Looking at the Qin army with high morale and pressing the Wei army, Qin Yiren, Wang Ling, Huan Qi, and Meng Fu had gloomy faces, and they all pursed their lips, without a little joy.

Because they know that the Wei army's attack is just the beginning, and there is a bigger crisis ahead. This crisis did not come from Xinlingjun, not from the Wei army, but from Lian Po.

With Lian Po's shrewdness, he will definitely seize this opportunity to attack, and he will definitely not miss it.

Although Lian Po has no elite soldiers and strong generals, there are no elites, but there are still hundreds of thousands of Zhao people who are willing to live and die with Handan, they would rather die than surrender, they have the heart of death, and Lian Po, a good general, will have a huge impact on the Qin army.

Historically, the Qin army stormed Handan, and the blood flowed like a river, and the corpses piled up like a mountain, and finally failed to break through Handan, what is the reason? It is because the Zhao people have the heart to die, and they vow to live and die with Handan, all of which are sacrificed to the death.

Even with the elite of the Qin army and the prestige of the Changping War, it suffered heavy losses, and finally failed to capture Handan.

Wang Ling ordered Meng Fu to prepare for Zhao's counterattack, and not long after his order was issued, the expected thing happened. The gate of Handan was opened, and the Zhao people and Zhao army were about to come out like a flood that burst the embankment, men and women, old and weak, women and children, all who could go to the battlefield came.

They had no weapons, but they were earth-shattering and roared like angry ancient beasts.

"It's coming! It's finally here! Qin Yiren looked at it in their eyes and sighed.

The last thing the Qin army wants to face is the Zhao people and the Zhao army, not because the Qin army's combat power is not good, nor because the Qin army's sharpness is not good, but because they know. Facing the Zhao people was a massacre.

For the Wei army. Qin Yiren can have no scruples. Hurt the killer, as ruthless as you want. For the Zhao people, these are all old and weak women and children, if they can kill the killer, how can they wait until today?

However, this is the case, and I have to face Zhao Ren.

"Zhao Ren, stop quickly." Qin Jun invariably yelled at Zhao Ren.

"Revenge! Avenge! "The consequences of Changping's killing are too serious. The Zhao people are always thinking about avenging their dead relatives, and when the opportunity comes, of course they will not give up, and they are all roaring.

The sound of the waves pierced through the nine skies, shaking the ground and trembling.

"You don't have weapons, and you rush up to die." Qin Jun hurriedly reminded.

"We have a heart for revenge!" Many Zhao people patted their chests and shouted loudly.

"How are we going to do it?" Qin Jun hesitated again, not knowing whether to kill or not.

"Kill!" This time, Qin Yiren didn't hesitate. Loud voice.

Last time, Qin Yiren didn't kill. It is because if you can not kill, you will not kill, and if you can reduce losses, you will reduce losses. In the current situation, it is no longer possible to kill it, and it is necessary to kill.

"Only kill!" Wang Ling clenched his fists, his face was pale, his face was distorted, and he yelled in the direction where Xin Lingjun was: "Wei Wuji, I'll remember this account for you!" ”

If it weren't for the sudden killing of the Wei army led by Xinlingjun and disrupted the Qin army's plan, there would have been no massacre, Wang Ling was extremely unwilling, and had to give an order to count all the unhappiness on Xinlingjun's head.

Soon, the Zhao people rushed to the edge of the trench and couldn't help but stop.

"Whew!" Qin Jun saw it in his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

As long as the Zhao people stop, it will be easy to do, and they should not attack.

The trench outside the Qin army camp was deep and wide, about one zhang deep and four zhang wide, and it was not easy to pass through. It is better to fill it with soil and then rush the camp.

However, at this time, the Zhao people were very decisive, and their mortal heart was vividly displayed.

"What to do? How to get over? Zhao Ren looked at the trench, there was no way.

"Listen to me. Listen to me. A gray-haired old man raised his right hand high, and the shouting Zhao people stopped.

At his signal, Zhao Ren stopped.

"In the Battle of Changping, Da Zhao was defeated and the elite was lost, we don't blame the Qin people, because the Qin people defeated us in a dignified manner. Although we hate the Qin people, we have to say that the Qin people are rare warriors in the world, they defeated Da Zhao, they were upright, Da Zhao lost, because our skills are not as good as others, and we are convinced. The old man gasped and roared.

"That's right." Zhao people's heroic character, admired the warriors, Qin defeated Zhao in the Changping War, although they hated, but they admired from the heart.

It's like two opponents who are bent on putting each other to death, but they can't admire each other in their hearts.

"However, how can Da Zhao's 200,000 soldiers be innocent? They laid down their weapons and were unarmed, why did the Tiger Wolf Qin people kill them? Why kill them all? "The Battle of Changping, the most angry thing for Zhao Ren, and the most unthinkable for Zhao people, is the killing and surrender.

Obviously, the Zhao army had laid down its weapons and surrendered, but the Qin State killed all the 200,000 soldiers, which made the Zhao people hate the Qin State to the bone marrow, and everyone was willing to avenge their relatives.

"Right now, it's time for us to kill all the tigers, wolves, and Qin people, and take revenge!" The old man waved his arms and shouted.

"Kill all the tigers and wolves!"

"Revenge!"

Zhao Ren waved his arms, shook his fists, roared loudly, and his eyes seemed to erupt with fire. If the gaze can kill, Qin Jun doesn't know how many times he has died.

"Young baby, if you have strength, keep it for revenge. If you don't have the strength, join me to fill in the trench that blocks Da Zhao's revenge. After the old man finished speaking, he took a deep breath, glanced at the sky and the earth with affection, then turned around and resolutely jumped into the trench.

"Bang!" The old man fell down, and was stabbed by the nails in the trench, and at first glance he looked like a hedgehog.

However, there was a smile on his face, a smile of satisfaction.

"Baby, the matter of revenge will be left to you." The old men rushed up, roared, and jumped into the trench, killing instantly.

One by one, the old men jumped down, and in a short time, the trench was filled in quite a bit.

Although these old people died, they were all smiling and content, as if they had taken revenge.

Zhao Ren on the edge of the trench watched the old man fill the trench with his body and did not stop him. Just clenched fists. Bite your lip tightly. The hatred in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, enough to melt heaven and earth.

“……”

Qin Yiren, Wang Ling, Meng Fu, Huan Qi, Huang Shigong, Wei Yi, all the soldiers of the Qin army, watching Zhao Ren fill the trench with their bodies, all opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, they couldn't even speak, and they collectively lost their voices.

Zhao Ren's absolute determination was shocking. If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it's true.

However, the facts are right in front of us, and people have to believe it.

"Why are you doing this?" The soldiers of the Qin army reacted, wiped their tears, and shouted loudly: "Stop, stop." ”

Their tears rolled down like raindrops, and they wept silently. Although this is the Zhao people, they are the sworn enemies of the Qin State, but. This kind of resoluteness was enough to win the admiration of the Qin army, and he wept for it.

"I don't know until today. Childe's wisdom in sticking to the strategy of attacking the heart that day. Tears rolled down Wang Linghu's eyes, crossed his sleeves, wiped his tears, and sobbed.

If they had just captured the head of Handan that day and attacked desperately, Handan would have been in ruins, and there would have been no grass. Today's Zhao Ren's decisive decision just reflects the correctness of Qin Yiren's original insistence on attacking his heart.

Soon, the trench was filled, and the Zhao people burst out with a terrifying roar and rushed over.

Before coming to the camp, the Zhao people did not hesitate, and rushed to lie on the ground in front, wanting to use their bodies to pile up a smooth road.

The Zhao people did not have the wrestlers like the Wei army, and they could not break through the Qin army's camp in the shortest possible time, and this method was the most effective.

Zhao Ren, who followed closely, did not hesitate, followed in the footsteps of his predecessors, and lay on the ground. In this way, one by one, they lay down, like a pile of straw, and after a while, a smooth road was piled up.

"Kill!" The Zhao people burst out with a shocking roar, stepped on the corpses of their predecessors, and rushed through the camp and into the Qin army camp.

"You don't have to come."

"Why do you bother?"

The Qin sergeant had tears on his face, but he was ruthless, and the Qin sword in his hand slashed at Zhao Ren, and he shot fiercely and fiercely, showing extraordinary military quality.

There are very few Zhao people who have weapons, and the vast majority of them have no weapons, they only have teeth, fists, bricks, dirt, and smoke, which are not at the same level as the Ruishi of the Qin State. However, they caused great trouble to the Qin army.

Who is hard to deal with?

Not a man armed to the teeth, but a man with a mortal heart!

The Zhao people have the heart of death, they have no weapons, so they pounce on them, bite them with their teeth, and smash them with their fists. If they have broken their hands and feet, they will crawl and crawl to fight, and as long as there is a breath of air, they will not give up.

What's even worse is that the Zhao people can't be killed, the Qin army kills one, the Zhao people come with a pair, the Qin army kills a pair, and the Zhao people come with two pairs. In this way, the Zhao people went forward one after another, resolutely and resolutely fought with the Qin army, and there was a magical scene, they actually pry the Qin army's position, and the Qin army began to retreat.

It's not that the Qin army didn't fight the contrary, they shot mercilessly, extremely fierce, killing countless Zhao people, and the corpses of the Zhao people were everywhere, and many corpse mountains could be piled up.

The blood on the ground melted the ice and snow, forming a small blood lake at first, and later, the blood lake became bigger and bigger, forming a huge blood lake, and there were corpses smashed down, splashing blood waves from time to time, eye-catching, indescribably weird.

The Qin army didn't want to retreat, but under the death charge of the Zhao people, it gradually became chaotic and had to retreat.

"This ......" Qin Yiren looked at the battlefield situation while fighting, and couldn't find a word to describe this kind of tragedy.

Miserable, extremely tragic, unbearable to witness...... These words pale in comparison to the present situation.

Lian Po, who commanded the Zhao people to fight, had already cried into tears, and he wiped his tears while commanding, this was the most unforgettable battle in Lian Po Rongma's life, and his heart was broken. However, he had to harden his heart and command the Zhao people to fight.

If he could, Lian Po would never want to fight like this again.

"Zhao Ren is crazy! They don't want to die! Xin Lingjun saw the battlefield situation in his eyes, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

Mao Gong, Xue Gong, Hou Ying, and Zhu Hai had tears in their eyes, and they choked up and couldn't speak: "I have heard that Zhao people are strong for a long time, and they are strong!" ”

"Kill!" Xin Lingjun knew that his opportunity had come, and with a wave of his right hand, he led the Wei army to attack again.

The Qin army had already been pryed into the position by the death charge of the Zhao people, and the Wei army was killing again, and it could no longer resist it.

"Withdraw!" Wang Ling saw it in his eyes and gave a decisive order. (To be continued.) )