I’m The Emperor of All-Heavens

The famous generals in the eyes of the world are full of tricks and brave, but they are not the core.

The core of the celebrity’s consideration is what price can be paid for victory.

For example, Wang Jian in this battle.

Pretending to fail has a price.

Not only life, but also humiliation.

These months of retreat, the domestic hustle and bustle, I don’t know how many people asked for a change of generals, but when Lu Buwei rebelled against Qin, he wrote a letter in his own hand. After reading it, Ying Zheng, who had just assumed power, suppressed all the voices of opposition. He also gave the greatest trust to Wang Jian.

Wang Jian did not live up to this trust.

He kept sharpening the sharp blade of Qin Jun. This moment was unsheathed, and the sharp edge appeared, shining all sentient beings!

Boom! boom! boom!

The great earthquake felt as if it was about to collapse and fall, the cavalry rushed to the ground, like a falling stream stone hitting the ground, in the blink of an eye, the brave and brave Qin army was like death wind thunder, One after another threw himself into the Zhao Jun formation.

The sky is shaking and the earth is shaking like thunder. There is no other thing in front of Zhao Ren, only the endless murderous intention.

Not to mention the new recruits who joined the army recently, even the experienced veterans are cold and almost confused.

This is Qin Jun?

Not bad!

This is Qin Jun!

Under the powerful strike, the front line of Zhao Jun almost collapsed on the first encounter.

They are like a broken embankment before a storm, and they are smashed into the flesh and wailing when they face each other.

“Line up! Defense!”

Until then, the general Zhao Jun from the soul flew away and scattered began to shout.

However, without waiting for them to grit their teeth, an army of three thousand men came out from the flanks.

The core of this Zhao army is composed of Li Mu’s personal guards, all of them tall and strong, burly in stature, and the weapon in hand is not an ordinary halberd, but a giant hammer.

They are all Hercules selected from the 200,000 Zhao people, and the horses under the hips are selected very carefully and are named Lishi Camp.

At this time, the sledgehammer slashed and danced out of a wave of cracking mountains and broken rocks. With a single hammer, several Qin cavalrymen must have broken bones and flew out.

Li Mu had long anticipated that after the Qin people pretended to be defeated, the First Stage counterattack would definitely be thunderbolt and unstoppable.

In the face of such an offensive, if you blindly defend, you will inevitably fall into a one-sided slaughter and be defeated like a mountain.

Only a strong man can win a glimmer of survival by breaking his wrist and attacking.

“Kill!”

Seeing this scene, Wang Jian’s mouth overflowed with a sneer, and he shouted a word.

Just one word!

Simple! direct!

Qin Jun greeted him without hesitation.

If you talk about tackling tough spots, who are Daqin soldiers afraid of?

The sledgehammer swung and the flesh and blood charged, Li Mu’s guards soon discovered that it was them who had fallen in the wind.

Innate Divine Strength and heavy weapons are no match for the Qin people who have developed a heart of iron and steel.

Qin Bing was covered in blood and red eyes. He did not regard the enemy as a human being, nor did he regard himself as a human being.

Kill! kill! kill!

As more and more Qin soldiers came to kill, the battalion of the strong soldiers disintegrated, was caught in the torrent, and was directly defeated.

Quick! fast! fast!

Even Li Mu did not expect that the carefully selected three thousand elites would retreat so quickly.

So, all Zhao people can only watch, the pioneer of Qin people approaching in killing and roaring, stepping on the stump and broken arm, jumping through bloody waves, madly piercing through.

Chisel-through tactics!

It is the most proud tactics of the cavalry!

It is also the most efficient tactic for the strong army to deal with the weak!

Behind the unstoppable vanguard, the battle flags fluttered one after another, guiding the infantry forward.

If you talk about cavalry, Zhao is the strongest among the Seven Kingdoms, while the infantry field, Qin people are recognized as unrivalled throughout the world.

Now, Zhao Jun has not even stopped the cavalry of the Qin people. He is even more arrogant about the huge infantry phalanx, like huge iron blocks, crushed by the unparalleled majestic force.

“Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, and those who can win because of the change of the enemy are called gods!”

On the distant hillside, Gu Cheng’s incarnation stood with his hand, Watch this Peak showdown.

He who knows the soldiers, knows the way, and the way of the military is quite special among the hundreds of scholars.

It is the most widely spread. The battlefield generals of the past can be called strategists, but with such a large base, there are very few who can really climb to Peak.

Even even the four famous generals of the Warring States period cannot.

“To sum up the military, there are only eight words—knowing the soldiers! Feeding people! The way to consolidate the country!”

“Wang Jian is above knowing soldiers and predicting people. Peak, the solid country is slightly inferior, while Li Mu knows the soldiers and solidifies the country, but lacks talents.”

Gu Cheng Looking at the overall situation, a sharp rays of light circulates in his eyes, positive and thick. De Zaiwu’s peasant style is the opposite, and he has a silent understanding.

In the process, incarnation’s old face became younger and younger, and a humane sacred sword began to appear in his hands, which recorded the art of farming and animal husbandry and the strategy of unifying the world.

Saint Sovereign Xuanyuan! Commander Murder Dao!

When the three emperors Paragon Dao combined the philosophers of the Baijia Dao and gave birth to brand-new changes, the two armies of Qin and Zhao also fought together to a white-hot stage.

Wang Jian and Li Mu have no reservations. The style differences between the two and even the two countries are vividly and thoroughly revealed.

Li Mu and Zhao Jun’s tactics are like a sharp knife, always cutting along the opponent’s weakness, separating and isolating, weakening, and constantly disassociating the enemy’s army. Victory in the end.

On the other hand, Wang Jian and Qin Jun’s method of warfare is a heavy axe, using powerful force and fearless courage to smash and smash, no matter how gorgeous the changes are, you can hit it with one blow. The earth shook and the mountain quivered, they were all chopped and smashed and killed.

There is no absolute superiority between the two sides, but when the number, courage, and strength advantages all belong to the Daqin side, it is clever and clumsy, no stronghold one cannot overcome.

Zhao Jun retires.

Zhao Jun retired again.

Zhao Jun retires again.

Li Mu used soldiers like a god, retreating like this one after another, without messing up the formation, but he has already realized the feeling that a clever woman can’t cook without rice.

The biggest manifestation of the gap between a strong army and a weak one lies in the response and strength of the army when it executes orders.

He and Wang Jian gave orders at the same time, and the gap between Qin and Zhao was revealed.

The soldiers of the State of Zhao have just accepted the order, the military formation has changed, the Qin army’s battle drums are beating, the sea of ​​soldiers is surging, and they have entered the next step.

As repeated, when the Zhao army retreated 10 li, he was surprised to find that Qin soldiers also appeared in the rear army.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can find that the entire Qin army is like making dumplings, surrounding the Zhao Legion regiment, and launching a violent and biting impact from all directions.

“Could it be…”

“Another Changping?”

When scenes of bloody and dancing scenes are in front of you, front and back, left and right, All directions couldn’t see a way out, and General Zhao Guo’s heart was cold.

In the siege of Jinyang, the cauldron is suspended for cooking; the battle of Changping, the blood is drifting.

History reappears?

At this moment, Wang Jian’s eyes hesitated slightly, and Li Mu’s eyes showed determination.

And Gu Cheng corner of the mouth raise, and with a wave of his hand, the two letters turned into streamers and fell into the hands of two famous generals.