Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 125 This mouth, has it been opened?
Ying Zige was immediately happy, and originally wanted to tell the other party that he was not...

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat.

Why do you say that?

Wouldn't it be nice to let this kid be sincere and fearful of himself?
"I see. I have written down these things. The general need not panic."

Ying Zige smiled slightly, and stretched out his hands to help him up.

Then, with his hands behind his back, he looked towards the sky again.

"Young master, in fact, we all know in our hearts that you are not only here to do this thing this time. There is another most important thing. Do you need help?"

At this moment, Meng Tian lowered his voice, his tone was full of flattery.

"Oh? You know again?"

Ying Zige raised his eyebrows and smiled happily.

If you want to rescue young master Fusu, of course you can't go straight.

With their team, once they rashly go deep into the land of the Huns, they will immediately fall into danger.

Not to mention rescuing young master Fusu, even if you go deep into it, you may encounter great danger.

So we must use some means.

At this moment, Ying Zige already had some thoughts in his mind.

And this idea requires Meng Tian's cooperation.

"Young Master Thirteen, please rest assured. Since we are here, you and I are friends. Since we are friends, I will definitely help you with all my strength."

Meng Tian smiled honestly, patted his chest with a heroic look on his face.

"Good talk, good talk."

Ying Zige narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately smiled happily.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ge Nie couldn't help but sighed.

This famous general of the Qin Dynasty still doesn't know what he is facing at this moment.

When I was in Xianyang that day, I also regarded Ying Zige as my friend.

But in the end, what he got in return was Wanli Pentium's recipe for saving the country, but he still owed him a favor.

Meng Tian, ​​you are so confused, this friend is a bad friend...

Gai Nie complained in his heart.

Jian Nu and Qin Baichuan also looked at Meng Tian with strange eyes, watching Meng Tian's heart tremble for a while.

A sneer appeared on Zhao Gao's face.

Meng Tian is too young after all.

To be friends with this kid?
I don't know how to die.

"Huh? Why are there so many horse herders suddenly?"

At this moment, the treacherous smile on Ying Zige's face suddenly turned into deep doubt, and he pointed to the skyline.

He clearly remembered that there was only one shepherd and a dozen fast horses at the skyline.

Why did it suddenly become cloudy?
"Wrangler?"

Meng Tian was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked towards the direction Ying Zige was pointing at, then slapped his thighs with both hands, took a deep breath, and a thunderous voice came out of his mouth.

"The enemy is coming!"

Caught off guard, Ying Zige was so shocked that his ears went numb for a while, and he felt bad on the spot.

Did the ancient communication all rely on shouting?

This is not only Fei's throat, but also Mr. Fei.

His pupils constricted for a while, and subconsciously he looked at the so-called horse herder again, only now did he finally see that there were hundreds of war horses coming.

On the horses, the sturdy Huns in black, holding machetes in their hands, were rushing towards the direction of the Great Wall.

Those skilled craftsmen who were building the Great Wall had already realized that they were in danger, so they hurriedly drove the mechanism beast and retreated crazily.

As the supervisor and guardian, the Great Qin Iron Cavalry stood behind them in an instant and formed a square formation, ready to meet the impact of these Xiongnu masters.

There are more than 200 of these Daqin iron cavalry, and their long spears are shining brightly with a cold light.

The black iron armor on his body reflected a cold light.

"Interesting, just here, you can see a big battle. However, just relying on a hundred people to attack the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, these people are too arrogant, right?"

Ying Zige smiled lightly, not paying attention to those Huns at all.

I even want to invite them to test their IQ.

Although the Xiongnu army was fierce, they could not kill the Qin cavalry with half of them.

Do you really think that the Daqin Tieqi is just paper?
"Son..."

Meng Tian's face changed, he hesitated to speak, his pupils shrank for a while, and then he looked into the depths of the grassland.

At this moment, another hundred or so fast horses came galloping, unexpectedly from another direction, still heading straight for the two hundred big Qin cavalry.

Those two hundred Qin cavalry were as strong as steel just now, not moving a muscle.

At this moment, there was a small fluctuation suddenly.

Although the fluctuation was almost invisible to the naked eye, it already showed that these great Qin cavalry were already a little frightened.

"Huh? Is someone here again?"

Ying Zige was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes instantly fell on the more than 100 Hun masters who had just appeared. He frowned slightly, but the next second his brows widened.

A calm smile appeared on his face again: "It's a good idea to divide the troops into two groups. But the problem is that this is not enough. Our Daqin iron cavalry only needs to be divided into two groups to avoid being attacked." Make dumplings."

As his words fell, someone among the Daqin Iron Cavalry shouted loudly, apparently giving an order.

Following the man's order fell.

The two hundred Qin cavalry split into two in an instant, forming horns, which could not only fight against the Huns who were divided into two groups, but also take care of each other.

It really is full of tactical experience.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ying Zige nodded in satisfaction. These Daqin iron cavalry are indeed people who have experienced the big scene and know how to deal with it.

"If I were the Huns, I would take advantage of the terrain and ambush hundreds of archers. A wave of arrows would trigger the defense mechanism of the Qin cavalry, and in this way, the power of the horns would be broken. "

Ying Zige said with a smile.

I don't know at this time.

On the grassland highlands, figures suddenly appeared one by one.

Those figures held the quiver in their hands, and their eyes fell on the two hundred Qin Tieqi fiercely.

Then bend the bow and take the arrow.

Brush brush!
Feathered arrows pierced into the sky one by one, and then ruthlessly poured down on the two hundred cavalry.

Among the two hundred great Qin cavalry, there are spearmen and shield soldiers.

Pikemen wear soft armor, and their role in the army is to gallop their horses at an extremely fast speed and kill the enemy with their long spears.

Therefore, the defense is poor.

Because for them, the best defense is offense.

The shield soldiers are wearing heavy armor, coupled with heavy shields in their hands, and flared wide-backed swords, which reduces their dexterity.

But their defensive power is the strongest among the Great Qin arms.

During the duel, the biggest role of these shield soldiers is to resist the scour of the sword rain for other arms, and at the same time resist the first wave of enemy attacks.

It is this kind of tactical combination that allows the Great Qin Iron Cavalry to traverse the six countries, unstoppable.

But now!
The separate attack of the two hundred Huns, coupled with the impact of the rain, immediately wiped out the tactical advantages of these great Qin cavalry.

They formed horns, and they obviously didn't have enough shield soldiers. If they were not together at this moment, the wave of arrow rain alone would not be something they could bear.

(End of this chapter)