My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 491 Qin people who are proficient in arithmetic
On this day, the weather was very gloomy, and cool raindrops fell from time to time, tickling Qin Jun's face.

Qin Jun always looks the same.

He wears his hair in a bun on the left side, has a mustache at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes are like slightly flat apricot kernels.

Different types of soldiers in the army wear silk scarves of different colors; soldiers of different ranks have different accessories on their clothes to distinguish them.

Under the shining of the sun, when the long-distance Qin army finally fought the decisive battle with the Chu state, the team had long turned into a colorful mass. Only the left-sided bun made them look different from the Chu people.

Many people have a misunderstanding that Qin people are black, which means that all Qin people wear black clothes.

This is not the case at all.

The people of Qin are still black, which only describes the preferences of the nobles. Nobles like to wear black to show their status. Black itself will give people a dignified, steady and solemn visual experience.

In fact, no matter in life or in battle, the Qin army will not show off with uniform black clothes.

Even if you think about it with your feet, you will know how it is possible for people in a country to all wear black clothes. How depressing it would be.

The life of the ancients was very simple, and ordinary civilians only had two sets of clothes. One set of clothes is worn for daily work, and one set of clothes is worn for formal occasions when meeting guests.

All men understand this.

In the distance, the sky is covered with endless clouds, making people feel a sense of oppression.

The Qin army wore colorful clothes, and the Chu army also wore colorful clothes.

Human beings are the most hateful, bad, and lovable animals in the world.

"Today, either you die or I die."

Before the war, everyone cherished each other and regarded themselves as extremely precious lives. They also silently said in their hearts that no one who wanted to die would come to take their lives.

In such an era, getting everyone to prepare clothes of exactly the same style and color was a huge project in itself. In terms of human ethics, it is also ridiculous.

In daily life, most men and women among the common people wear clothes made of Gebu. The colors of the clothes are even more diverse, including red, green, scarlet, cyan, and blue.

As the war drums beat, the lines of the two armies began to advance with great momentum.

But once on the battlefield, everything changed.

Soon, the Qin army and the Chu army staggered on the battlefield.

The soldiers of both armies had cold and determined expressions on their faces, and they stood tall and held spears in their hands. A big battle was coming at any time.

The soldiers looked forward with worry in their eyes. The people on the opposite side were just like them, they were human beings.

There is no such thing as a one-size-fits-all approach.

It's just that the soldiers on both sides are wearing armor.

When the war is very urgent, soldiers need to buy their own cloth to make military uniforms. In this way, once the war lasts for a long time, the front-line combat troops will look colorful from a distance.

On the battlefield, the Qin army also wore brightly colored military uniforms.

The rain in the sky started to fall a little harder, the wind whistled, and countless green leaves fell to the ground.

Add clothes underneath in the winter, and one piece of clothing can last for several years.

But they all know that either you die or I die.

At the beginning, the battlefield was really tragic.

The Chu army had been talking about the prince of Qin, as if Fusu suddenly turned into a saint.

But on the battlefield, the Qin army did not care about martial ethics at all. Regardless of his benevolence and righteousness, kill the opponent first and then talk about it.

The Qin army waited and waited, charging forward fearlessly and without any burden.

Although the people of Chu were determined to fight to the death, some people had luck and illusions about Qin after hearing about Prince Qin's plan.

They hesitated.

Who knows, the prince of Qin, Fusu, used to be a man of his word. The soldiers' shouts of killing shook the sky, their swords were unsheathed, and the blades flashed in the sunlight, forming streaks of cold light.

Every time the cold light flashes in front of people's eyes, someone will die and return to the embrace of the earth forever.

Every time the crossbow clicked and a sharp explosion filled the air, countless blood spattered on the hilltop and on the grass. Everywhere was shockingly red.

The originally beautiful mountains and rivers were suddenly stained red with blood.

After the first echelon confrontation between Qin and Chu, the Chu army did not have the advantage. It's still an old problem. Chu State lags far behind the Qin army in terms of systems and utensils.

Suddenly, a huge drumbeat sounded across the sky, and the Qin army received the order to advance. They drove their chariots towards the Chu army, and the two armies began a more intense battle.

Jing Luan didn't know when he moved from the middle of the army to the front line. He was only fifty steps away from the Qin army's crossbow machine.

"Everyone, get up here and hold them back! Don't let them move forward!"

War horses galloped, armor collided, and swords and swords intertwined into a deadly web.

Seven hundred thousand lives, fighting for a chance to live together on the curtain of blood.

The soldiers who were charging at the front had blood on their sword handles that were too slippery to hold.

In order to be the one who returned home to hold the child, these soldiers tore off their clothes, wrapped them around the hilts of their swords, and continued to assassinate.

The charger's eyes had long since turned as scarlet as a rabbit.

On the battlefield, there were killing sounds and wailings.

Those who fell on the ground were humans; those who were alive and wielding weapons were beasts!

Slowly, corpses began to pile up on the battlefield, and blood formed small streams, flowing on the grassland, exuding a strong fishy smell.

But soon, the Qin army gained the upper hand.

The Qin army dispersed the Chu army by dividing the battlefield as agreed in advance; then the Qin army rode horses and drove chariots to drive the Chu army into the pit they had dug in advance, and shouted at them to throw away their weapons and jump in. .

In this way, they drove many Chu people away from the main battlefield slowly, but they had to jump into the trenches dug in advance.

The Qin people dug the pits themselves, and the Chu people dug the trenches themselves.

Slowly, there was no blood on the battlefield.

The Chu army was gradually dispersed. Jing Luan's body was hung on the chariot by the Qin army, and they drove in a show of force.

The people of Chu were afraid of death, so they thought of fighting the people of Qin. When they saw a large group of people shouting that they would not die if they dropped their weapons, they naturally hesitated.

Slowly, the Chu army began to disperse.

The Qin army was like herding sheep, driving the Chu army in all directions.

The people of Qin are proficient in arithmetic.

The people of Qin, who have memorized multiplication tables since they were young, could not understand that it was more cost-effective to surround ten Chu troops or to risk their lives to seize the head of one enemy soldier.

In the case of gaining the upper hand, the former is obviously more cost-effective.

No one really thinks that Fusu can change the world just by talking.

So everyone in the Qin army began to clamor for the Chu army to put down their weapons and surrender so that they would not die.

The Chu army put down their weapons, and sure enough, the Qin army kept their promise and really gathered them.

The war became more and more dramatic, and the Chu people's original fighting spirit waned.

But out of nowhere, groups of Qin soldiers appeared, including some women from the Chu state.

They wore Chu people's clothes and stood on the high mountains singing sad Chu songs.

(End of this chapter)