It was the last day of the Qin State of the year. From the beginning of nightfall, the entire Qin Kingdom seemed to be much quieter. The calm night contrasts with the lively dinner parties of every household. The traditional family concept brings them all together. Moreover, the scale of this dinner party is far greater than in previous years. The state of Qin has become much richer.

The people of Xianyang are happily gathering together to spend the last day of the year. And thousands of miles away in the north of the Qin State. The soldiers guarding the border were nervously standing guard and sentry. They want to guard the northern gate for the Qin State.

In October, the leaves fell in Guanzhong. And the north is already covered with snow. Especially in the bridgehead position of the Qin army in Mobei. The cold wind was like a knife. Scraping is painful. The overcoats that were issued simply could not withstand such cold weather. Qin soldiers often had to wear a lot of clothes to barely survive the winter.

Military coat, down jacket with goose feathers. Plus a lighter sweater, but that's still not enough to protect against the cold weather outside. For this reason, some soldiers usually buy their own sheepskin jackets to warm up.

The heavy snow has already buried the barbed wire fence and mine arrays laid out by the Qin State in the thick snow. The Qin army was intimidated to defend the other party's sneak attack. Often, some mines are thrown directly into the snow. Soon after. Heavy snow will cover it. In a few hours, it would pile up thick again, and the soldiers threw some mines in the snow. And so on and so forth. The density of mines is so dense that even the Qin people themselves don't know how many. In short, after the snow fell two inches thick. will throw mines in front of the position. Safety is the most important thing. However, they usually leave a passage as well. As a counter-attack.

An important desert exit north of Mobei. The Qin army built a simple military fortress here. With the advent of winter, they asked them to reduce all the troops in the vicinity and bring them back. There was a battalion of Qin troops stationed here, as well as more than 100 farmers who had finally withdrawn from the hunting operations in the Mobei region. Due to the severe cold, they had to spend the New Year here with the soldiers of the Qin army.

"Heighten your vigilance." A sergeant dressed in a heavy military coat and extremely heavy boots went back and forth to check the sentry.

"It's cold." A private stomped his feet and shouted. Such cold weather. It was the first time the soldier had seen him.

"Get moving." The sergeant walked over and gasped.

"Yes, sergeant." Private said. As he spoke, the private, with a strong spirit, stood up and stretched his arms, then throbbed as hard as he could.

"Cold. It's too cold. Private said with a shiver.

"Bang." A loud explosion was heard. Private gave a chill. Then he stared blankly at the sergeant.

"Damn, don't come early. Not coming late. New Year's Eve is coming. Lao Tzu flew and killed these wolf cubs. "The sergeant knew that someone had stepped on a mine. This indicates that someone has sneak attacked. Something like this is often encountered at the border. The sergeant said as he took his gun and walked along the trench towards the place of the incident.

"Listen, what a sound." In a trench hut, a group of Qin soldiers were roasting a fire around a pot of mutton soup and drinking soup to keep warm. This is the only good thing in the barracks.

"Toot toot." A rush of trumpets sounded.

"Oh. These days the Huns killed. Lao Tzu had to peel off their skins. A sergeant of the second rank shouted. Obviously, he was reluctant to leave the warm place where the mutton soup was drunk.

So, they began to pick up their guns and walk outside.

The lot of the incident looks a little chaotic. You can't see anything outside. The Qin artillery could only rely on the direction of the mine explosion observed by the naked eye to open fire. As for whether the hit is accurate. The artillerymen themselves did not know.

"With a grenade. You don't have to use solid bullets. It simply bounces up in the snow. The artillery lieutenant on duty shouted in annoyance.

"Bang." Artillery began to ignite. There is a battalion stationed here, with a company in its strength. Four guns were their basic configuration, and at the same time, in order to strengthen the firepower. Meng Tian specially provided these fortress troops with two six-barreled Vulcan guns. The two-door six-pipe Vulcan can form crossfire and kill and injure the opponent's personnel on a large scale.

"We can't see each other at all." An artillery corporal complained.

"I know. Damn it. "The second lieutenant knows that he can't see anything. However, the order was still given to continue firing at the approximate position.

"The artillery can't hit them. We have to show them the goal. The sergeant said to a soldier.

"Go, take one of those ammunition that is firing in the sky, and show them the target." The sergeant casually grabbed a soldier and ordered. The soldiers who had gathered urgently lay down in the trenches. The trenches were cold.

"Damn. I grabbed the bitches and kept the Huns and pressed them to the snow for a day. One soldier said retaliatory.

"Whoosh." A salute flower soared into the sky. "Bang." The fireworks bomb exploded at a certain height. The limited light still can't see what the other party is really doing. But I can see the general shadow. Especially the snow and the black figures. That's pretty much enough.

"They're in that little ditch to the east. Fast. Hit. The sergeant's eyes were quick, and he could see the approximate location of the other party in an instant.

Soon, two guns began to re-aim and fire. Six-barreled Vulcan guns were also launched. The operating soldiers are loading ammunition, and they want to take advantage of their hundred-step distance. "Bang." The cannon roared.

"Bang bang." The six-barreled Vulcan began to strafe and fire, and the fireworks continued to fire. The other soldiers watched as the powerful weapons in their eyes unleashed their powers.

It was a mess all night. Many soldiers suffered from wind chills as a result. The major principals stationed there had to report the situation to their highest commanders. Request that they be removed from the place. Because there are many people who get the cold. Wind chill spreads quickly. If left unchecked, there will be no one in this stronghold point capable of fighting.

But the day before, they had to figure it out. A team of eleven-brave Qin soldiers was ordered to check the situation. They could only look from afar, and the other side had entered a damn minefield.

"Oh. Oh, my God. One soldier said, looking at the dead sheep all over the ground.

"We beat the sheep all night." Another soldier said.

"Don't beat me to death. Don't beat me to death. I am the messenger of our singleness. A Hun suddenly emerged from a pile of dead sheep. shouted loudly with Huaxia jade.

"Wait." A sergeant stopped the soldier who was about to shoot the Huns.

"What did you say?" The sergeant shouted.

"I am a messenger of the Huns, and we have come to pay tribute to your king." The Huns said pitifully.

"What should I do?" A soldier asked.