Chapter 913: Artillery Divine Might!
The movement of the Qin army's iron cavalry was very large, but the soldiers of the Xia army, who were fleeing in a hurry, did not notice the Qin army's cavalry charging at all, and now they only had the word escape in their minds.
After the Qin army's iron cavalry charged, the Qin army's artillery positions also stopped firing to prevent accidental injury to comrades.
The Qin army's iron cavalry quickly rushed to the ruins of Manshan Pass, and the war horses under their crotch jumped again and again, as if walking on the ground, and easily crossed the Manshan Pass, and rushed directly into the Xia army camp.
The sound of artillery fire stopped, and many Xia soldiers turned their heads curiously to look behind them, and when they saw the huge Qin army's iron cavalry rushing towards them, they were all frightened, and hurriedly spread their legs and continued to run, not daring to stop at all.
It can be seen that Xia Junjun's heart has collapsed, and the gods are difficult to save!
"Kill!!"
"Rush!"
"Help!"
"Run!"
The Qin army's iron cavalry was as fast as the wind, rushing into the Xia army camp at a very fast speed, the huge impact of the war horse hit the back of the fleeing Xia army soldiers, directly breaking the backbone, vomiting blood and flying upside down, the Qin army cavalry waved the horse lance in their hands with a hideous face, and the strong armor-piercing power of the horse lance easily broke through the armor of the Xia army, drawing a deep visible bone scar.
"Poof!"
"Uhh
Blood splashed everywhere, and the blood rain poured on the soldiers of the Qin army, dyeing the black armor red, the blood flowed on the ground, and the soil was stained with blood, accompanied by a bloody corpse that fell, and the Xia army camp became a hell, which can be described as a river of blood, a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses!
The Qin army's 100,000 iron cavalry rushed madly to kill, wantonly ravaging the Xia army camp, where the iron cavalry passed, the corpses fell in pieces, the morale and fighting spirit of the Xia army had long been blown into ashes by artillery, and in the face of the Qin army's iron cavalry charge, there was no slightest sense of war, and they were fleeing.
The kings of Han, Yi, and Zhen also lost their former kingly demeanor, and fled to the south like lost dogs.
The Xia army was defeated like a mountain, and there was no suspense about victory or defeat in this war!
Li Po, twenty-six years old this year, is the army of the Han Dynasty, at this time, he is carrying a spear and hurriedly fleeing, looking behind him while fleeing, watching the cavalry of the Qin army continue to approach, constantly slaughtering his comrades, Li Po is shocked and frightened.
He did not defend against the enemy on the city tower, and stayed in the Han King's military camp waiting for the next military order, originally he thought that this time he could win a lot of credit, not to mention the knighthood, at least he could live a rich life.
Who would have thought that in just a dozen breaths, Manshan Pass, which he regarded as Xiongguan, actually collapsed, and more than eighty percent of the people on the city tower did not run out in time, Li Po knew very well that these comrades who did not run out in time were going to be buried with Manshan Pass.
What is more terrible than the collapse of Manshanguan is that the bursts of thunder sounded like thunder, so that the front camp of the Han Wangjun and the Yiwang army was torn to pieces, and I don't know how many comrades were buried under the thunder.
He was lucky not to be torn to pieces by the thunder, but he clearly felt the power brought by the thunder, and he felt that as long as he was within thirty steps of the thunderbolt's explosion, his life would be threatened.
Under the endless fear, he chose the same path as countless comrades, and that was to run!
He didn't know how long he had been running, but he knew that the closer the Qin army's iron cavalry was to him, and the closer the Qin army was to him, the more frightened he became, and his throat and eyes were squeezed in his throat.
"Kill!!"
"Those who surrender are not to die!"
The killing and shouting of the Qin cavalry clearly reached Li Po's ears, Li Po immediately stopped, bent over and gasped, and after gasping for a while, he directly threw away the weapon in his hand, turned around to face the Qin army's iron cavalry, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy loudly: "I surrender, don't kill me!" ”
But at this moment, hundreds of Qin army iron horsemen roared over, looking at the blood-stained horse lance and armor in the hands of the Qin army cavalry, as well as the hideous face, Li Po's face was like ashes, and he closed his eyes in despair.
"Whew!"
"Whew!"
A whistling sound like a raging wind came, and Li Po, who was kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, clearly felt a strong wind coming, he thought that he would feel pain, and since then he has died in the hands of Qin Jun, but except for feeling the whistling sound and strong wind, there is no pain in his body.
Under curiosity, Li Po opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he was taken aback, only to see the dense Qin army iron cavalry rushing like a gale, but the Qin army cavalry did not attack him, either bypassing him or jumping over his head.
The whistling sound and strong wind he felt were the strong wind and whistling sound produced by the Qin cavalry as they bypassed him.
Watching the steady stream of Qin army iron cavalry bypassing him and leaping over him, Li Po had to sigh in his heart, the Qin army's cavalry riding skills were really powerful.
Why do you sigh so much?
Because generally speaking, he knelt in front of the cavalry charge, which would definitely make the cavalry too late to make a temporary reaction, and would directly collide with it, but the Qin army's iron cavalry calmly bypassed or jumped over, just this temporary adaptability, today, only the Qin cavalry can do it.
What Li Po didn't know was that since the Great Qin conquered the Northwest Desert, the head of the Qin cavalry was generally a well-known master of cavalry in the grassland.
The intensity of Qin Jun's training is also daunting.
After Li Po sighed, he hurriedly lay down, although the Qin army's riding skills are guaranteed, but it is inevitable that he will be hit by a very few cavalrymen who are not good at the banner, it is safer to lie on his stomach, of course, in order to prevent the Qin cavalry from thinking that he is a dead man, he raised his hands while lying on his stomach and made a surrender action.
Li Po also cautiously turned his head to look at the left and right sides and behind him, and found that he was not the only one who surrendered on his stomach, and seven or eight of the ten lying on the ground were lying on his stomach with his hands raised and surrendering.
"Hey, 800,000 troops, that's it!" Li Po sighed again, not feeling pity and shame in his heart, only feeling lucky.
It seems that being a Qin person is also a good choice.
Li Po thought secretly in his heart.
Now he is not the only one who thinks so, the soldiers of the Xia army who surrendered on the ground all think so, they know very well that the soldiers of the whole country of Great Xia were defeated in half a pillar of incense, and the destruction of Great Xia is a matter of ironclad, it just depends on the matter of time.
Li Po was reluctant to continue to think about it, and quietly lay on the ground waiting for the end of the war, and was also ready to become a prisoner of war of the Qin army.
"Ahh
"Surrender, I surrender!"
"Run!"
"Why run, we have an army of 800,000!"
"The army of 800,000 is a fart, the prince and they all ran away!"
PS: "The most difficult point of all-out war is that it is difficult to write every battle, after all, there are too many battles, five or six battles, if you write them all, at least more than 100 chapters will be written, and then the brothers will definitely feel bored and think that the plot is too delayed, so the author only carefully writes two wonderful battles!" ”
(End of chapter)