Chapter 132: The Battle of Bolangsha

Hou Ye, where. Fan's finger pointed in the direction where the sledgehammer was flying.

"Shoot the arrows." Li Chen shouted at the soldiers beside him.

"Let's go." Zhang Liang in the reeds beckoned, and the strong man carried Zhang Liang on his shoulders, and his two legs were fast.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

The arrows rained down on Zhang Liang's previous position, but unfortunately Hercules had already carried Zhang Liang far away.

"Li Chen, are you okay?" Ying Yue rushed over and hurriedly helped Li Chen up, and Li Chen threw himself into Ying Yue's arms with a soft body. From a distance, one black and one red looks like a beautiful picture, and the red cloak of the moon flutters in the wind.

"It's fine." Someone hugged the nephrite in his arms tightly, and the one that was attached was called a close. Don't say it, the soft ones don't panic at all.

Well, someone still rubbed it shamelessly.

"Cough, cough, cough."

"It's okay and don't let go." The First Emperor's voice sounded behind him, and Ying Yue hurriedly pushed Li Chen away, her little face flushed with shame.

"I'm the one who takes the pot for you."

"What's wrong with hugging your daughter."

"It's swollen."

Li Chen looked at the First Emperor in front of him, and roared angrily in his heart, of course, he would not dare to say it.

"I'm scared to death, you're fine." Ying Yue looked at the divided carriage and said with palpitations.

"Good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years, and this kid has a big life." The First Emperor said angrily, he had a lot of resentment against this bad boy who abducted the pearl in his palm.

"What, whoever lives for a thousand years, scolds whom." Li Chen thought so in his heart, but he said: "Thank you Your Majesty for your praise, long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

These two gentlemen and ministers are really masters, and their moves are fatal.

Here, Zhang Liang was resisted by Hercules and returned to the mountain bag.

"Rong Lu waits for that kid's fate." Zhang Liang straightened his clothes and said unwillingly.

Zhang Liang and Li Chen are now mortal enemies, either you kill me, or I kill you. It's just that Zhang Liang is in the dark, and Li Chen is in the light. So every time Zhang Liang made a move, and Li Chen could only passively counterattack. This time it was Li Chen's luck, if not, I am afraid that he would definitely die.

"Zhang Liang, this kid is black."

"If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves."

Li Chen also wanted to kill Zhang Liang more and more at this time, if this Zhang Liang did not die for a day, he would be unstable for a day.

"I'll kill him for you." Ying Yue said viciously.

Bun of hills, among the pergolas

"Xiang Zhuang, order the soldiers hiding in the reeds to attack." Zhang Liang gave the order, and now the First Emperor's convoy was in an ambush circle, and it was time to attack.

"Kill, kill, kill."

"Smack, smack, smack."

In the reeds in the distance, countless figures suddenly appeared. As soon as this person exceeds 10,000, it seems that there is a sea of people. The sound of footsteps stepping on the shallow water of the reeds made a crackling beat.

These miscellaneous soldiers of more than 10,000 people are not strong in terms of combat effectiveness. But this marching scene also looks mighty and unstoppable.

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Boom, boom, boom."

Although the strength was far inferior to the other party, the forbidden army of the First Emperor did not panic at all. The sword and shield soldiers in the front row smashed their shields to the ground, building a steel wall. And in the gap between the shield and the shield, a pole Changge is interspersed from it.

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

The main method of firing the Qin crossbow is projectile, which is fired at the sky at a 45-degree angle at a long distance. The accuracy of the projectile is not high, but the range is long, a full 800 paces. This is also the most primitive firepower coverage of Great Qin, which specializes in striking dense offensive formations.

In an instant, a dense rain of arrows like locusts fell on the heads of the coalition forces. Obviously, Zhang Liang is not an ordinary person. These soldiers had prepared a round shield in their hands early, and at the moment when the arrow rain fell, the coalition troops raised the round shield in their hands. This projectile had very limited damage to the coalition forces. The coalition forces held round shields and continued to kill in front of the rain of arrows.

"Wang Li, what about Lao Tzu's cannon."

"Pull out Lao Tzu's cannon and give me a hard shot." Li Chen greeted.

At this time, Wang Li had already lined up dozens of tiger squat cannons, and boxes of cannonballs were placed in front of the cannons.

Because of the long distance, I didn't bring the inconvenient exterminating cannons on this parade, but only brought dozens of convenient and lightweight tiger squat cannons. Of course, these dozens of tiger squat cannons are enough for Zhang Liang to drink a pot.

"Zhang Liang, times have changed."

"Boom, boom, boom."

One by one, flowering shells entered the coalition lineup, and there were casualties for a while. The round shield prepared by Zhang Liang in advance is okay to defend against projectile arrows, but for direct cannonballs, the defense is almost zero.

"Ahh......h

"Help.......

"Demon law, this is demon law......

The coalition forces obviously had never experienced such a battle, and their mentality collapsed instantly for a while, and they ran in the opposite direction crying for their father and mother. At that speed, I only hated my parents for having two fewer legs.

"Bomb the camp."

"Zhang Liang, I'll see how you deal with it." Li Chen muttered softly, he wanted to see how Zhang Liang, the eternal scheming saint, would play next.

Bombing the battalion in this era of cold weapons that require close hand-to-hand combat is undoubtedly the deadliest act in the army. You must know that in the ancient army, the hierarchy was strict and the management was closed. Only the officers are abusive, and the soldiers are ignorant to command, and they rely on military discipline on weekdays.

At the time of this great war, everyone was uncertain about their lives and deaths, and they did not know whether they would survive the battlefield. Every soldier is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and once the war is unfavorable. A soldier's psychological breakdown can trigger an atmosphere of hysteria and madness in the army. If the officers are unable to organize an effective counterattack at this time, the rout is a matter of moments.

"Strategist, the officers can't hold it down."

"Commander, rout, the soldiers have begun to slaughter the officers who are blocking the retreat."

"Strategist, I can't stand it."

............

............

One after another, heralds covered in blood came to report it, as if the rout had become unstoppable.

"Bang."

"This bunch of garbage, this bunch of garbage that you raised..."

Xiang Yu was furious, lifted the table under the pergola and flew out, glaring fiercely at the remnants of the six countries around him, and the tiger's eyes burned with rage.

"Tyrannical Qin actually has such a divine weapon, this thing can't be done."

"yes, it's a mistake on your intelligence."

"I'm afraid your own soldiers won't be able to resist it." The bereaved families of the six countries have thrown the pot.

"Xiang Zhuang, order all the soldiers and horses, let's go." Xiang Yu flicked his cloak and said angrily.

"My lord, have you ever forgotten your uncle's entrustment." Zhang Liang said.

Xiang Yu thought about Xiang Liang's entrustment before he died, and knew that he was almost impulsive now, so he had to sit down again, and asked Zhang Liang: "Then, how can this previous work be wasted." ”

"Who said that the previous work was wasted."

"I had a plan in mind." Zhang Liang said confidently, as if he didn't take such a thing as bombing the camp to heart at all.