Terror and despair permeated the hearts of Thracians.

The bronze crossbows of the Qin army, like the spikes of a hedgehog, were shot densely, and at a distance of less than a hundred paces, even if the Thracian body was strong, it could not resist the power of Qianjun created by the machine scraper Liliang.

Infantry combat in the age of cold weapons.

Generally speaking, pikemen and sword and shield soldiers are the mainstay, while the Qin army is the opposite, they rely more on crossbow machines as long-range strikes, and once the two armies approach, the Qin soldiers often rush forward with wine vessels in one hand and bronze swords in the other.

When the hand-to-hand combat killed the enemy, the Qin soldiers cut off the head with a sharp sword as a military merit, such a bloody way of killing made the Qin army repeatedly gain the upper hand on the battlefield, and now, in the face of the tall Thracians, the reorganized Qin infantry soldiers picked up the traditional combat method again.

"Great Qin, Great Qin!" Ji Xin shouted. This was the first time he participated in a life-and-death battle alone, and it was also the most important battle he experienced on his journey to the west.

A group of soldiers of the military marquis Han Anguo was at the front of the battle array, and in front of him, the eyebrows and eyes of the chaotic Thracian soldiers could be clearly distinguished under the light of the fire.

"Brothers, aim, fire!"

"Launch!"

Han Anguo, who was born in Qidi, failed to catch up with the end of the unification battle of Qin, and he was not lucky to participate in the battle of the Southern Expedition, and after serving as a military marquis in the local county for five years, Han Anguo resolutely said goodbye to his family and decided to participate in the second batch of Western Expedition Qin Army.

"Big husband, take the battlefield of fame!" In recent years, in the Qin State to unify the whole country by force, and continue to sweep the four Yi strongly, the concept of establishing the country by force is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, for the men of the Qin State, if they are not soldiers, or do not get military merits. Then you will be looked down upon.

Han Anguo longs to one day be able to return to his hometown in fine clothes, and one day to be able to wear red and flowers, so that those beautiful little women in the county can look at him with amorous eyes one by one.

"Han Junhou, look at the Baiyi people?" Just when Han Anguo's thoughts were turning, a soldier next to him shouted in surprise.

When Han Anguo turned his head to look, he saw that in the direction of the flank, a group of Thracian soldiers carrying javelins about a height was about to throw.

Compared with the Qin army, which had a machine crossbow, the Thracians' backward productivity and production jishu doomed them to the fact that they could not have the same advanced weapons as the Qin army. However, the Thracians also had their own weapon, which was the sharp and powerful javelin in their hands.

Javelin.

That is, the spear.

It originated from the old rivals of the Thracians, the Greeks, and in later editions of the Olympic Games, the javelin was also a sub-event of the track and field series.

The Thracians had strength, and for them it was so easy to throw a javelin with such force that it was like eating and sleeping every day. And under the continuous training, the javelins in their hands are also extremely accurate, and they can be thrown almost anywhere they are pointed.

"Porphyry, porphyria!"

"Be careful!"

Han Anguo's reminder was still a step too late. Almost instantly, more than twenty people fell to the left flank of the Qin army, many of whom were heavily nailed to the ground with javelins, and their stomach and intestines were immediately damaged. Blood was spilled all over the ground.

"Crossbow, Shot!"

"Light troops, press on!"

In the formation of the Qin army. Under their command, the once chaotic military formation returned to order, and the crossbowmen at the forefront adjusted the height of Wangshan one after another, and put their fingers tightly on the board machine.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The crossbow arrows that advance in a straight line are like poisonous arrows that have penetrated into people's bodies, making it impossible to guard against them, and few of the Thracians have shields in their hass, and by the time they discover the danger, it is too late. A wave of counter-attacking crossbow arrows from the Qin army immediately sent away more than fifty Thracian strong men.

Confront each other at close range.

Each other came up with a killer weapon, only a few rounds later, the Thracians could not resist, their number of soldiers was far less than that of the Qin army, and more importantly, the javelin was too inconvenient to carry, a Thracian soldier under normal circumstances, at most three javelins, and in contrast, the Qin crossbowmen's quiver had to be loaded with at least twenty arrows.

Half an hour later.

The Thracian defense line collapsed, and in this contest of wills, the Qin army, which had always been known for its iron-blooded spirit, laughed at Zuihou, and the Thracians fled in panic towards the alleys of the city after leaving behind nearly 300 corpses and more than 200 wounded soldiers.

Spartacus lay helplessly on the cold ground.

In the battle just now, Spartacus, who was dragged into the battlefield, was fortunately placed at the back of the queue due to lack of strength, which made him lucky to avoid the rain of arrows of the Qin army, and unfortunately, when the Thracians collapsed on all fronts, he was stabbed to the ground by the rout in front of him.

Waist.

Bursts of sharp pain hit, and when I touched it with my hand, it was wet and smelled bloody.

"I'm hurt." By the time Spartacus realized that he was plotted by his companions, the guy who stabbed him had already fled somewhere.

The Qin army pressed forward step by step.

Han Anguo, who had won the first battle, led his Yihou infantry to step through the Thracians' position just now, preparing to continue to advance in the direction of the depth of the city.

"Marquis, what about these wounded soldiers?" A low-ranking officer of the Qin Army who looked like a Sima in the army asked.

"Kill them all, not a single one will be left." Han Anguo was murderous. The Thracian javelin just now caught him off guard, and looking at the miserable appearance of the brothers under his hands, Han Anguo was angry.

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Central location of the fortress.

Cao Xin, the fierce general of the Qin army, with more than 2,000 generals, surrounded the Zuihou stronghold of the Thracian defenders, and the fortress in the city of Constantine was a defensive position built by the Greeks.

However, the bastion that the Qin army faced was only an ordinary fortress in the primitive sense, and it was still different from the real bastion that appeared in Europe at the end of the Middle Ages to defend against firearms.

And this difference lies mainly in the workmanship and materials used in the construction of the fortress, although the Greeks were good at calculations, but they were romantic by nature, but they could not endure hardship, in other words, they were great scientists in theory, but they were not qualified craftsmen.

It's just a prismatic shape with simple square stones and grass piled up, and then a little debris is casually stuffed into the gaps, and even replaced by grass in some places.

This kind of irresponsibility in the construction allowed the Qin army to find a way to break through the fortress, and the soldiers of the Tianlei Army who showed their might in the battle of breaking the city once again took on the heavy responsibility, while the Tianlei soldiers braved the stone to get close to the root of the fortress, Cao Xin commanded the heavy armored infantry to hold a huge shield and line up into a thick shield, blocking the front of the Tianlei soldiers.

Inside the bastion.

Adlitia, the Thracian general of the Five Great Pillars and Three Coarse Ones, was so angry that the fortified city was breached by bandits from the east overnight, a change that caught the Thracians off guard.

There were 5,000 defenders in the city.

Evenly dispersed across the four gates, there was nothing wrong with this strategy of defending the city at the beginning, but after the Qin army broke through the east and north gates in succession, the Thracians had to struggle to support themselves while trying to get the armies of the other two directions to quickly move closer to the battle site.

When the fortress was besieged, Adlicia had less than seven hundred soldiers in his hands, and this bit of liliang was placed in the black pressure of the Qin army outside, like a small wave, and there was no movement. Therefore, the choice of rushing up to fight to the death with the Qin people, Adlicia will not be so stupid.

"Quick, smash those yellow-skinned monkeys to death."

"Hurry up, haven't you had a full meal, have you? Those yellow-skinned monkeys are cannibals. "Everywhere in the fortress, the Thracian generals shouted, urging their soldiers to suppress the besieging forces under the city with all their might.

Sharp grinding disc stones fell from the sky.

Liliang, which smashed on the shield, was like a cannonball that was discharged from the load, making the Qin soldiers advancing with the shield miserable. From time to time, soldiers who were hit in the array fell, their arms broken, and their heads were bleeding, which added to the cruelty of the battle.

However, the strict military discipline of the Qin army also showed its power at this moment. Although soldiers were dragged out of the ranks from time to time, the later ones made up in time, and the dense wooden shields wrapped in iron sheets were like moving hills, which made the Thracians frightened and helpless.

Adehiria stood at the top of the fortress, looking at the bottom of the fortress, and his heart trembled: "How is this Qin people different from the Huns, doesn't it mean that they are also from the eastern steppe?" How can you still be so proficient in infantry battle arrays. "In the impression of this Thracian chieftain, only a strict Roman phalanx would have such a desperate deterrent to the opponent.

"Boom, boom!"

Adehiria only felt a shaking under his feet, the ground shook, and on the solid fortress, stones were falling off, and behind Adehiria, a huge black hole appeared, and the two cronies and generals who were originally standing next to him disappeared at once.

"Oh no, the fortress is collapsing!" I don't know who it is, I shouted in despair, and suddenly, no matter which layer of the fortress the Thracian soldiers were all pale, if it really collapsed, then they were buried in a large number of stones, and there was no chance of survival.

The Thracians, whose morale had plummeted, rushed in the direction of the fortress, where although the Qin army was blocking the way, it was better to fight a bloody way than to be trapped. (To be continued......)