"Can't sit still and wait for death!" Wang Jian looked around the battlefield, looking for opportunities.
The strength gap between the Qin army and the Zhao army is too big, and it is a gap in all aspects, from generals, military spirit legions, main legions, to the number of armies, morale, etc., the Qin army is all at a disadvantage.
Regardless of the uncontrollable weather conditions, after Wuguan was breached, even the geographical advantages fell into the hands of Zhao.
If the Qin army wants to win, the Longxi cavalry must at least have the strength to suppress Zhao Feiqi and the imperial guards.
But this is impossible to do.
Facing the Youyun cavalry, the Longxi cavalry still had the strength to fight. If they faced Zhao Feiqi or the Imperial Guards, the Longxi cavalry would only be beaten and would not even be able to escape in the end.
"That's not necessarily the case. No matter how strong the military soul army is, it has its limits. If it can plunder enough vitality and evil spirit..." Wang Jian thought in his mind.
The Longxi Cavalry was trained by him. Only he knew how strong the potential of the Longxi Cavalry was. In terms of physical fitness and skills, the Longxi Cavalry was not as good as the Army Soul Corps, but the gap was by no means as big as it seemed.
You know, when he originally trained the Longxi cavalry, it was Zhao Feiqi who was the target. Although it seems like a joke now, Wang Jian never gave up.
The Longxi cavalry now has two biggest problems. One is that when facing Zhao Jun's cavalry, their morale will be suppressed and they will feel like they have lost before the fight begins. This is a psychological problem, and Wang Jian has not yet thought of a solution.
The second problem is that it is difficult for the Longxi cavalry to plunder enough vitality and evil spirit to increase their strength to its peak. The main reason is that the enemy does not give them this opportunity and flees after seeing the Longxi cavalry's strength improve.
The Qin army was suppressed all the time, so the Longxi cavalry did not dare to pursue it.
So far, the Longxi cavalry has never reached its limit.
"Fire arrows!" At this time, Touman's voice came from the distance, and then, an overwhelming rain of arrows came toward the Longxi cavalry.
In Zhao State, the cavalry mainly had two development routes, one was Zhao Feiqi and the other was the Great Wall Army.
Except for the Imperial Guards and Youyun Cavalry.
Although the Guards has reserve legions, they are directly selected from each legion rather than directly cultivated.
As for the Youyun Iron Cavalry, they are not a military spirit army and do not need so-called reserves. Zhao State has no money to form a reserve army for the Youyun Iron Cavalry.
The expenditures of these two legions, Youyun Iron Cavalry and Xuanjia Army, were enough to raise an army of 200,000 in other countries. How could Zhao still have the money?
The cavalry that develop along Zhao Feiqi's route can all be regarded as Zhao Feiqi's reserve legion, ranging from regular soldiers, to elites, to super elites, and then to military spirit legions.
The same goes for the Great Wall Army, but the road from the Great Wall Army to the Army Soul Corps is cut off, so most of Zhao's cavalry can only take Zhao Feiqi's route.
The Hebei cavalry was no exception. The power of their bows and arrows was even greater than that of the Youyun cavalry. When a wave of arrows rained down, at least two to three hundred Longxi cavalry soldiers fell off their horses.
"Kill!" Touman slashed at Wang Jian with his sword. A huge blue light cut through the sky and appeared above Wang Jian's head instantly.
"Get out!" Wang Jian roared angrily, deflecting Touman's attack with a knife, and rushed forward without looking back, "Don't look back, kill him, keep going forward."
Although he is not afraid of Touman, if he continues to fight, the Longxi cavalry will inevitably suffer a large number of casualties.
The Qin army is at a disadvantage in terms of military strength. Every soldier is extremely valuable to the Qin army. One less person will die if one is spared.
"The Qi army is right in front!" Wang Jian's eyes glowed with excitement. As long as he is allowed to rush into the Qi army, the Longxi cavalry will be able to plunder enough vitality and evil spirit. By then, both Youyun cavalry and Zhao Feiqi will die.
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Bai Qi stood on the chariot with a panoramic view of the entire battlefield. When he saw Wang Jian rushing to the Qi army not far away, his eyes showed relief. Next, it was his turn to create opportunities for Wang Jian.
"Xin Wu, lead the chariot army to attack." Bai Qi ordered.
Five hundred chariots, this is the last trump card of the Qin army.
Once upon a time, chariots were extremely powerful and dominated the battlefield for hundreds of years. However, in the past century, with the rise of infantry and cavalry, chariots were too cumbersome and their importance declined rapidly, so that all countries eliminated chariots.
But no one can deny the power of chariots on plain battlefields.
Xicheng is backed by a mountain, and the place is narrow. There are not many places for chariots to use, but this is precisely the advantage of the Qin army, because the Zhao army's cavalry is more restricted.
"The general understands." Xin Wu said with clasped fists, and led his soldiers to board the chariot and rush towards the center of the Zhao army.
"Indestructible!" Xin Wu waved his hand, and a ray of bronze light fell into the chariot. A shadow of a shield appeared on the front of the chariot, and its hardness increased significantly.
Even though the road was a bit rough and there were corpses, weapons and chariots everywhere, their speed did not slow down at all and they rushed towards the Zhao army.
"Kill!" Xin Wu looked at the Shesheng Battalion and the Crossbowmen not far away, and shouted angrily.
From the beginning of the war to the present, the Shesheng battalion and the strong crossbowmen have never stopped shooting, and at least thousands of Qin soldiers died at the hands of the two legions.
How much time has passed!
If this continues, it is hard to say whether the Qin army can survive until the afternoon, let alone defeat the Zhao army.
"Get ready for the crossbow!" Zhao Kuo looked at the charging chariot and said coldly.
To Zhao Kuo's left and right, rows of dark crossbows were lying on the ground. Crossbow arrows as thick as a child's arm were inserted into the arrow slots, and the arrow tips exuded an icy chill.
Following Zhao Kuo's order, crossbow arrows soared into the sky, drawing beautiful arcs in the sky and shooting toward the Qin Army's chariots.
"Get out!" A crossbow arrow struck at Xin Wu. Xin Wu raised his spear and flew the crossbow arrow away. He quickly stabilized his body and continued to rush forward.
But others were not so lucky.
I don't know how many war horses or soldiers were hit by crossbow arrows. Ordinary armor had no ability to resist such crossbow arrows. They were instantly pierced, and the soldiers were carried away by the huge inertia.
After losing control of the chariots, they ran wildly for a certain distance and fell to the side of the road one after another, with the horses wailing loudly.
"Die!" The Wei army rushed towards the Qin army from both sides with blood-red eyes. No matter whether they were dead or alive, as long as they did not surrender, they would all be stabbed.
In terms of hatred towards the Qin army, the Wei army even surpassed the Zhao army. As long as there was a chance, they would never let the Qin army go.
"Throw the gun!" Jin Bi ordered.
The Wei army held a long spear, aimed at the wheels of the Qin army's chariot, and threw it over.
Click! Click!
A series of breaking sounds sounded.
Jin Bi was overjoyed, and was about to lead the Wei army to fight over, when he suddenly discovered that what was broken was not the spokes of the chariot, but the spear!
Under the reinforcement of Xin Wu's talent, the spokes of the chariot are almost as hard as ordinary spears. With rapid rotation, the spears will be broken directly.
However, throwing the gun was not completely ineffective. The speed of the Qin army's chariot was still affected.
"Keep throwing!" Jin Bi ordered again.
"Ignore him and keep rushing forward!" Xin Wu yelled.
With such a short distance, the chariots rushed over immediately, and the Wei army had no chance to keep them.
At the same time, Yan Ju led Zhao Fei to ride to the center of the Qin army and rushed directly towards the crossbow corps.
Although this crossbow corps is not a military spirit corps, it still caused some trouble for Zhao Jun. When the two armies are fighting, it is natural to first deal with this kind of corps that is highly lethal and has poor self-protection capabilities.
"Fuck them all!" Yan Ju laughed loudly, and three consecutive waves of arrows rained down on the Qin army. The Qin army's crossbow corps lost about half in an instant.
"Poof!" Yan Ju took the lead and rushed into the Qin army. With a wave of his scimitar, a flash of blood flashed and the head of a centurion of the Qin army was cut off with a single blow.
The scimitar turned into a shadow in Yan Ju's hand, and wherever the blade passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Zhao Feiqi followed closely behind, slashing at the Qin army crazily. The battlefield seemed to have turned into a one-sided massacre. Zhao Feiqi was like a group of tigers rushing into the sheep, wantonly harvesting the lives of the Qin army.
"Xiang Shou, stop Zhao Feiqi! No matter what, you can't retreat!" Bai Qi said in a deep voice.
"General, I understand!" Xiang Shou nodded solemnly and led the Guanzhong Jingjia Army to quickly rush towards Zhao Feiqi.
There are only more than 4,000 Guanzhong elite troops left, and everyone has a will to die in their eyes. They hold their weapons tightly with both hands. Even if they face the military soul army, they do not have the slightest fear.
The Guanzhong Army is the foundation of the Qin State, and it is also the army that has followed the Qin State from being weak to today. Even the Iron Eagle Warriors cannot compare with it.
Qin has all kinds of bad things, but Qin has never let them down, and they are willing to fight to the death for Qin!
"Kill!" The Guanzhong elite troops roared in unison, and the deep voice spread throughout the battlefield, making people's hearts tremble.
"I'll stop them!" Yan Juzheng was about to abandon the Qin Army's crossbow corps and face the Guanzhong Jingjia Army. At this time, Li Mu led the Great Wall Army and shouted to him.
"Thank you very much." Yan Ju said, cupping his fists.
"What kind of army is this? It doesn't even have any talent!" Xiang Shou looked at the Great Wall Army charging towards him strangely. After so many years of fighting, he had gone through dozens of wars, large and small, but such an elite
Legion, but no talent, this was the first time he saw it.
"Die!" Li Mu rushed to Xiang Shou and slashed at Xiang Shou. Sima Shang also attacked from the other side.
There is no such thing as a fair duel on the battlefield. It is king to use force to overwhelm talents. Not to mention two against one, even ten against one is normal.
when!
Xiang Shou took several steps back, with horror in his eyes.
Guanzhong Jingjiajun has two talents, one is collaboration and the other is win-win. With the blessing of these two talents, his strength has reached the peak of the extraordinary realm. When facing Li Mu and Sima Shang, he fell instantly.
Got into trouble.
The Great Wall Army and the Guanzhong Jingjia Army also fought together. The Great Wall Army had no talent and could only constantly hone its physical fitness and skills. In terms of physical fitness, no army in the world could match the Great Wall Army.
However, when facing the Guanzhong Jingjia Army, the Great Wall Army still felt some pressure.
The Guanzhong Jingjia Army is completely different from other legions. With its tacit cooperation, quick response capabilities, and impressive attack and defense power, even the Army Soul Legion can compete with them.
The Guanzhong Jingjia Army also felt uncomfortable. They never thought that there would be an army with no talent and relied solely on physical fitness to fight them back and forth.
"Kill!" The two sides collided again, and no one took a step back. Both the Great Wall Army and the Guanzhong Jingjia Army were already fighting with red eyes. The ground was dyed red with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"Your Majesty, it's time!" Bai Qi suddenly said to Qin Wangji.
"Your Majesty, why don't you let me come?" Fan Ju said sadly.
Qin Wangji did not look at Fan Ju, but walked to the war drum, grabbed the drum stick with both hands, and smashed the drum with all his strength, shouting: "Jiujiao Lao Qin! We will fight against the national calamity together! The blood will not be shed! There will be a truce until the end."
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Fan Ju and Lu Buwei controlled the battle formation and clearly transmitted Qin Wangji's voice to the ears of every Qin army.
Qin Jun looked back in unison, looking at the thin, old figure in front of the war drum, and everyone fell silent.
That is their king.
It was once so high-spirited and majestic, but now it is as withered and old as an ancient tree that is about to decay.
An inexplicable impulse surged out of everyone's hearts.
"My fellow soldiers, I am with you. As long as the fighting does not stop, the sound of the war drums will never stop!" Qin Wangji said loudly.
He is already very old. At his age, most people have already been buried. It is not easy for him to still be alive after experiencing injuries, defeats, insults and other setbacks.
Nowadays, he not only has to inspire an army of talents and blessings, but he also has to support his body, which is almost exhausted, to beat the war drum. Almost every time he swings the drumstick, he loses his life.
"For the king! Kill!" Someone shouted loudly.
"For the king! Kill!" Earth-shattering shouts broke out from the Qin army.
"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with you..." The Qin army sang "without clothes" loudly, with firm eyes, and rushed towards the enemy regardless of their own safety.
Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief, he finally succeeded, and the morale of the army finally improved.
Due to the consecutive defeats, the morale of the Qin army has been very low. Bai Qi used many methods to improve the morale of the army, but none of them were ideal. He even promised that as long as he defeated the Zhao army, everyone would have their titles upgraded by one level, but the effect was limited.
The reason is that many Qin troops no longer believe that they can win, so the so-called rewards don't matter.
This is Bai Qi's last resort. If this method cannot stimulate the morale of the entire army, then there is really nothing he can do.
Fortunately, Qin Wangji's efforts over the years were not in vain. The people of Qin recognized him and were willing to support him.
"Kill!"
At this moment, Sima Cuo led the remaining Qin troops to attack Zhao Jun from the side and rear.
The Iron Eagle warriors rushed to the front, like the god of death walking in the world, frantically harvesting the lives of the coalition forces. Before the ordinary soldiers could react, their heads had already fallen to the ground.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Lian Po said in a deep voice, his talent enveloped the Xuanjia Army, and he led the Xuanjia Army to kill the Iron Eagle Warriors.
"Your Majesty!" Although the Qin army's combat power exploded, Le Yi and others still showed no signs of nervousness on their faces. Instead, they looked at Zhao Kuo with a smile.
When it comes to military morale, no monarch in the world can compare with Zhao Kuo. Even King Ji of Qin could forcibly improve the morale of the Qin army. How could Zhao Kuo lag behind?