On the straight road to Xianyang, there are high hillsides on both sides.

A camp runs across the middle, cutting off the road.

On the top of a simple castle made of wooden stakes, stood a sergeant dressed in cloth.

Behind, the camp is lined up, and groups of soldiers in cloth clothes are patrolling.

This is the large camp of 50,000 local troops, separating Shangjun from Xianyang.

According to the order from Xianyang, the 150,000 troops have been quietly withdrawn to participate in the local counterinsurgency.

The rest was only 50,000 men against the opposing border army.

50,000 against 100,000, or the elite border army that is well-equipped and has been fighting with the Huns for a long time.

To tell the truth, the guard is panicked in his heart!

Therefore, except for the guards who arranged a group of people every mile along the line to keep an eye on, the other main forces were all concentrated in the camp on the straight road!

The opposite side really has to attack before it can concentrate its forces to resist.

If the troops are scattered along the garrison line, the already small number of troops will be scattered, and it will be easier to be broken one by one.

In the past, when there were 200,000 troops stationed, the senior generals wanted to get the position of commander.

With 200,000 troops in hand, and against the 100,000 border troops on the opposite side, they are not full of confidence.

But now there are only 50,000 people left, and they have simply become a death squad!

If the 100,000 border troops on the opposite side attack, they will die hard, and they will be beheaded because of cowardice when they retreat.

Now becoming the chief general of these 50,000 local armies is a drudgery to death!

Whether you want it or not, when the emperor's edict is delivered, you can only go up hard.

I only hope that the rebellion can be ended quickly so that the army can come to support .......

Li Jing led the guards and a group of high-ranking generals to stand on the hillside in the distance, holding binoculars in their hands to check.

In the distance, you can see the continuous camps of the local army and the soldiers on patrol.

This road, built by Meng Tian to Xianyang, has already stationed the main force of the local army.

If you want to get to Xianyang from Shangjun, this straight road is the fastest and closest road.

Otherwise, you will have to go over the mountains.

If it's a few people, you can also take a detour.

But if hundreds of thousands of troops want to make a detour, it's a simple matter.

The mountain roads were rough and the marching speed was slow, and there was also time to mobilize troops to defend against them.

Instead of taking a detour to make the soldiers disgraced and exhausted into the battle, it is better to directly and generously hit the door.

At the very least, it can allow the soldiers and war horses to save their physical strength and maintain their combat strength.

Outside the gate of the village, within a hundred steps from the camp gate, there are dozens of staggered and sharp rejection horses.

If the cavalry charges, it will inevitably be blocked by sharp rejection horses.

If the front is blocked, the enemy troops behind will rush up, and they will be in chaos in front of the staggered rejection horses.

And the archers on the camp can easily shoot the enemy within a hundred paces with a light bow!

In terms of defensive position, the landlord will have something remarkable.

Relying on the terrain, it stands to reason enough to block 100,000 people for a month.

"These sergeants are wearing cloth clothes, and they don't even have defensive armor, are the local army already so poor?"

A general looked through the binoculars at the local troops patrolling in the distance, his face showing disdain.

When he turned his head to look down at the neatly arranged soldiers, each wearing armor made of wrought iron, a strong sense of superiority rose in his heart.

When he saw the old-fashioned equipment of the soldiers in the camp, and many of them didn't even have armor, his heart was full of fighting spirit.

With excellent equipment, his self-confidence is bursting, and only 5,000 people are enough to hit the camp of 50,000 people!

But then again, even the brave and warlike Huns and Donghu cavalry were killed on the battlefield and fled.

These soldiers, who had just been drafted from the fields, were not a little worse in combat power.

The Xiongnu and Donghu, as nomadic peoples, could only plunder everywhere in order to live, and all men were warriors.

Daqin, but different.

Although Daqin is also a soldier of all people, all men have been trained.

But when there was no war, they farmed at home.

Only when war broke out, was re-drafted for training.

Fusu's Shangjun border army was trained as professional soldiers.

In addition to training, it is training!

And if someone in the family joins the army, each household is given a ploughing ox!

More land was cultivated by captives.

There were tens of thousands of captives who were cut off in the Great War alone to cultivate the land!

Who called Shangjun After several successive big victories, he harvested a lot of cattle and sheep, and there were enough prisoners!

The defenders in the interior have only undergone a short period of training, and their combat strength and fighting spirit are 108,000 miles behind the strong border army!

An army of 200,000 attacking 50,000 defenders is already bullying.

A full fleet of flying cavalry, and a full number of heavy cavalry, were too lazy to use them in the first battle.

With well-equipped and elite selected from the elite, attacking the inland defenders who don't even have armor will be even more bullying!

"General, the last general is willing to lead a group of men and horses as the vanguard, ensuring that a stick of incense can destroy the enemy in time!" A military general volunteered to ask for help.

Li Jing shook his head slightly, and said with a serious face: "You remember, Childe's strategic goal is to defeat, not to exterminate!" ”

The faces of the surrounding generals turned pale, and they hurriedly responded respectfully: "No! ”

Fusu is still very kind to the people of Great Qin.

As long as you don't swear to resist to the death, you will be left with a way to live.

After all, there are hundreds of thousands of Xianyang troops, nearly one million anti-thieves, and 500,000 Southern Legions, which is nearly two million enemy troops.

The total population of Daqin is only 20 million, and many of them are old and young, women and children.

If all the two million enemy troops who are about to fight are killed, I am afraid that there will be a fault in the youth of Great Qin.

If 2 million people are all disarmed and returned to the fields, they will not need to consume military rations, and they will still be able to grow fertile land, and the amount of food saved and created every year will be astronomical!

Therefore, retaining more young and strong people is a well-thought-out grand strategic policy of Fusu.

The surrounding generals looked at the camp in the distance, and could only retreat to the side helplessly.

Li Jing put down the binoculars and ordered in a deep voice: "Notify the front army and start attacking!" ”

"No!"

The herald beside him immediately took the order.

Signal flags waved on the hillside, and long horns sounded.

Woo woo woo~!

At the foot of the mountain, a well-equipped and well-trained frontier army marched in formation towards the camp.

Everyone was dressed in black armor, and there was a thick shield in front of them.

The sound of a long horn for attack was heard, which immediately caused chaos in the camp on the opposite side.

Knock knock!

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

The camp was filled with the sound of drums and footsteps.

In the middle tent, a man in armor hurried out under the support of several guards.

scolded and scolded: "Why did the border army suddenly kill across the border, what about the secret sentinels along the way, why is there no return?!" ”

Several generals who hurried in hung their heads and said nothing, knowing in their hearts that the secret posts arranged along the way were probably ...... quietly uprooted by the enemy.

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