Just when Qin Shaojun took Peng Zhong and other guards to start climbing Huashan, on the battlefield of the Huayang Plain, the war between the Qin army and the Qian people had already begun. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

I have to say that the Qin army does have a lot of troops, but the army of the Qian tribe is also a lot, at least in Zhao Hongrun's opinion, there is not much difference in the strength of the two sides.

"It seems that the people of the Qiang tribe have gathered the armies of several tribes." Zhao Hongrun muttered.

Lubaron nodded.

In Sanchuan, there are almost no large tribes with hundreds of thousands of people, because of such a large tribe, the hidden dangers are very large, one is the threat of the cold winter to the sheep, and the other is the restriction of grazing land.

Therefore, when the patriarch of the tribe has grown to a certain size, he will let the adult son or henchman take part of the tribe to separate from the flock and find another pasture rich grassland to live in, and establish a new tribe, that is, not to put all the eggs in the same basket.

According to this development model, even if one of the Karma tribes encounters a devastating disaster, it does not matter, the rest of the Karma tribes of the same paternal line will give some assistance to help the former through the difficult times.

Therefore, to be precise, the Qiang tribe in the population of Zhao Hongrun and others is actually a tribal alliance composed of many Qiang tribes, and the form of composition is close to the Qiang tribe of the year and the current Sichuan Alliance, but because of the relationship between Wei State, the Sichuan Alliance does not distinguish between the Qiang people, the Qiang people, and the Qiang people, and the Qiang Alliance does not accept the Qiang people.

"In this battle, it is said that most of the Qiang tribes in the entire Huayang area have participated." Lu Balon said without any emotion: "The defeats in the first few battles have made the people of the Qian people anxious...... The environment here in Huayang is very superior, the pasture grass is vigorous, and the water source is also abundant, which is a very important grazing land for the Qin tribe, and they do not want to be taken away by the Qin people. ”

In Lu Balon's view, the pastures in the Huayang area can be called one of the best natural pastures in Sanchuan, of course, no matter how good it is, it has nothing to do with him, a Shan people. Because in the Sanchuan grassland, the Qiang people will not hand over this kind of high-quality natural pasture to their Shan people.

Even to this day, there are many people who look down on the people.

Therefore, to be honest, as long as it is not a major matter related to the entire Sanchuan, just the life or death of the Qiang people or the Qiang people, Lu Balon will not care at all as a Shan people.

The appearance of the gods refers to the relationship between the two tribes and the people of the Qiang.

And on the battlefield in the distance, the Qin army and the Qian army have come into contact.

Compared with the chaotic formation of the Qin army, the formation of the Qin army is much more rigorous and neat.

This disparity is even more pronounced when the Karma army sends tens of thousands of slave soldiers.

"The slave soldiers of the Qiang tribe began to charge...... The Qiang tribe has not yet learned to behave? ”

Zong Wei Chang Wei Jiao looked at the battlefield in the distance with some incredulity.

Because of the war between the Qin army and the Qiang tribe a while ago, it was because the slave soldiers of the Qiang tribe were killed, which put the Qiang soldiers in the rear into an embarrassing situation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the battle started today, the Qiang people actually pushed all the slave soldiers onto the battlefield.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun shook his head and corrected: "No, the people of the Qian tribe have realized the mistake of the last battle, you see, their warriors have been dispatched. ”

Everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, they found that the warriors of the Qiang tribe rarely entered the battlefield as soon as the battle began, although the positions that appeared were on the two wings, obviously to reduce the losses caused by the frontal hard fight, but compared to the past, when the slave soldiers charged, the warriors of the Qiang tribe straddled the horse and remained motionless in the rear, which really made a lot of changes.

And in this regard, the response of the Qin army is ...... The Qin army did not move in the slightest!

Perhaps sensing the surprise on Zhao Hongrun's face, Lintao Jun Wei Ji exhaled lightly and said solemnly: "The slave army of the Qian people has to be said to look very fierce, but this is not enough to shake the soldiers deployed by the Qin army. …… His Royal Highness King Su watched carefully, and then the Qin army was incredibly stable. ”

"......" Zhao Hongrun glanced at Lintaojun Wei Ji, and then looked at the battlefield intently, he vaguely saw that the vanguard of the Qin army, after a moment of silence, began to move forward slightly, but when the vanguard army of the Qin State in that row of phalanxes was only twenty or thirty zhang away from the charging Qian slave soldiers, the vanguard army suddenly stopped neatly.

What's going on?

Zhao Hongrun suddenly felt that the momentum of the former army of the Qin State had changed all of a sudden.

"Haven't you installed it yet?" He turned his head and shouted anxiously to Zong Wei Mu Qing and Zhou Pu.

I saw that beside him, Zhou Pu and Mu Qing were installing a strange instrument, but in Zhao Hongrun's memory, this strange and ugly metal instrument, it was called a telescope.

In fact, as early as last year, Zhao Hongrun wanted the Smelting Bureau to drum up a telescope, after all, in a large-scale war, the human eye alone is not enough to see the battle situation in the distance.

But the problem is that you need a filter to make a telescope, and the best material for a filter is clear glass.

Many people may think that no matter what kind of sand can be smelted into glass, but in fact, the raw material for firing glass is quartz, and different sand contains quartz to different degrees, and some common sand in Wei, even if the glass is fired, it is also a kind of inferior glass with a very mixed color, and it cannot be made into a filter at all.

Therefore, Zhao Hongrun asked the smelting bureau to look for a white natural ore (quartz), or white sand (quartz sand), but unfortunately, there was almost no natural quartz in the Wei Kingdom.

Therefore, Zhao Hongrun can only use resin instead of glass to make filters.

The good thing is that resins are very common in Wei and are much simpler to make; The disadvantage is that filters made of resin are not as clear as filters made of clear glass, with some variegation, brittle texture, and limited distance.

But in any case, it is much clearer than looking directly at the prospect with the human eye.

"Alright, alright."

After hearing Zhao Hongrun's urging, Zong Wei Mu Qing fixed the ugly telescope on the wooden frame.

The reason why it is fixed on the wooden frame is because there is no such thing as plastic in the Smelting Bureau, and Zhao Hongrun is greedy and wants a telescope that can adjust the distance, so the craftsmen of the Smelting Bureau installed a gear system inside the telescope.

Since the current process of the Metallurgical Bureau is not yet able to make very fine gears, those iron gears are very large, so the weight of the entire telescope has greatly increased.

Although the large telescope can see the vista is also large, this is by no means what Zhao Hongrun wants, because it is too heavy, even if he holds it with both hands, he can't lift it for long, so he will install this ugly telescope on a wooden shelf.

Under the surprised gaze of Lintao Jun Wei Ji, Zhao Hongrun walked to the back of the telescope, and after adjusting the distance, he began to pay attention to the battle situation on the distant battlefield.

At this time, he found out that the front team of the Qin army was a row of soldiers holding Changge and iron shields, if nothing went wrong, these soldiers were the Ge shield soldiers mentioned by Wei Ji of Lintao Jun, the backbone of the Qin army's frontal battlefield.

By this time, the shieldmen were close together—the same row of soldiers, close together, forming a wall of shields with thick shields; And the soldiers in the back row actually used their shields against the backs of the soldiers in front, and the density of the entire formation was incredible.

“…… Can you stop it? ”

Zhao Hongrun muttered.

Just as he was muttering in private, the slave soldiers of the Qian tribe had already rushed in front of the formation formed by the Qin army's Ge shield soldiers.

But what greeted them was a shield more than a foot high.

"Boom ......"

This is the dubbing given by Zhao Hongrun himself, because in his eyes, the torrent of slave soldiers of the Qin tribe has hit the Ge Dun soldiers of the Qin State.

However, the shield wall line did not move!

"Hiss......" Zhao Hongrun gasped, he never thought that in the face of the collision force of countless slave soldiers, those Qin Guoge shield soldiers were stubbornly blocked by a tightly formed formation.

And the ensuing battle situation made Zhao Hongrun both shocked and amused.

Because the situation of those slave soldiers of the Qiang tribe at this time was really embarrassing, because in front of them, it was a solid shield wall with a height of more than a zhang, as if it was an impassable wall.

I don't know how many slave soldiers used all their strength to collide, or poke and slash with their weapons, but the shield wall remained unmoving.

Embarrassing, it's too embarrassing, even Zhao Hongrun is a little embarrassed by the slave soldiers of the Qian tribe on the battlefield in the distance at this time, obviously the enemy is close at hand, but he can't touch it.

"Isn't the height of the shield of the Qin State only up to the shoulder? It's obviously higher than the top of his head......" Zhao Hongrun turned his head and glanced at Lin Taojun Wei Ji.

Lintaojun Wei Ji shrugged his shoulders and said that he was very innocent: When I fought with the Qin army, the shield of the Qin army's soldiers was indeed only up to the shoulder.

Zhao Hongrun nodded and didn't say anything.

After all, while Wei was becoming stronger, other countries were also making progress, and they were also improving their armaments and tactics one after another.

"However, if you defend yourself against the slave soldiers in front, what about the arrows coming from overhead?" Zhao Hongrun asked Lintaojun Wei Jidao.

Lintao Jun Wei Ji smiled faintly, and said in a complicated tone: "The best way is to let the cavalry of the Qian tribe who can shoot arrows have no chance to shoot the bow......"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Hongrun suddenly saw countless chaotic people pouring out of the two wings of the Qin army's formation, these people were holding different weapons, some were wearing armor, some were not, and they charged towards the Qian cavalry who came with the slave soldiers without hesitation.

"Kill—"

The chaotic slogans shouted from the mouths of these people were like roars, even if they were far away, Zhao Hongrun was instinctively shocked.

"The Yellow-Faced Army!" He read word for word.

Lintao Jun Wei Ji sighed slightly, looked at the battlefield and muttered: "The cavalry of the Qian tribe is blocked by the black-faced army, then, those slave soldiers will be finished......"

With his words, the Qin army began to change formations, inserting a crossbow from both wings, and firing a volley of ten thousand arrows towards the place where the slave soldiers of the Qi tribe were located in the center.

For a while, the slave soldiers fell one by one.

"What a simple and crude tactic...... Qin General on the opposite side. Zhao Hongrun muttered.

Lintaojun Wei Ji smiled lightly, and said in a complicated tone: "But it is undeniable that it is very effective. ”

Just as the two of them were talking, Zong Wei Zhou Pu, who was leaning against the wall of the stairs with his arms crossed, suddenly seemed to notice something, restrained the smile on his face, and subconsciously glanced at the stairs leading to the third floor of the watchtower.

"Someone's coming!"

He reminded everyone in a low voice. (To be continued.) )