Chapter 80: The Partition Wall Has Ears

After a full meal and wine, several people entered the felt tent again, planning a competition between tomorrow and General Wuhuan Chachai. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shao Yu is an outsider, there is no need to participate, since the other party proposed to compete with these Qin people, in order to prevent self-inflicted humiliation, the one sent must also be the elite of the elite, since this side has agreed to the competition, naturally can not underestimate the enemy, no matter from the perspective of technical tactics or ability, Le Jian, Wen Xiu and Ji Kai, these battle-hardened Qin generals and soldiers, are undoubtedly the best candidates to represent their own side.

Shao Yu himself is also self-aware, he understands that with his current state, even if he wants to prove himself through a competition and wash away his past grievances, he is not carried away by this.

Compared with these iron-blooded soldiers of the Great Qin Empire, he is almost not a star and a half, as if more than two thousand years have passed since the Great Qin, and the descendants have made no other progress except for the continuous development of science and technology and some late-mover advantages.

Even the initial bit of passionate fighting spirit and strong~healthy physique have been exhausted......

Shaking his head depressedly, Shao Yu gently touched the slightly ~ bulging~ lower abdomen, feeling the refreshing feeling of devastating and decaying from the Five Organs Temple, and burped quite proudly, while quietly listening to the discussion of Le Jian and the others.

And regardless of whether the wine and meat are really poisonous or not, filling the stomach first is the king, even if it is death, you have to be a full ghost, right?

In front of him. Le Jian and the others sat down with each other, a few straws were placed in front of them at random, some of the withered yellow turf was peeled off, revealing a little dry sand, and while writing and drawing on it, they discussed solemnly.

That troublesome look, there is really a bit of arranging troops, strategizing, and winning thousands of miles away.

SUDDENLY, SHAO YU SEEMED TO REMEMBER THAT IN THE TV SERIES "GREAT QIN EMPIRE" ADAPTED FROM THE NOVEL OF THE SAME NAME WRITTEN BY MR. SUNHH OF THE CONTEMPORARY GENERATION, THE GENERALS OF ALL PARTIES IN THE SHOGUNATE'S MILITARY TENT WERE LIKE LE JIAN.

There is a sand table in front of him, painted with the terrain of mountains and rivers, the color of the flag hints at the country's affiliation, and the lines represent the national border, interpreting the battlefield situation that stretches for thousands of miles to a sand table less than the size of a house, dividing the war zone with a long sword, and issuing general orders, which is undoubtedly the same as contemporary acting!

The Qin army more than 2,000 years ago wouldn't have already had such an advanced training method, right?

Shao Yu couldn't help but be a little stunned.

I have to say that in some places, the ancestors were really prescient.

Between the groans, I saw Le Jian's brows furrowed, and said thoughtfully:

"Tomorrow's first battle, according to Nachachai, should be a competition of archery, the specific rules have not been mentioned, but the barbarians have always been insidious and cunning, do not pay attention to morality, presumably they will make difficulties everywhere, and even plan to kill us one by one in the competition, so we must fight with the spirit of twelve points and do all the best strategies!"

"Hmm......" Fusu nodded slightly, and responded with a very gloomy face.

"Hey!"

Ji Kai, Wen Xiu, and another slightly younger Qin army soldier hugged their fists and chests together, and shouted softly one by one.

That person's name is Teng Liang, a native of Pingshu, a descendant of the Zhao State, who has been farming for generations, and after Qin unified the Six Kingdoms, he entered the army at the age of 17.

In this big tent, although Fusu is a child of the royal family and has a respected status, but in Daqin, which pays attention to the military merit system, there is no military merit, there is no right to speak, Le Jian's military rank is Du Lieutenant, and he is ranked as the eighth-level duke of the military merit system, so he naturally became the commander of these three people.

Absolute obedience and iron-blooded orders can also be regarded as a secret of the Qin army's invincibility.

Shao Yu also bowed his head slightly in response, although he knew that with these people, he would definitely not have a chance to play.

Le Jian nodded with satisfaction, and continued to lower his voice and said:

"Tomorrow's first battle, if there is a round of archery competition, there will be a horse, if there are two rounds or three rounds, this is Ji Kai and Childe in turn...... Qi Guan is old, I am afraid that he is not qualified for a strong bow and hard string, and Teng Liang's right arm injury has not healed, so only in this way can the best chance of victory be guaranteed......"

"Now, I can only pray, tomorrow's archery competition is only the first round......

Le Jian sighed with great regret, and there was inevitably some loneliness and helplessness in his tone.

As a Qin general, he can't go into battle to kill the enemy, but he can only compete as a prisoner in this little Wuhuan to recapture the tiger talisman and defend the dignity of Great Qin, which is inevitably too aggrieved......

Before he had time to sigh, Le Jian's face suddenly changed, as if he felt a slight movement in the air around him, the experience of killing and fighting for many years made his sense of smell extremely sensitive, but the quiet night seemed to have a little more other things, and his heart couldn't help but chuckle, turned around and shouted:

"Who'?????"

"There's a ??? out there"

Startled by this sudden shout, everyone hurriedly looked up, only to see a figure flickering in the firelight outside the big tent, and then disappeared in an instant.

"The last general will chase!"

was overheard for no reason, Ji Kai suddenly lost his breath, and simply hugged his fist, a trace of murder flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to get up and chase directly.

Le Jian grabbed him and said:

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!"

"Now that we are trapped here, the barbarians must have premeditated, and the blame is that they were eager to win, and they were careless for a while, and did not notice that the wall had ears, and now they rush out, not only will it not help, but they may also be ......."

Le Jian raised his head, and his face was inevitably a little lonely and subject to others.

"Hey!!"

The thistle happily spit out a mouthful of turbidity, hating it but helpless.

What Le Jian said makes sense, even if he chases him out at this time, it is only within the camp, and since people can easily enter, it is impossible not to leave a way back for himself.

Shao Yu was shocked and asked tremblingly:

"That'...... In that case, has our previous conversation been overheard......"

"Maybe......" Le Jian frowned.

Fusu simply picked up a withered yellow blade of grass, and continued thoughtfully:

"Presumably, the fate of at least three rounds of tomorrow's shooting competition is inevitable......"

Once the other party hears their conversation and understands the situation, they will definitely keep lengthening the rounds of the competition to consume their own strength.

"There's no way...... Tomorrow I can only fight against the water......" Le Jian said in a low tone:

"Everyone must be determined to fight to the death, and if they are captured, they must not humiliate the country!"

"Hmm......" everyone present nodded fiercely involuntarily.

Fusu smiled miserably and glanced at Shao Yu, "Brother Shao, presumably tomorrow~ you will also fight......"

"I ???" Shao Yu couldn't believe his ears, "I'd better forget it......"

What kind of international jokes, that's archery, not gunfighting, I've grown so big, but I haven't even touched the bow handle!

"I just hope everything goes well tomorrow......" Ji Kai sighed on his back.

The tone was full of the loneliness and helplessness of the martyrs in their twilight years.

"Perhaps...... We still have a glimmer of life......" Shao Yu said with a sudden flash of inspiration.

"What do you think Brother Shao?" Le Jian asked incredulously.

He really couldn't believe that Shao Yu, who didn't know etiquette and was reckless and clumsy, could have any earth-shattering ideas.

The latter twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled weirdly:

"Have you ever heard the story of Tian Ji horse racing?"