Fifty or sixty miles outside the city, there is a very empty flat land, with no mountains and no valleys, which can be said to be naturally suitable for large-scale cavalry engagement.

Qin and Rong Di are a feud, a hatred that cannot be resolved. This hatred has existed since the founding of the Qin state. It can be said that a large area of rivers and mountains in the Qin State was almost snatched from Rong Di's hands. Hundreds of years of war have not only caused the Rongdi tribe to lose a large amount of land, but also the number of tribes has increased from the earliest hundreds of tribes to only sixteen tribes left.

For the hatred of the Qin State, especially the soldiers of the Qin State, the Rongdi people are engraved in the flesh and blood.

Wei Chen was dressed in white. Standing on a slightly raised ground on horseback, he looked at the two sides that were about to fight, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

To put it bluntly, this war between the Qin State and the Rongdi tribe was completely instigated by him alone, whether it was lobbying the sixteen Rongdi tribes or the many backhands arranged by the Qin State, he spent too much effort, and this is the time to reap the fruits.

The war is like chess, the Qin State and the Rongdi tribe are black and white chess pieces, and he Wei Chen is the chess player who controls the chessboard. He wants to use this war to open the prelude to the struggle for hegemony in the world, let the six countries of the Central Plains understand the role of soldiers, and at the same time correct the names of soldiers and themselves.

World War I became famous all over the world.

Wei Chen silently calculated the distance between the Qin army and the Rongdi cavalry in his heart, and seeing that the distance between the two sides was only three or four miles, he waved his hand violently to the rear.

With the sound of a dull horn, the eight thousand cavalry, which had been advancing in unison, suddenly divided into three parts, and the two sides slightly adjusted the direction of the galloping of the war horses, and then like three sharp swords, they quickly galloped towards the Qin army.

Although Jing Jian had doubts in his heart, he ignored the changes in these Rongdi cavalry, slapped the war horse under him, and continued to run forward.

Soon, two black torrents converged together, and for a while, the sound of gold and iron clashing, and the desperate roar of the soldiers were endless. A Rong Di soldier had just cut off a Qin soldier from his horse, and two swords were inserted into his abdomen. Immediately afterwards, countless Rong Di soldiers swung their scimitars at those Qin soldiers.

The war was cruel, Jing Jian took five thousand imposing Qin troops and most of the Rong Di soldiers fought together, just less than an hour, the Qin army suffered thousands of casualties, but the Rong Di soldiers suffered more than 2,000 casualties, and gradually the Qin army began to gain the upper hand, and the Rong Di soldiers began to retreat slowly.

Cutting down a Rong Di soldier from his horse, Jing Jian looked up at the scene of the battlefield. The sudden attack of Rong Di's soldiers before made him have to lead the attack. After only a little observation, Jing Jian was shocked in his heart, although the Qin army now has the upper hand, but the two parts that Rong Di's soldiers were separated from before had already arrived behind the Qin army.

As Rong Di's soldiers continued to retreat, the battlefield at this time moved forward more than ten miles from the place where the battle was engaged.

Turning his head and looking at the Qin army beside him, from the previous grief and indignation, the subsequent rapid march, and an hour of hard fighting, the originally high morale began to decline a little at this time. Although the Qin army is good at fighting, such a high-intensity marching battle is also a bit unbearable.

Jing Jian secretly said that it was not good, and just as he wanted to order the army to stop the pursuit, he saw that the Rong Di soldiers who had already moved behind him began to slowly accelerate, and from behind the Qin army, they quickly rushed over.

Caught between the front and back, the situation suddenly reversed.

In the face of the offensive of the Rong Di soldiers, the Qin army's casualties began to surge, and the Rong Di soldiers only charged once, and hundreds of Qin soldiers lost their lives.

Jing Jian had blood-red eyes, roared, and began to break through with the soldiers around him. Because if they don't break through, the only thing that awaits them is the annihilation of the whole army. The corner of his eye glanced around the battlefield, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man in white not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Could it be that he planned all this?" Jing Jian muttered in his heart, he didn't care about where to go, and then he began to break through.

I don't know if it was the intention of Rong Di's soldiers or the predicament that stimulated the bloodiness in the bones of the Qin army, and after a period of fierce fighting, Jing Jian finally made a bloody way.

When Jing Jian led the Qin army out of the encirclement and got rid of the pursuers behind him, he slowed down his running. When the number of people was counted, Jing Jian was looking up to the sky and roaring, and there were 5,000 soldiers coming, but now there were less than 1,000 remnants of the defeated army. The warriors of the 4,000 Qin army died under the sword of Rong Di's soldiers.

"General, it's better for us to go back to Mianzhucheng first, and wait for General Ying to arrive with a large army." A soldier of the Qin army, covered in blood, said to Jing Jian.

Looking at the ragged and scarred soldiers around him, although Jing Jian was unwilling, he was a little helpless, and then he could only nod, and a group of wounded, sick and disabled people would rush towards Mianzhucheng, without the majesty and high-spiritedness when they came, only a decadent atmosphere permeated among everyone.

Jing Jian never understood why the combat effectiveness of the Rong Di soldiers had become so powerful, and if so, why had the Rong Di tribe been pressed by the Qin army for hundreds of years and had to throw away a large area of grassland and send a large number of treasures and beauties in exchange for a place to live?

Although his heart was filled with a sense of defeat, Jing Jian began to think about this battle, and he wanted to find out the reason for the defeat. When they saw the dozens of shocking Jingguan again, everyone stopped, some knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, while others lowered their heads with the long swords in their hands.

Standing in front of these Jingguan, the previous rhetoric seems to be still circling in my mind, and it seems that not much time has passed. Suddenly, he thought of the middle-aged man in white he saw at the end, the smile that was calm and relaxed, and everything was under control, which made him a little creepy. If all this was arranged and planned by him, then this person would definitely be a big problem for the Qin State.

After stopping for a long time, Jing Jian rushed towards Mianzhu City with the remnants of less than a thousand defeated soldiers.

In this war, the Qin State was defeated.

On the other side, the cheers of Rong Di's soldiers seemed to be in stark contrast to the decline of the Qin army. A group of soldiers brandished the scimitars in their hands and mended the knives on the Qin soldiers who were not yet dead. Those lonely war horses standing beside their masters were brutally pulled away by Rong Di's soldiers, and even dead war horses were deboned and chopped into pieces, cut into pieces, and put into special bags.

Every Rong Di soldier had a smile of joy on his face, they won, they won in the face of the Qin army like a devil, this is the wish of many grassland children, and now a man has helped them come true.

All the soldiers looked at Wei Chen with respect. In the Rongdi tribe, the strong should naturally be respected by everyone.

Wei Chen looked at the busy Rong Di soldiers in front of him, his face showed a relaxed look, and the stone that had always been hanging in his heart was also put down.

The countries of the Central Plains are still dominated by chariot soldiers, and the number of chariot soldiers is definitely a key factor in judging a country's strength. Cavalry has always been an auxiliary branch of Che Ying. The world underestimated the power of cavalry, and also underestimated the impact that cavalry can bring. Although cavalry is not enough for sieges, it can be a key factor in a war.

Wei Chen was happy because he had finally proven the role of cavalry in actual warfare. And the sixteen tribes of Rongdi, everyone is a natural cavalryman, shouldn't this make him happy?

Although there was still a loss of two or three thousand soldiers, such a loss was exchanged for the rout of the Qin cavalry, and within a radius of 100 miles in the future, it would be the territory of the Rongdi cavalry that was wantonly crisscrossing.

As for why he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue the remaining remnants of the Qin army, Wei Chen had his own plan, in his opinion, the destruction of a country was not only to destroy all the enemy troops on the battlefield, but also to disintegrate them from the heart, and the fleeing Qin army was a good medicine to disintegrate the hearts of the Qin people.

After cleaning the battlefield, Rong Di's soldiers, under the order of Wei Chen, began to build the Jingguan again, this time because of the large number of people, more than a dozen Jingguan larger than before, soon stood on this land, declaring the cruelty of the war and the defeat of the Qin army.

Wei Chen began to return to the camp with five thousand Rong Di soldiers, and when he saw Yuanyuan City from a distance, the corners of his mouth did show a cruel smile, and he muttered to himself: "Maybe there should be a result." ”

In the camp of the Rong Di soldiers, it was naturally joyful, bursts of cheers kept coming, a large cauldron was propped up, and the fat sheep were slaughtered in the laughter of the soldiers, and then chopped into pieces and thrown into the pot. For a moment, the bonfire reflected the night sky.

Qin Chuan sat in a tent, listening to the laughter outside, his brows were a little furrowed, it seemed that something good had happened, so it was a bad thing for Qin Guo.

What the hell is going on? Qin Chuan muttered in his heart.

Soon, Wei Chen, who was full of alcohol, answered the doubts in Qin Chuan's heart.

Eight thousand Rong Di soldiers fought with five thousand Qin troops for two hours, the Qin army was defeated, and less than 1,000 of the 5,000 Qin army escaped.

After hearing the news from Wei Chen's mouth, Qin Chuan's face was full of incredulity. The invincible Qin army, was it so defeated in the hands of Rong Di?

"What? Surprised? It's nothing. Wei Chen sat beside Qin Chuan with a drink. Wei Chen drank a lot of wine, and he smelled the smell of wine on him from a long distance.

"Qin Chuan, the son of the Qin State, whether you are or not, I will let you watch the Qin State perish little by little." Wei Chen stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Chuan, his face full of spirit.

"We have hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Qin who are good at fighting, just one defeat doesn't mean anything, and when the army arrives in the future, we will definitely kill you and flee." Qin Chuan glared at Wei Chen and argued loudly.

"Hahaha, hahaha." Wei Chen stood up, his face was ruddy, he looked at Qin Chuan's immature face, and said contemptuously: "Then you can watch how I defeated the invincible Qin army in your heart." With that, he waved his sleeves and walked out of the tent.

Qin Chuan sat slumped on the ground and stared blankly ahead.

"How is that possible? How could the Qin army be defeated? Qin Chuan still couldn't believe in such an ending.