Chapter 109 A close call (recommendation ticket, thank you!!!)

The battlefield is a meat grinder, ruthlessly strangling the lives of all soldiers.

Li Xin looked at those compatriots lying in a pool of blood, grieving in his heart, but his face remained unchanged.

If you want to win the final victory, this casualty is unavoidable.

Li Xin had analyzed their pros and cons long ago, but there were still so many men who put life and death aside.

No one wants to fall here, but no one will back down, this is the soldiers of Daqin!

Li Xin finally gave up, and if he continued to attack like this, it would only increase the casualties.

Watching these Qin troops retreat a certain distance, bursts of cheers burst out from above the city wall.

Touman laughed loudly, and the depression in his heart for the past few days was swept away!

Mao Dun stood beside him, looking at the corpses of the Qin army under the city wall, his heart was filled with excitement.

That's it!If this continues, the equipment of this army will stay here!

The rise of the Huns is in this battle!
"General!" Beside Li Xin, the lieutenant-general looked solemn, "It's time to use the method of the immortal master!"

"Yeah!" Li Xin nodded, "Send the order and prepare to charge!"

Not long after, a strange cavalry appeared in Li Xinzhong's army.

Each of these cavalrymen carried a sack on their horses. The sack was bulging, and it was full of flour!

"The army will shoot and cover from behind, you just need to rush to the city and throw out the flour in this sack!"

"The more you sprinkle, the better. After you're done, withdraw it immediately!"

This is a well-established strategy, and Li Xin still reminds people time and time again.

These cavalrymen responded one after another, looking at the city wall not far away, their blood was surging.

The burden of breaking the city is on their heads!
"rush!"

"Bowmen, prepare to shoot arrows!"

"This battle will be won in one fell swoop!"

Li Xin returned with an army again.

On the top of the wall, Touman was triumphant: "Boys, our reinforcements will be here soon, hold them back!"

"Kill!" The Huns roared one after another!

After rushing to the front, Li Xin's army suddenly split into two, and the cavalry rushed out from the middle.

These cavalry gritted their teeth and rushed towards the city wall fiercely.

When he was about to approach, he severed the sack on the horse's back, dragged it with one hand, and scattered the flour wantonly into the air.

Then he made a sharp turn, skimmed across the city wall, and rushed back to the rear of Li Xin's army.

"What is this doing?" A sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in Mao Dun's heart.

The flour was blown by the airflow brought up by the cavalry, and it was scattered all over the sky.

Gradually, the dust became thicker and thicker, and for a while, people could not be seen clearly under the city.

Touman stared intently, and said to himself: "Could it be that they want to use this to cover the attackers?"

"Boys, shoot me!"

As soon as the Huns changed their offensive, the rain of arrows poured straight down the city, which caused a lot of trouble for the Qin army.

The sound of arrows piercing the flesh, the cry of pain, and the neighing of the horse came continuously.

But the follow-up cavalry still didn't stop, and continued to throw flour out against the rain of arrows.

Mao Dun became more and more restless. He didn't believe that the Qin people's methods were limited to this.

Taking advantage of Touman not noticing him, he began to back away slowly.

"Modun!" An angry shout came, making him stop.

Touman glared at him: "Where are you going?"

Mao Dun knew he was wrong, so he didn't make a sound.

"Did Qin people's tricks of blinding you scare you?"

"You just stay here with me, and you are not allowed to move a step!"

During the war, Mao Dun's act of running away from the battle undoubtedly touched Touman's bottom line.

If he dared to take another step, Touman would order him to be beheaded on the wall!

While Mao Dun was still struggling, a sharpshooter with excellent eyesight beside him exclaimed:
"Reinforcements, reinforcements! Our Huns' warriors are here!"

Touman turned his head suddenly, and looked from a high place, a dozen miles behind Li Xin's army, a black mass of people was rushing towards here.

"Hahaha!" Touman was overwhelmed with emotion, "Boys, we are the ones who won!"

The Qin army in front of him was under attack from both sides, and he couldn't think of any way to turn the tables.

With these white powders?

Even if it can cover the Qin people from attacking the city, so what?

Invading the city still cannot solve the battle in a short time.

And their reinforcements are coming soon.

Touman clenched his fists, various images flashed in his mind.

It was he who sat on the throne and made all the tribes in the grassland bow their heads.

It was he who went on a killing spree, beheading all those nobles before.

It was he who entered the Central Plains and fought head-on with the Great Qin Emperor!
Victory was just around the corner, and he could already smell the charming fragrance.

Mao Dun's heart sank, because Qin Jun still did not retreat.

Their miraculous methods in the past seemed to be ineffective. The Huns' army had copied to their rear, but they hadn't responded yet.

But is this possible?
The only explanation is that these white powders have unknown effects.

Damn!

Mao Dun roared in his heart, wishing he could run away immediately.

Just as he thought, Li Xin has received news from the scouts that the reinforcements from the Huns will arrive soon!
He has put all his eggs in one basket and put all possibilities on this flour.

The defeated general, one time is enough!

This time, win or die!
And every soldier here has put life and death behind him.

To die on the battlefield, and to return the shrouded body in horse leather, this is their destiny!
There are still cavalrymen rushing towards the city wall, and when one falls, another immediately makes up for it.

Blood, pooled into a stream.

Roaring, condensed into a sad song.

Blood is not dry, death is not a truce!

This is the attitude of the Qin people in the face of foreign enemies.

……

Thousands of stone flour, the charge of thousands of cavalry.

Finally, all the flour in Li Xin's army was scattered.

The city wall of Touman City is only three or four meters high, and the dust flying all over the sky covers almost the top of the city.

At this time, there was a slight wind, and the dust on the ground was also blown up.

Touman, who was at the head of the city, could hardly see the Qin army in the open space in front of him.

So he went around to the other end of the city wall, where the line of sight was fairly clear.

Behind Li Xin, the Huns' army had begun to roar.

Their swordsmen, their bows and arrows, can't wait to taste the blood of these Qin people.

Huh, tens of thousands of cavalry, pulled into a long line.

Li Xinxin looked at the Xiongnu reinforcements behind him through the telescope, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"Bring torches!"

The lieutenant beside him immediately lit a torch with a torch.

Li Xin took the torch, took out another rope, and tied the torch to a crossbow.

Immediately, he bent his bow and set an arrow, aiming this "rocket" at the huge cloud of dust headed by Manchester City.

The battle roar of the Huns behind him has already come, and Touman in front of him is still laughing aloud from the top of the city.

In the blink of an eye, Li Xin yelled angrily: "The Xiongnu bandits, let's try the methods of the Great Qin Immortal Master!"

With that roar, the "rocket" flew straight towards Manchester City!

(End of this chapter)

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