"The Qin army has no hope of victory." This is what Li Mu said to Zhao Kuo.

When he said this, the face of the governor of Zhao State also carried unparalleled confidence.

Although the tone and expression of the words are very similar, there is no doubt that in view of the past records of the two main generals, Li Mu's words seem to be more reliable.

Three days passed without waves.

During these three days, the Zhao army really adhered to the agreement in the war book and did not launch a further attack on the Qin army, and the Qin army also took advantage of the rare three-day respite since the start of the war to take a good rest, which can be regarded as regaining a certain combat effectiveness.

After some intense preparations, the decisive day finally arrived.

As soon as the morning dawned on this day, the officers and men of the two armies got up one after another, and after breakfast, one after another troops began to drive out of the two large camps one after another, and assembled in front of their respective large camps into one phalanx after another.

Wang Jian stood on top of a chariot today, and his whole figure seemed to be extraordinarily promoted, with a pair of tiger eyes like lightning, and he looked quite a little unangry and arrogant.

Beside Wang Jian were dozens of Qin generals, and at this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Qian, waiting for Wang Jian to give orders.

Wang Jian didn't speak first, but looked around at these Qin generals in front of him.

From the faces of these Qin generals, Wang Jian saw many different expressions.

Some are eager to try, some seem calm but panicked, some have a sad face, and some have a blank face.

Wang Jian spoke slowly: "Generals, I know that you and many others are not too optimistic about this battle in their hearts. But I want you to remember that wars are never decided by numbers. Which side can win depends on whether the confidence of the soldiers on this side is firm and whether they can unite as one! ”

"Now that Zhao Junxing has come with an unrighteous army, vainly trying to destroy my Great Qin and enslave all the people of my Great Qin, you will tell me that you will not agree to such a thing!"

After a few moments of silence, a roar erupted: "No promise!" ”

Everyone is a soldier, don't care if you are afraid or not, this roar must be shouted for the sake of face.

Wang Jian nodded with satisfaction, and said in a deep voice: "Remember my words, today we are not fighting for our own future and military achievements, we are fighting for our own fathers and fellow villagers, for Daqin, and for all the old Qin people!" Now, tell me aloud, what will be the outcome of this battle? ”

A louder roar followed: "Wan Sheng! Wansheng! Wansheng! ”

The roar continued to spread like a tidal wave, and many soldiers of the Qin army raised their weapons and roared loudly: "Wan Sheng! Wansheng! ”

For the first time, a smile appeared on Wang Qian's face.

After a while, the roar slowly stopped, and Wang Jian officially began to assign tasks.

"General Wei Yu, this time you are responsible for leading a force of 20,000 people to stop the Zhao army troops from Yuanli City, and don't let the Zhao army troops over there and the main force of the Zhao army form a flank attack on our army. The enemy is twice as large as you, but I can't give you more troops, can you stop the enemy? ”

Wei Yu took a deep breath, and his whole face turned slightly red because of excitement and excitement: "Please rest assured, General, I will swear to stop Zhao Jun to the death and prevent Zhao Jun from taking a step forward!" ”

Wang Jian nodded and continued to give orders.

"General Wang Fen, you are responsible for leading 40,000 left wing troops to meet the right flank of the Zhao army. General Zhao Tuo, your task is to lead 40,000 right wing troops to meet the left wing of the Zhao army. Whether it is the left wing or the right wing, the task of the two of you is the same, that is, they must withstand the attack of the Zhao army, no matter what the price is! Okay, if it's all clear, then let's go our separate ways. ”

Many generals of the Qin army responded suddenly, and after giving a military salute to Wang Qian, they turned their horses and headed towards their respective positions.

The generals in front of Wang Jian suddenly decreased by more than half, and the remaining generals belonged to the Chinese army under the personal command of Wang Qian.

Wang Jian let out a long breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Beat the drums, march!" ”

"Tong, Tong, Tong!"

The thunderous drum sound resounded in the sky, and the huge Qinzi handsome flag behind Wang Jian kept waving in the wind, and countless flags danced at the same time, and the Chinese army of the Qin army began to camp step by step, approaching the position of the Zhao army in front of him.

I don't know who is leading, and a majestic singing voice suddenly sounded from the Qin army's array.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son! ”

The first time it was just a chorus of hundreds or thousands of people, but it had spread rapidly by the second time, and by the third time, even Wang Qian, the commander of the Qin army, began to sing loudly.

The voices of the soldiers of the Qin army converged into a huge sound wave that resounded through the sky, covering up all other voices on the huge battlefield, leaving only this majestic and majestic high-pitched singing voice in the heavens and the earth!

A few miles away, the Zhao army was in the main formation.

Li Mu, the commander of the Zhao army, rode a white war horse with an incomparable horse, standing quietly on a small hill, which was an excellent observation point, and could condescendingly observe every corner of the battlefield.

Looking at Qin Jun's movements, the corners of Li Mu's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Wang Jian actually chose to take the initiative? It seems that he is really forced to do the strategy of survival in death. It's just that this march and battle formation, how can you win by singing a few lyrics? Pass the order, beat the drums, and the whole army will attack! Then order General Zhao Kuo to lead 4,000 armored cavalry to dispatch from the right flank, be sure to crush the enemy's left flank as quickly as possible, and then sweep the enemy's central army! ”

The rumbling drums also came from the position of the Zhao army, countless red flags waved in the wind, and the soldiers of the Zhao army roared like a black and oppressive tide, and launched a charge, heading towards the Qin army rushing in front of them.

"Trebuchet !!" The commanders on both sides issued the same order at almost the same time.

Hundreds of trebuchets began to fire, and heavy boulders flew through the sky before landing in the midst of the charging ranks of the Zhao army.

Because the formation of the Zhao army was too dense, any trebuchet would hit and crush many Zhao soldiers one after another, opening a small gap in the wave of Zhao army's charge.

What Zhao Jun threw on his side was not a boulder, but a trebuchet version of the earth-shaking thunder and fire oil bomb from Zhao Guo's latest improvement and development.

After many battlefield practices, Zhao Jun's gunpowder workshop has been able to produce three different versions of the Earthquake Thunder, which can deal with three different ranges: ultra-long-range, long-range and medium-range, each of which can ensure that the explosive oil bomb is about to land or has just landed at the moment of detonation, and the error is no more than one breath at most.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

As the earth-shattering thunder landed one after another, continuous explosions also sounded in the Qin army's position.

Many of the soldiers of the Qin army didn't even have time to make any defenses, and they were directly blown to pieces by the earth-shattering thunder that fell from the sky, and the stumps and broken arms flew around with countless flesh and blood, and the screams were connected in the smoke, at first glance it sounded like a cry from the evil ghosts of hell, even in broad daylight, it still made the people who heard this sound have a feeling of numbness in their scalps.

There was also the fire oil bomb that exploded in the position of the Qin army, and the fire oil in these fire oil bombs had extremely strong adhesion, and it could directly ignite the leather armor on the soldiers of the Qin army in just a few breaths after being attached to the people, so there were suddenly many fire people running around and jumping around in the Qin army's position, creating a lot of chaos.

Wang Jian watched this scene quietly, only to feel that his heart was like a knife, and his hands were clenched into fists at some point: "This damn earth-shattering thunder, this damn fire oil bomb!! ”

What made Wang Jian extremely depressed was that although Zhao Jun had used the earth-shaking thunder on the battlefield on a large scale for so long, and although the Qin army had also obtained some physical objects of the earth-shaking thunder, the imitation progress of the Qin army's craftsmen was too slow and too slow!

Due to Qin Mo's secret departure, there was a fatal gap in the high-end craftsmen of the Qin State, and due to the lack of relevant knowledge, the first few craftsmen who imitated the formula of the earth-shattering thunder were all killed in an accident, resulting in the fact that the Qin army is still in a groping stage, although there are some finished products, but large-scale imitation will take time.

And what Qin Guo and Wang Jian lack most now happens to be time!

The distance between the two forwards was still narrowing, and soon they were in the range of the crossbowmen.

"It's all there, shoot!"

With the hoarse roar of the officers, the dense crossbow arrows whizzed straight out, like harvesting wheat to harvest a piece of the opponent in an instant.

This was followed by successive rounds of bow and arrow throwing.

After all the ranged forces had been introduced, the forward waves of the two sides finally collided heavily.

Countless blood-colored waves instantly bloomed at the forefront of the battlefield.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the soldiers at the front line on both sides fell in rows.

Behind them were countless robes, holding up the swords, guns, axes, and halberds in their hands, their eyes wide and their expressions were as hideous as beasts, and the green tendons on their necks stood upright, nervous and excited, waiting, advancing.

When they are finally pushed to the front by the crowd, they will let out an unparalleled roar when they finally wait for this moment, and then wave the weapons on their heads towards each other's heads and stab/smash/split/slash at each other's heads and vital points.

Then, there was the bloom of one blood-colored wave after another.

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