Chapter 112: Breaking the Village

The jade rabbit falls westward, and the stars are not visible.

The humiliating water is turbulent, from north to south, rushing endlessly.

In the Qin military camp, it was still brightly lit at this time, and there were many people, and many Qin soldiers were holding their tired bodies and yawning to be on guard.

"Chirp!"

Suddenly, hundreds of rockets were heard in the distance, and the arrows slid from the sky like meteors and fell into the Qin army camp, and more than a dozen camp tents were suddenly ignited by the fire.

"Extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire quickly!"

The soldiers of the Qin State, who were sleepy-eyed, hurriedly carried the buckets that had been prepared long ago and walked towards the burning tent after seeing the fire burning in the camp.

The Qin army camp, which was supposed to fall into tranquility, boiled like this, and the soldiers of the Qin State were woken up one after another, and rushed out with tired faces.

Even the commander Meng Wu is the same.

"Damn the Zhao people!"

Meng Wu walked out in a messy manner, his face had become very iron-blue, and he didn't care about his own image at all, and scolded when he opened his mouth.

At this time, Meng Wu had long lost his previous vigor, but seemed to be angry and corrupt.

His two pairs of dark eyes, as well as his extremely haggard face, showed how Meng Wu had spent this time.

The cavalry of the Zhao State was like a dog's skin plaster, and the endless harassment tactics did not make the Qin army lose many people, but it also made the Qin army tired to deal with it, and even when it was resting, it was constantly disturbed.

The current soldiers of the Qin State have not rested well for several days, and they are already exhausted.

The continuous harassment of Zhao's soldiers also caused many casualties among the Qin army, and anger, fear, boredom, and helplessness had spread among the Qin army.

"General, the last general asks for orders to pursue the cavalry of Zhao State!"

A certain Qin State general walked out with an angry face, his beard and hair were all open, and his expression was a little hideous and terrifying.

"If you can catch up, you still need to say that I would have led the troops out to kill the Zhao people and shattered the corpses of the Zhao people into ten thousand pieces!"

Meng Fu was already irritable in his heart, and when he saw the appearance of that Qin general, he immediately became angry and roared loudly at Qin Jiang.

"It's not an option."

"Although the Zhao army is constantly harassing our military camp now, the number of troops is too small after all, we only need to send a few men and horses to take turns to defend, and the rest of the soldiers can rest in peace."

When Meng Wu heard this, he frowned and said: "Zhao people must beat drums and shout every night, how can you judge whether the other party is a feint?" ”

"Three thousand cavalry is not a small number, if the other party really comes to attack the camp, the rest of the soldiers are resting, and the harm is absolutely immeasurable."

The man said again: "Although the Zhao army continues to harass and attack the camp, they do not dare to fight head-on, if the general is still worried, it is better to divide the soldiers into four divisions and take turns to guard the camp." ”

"When the other three are resting, even if Zhao Jun really attacks with all his might, just relying on the power of one of them, he will definitely be able to make it return with a feather."

When Meng Wu heard this, he began to think seriously.

There are more than 60,000 troops under the command of Meng Wu, and even if only a quarter of them are divided to defend the village, there are more than 10,000 people.

In the case of defending the fortress, it is indeed possible to easily block the 3,000 cavalry, and if the other party insists on attacking the camp, it even has the opportunity to surround and annihilate it.

With more than 10,000 people taking turns to guard the village, the rest of the soldiers can rest with peace of mind, and in order to avoid being harassed by the war drums of Zhao State, they can even sleep directly with their ears plugged.

Turning his head to look around, seeing that everyone had a look of deep exhaustion on their faces, Meng Wu nodded emphatically.

"Wait until you go and distribute the soldiers and horses, don't care about the Qin army who came to harass you, except for leaving a garrison, the rest of the people can rest in peace, no matter what happens, don't care."

With the issuance of Meng Wu's order, the camp suddenly began to be busy.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the Qin army camp began to be quiet, except for more than 10,000 people who were groggy and guarding the village, the rest of the Qin army all plugged their ears and lay down in the camp tent to sleep.

Not far from the Qin army camp, Zhao Jia stood in the dark with a sword in his hand, observing the movements in the camp.

"After tossing and turning all night, they finally quieted down."

The corners of Zhao Jia's mouth outlined a trace of arc, and his dark and shiny eyes seemed to be completely integrated into the darkness.

"Pass my military order, let Sima Shang lead all the cavalry here, the horse picks the bell, the person ranks, and my son will break through the Qin army camp tonight."

The weather in June is so hot and dry.

Meng Wu was so tired that he had just fallen asleep in bed, but at night there were more mosquitoes, and they stung Meng Wu's exposed skin, causing him to unconsciously turn over and over.

"Kill!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Knock knock!"

In a daze, Meng Wu seemed to hear a lot of chaotic sounds, and he originally wanted to deal with them.

However, Mengwu is very stressed these days, and he is too tired.

He thought that he had divided his soldiers and horses into four parts, and one of them was sober, even if three thousand Zhao cavalry came to attack the camp together, they would return in vain.

The exhaustion of his body, coupled with his trust in his subordinates, Meng Wu still did not wake up from his daze after all, he tightened his earplugs and continued to sleep with his head covered.

Not only Meng Fu, but many Qin soldiers who were sleeping also chose to continue sleeping at this time, without the slightest shouting of killing in the face of accidents.

It's just that these days, Zhao Jun is shouting and beating drums outside the camp every day, and the Qin army has long been accustomed to this kind of shouting.

If they didn't have earplugs with them, they might have noticed the difference in the shouting and killing, but unfortunately, in order to sleep peacefully, almost everyone in the Qin State wore earplugs to sleep.

"Kill!"

Zhao Jia's prancing horse charged ahead, and the most elite knights of Zhao Guo guarded the left and right.

30,000 iron cavalry broke through the Qin army camp, and more than 10,000 Qin troops who were lax and exhausted did not expect that there would be so many Qin troops, and as soon as the two sides came into contact, more than 10,000 Qin troops were defeated by the cavalry under Zhao Jia.

"Set fire!"

Zhao Guo's soldiers got the order, threw out the torches in their hands, and set fire to all the nearby Qin army camps.

"Boom!"

The flames burned fiercely in the camp, and the night sky was dyed red by the fire.

"Kill!"

The cavalry of Zhao State was like a bloodthirsty beast, and it was all around with firelight, and many soldiers who thought they were sleeping soundly were beheaded in their sleep.

"Wake up, wake up, general, wake up!"

Meng Wu was still asleep, and suddenly felt someone shaking his body vigorously, and immediately opened his sleepy eyes.

In the light, Meng Wu saw that the person who shook his body was covered in blood.

"What's going on?"

Meng Wu subconsciously asked aloud, and the faint shouting of killing in his ears made his face change greatly, and he quickly took off his earbuds.

"Kill!"

"Run!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Help!"

The chaotic voice came into Meng Wu's ears, and his face, which was still a little tired, suddenly turned pale.

"General, flee quickly, the Zhao army has entered the camp, our army is losing and retreating, and tens of thousands of robes have died under the butcher's knife!"

Listening to the man's desperate and painful cry, Meng Wu's body trembled, and then roared loudly: "What the hell is going on! ”