As the sun set, the entire battlefield was stained red with blood. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoTens of thousands of people have remained here forever, leaving only their mounts with the occasional hiss, remembering their former owners.

In the center of the battlefield, more than a thousand black-armored Qin cavalry surrounded a group of men who seemed to have been fished out of a pool of blood.

"I'm defeated!" Ren Xing muttered with a vacant gaze.

"You are worthy of the name of General Zhao, and you are also worthy of King Zhao!" Ying Zheng lightly rode the horse and took two steps forward.

In the afternoon of fierce battles, even though Yingzheng had a lot of cultivation and many soldiers to respond, he was still extremely tired.

"Ahem!" Ren Xing coughed lightly a few times, and then said, "Can you tell me, what is that?" ”

Even if Ren Xing had run out of oil at this time, when he thought of the looming white tiger before, Ren Xing still held on to his breath, he knew that that might be the special feature of this Qin army.

Ying Zheng stared at Ren Xing, who could no longer see his face clearly, and said: "The method created by the ancestor of the soldier family, the intention of gathering troops is in the general's body. Will be in charge of the soul. It's for, the law of the war spirit. In the past, the ancestors of the soldiers used this method to break the state of Chu, and Wu Qi also used this method in later generations to create Wei Wushu without defeat. ”

A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Ren Xing's slightly empty eyes, and he laughed: "I'm not as good!" I'm not as good as! ”

Ying Zheng was silent, Yan Zhao was a righteous man, Ren Xing, as the main general of one party, had a chance to get out, but he fought to the death and did not retreat.

Even with him, none of the 20,000 elite cavalry under his command retreated, and even in the end, the remaining disabled infantry actually dared to charge at them.

If it weren't for Bai Qi's method of controlling the battle spirit, I'm afraid that it would be their more than 6,000 horsemen who would have fallen here.

"Thank you for your doubts!" The brilliance in Ren Xing's eyes quickly dissipated, and his eyes became blurred again.

"I'm defeated, but you may not be able to win either, hehe......" Ren Xing lowered his head after saying the last sentence.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, what did Ren Xing's last sentence mean? It's just a word of will, or is it ......

"Boom, boom!"

In the distance, a muffled thunderous sound sounded.

Ying Zheng turned back suddenly, and a group of more than 3,000 fiery red cavalry, facing the blood-colored sunset, came straight towards them.

"Childe!" Bai Qi's face was a little unsightly, after an afternoon of scuffles, especially the consciousness melee of more than 6,000 people, even his cultivation was already exhausted at this time.

Ying Zheng's face was as pale as water, and he understood the meaning of Bai Qi's words. In front of him, his 1,000 elite cavalry had reached the end of the strong crossbow, but the opposite group of Zhao cavalry had been recuperating for a long time.

With Bai Qi's ability, it shouldn't be a problem to go by himself, but this thousand elite riders will stay here completely.

"It seems that it should be the county defenders, not a mediocre soldier......" Bai Qi said again, the meaning of the reminder could not be more obvious.

Ying Zheng's hand holding the hilt of the sword was already full of muscles, and he was angry!

Ren Xing, with 25,000 people, polished most of the combat strength of the Qin army. In the name of asking the question, he delayed time and killed himself, causing the soldiers of the Qin army to disperse the fighting spirit in their hearts.

The last 3,000 people are the killer weapon he kept to the end.

If these 3,000 people had joined the battlefield at the beginning, I am afraid that they would also become the souls of the Qin army's iron horses. However, at this time, when the Qin army is exhausted, it will undoubtedly become a sharp blade, completely ending the lives of this thousand Qin army.

"The whole army obeys the order!" Ying Zheng turned his horse's head, faced the oncoming three thousand Zhao horses, and slowly raised his sword.

"Childe!" Bai Qi snorted softly.

"Useless ......" Ying Zheng shook his head lightly and said: "If I am the only one who goes back by then, then everything I have worked so hard to manage will fall apart in an instant......

Bai Qi was shocked, nodded, and said helplessly: "Lao Chen understands......"

"Ladies and gentlemen! Zhao people want to die, will you be killed? Ying Zheng threw away his blood-stained helmet and shouted.

"Fight! War! War! ”

A thousand exhausted Qin Qi looked at the black figure in front of him, and an unwilling voice erupted from his dry throat.

"Old Qin!" Ying Zheng shouted.

"Restore my rivers and mountains!" A roar resounded through half the sky.

"The blood doesn't drain!"

"No truce!"

"Boom, boom!"

The roar sounded again.

Around more than a thousand Qin horses, a looming white tiger appeared again. It's just that the white tiger at this time exudes a trace of black, and a pair of tiger eyes are dyed blood-red.

The battle, as brutal as expected, was unexpectedly fast.

The collision of 4,000 men and horses was decided in just one hour.

At this time, it was completely dark.

The moon stars are scarce, and a cold moon hangs high in the deep blue sky, and the north wind blows, bringing a hint of blood.

The battlefield was the same, except that there were more than 3,000 corpses. On this huge battlefield, it is only an insignificant corner.

Next to Ying Zheng, there were only more than 700 people left. All of them were wounded, and some even lost their arms, leaving only bloody holes.

Through the cold moonlight, Ying Zheng slowly swept across the battlefield full of corpses.

"Your Royal Highness......" Behind Ying Zheng, Song Fan shouted lightly.

"A roster of soldiers, but is there still one?" Ying Zheng's indifferent voice couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness.

"Before the expedition, Gu was left in the tent of General Wang Qian." Song Fan said with a slight pause.

"In this way, let them be promoted to the third level!"

With only 10,000 men, they fought to the death against an enemy who was several times their own. Although it was a miserable victory, such a record can also be proud of the Seven Kingdoms.

However, hearing these words in the ears of Song Fan and the others was a spiritual shock.

According to the Qin law, you cannot be promoted unless you have merit. However, the so-called knighthood is not something that ordinary people can promise. Even if he is the main general, he can only promise one level. If you want to move up multiple levels, you need to report upwards.

And now, Ying Zheng directly promised them three levels, and such power is not something that can be determined by the identity of a master general. Even the status of the crown prince could not make such a decision.

"Is Your Highness hinting at something?" For a while, Song Fan's heart was hot.

The battlefield is a huge meat grinder, and almost all those who can survive on the battlefield have a fateful relationship. There is a natural superiority between the relationship.

Yingzheng is the crown prince, and as the prince's direct subordinates, they have made such great contributions to the prince in protecting the prince, and they will definitely be cited by the prince as the minister of the humerus mansion in the future.

Song Fan, who was standing behind Ying Zheng, glanced at Jun Jiuyou, and immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "The last general will thank His Highness!" ”

The surrounding soldiers also knelt down one after another.

Jue's promotion to the third level is not a small temptation.

"Uncle Shi, as you know, among the world, how many people can use the method of war spirit?" Ying Zheng didn't pay attention to the large number of kneeling soldiers, but turned his face and asked Bai Qi.

"I'm afraid, in today's world, the only people who can use this method are the old minister and the boy of the Wei Kingdom." Bai Qi said bluntly.

"The method of fighting soul is easier said than done, and more importantly, it varies from person to person." Bai Qi continued to explain: "The ancestor of the soldiers, Sun Wu, is still the pioneer of Wei Wushu, Wu Qi, in terms of force, the old minister can confidently win. ”

However, with such cultivation, Lao Chen can only command more than 10,000 people now. But Sun Wu and Wu Qi are several times more than the old ministers. This is also their limit. No matter how much it is, I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it. ”

"Even so, the old minister just saw a little clue from that kid from Wei State. Gu Laochen guessed that the kid of Wei State, now two hundred people is already his limit. ”

Ying Zheng frowned slightly when he heard this. The power of the Battle Soul Law has now been revealed, and if this method can be promoted, then the military power of Great Qin will completely crush the Six Kingdoms of the Eastern Cuisine.

"Uncle Shi can improve it?" Ying Zheng still asked a little unwillingly.

"Childe, rest assured, now the old minister has a general method of practice. As long as the minister is given enough time, it should not be a problem. Bai Qi arched his hand and replied.

"What does Uncle Shi think of them?" With a hint of a smile, Ying Zheng turned his head to look at the soldiers who were still kneeling.

Jun Jiuyou and Song Fan couldn't help but glance at each other again, and a greater joy jumped into their hearts.

The corners of Bai Qi's mouth also showed a hint of a smile, and he replied, "All of them are my Great Qin elites." ”

"In this way, there will be Uncle Lao......" Ying Zheng nodded.

"When the sky falls, the spirit is angry, and the wilderness is abandoned!"

"The body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute!"

"From today onwards, your name will be the end of the world......"

"Thank Your Highness for the name!"

PS: There may be one shift starting tomorrow, and there will be two shifts in time. It's the end of the period, understand