The First Legion can be said to be the most elite army in the Qin army except for the Iron Wall Guards and the Tiger Roaring Iron Cavalry. Their combat power made the world tremble, and they were especially good at siegeing cities and camps.

The soldiers of the First Legion braved the raindrop arrows and stones and rushed to the city wall and fought a bloody battle with the enemy above the city wall. The enemy, who had no way of retreat, fought to the death under Yan Yan's leadership, showed admirable fighting will. The soldiers of the First Legion shouted, and used the horizontal sword in their hands to seize the city wall inch by inch, stepping on the corpses of the enemy and his comrades, slowly eroding the enemy's fighting will. The city wall was covered with blood, and the corpses were piled up like mountains, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Yan Yan leaned against the wooden pillar of the city gate tower, looking at the increasingly unfavorable war in front of him, and felt infinite emotion in his heart. He had never expected that the First Qin Army Army's First Army would force him into a desperate situation the day after siege. Looking at his soldiers who were constantly retreating under the fierce attack of the Qin army, Yan Yan couldn't help feeling powerless. "General, our army in the west wall was completely defeated!" A blood-stained general rushed to Yan Yan and panted with panic on his face to report. Yan Yan was shocked and hurriedly looked west, and suddenly saw the Qin army in black clothes and black armor surging up to the city wall and coming to the city gate tower. His soldiers rushed to the wolf and howled, and were terrible under the pursuit of the Qin army.

Yan Yan's eyes were condensed, and he raised his sword and roared, "Fight with the Qin people! Let the Qin people know that our Sichuan men are not cowards!" Hearing Yan Yan's roar, the soldiers of Liu Yan's army, whose hearts were shaken, couldn't help but feel a surge of passion in their hearts. The soldiers shouted, roaring and counterattacking the Qin army on the top of the city. The Qin army suddenly felt the pressure increased sharply, and saw that the Liu Yan army in front of him seemed to be crazy. In this case, if it were other troops, there might be a brief chaos, but they were not ordinary troops, they were the First Army of the Qin army. The Qin army soldiers roared together tacitly, and then met the final counterattack of Liu Yan's army.

The soldiers of both sides were bloody wars on the top of the city, and the blood was sprinkled in the air. The soldiers of both sides fought one after another and died, their roars like thunder and murderous aura shocked the sky. The fighting will shown by the soldiers of the Liu Yan army at this moment made the soldiers of the First Legion admire them. However, the soldiers of the First Legion were even more elite in the battle. In such a cruel battle, everyone was not afraid of death and looked at death as if they were home. They suppressed the shocking momentum of the Liu Yan army. The power of the hundred wars was in the mountains of corpses and blood.

Liu Yan's army finally collapsed. The fierce and fearless bloody war front, Wu Bu's momentum, disappeared without a trace. The soldiers rushed down the city wall with horror, and were never willing to look back. Yan Yan fought alone on the city gate tower, looking so tragic in the wave of the Qin army in black clothes and black armor, in the sea of ​​blood.

Two Qin soldiers rushed towards Yan Yan with shouts. Yan Yan roared angrily, swung his sword to kill one on the left, and then the big sword straightened towards another Qin soldier. The blood appeared, and the big sword suddenly passed through the soldier's body. The soldier's eyes condensed, showing a fierce smile, and he held the hilt of the knife inserted into his chest with both hands. Yan Yan pulled it back and failed to pull out the big sword. The big sword seemed to be inserted into a stone, and he couldn't help but be shocked. At this moment, more than a dozen Qin soldiers rushed up, and more than a dozen bloody horizontal swords were clamped on Yan Yan's neck. Yan Yan glanced at the unknown soldier in front of him who was holding his big sword tightly, sighed, and felt a lot of emotion.

This offensive and defensive battle between Baima Pass lasted less than two days, but it was extremely tragic. The fighting will shown by the 20,000 elite Liu Yan's army was admirable, but it was eventually overwhelmed by the power of the Hundred Battles of the First Legion. In this battle, the 20,000 Liu Yan's army was basically wiped out, of which 10,000 were killed, and the First Legion of the Qin Army also paid the price of 10,000 casualties.

Lu Bu held the Fang Tian Painted Spear and sat on the Red Rabbit Horse. He slowly walked on the only street in Baima Pass with a proud look on his face. Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers followed him, making neat footsteps, without the arrogance of a victorious army, and calm was like a deep pool in the deep mountains.

"Immediately send a letter from the flying pigeon to Your Majesty, and I, Lu Bu, have captured Baima Pass!" Lu Bu ordered the commander beside him with a proud look on his face. The commander replied with a promise and was about to send a letter from the flying pigeon. At this moment, a snow-white pigeon flew from the north and landed on the sachet on the horse's back beside the commander. The commander quickly took off the letter from the flying pigeon on the pigeon and presented it to Lu Bu.

Lu Bu took the letter and murmured while disassembling it, "Why did Your Majesty send a letter to Fei Ge at this time?" After reading the letter, Lu Bu said with emotion: "Your Majesty is Your Majesty!" "General, what does Your Majesty say in the letter?" Lu Bu's deputy general Zeng Gang couldn't help asking. Lu Bu said: "Your Majesty has captured Baishui Pass two hours ago!" Zeng Gang was immediately happy and said: "Since this way, Sichuan has been in the pocket!" Lu Bu nodded and ordered: "Leave five thousand people to defend Baima Pass, and the army will immediately continue to advance to Yizhou!" "Yes!"

The First Legion went out of Baima Pass and advanced westward, with its troops aiming directly at Linjiang County, dozens of miles west of Baima Pass. Baima County, which had less than a thousand weak soldiers, did not make any resistance to Kaicheng surrender.

Lu Bu led the First Army to continue advancing westward, and in just two days he led more than a dozen county towns and soldiers to the Ba County city. At this time, there were only three thousand old and weak soldiers in Ba County city, but the prefect Fazheng did not intend to open the city to surrender.

Lu Bu sent an envoy to Ba County to persuade him to surrender. Soon after, the envoy returned, but what Lu Bu saw was an envoy who had one ear missing. Lu Bu was furious and immediately ordered the entire army to attack fiercely.

The First Legion of the Great Qin attacked Ba County like a mountain collapse and a tsunami. The soldiers and civilians of the Ba County fought to the death under the leadership of Fa Zheng. The bravery and tragic aspects were not inferior to any elite troops. However, how could thousands of old and weak soldiers and thousands of people who had just picked up weapons be able to defeat the First Legion of the Great Qin County? On the same day, the Ba County City was captured.

The first thing Lu Bu did when he entered Ba County was to find Fa Zheng. Lu Bu grabbed Fa Zheng's clothes, and Fa Zheng was like a chicken at slaughter in Lu Bu's hands. "Child Fa Zheng, you are really ungrateful!" Lu Bu roared with murderous intent.

Fa Zheng glanced at Lu Bu and said proudly: "I am a minister of the Han Dynasty, and I will never seek honor from the Han Dynasty!!" He looked serious and looked at death as if he was home.

Lu Bu was so angry that he wanted to twist the neck of the unruly guy in front of him now, but then calmed down and said coldly: "Take him down to me!"

"General, the grain in the granary of Ba County was distributed to the people in the city by Fa Zheng!" Deputy General Zeng Gang came to report.

Lu Bu gritted his teeth and said angrily: "This bastard!!" Then he ordered: "Leave five thousand infantrymen to guard Ba County, the main force will repair it for one night, and advance into Yizhou early tomorrow morning!" "Yes!" Zeng Gang agreed with his fists.

"Wait, where is Your Majesty now?"

"Return to General, Your Majesty has captured Brazil County a few days ago. Now he should have arrived in Xichong County!"

Lu Bu nodded and ordered: "You go down!" "Yes!"

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Outside Yizhou City, the barbarian army camp.

"Madam, the Qin army has attacked Sichuan from the north and the east respectively!" Meng Huo frowned. At this moment, beside Meng Huo, in addition to Mrs. Zhu Rong, there were several major generals under Meng Huo, two of whom were Meng Huo's younger brother Meng You and general Meng Tuna.

Meng You said indifferently: "The Han army has already seen it! Apart from the better armor than us, there is no one that can compare to our barbarian army!" All the generals under the tent nodded, and Meng Huo nodded deeply. However, Mrs. Zhu Rong frowned and said: "There is rumors in the world that the Qin army must be brave and brave. I think this rumor is not a rumor, otherwise how could the Qin army occupy most of the land of the central army!"

Meng Huo felt that what Mrs. Zhurong said was very reasonable, so she nodded, then smiled and said to Mrs. Zhurong with a flattering look: "What the lady said is extremely true!" Mrs. Zhurong didn't even look at Meng Huo. Meng Huo couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
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