The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 781 White Tiger [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket Request]

Just as Xiang Ji was advancing, the Qin army's shield guards finally arrived and blocked the gap, preventing Xiang Ji and the 5,000 elite soldiers of the Tenglong Legion from attacking other Qin army formations.

"It's these disgusting things again!" Xiang Ji looked at the shield guards who appeared and almost bit his teeth in hatred.

If they were a little slower, they would be able to break through the Qin army's formation and do whatever they wanted in the Qin army's left camp.

only……

"So what if you're here? Without the support of the mountain and forest formation, do you really think I can't disperse you?"

"Disperse them!"

Xiang Ji sneered and decided to avenge himself today for all the days he had been implicated in the matter.

The shield guards seemed extremely calm as they looked at the cavalry charging towards them. Before they came, the commander had told them that their old rivals would stumble this time and would not be able to charge.

However, the shield guards were still a little nervous when they saw the cavalry getting closer and closer to them. They did not have any defensive fortifications or terrain advantages this time. If the cavalry really rushed in front of them, they would be easily dispersed.

Three hundred steps

Two hundred steps

One hundred steps
……

The cavalry were getting closer and closer, causing the shield guards to subconsciously hold their shields tightly, and the swordsmen and axemen behind them also tightened their grip on their weapons.

They believed that the central army would not betray them like this.

Moreover, it was already like this, there was no way they could disobey orders on the battlefield and retreat.

"boom……"

After fifty steps, the leading troops of the Tenglong Legion suddenly stumbled and fell.

"?" The shield guards were stunned for a moment when they saw the head thrown in front of them, but the spears, swords and axes in their hands did not slow down at all. They stabbed and chopped directly at the head in front of them.

"What's going on?" Xiang Ji was stunned.

They didn't encounter any traps along the way, and there were no horse traps, deer antlers, or plum blossom nails on the battlefield. How did the war horses suddenly stumble?
Even the cavalrymen who were thrown off their horses didn't understand why they stumbled.

However, it is not so easy for the charging cavalry to stop.

For a moment, before the shield guards could take action, the elite camp of the Tenglong Legion fell into chaos.

Xiang Ji looked at the warhorse that was lying on the ground and struggling to get up but was unable to do so. He also saw the broken fishing net tangled around the horse's hooves and finally understood how they had fallen into the trap.

But there is no way!

Too many war horses were entangled in fishing nets!
Moreover, the sudden fall of the front army eventually affected the cavalry behind and restricted the cavalry's charge.

"Kill!" The shield guard would not miss the opportunity to beat the downtrodden dog.

It’s true that they are tanky warriors, but that doesn’t mean they have no damage!

The fragile cavalry who could not charge were lambs to be slaughtered for them.

Cavalry, the military merit of one cavalryman is equivalent to that of ten ordinary soldiers.

There is no need for the central army to send any more orders, the shield guards know what to do on their own.

"Damn it!" Xiang Ji waved his spear and led his personal guards to constantly look for the flaws of the shield guards. He kept charging and trying to break out of the encirclement of the shield guards with the remaining cavalry.

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

...However, as Xiang Ji continued to chop and slash on his horse, huge fishing nets were ejected from behind the shield guards and flew towards Xiang Ji.

Xiang Ji looked at the flying fishing net and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He must not be caught in the net, otherwise all his supernatural powers would be useless.

Therefore, Xiang Ji waved the spear in his hand, constantly wrapping up the flying fishing net to prevent the fishing net from binding him.

But there were too many fishing nets, and they were not just aimed at Xiang Ji alone, but also at the elite cavalry of the Tenglong Legion around Xiang Ji.

Xiang Ji was able to dodge and roll up his fishing nets with his personal bravery, but the guards around him were not so lucky.

The fishing net fell, and the movements of the guards and war horses were restricted by the net. For a moment, people and horses were thrown to the ground, and Xiang Ji's space for movement was also restricted.

The shield guards quickly got rid of the personal guards who were trapped by the fishing net, and surrounded Xiang Ji in the middle with their large shields. No matter how Xiang Ji chopped and hacked, he was not confined to the small position.

"It's over..." Xiang Ji looked at the shield guards who were constantly surrounding him with an extremely ugly expression.

They fell into a trap. The enemy had obviously made sufficient preparations against their cavalry and were leading them into the trap step by step.

But the trap was too hidden, and by the time they discovered it, it was too late.

"Clang~Clang~"

"Clang~Clang~"

Suddenly, there were sounds of metal friction, and a tall mechanical tiger suddenly appeared on the battlefield, breaking through the shield guards and rushing towards Xiang Ji.

"White Tiger?"

Under the banner of the central army, Li Xin and Meng Yi looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

How could the Mohist mechanical white tiger appear here?

"It's not the Mohist White Tiger!" After careful identification, Meng Yi shook his head.

After the Mohists joined Bingzhou, the mechanical white tiger was upgraded and given the ability to fly. It was no longer made of wood or stone, but had an extra layer of metal and iron covering, and was also larger in size.

The mechanical white tiger in front of us can only be said to be the first generation of white tiger before it withdrew from the Central Plains. It is a backward product that has long been eliminated by the Mohist School.

"Go!" On the belly of the white tiger, a middle-aged man wearing a conical hat, a cloak, and black and white tight clothes, dressed like a Mohist disciple, broke through the shield guard formation and came in front of Xiang Ji, stretching out his hand.

Xiang Ji did not dare to hesitate any longer. He held the other party's hand and moved it to the operating position under the white tiger's belly.

The man in tight clothes did not stay for long. The white tiger he got was a defective product left behind by the Mohist school in the Central Plains. It could only be used after he repaired it, but it could not be used for too long. Once surrounded by the Qin army, it would easily disintegrate.

"Prepare the crossbows!" Li Xin and Meng Yi would not just watch Baihu break through the Qin army's encirclement and run away with Xiang Ji.

Under the central army's banner, a number of large crossbows instantly changed direction and aimed at the White Tiger that was fleeing towards the Chu army's formation.

"Boom~"

Unlike the whizzing sound of bows and crossbows breaking through the air, the arrows of the bed crossbow cannot be called arrows. Instead, they are huge arrows that are thicker and longer than spears, and the sound of breaking through the air is also loud.

Three crossbow arrows quickly flew towards the fleeing mechanical white tiger.

"Be careful!" Xiang Ji didn't know how to control the white tiger, so he could only look back at the rapidly flying arrows and remind the people who were trying to save his life.

The middle-aged man also knew that he must not be shot by the crossbow, so he controlled the white tiger to flexibly dodge the arrows shot by the crossbow.

The huge arrow pierced through the ground and penetrated the boulder, but the flying rocks still forced the white tiger to fly away.

However, as one of the four great mechanical beasts of the Mohist school after all, the white tiger simply rolled over, then continued to leap up, running towards the Chu army camp, and soon disappeared from the range of the bed crossbow and from the sight of the Qin army.

"Where did this mechanical white tiger come from?" Li Xin frowned and looked at Meng Yi.

He knew that although Meng Yi was a military commander, he was actually a Mohist from the lineage of Qin Mo Xianglizi of the Mohist school.

(End of this chapter)