Qiang Qin

Gully vertical and horizontal.

Blocked the offensive momentum of the Huns cavalry.

The trench in front of him was so wide that no horse, no matter how strong it was, could jump over it.

"The Nanban are crazy. How much effort does it take to dig such a deep trench? They are really rich." After rushing through the first fence, the Huns soldiers were extremely disappointed.

dig trenches.

It takes strength and time. For the self-sufficient Huns, what the Qin people did made them incomprehensible.With these efforts, it would be more fulfilling to hunt one more gazelle on the grassland.At least, have a good meal in the evening.

A quarter of noon.

After making the Huns feel desperate and the long process of filling the gully, the Huns who were eager to break through the Qin army's camp finally stepped into the defensive circle set up by the Qin army with howls.

The first to cross the trench were the two most trusted tribes under Maodun. If it was normal, these trusted followers of Maodun would only attack when the battle was at its most critical. But this time, they had obviously endured I can't hold back my temper.

In the trench warfare just now, the Huns lost nearly [-] people. Although most of these soldiers were old and weak from various tribes, but together with the casualties at the beginning of the attack, in order to break through the Qin camp, the Huns had already It paid a huge price of nearly [-] people.

In comparison, the losses of the Qin Army's side were no more than two to three thousand at best, and due to proper treatment, only about a thousand soldiers of the Qin Army actually died in battle.

Such a strong contrast made the Huns feel extremely disappointed. Although Mao Dun repeatedly emphasized that the Qin army was just a bluff, and the number of troops in the Qin camp was less than [-], but for ordinary soldiers who watched their companions die, it was a big deal. Shan Yu's order was a notice to let them die.

dead.

Just rushed up, and was shot dead by the Qin people.

The morale of the Huns.In the rapid decline, the balance of disparity in military strength is gradually reversing.

This is absolutely intolerable.Therefore, he wanted to break the routine and send out his most powerful subordinates to try to defeat the last resistance of the Qin army before sunset.

Six trenches were filled.

The Xiongnu cavalry rushed in with howling bees. They waved the copper clusters of swords in their hands, their faces glowed red with excitement, and their eyes were full of madness when they looked at the soldiers of the Qin army.

"Shield soldiers, get ready!"

"Pikemen. Get ready!"

"All soldiers, go to battle!"

Zhongli Mo gave an order, and the voices of order came and went. The battle situation has evolved to the present, and both sides have no reservations. Like this kind of frontal confrontation, Zhong Limo's ability is convincing. His orders follow one after another. When panicked.

at this point.Li Yuan really might not be able to beat Zhong Limei, of course, Li Yuan's strengths do not lie in this.His Tianlei army was hidden behind the Qin army.

"King Wu, when are we going to fight?" Du Chun asked anxiously.

"Waiting for General Zhongli's order, now. We are all subordinate to his command." Li Yuan smiled. Li Yuan saw Zhongli's ability to control the situation on the battlefield, and the morale of the Qin army remained good.The reason why Zhong Limei hasn't given Li Yuan the signal to attack is that he thinks he can attract more Huns into the encirclement.

There are deep trenches behind.

Once the Xiongnu soldiers collapsed, the desperate soldiers crowded together on the narrow passage, the result can be imagined, and those Hun soldiers who could not retreat, were unobstructed on the slope, and could only become the targets of the Qin army's assassination .

The winter sun was pale without a trace of blood.

On the Hetao Plain, the wolf flags of the Xiongnu tribe are like lonely dancers, moaning helplessly on the open grassland and falling over.

Surrounded by the flags of wolves, the big black banner of the Qin Army is particularly eye-catching. It roars in the wind, it stands upright, and it leads the soldiers of the Qin Army everywhere on the battlefield, fighting on the battlefield, and shedding blood ——.

Yang Yu's face turned pale.

His body has been wounded in several places. Yang Yu's personality has inherited the bravery of his grandfather Yang Xiong, and he also has the unyielding bravery of the soldiers of the Qin Army. Whenever the battle is urgent, he roars desperately and beats the Huns again and again. People blocked back again.

Compared with Yang Yu's bravery, Zhou Ping's performance looks a bit bleak.But behind the gloom, there is a peaceful, steady and rigorous attitude, just like many ordinary middle and lower-level captains and captains of the Qin Army, they faithfully implement the orders of the higher level, no matter it is credit or hard work , all go forward with courage, no complaints and no regrets.

All night plus one morning.

Li Yuan's figure was always standing under the big banner. His position was at the highest point of the Qin army's entire defensive formation. No matter where the soldiers were in the battlefield, they could find his figure as long as they looked back a little.

"King Wu is behind us—!"

"Brothers, fight hard, we must never let the Xiongnu robbers pass through our line of defense." A young Qin Junjun screamed, and blocked his body tightly on the gap in the damaged line of defense. After a while, His body fell down due to several times of blood loss. When he saw the picture of Qin Jun's banner still fluttering for the last time, a smile rippled on the face of the young Junhou.

"Jiu Jiu Lao Qin, restore my rivers and mountains; blood will not be shed, death will not cease, death will not cease -!" His voice murmured, getting weaker and weaker, and finally could not be heard anymore.

Life flies by.

Whether it belongs to the Qin people or the Huns.

At this moment when they are going to die, they only have faith and survival in their hearts that will last forever.

Zhongli Mo's nervous hands were full of sweat.

He didn't expect that the Huns would be so frenzied. The repeated defeats failed to stop the advance of the Huns soldiers, but aroused their crazy fighting spirit even more.

"Tianlei Army, projectile!"

After suppressing it for a long time, Zhongliwei finally gave the order that the generals of the Qin army had longed for. When pottery pots fell from the sky, under the panicked eyes of the Huns, Zhongliwei finally calmed down.

An explosion sounded.

This unique and never-before-heard sound surprised the generals and soldiers of the Huns. Not only were the soldiers terrified, but even the horses under their crotches were uncomfortable with the sudden change.

"What's that sound?"

"Is it the punishment of the gods in the sky?"

The Huns were uneasy. They struggled between obeying the orders of the Great Shanyu and their beliefs. When they finally recovered their spirits, the Huns passed through the trenches and were blown out of formation by the thunder.

The confrontation between cold weapons and hot weapons.

There is only one result.

That would be a complete defeat, not to mention that the Qin army was prepared and unprepared this time, and in terms of technical advantages, it was much better than the Huns. (To be continued..)