Daqin: Prince Peerless, guarding Hangu for ten years!

Chapter 187 The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive!
After the enthronement ceremony, General Ying Ji called Ying Jun alone to his dormitory.

Ying Ji sat down cross-legged, looked at Ying Jun expectantly, and asked, "Jun'er, how many troops do you need for this expedition to the grassland?"

Ying Jun didn't hesitate at all, and said confidently: "Return to your father, I only need [-] soldiers under my command!"

Although Da Qin's soldiers were brave, they were not as good as his tiger and leopard cavalry and white horse Yi Cong.

One heavy cavalry and one light cavalry can quickly resolve the enemy regardless of their marching speed or combat.

Moreover, cavalry is the main force on the grassland, supplemented by infantry.

At present, Qin is facing a food and grass problem. If it brings too many Qin soldiers, it will become a drag.

Ying Ji was slightly startled and looked at Ying Jun with a slight frown.

Although there are only two major forces in the western part of the Qin State, the Qiang clan and the Yuezhi clan, there are also tribes such as the Xiongnu and Donghu tribes further up.

Among them, the Xiongnu tribe is the strongest, and the Qiang and Yuezhi are not weak either. The combined strength of the two tribes is at least 50, not counting their tribes.

Bringing 1 people to attack 50 people, even if each of the soldiers is like a god general, it may not be possible!

Ying Jun took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and walked to Ying Jun with a heavy heart: "Jun'er, is ten thousand cavalry too few?"

He naturally knew the bravery of Yingjun and his soldiers, but now they were facing the entire grassland.

Being able to transport the Nine-Taiwan Giant Cauldron out of the royal city in front of the six kingdoms, and also send him and the Nine-Tripod back to the Qin Kingdom without any injuries, is a testament to his strength.

Ying Jun's eyes were full of determination, and he said confidently: "Reporting to your father, I have already thought of this plan to attack the grassland!

He only brought 1 horses because Qin's current supply of food and grass was insufficient to support the army's departure.The soldiers of the Qin State were left behind. Even if the six countries knew that our Qin State was facing a crisis, they would not dare to attack rashly.

Moreover, the grasslands are mostly populated by cavalry. Although there are few cavalry under my command, each of them can fight one against ten, so I am not afraid of them. "

After Yingjun finished speaking, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ying Ji nodded slightly, and after thinking for a while, he raised his head again, his face full of joy, and his hands tightly grasped Ying Jun's shoulders: "Okay! As expected of you, you are of the blood of my clan named Ying. I am waiting for you." information!"

at the same time.

On the prime minister's house.

Fan Sui had an uncertain expression on his face, and there was some disbelief in his eyes: "How is it possible to hand over 300 million shi of grain a year for things that you have never heard of?"

After the ceremony, Ying Zhu was invited to Fan Sui's house to learn about Ying Jun's plan.

Ying Zhu smiled slightly: "Since Brother Jun is sure, there should be no problem. Moreover, the crop tastes great and is easy to carry, making it suitable for marching and fighting."

Fan Ju sighed and looked up at the sky. Since even the king asked Wang Zijun to do it, he couldn't change anything, and then said:

"Right now, all the six countries are afraid of Qin. Since King Shang made reforms to become stronger, Qin has gradually become stronger, its territory and population are also gradually growing, and its ambition to go eastward has become more determined. On the other hand, the six countries are used to living a comfortable life. , willing to fall into disgrace and not seek to improve.”

"The Six Kingdoms don't have many days left. If Wang Zijun can capture the grassland this time, the destruction of the Six Kingdoms will be a snap!"

Ying Zhu nodded and agreed: "What Fan Cheng said is absolutely true. Let's not talk about other countries. Now Han and Zhao are like ants on a hot pot. Da Qin must first start with these two countries to unify the six countries. start."

Fan Sui was slightly startled.

Isn't this what I have in mind?

South Korea was weak and Zhao was hurt. This was the breakthrough point for the Six Nations.Fan Ju couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at Ying Zhu, picked up the tea on the table and filled it up for Ying Zhu, and said, "Prince Zhu, please continue."

After Ying Zhu bowed and thanked him, he continued: "In order to protect themselves, South Korea and Zhao will definitely propose the alliance of the six countries again. If we capture Zhao and Han, this alliance will be self-defeating without attacking, and we can also use this to deter the other countries."

"The Yan State is attacking the grassland. The alliance did not participate in the previous alliance, and it will definitely not participate this time."

"As for the State of Qi, it has always been afraid of our State of Qin. The King of Qi is timid and relies on his ministers for everything. In order to protect the country, the King of Qi must seek peace with our State of Qin."

"The remaining two countries, Wei and Chu, each have their own selfish motives and will not easily help Han and Zhao."

In an instant, Ying Zhu analyzed the situation of each country thoroughly.

And these words were exactly the reason why Fan Sui asked King Qin to send troops, but the king had already made a decision.

Fan Sui sighed deeply and murmured: "Wizizhu's experience, if the king knows about it, he will definitely look at you with admiration."

Ying Zhu stood up slowly, smiled, and said with a relieved look on his face: "Brother Jun is more talented than me. No matter what the outcome is, I, the Qin Dynasty, will sweep across the six kingdoms and unify the world!"

After saying this, he bowed to Fan Sui and then turned around and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

And the other side.

In a tribal camp on the grassland, corpses were strewn all over the field. There were corpses with mutilated limbs and arms everywhere, and there was blood all over the ground. There was no living person in the entire tribe.

The tents were burning violently, and the air was filled with a burning smell. On the broken spears, there were corpses of young children roasting.

Whoa!
The wind blew a black flag and made a sound.

The Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun rode quietly and stood on the hillside in the distance, looking at the burning small tribal camp in front of them, without any guilt on their faces.

The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive!
This is the law of survival on the grassland. Whether it is the Donghu people, the Huns, or the Yuezhi, they all abide by such rules. This place is destined to be conquered by the strong.

And the one who will conquer this place next will be their lord.

Thinking of this, Yan Da slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and suddenly said: "Calculating the time, it's almost a month. The lord should be about to bring the army to the grassland. It's almost time for us to go to Jishi Mountain and... The Lord has gathered."

"The small tribes on the grassland have almost been cleared away. Only the Yueshi, Qiang and other large tribes are left in this area. However, we have thoroughly investigated the traces and pastures of other nomads. The Lord is here. After that, all you need to do is let go of the killing."

His words caused excited smiles to appear on the faces of the remaining 17 people.

These days were the happiest days for their Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry. Every day they were either killing or burning, killing and looting on the way to the killing, from the west grassland facing Zhao State to the east grassland adjacent to Qin State.

The area killed along the way was more than a thousand miles, and the number of people killed was countless.

The small tribes on the grassland were either killed by them, or they had spontaneously merged together to form medium-sized tribes, or even completely integrated into the large tribes.

But, it’s almost done now…

“What a nostalgic day!!!”

Yan Da murmured in his mouth, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at his side.

At the foot of the hillside, a dark cavalry army was standing there, waiting for orders, the long knife in its hand still dripping with blood.

Everyone does not have uniform attire, but everyone exudes the aura of a desperado...

(End of this chapter)