Master is here, do you dare to come?

Sima Zhi asked softly, the enemy commander Mengla. Gupta was actually restrained by Sima Zhi's momentum, and he didn't dare to reply. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sima Zhi grinned, and pointed at the 200,000 Gupta Dynasty army with one hand: "Your boss is a wreck, which of you dares to come and fight with the master"?

The army of the 200,000 Gupta Dynasty looked at Sima Zhi's bloodthirsty eyes, and lowered their heads one after another, not to mention fighting, at this time, when they looked at Sima Zhi, their hearts were full of fear.

Seeing this, the five hundred Qin Army Iron Eagle Swordsmen behind Sima Zhi were swept away in an instant because of the grief and indignation that killed half of the robes. Looking at the 200,000 submissive enemy troops, they laughed out loud one by one.

Sima Zhi laughed: "What Gupta Dynasty is still powerful?" Haha, it's just a bunch of rats"! Saying that, Sima Zhi shouted in the direction of Liuya Mountain: "Second brother, bring some good wine, and I will have a drink with the brothers who died in battle"!

After speaking, Sima Zhi no longer paid attention to the 200,000 enemy troops in front of him, but sat cross-legged in a pool of blood, picked up the Qin sword and cut off a piece of elephant meat, used the enemy's three scimitars, simply set up a shelf, took out the flint and ignited the wood, and roasted the elephant meat by himself.

Seeing this, the five hundred Iron Eagle swordsmen around smiled knowingly, cut off a piece of elephant meat one after another, and sat in a circle around Sima. After a while, dozens of improvised grills were set up here, and in a short time, the smell of meat spread throughout the battlefield.

Enemy Commander Mengla. Seeing that Sima Zhi and the others were so unavoidable, Gupta actually regarded his 200,000 army as nothing, and even called himself a waste, and even said that the Gupta Dynasty was just a group of rats. The blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and as soon as he pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, he was about to order the whole army to rush forward and kill all these hundreds of Qin troops.

Mengla. It was not surprising that Gupta was so impulsive, but several Gupta Dynasty generals next to him were shocked when they saw this. They hurriedly grabbed the coach Mengla. Gupta and one of the generals advised: "Marshal, calm down, you have to be calm!" Marshal, look, where do the sergeants still have half of the fighting spirit? Marshal, if you force an attack at this time, the general will be worried that the sergeants will mutinie without the enemy attacking."

Mengla. Gupta was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly looked back, only to see the 200,000 troops, and the sergeants who could see it, they didn't dare to look at the hundreds of Qin troops, where did they still have half of the courage. As far as his eyes could see, these sergeants lowered their heads one by one, and did not dare to look at themselves.

Mengla. Gupta sighed, what is such a soulless sergeant who is not a rat? How can such a group of ants be able to fight? Fearing that if they ordered a strong attack, these sergeants would not only not obey the order, but would blow up the camp, scatter and flee, and even kill themselves in order to survive.

With hundreds of enemy troops and 200,000 troops, is there anything more ridiculous in the world? Who has ever heard of such a strange story since ancient times? Think about your Gupta dynasty, which has been invincible for more than ten years, just because it has not encountered a real army that dares to fight. Now that they encounter the Qin army, aren't they all exposed in their original forms?

That dragon elephant king Qin Feng has a good life, he has such an iron-blooded army, and how his life is declining, and he is in command of such a group of rats. The sky treats Qin Feng so kindly, and how cold he is to himself! Alas, the time is also lucky! With such bad luck, what else can be done but cry out in vain!

At this time, Qin Feng, Meng Ling and others also came with dozens of wine bags, and everyone sat together in front of 200,000 enemy troops. Laughing loudly, roasting elephant meat and drinking spirits. The indescribable exhilaration, the indescribable heartiness.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people returned to fight in ancient times!

At this time, Qin Feng seemed to be elated, but the heartache on his brow could not be left behind no matter what. Looking at the corpse of an Iron Eagle swordsman beside him, Qin Feng felt that his heart was about to break, that kind of heartache, that kind of sadness, at this time, Qin Feng felt that the liquor in his mouth was full of bitter taste!

Although there are tens of thousands of Qin people and 50,000 Qin army, there are only 1,100 Iron Eagle swordsmen in the Qin army. These people are the elite of the Qin army, and these people are Qin Feng's most solid support.

These 1,100 Iron Eagle swordsmen, when the Qin army defeated King Bolun, when they defeated King Harappa, when they defeated King Kasaro, when they defeated King Kasara, when they defeated King Kascar, so many battles, no matter how tragic the battle was, none of these 1,100 Iron Eagle swordsmen were killed or wounded.

But in this blocking battle, in just one battle, five hundred were lost, and this was not five hundred ordinary soldiers of the Qin army, but five hundred Iron Eagle swordsmen. Since the Qin army selected 1,100 Iron Eagle swordsmen, there are only 600 Iron Eagle swordsmen left.

Qin Feng always thought that these 1,100 Iron Eagle swordsmen would follow him all the way back to the Central Plains and all the way back to the capital Xianyang. Not only Qin Feng thinks so, but I'm afraid that most people see it this way. After all, previous battles have shown that the Qin Army's Iron Eagle Swordsmen are absolutely invincible.

But this invincible existence, because of the needs of great strategy, can only be left in this strange and desolate place in the way of hand-to-hand combat, and only in the simplest and most cruel way.

The reason why they did this was for nothing else, because they believed in Qin Feng, they believed that the general would lead everyone to realize the dream of the Qin people returning to our Great Qin, and they believed that the Qin Summit was in the capital Xianyang, and carved a monument for them to pass on their names through the ages!

Facing the corpse of this Iron Eagle Swordsman, Qin Feng stood up with tears in his eyes, sprinkled all the wine in the wine bag on this land, and said loudly in a sad tone: "Brothers, the heroic spirit is not far away, please drink this wine!" Today's wine is not enough, I will be in Xianyang, my great Qin capital, and invite the brothers to drink Qin wine! Get drunk! Alas! Woohoo hurts! Shang Fang"!

Sima Zhi, Meng Ling, and the five hundred Qin Army Iron Eagle Swordsmen also got up one after another, spilled all the wine in the wine bags on the ground, and followed Qin Feng and said, "Brothers, we will meet again in Great Qin!" Brothers, see you in Xianyang! Alas! Woohoo hurts! Shang Fang"!

Then the soldiers of the Qin army carefully collected the bones of more than 500 Iron Eagle swordsmen who died in battle, poured fire oil on the corpses, and then raised the fire to cremate all of them. The dream of these Iron Eagle swordsmen is to return me to Daqin and Xianyang, so they can only be cremated, and then they can be brought back to Daqin and Xianyang.

Looking at this pile of sky-high fires, Qin Feng and hundreds of others looked sad one by one, and sang in a desolate tone: "Blood will not be shed, and death will not be truce!" Qin has a sharp soldier, who competes with him"!

The three thousand Qin troops on Liuya Mountain not far away also looked at this fire, looked at the bones of these robed brothers, and sang loudly one by one: "The blood will not be drained, and the death will not be truce!" Qin has a sharp soldier, who competes with him"!

The song was desolate and heroic, and the sun was almost noon, and he was so frightened that he hid in the clouds, not daring to show his head. In this desolate land that had just experienced a great war, there was no other sound at this time except this singing!

When the fire was extinguished, the bones of their brothers who had died in battle were gathered up. The remaining five hundred Iron Eagle swordsmen carefully wrapped these bones, then took off their armor and wrapped them around their waists. In this way, these Iron Eagle swordsmen who died in battle can get along with them day and night, as if they had never been separated!

And the 200,000 troops of the Gupta Dynasty, seeing that the Qin army was collecting their own bones, did not dare to send people to collect the corpses of 5,000 elephant cavalry. They can only be allowed to lie in this bloody stain, slowly becoming cold, slowly stiffening, slowly rotting, and slowly being eaten by vultures!