldiers beside him: "Order all the ministries to prepare according to the predetermined combat plan, and wait for the enemy to advance to the sixth line of defense before filling the ditch with kerosene. The three-arrow round volley only needs to shoot with normal feather arrows, and the rockets are only allowed to be released after thirty steps away from the main formation, hurry up!"

For the night battle that the Qin army may launch, the Wei army has already made preparations.

Seeing that the Qin army had advanced to the sixth line of defense, the leading soldiers at the front shouted loudly: "The enemy is three hundred steps away from me!"

"Put fire oil on fire." General Wei ordered calmly.

The soldiers of the Wei army who had been prepared for a long time immediately opened the oil tanks and poured dark yellow flowing oil into the drains that had been designed. Dozens of long trenches that were only about half a foot deep soon turned into two small dark yellow streams. Creek, a pungent smell of oil immediately filled the entire battlefield.

The sharp soldier shouted loudly again: "The enemy is one hundred or twenty steps away from me!"

General Wei waved his hand violently: "The crossbowmen in the front row, get ready!"

The [-] crossbowmen in the first row unhurriedly nocked their arrows and aimed at the Qin army array in the distance, ready to shoot at any time.

In the dark night, Qin Jun holding a torch is particularly conspicuous.

"The enemy is sixty steps away from me!"

"Shoot the arrow—"

A round of arrow rain flew out from the formation of the Wei army, and the dense raindrops of arrows flew through the space of hundreds of meters with a screaming sound, and ruthlessly pierced into the opposite Qin army formation.

In an instant, the crowd of the Qin army on the opposite side fell down one by one like wheat that had been cut down, screaming and wailing again and again.

But this did not stop the Qin army's offensive in the slightest.

The crossbowmen of the Wei army were still firing their sharp weapons, and the rain of arrows poured out endlessly. Wave after wave of soldiers of the Qin army turned into corpses in a pool of blood in front of this terrifying arrow rain...

"The enemy is forty steps away from me!"

"Spearmen line up! Rockets in the crossbow hands!" The general of the Wei Army shouted in a deep voice, while raising the long sword in his hand.

When the front army of the Qin army advanced to only [-] steps away from the main formation of the Wei army, the long sword in his hand fell suddenly: "Shoot the arrow—"

In an instant, Wei Jun's rockets splashed out like a storm, covering the opposite Qin Army's position in an instant.

boom--

Accompanied by a loud noise, a hot fireball soared into the sky, and the blazing flames illuminated the Qin army on the opposite side as if it were daytime. Among the thick smoke, sparks fell into the fire oil channel, and immediately ignited, several fire dragons soared into the sky Then, a blazing sea of ​​flames enveloped the entire battlefield in an instant.

The tens of thousands of soldiers of the Qin Army who were in the sea of ​​flames couldn't escape at all, and were instantly swallowed up by the scorching air waves. There were screams one after another, almost filling the entire valley.

Qin general Meng Ao, who was watching the battle in front of the camp, looked at this scene, his eyes changed slightly, but the expression on his face did not appear too sad, but he ordered indifferently: "Send cavalry to raid the east of Yanghe to prevent The Wei army on the opposite bank took advantage of the situation and rushed to kill, and ordered the reserve troops to withdraw."

"The last general takes orders!" The guards on the side retreated in response.

Looking at the raging fire ahead, Meng Ao knew that the night battle was no longer feasible, so he decisively ordered to withdraw his troops.

In front of the Wei army's position on the west bank of Yanghe River, Fu Nian looked at the raging fire on the Qin army's position, feeling a little inexplicable.

The fierce fire oil and the anti-night attack tactics were formulated by him. This wave of fire killed tens of thousands of lives.

The flames of war are constantly burning, and there is no end to the battle.Fighting to death in the field, the sound of the defeated horse's cry to the sky mourns.The black kite pecks people's intestines and flies on the dead branches.The soldiers are reckless, but the general is empty.

Soldiers are weapons of murder, and they must be used as a last resort.

It should be about to start over there. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Qin Army's camp. Qin Army was not the only one preparing to attack at night.

(End of this chapter)