Wang Ben's troops roared past the top of the mountain, completely crushing the first wave of enemy troops rushing to the top of the mountain.

The real test has just begun.

"Stop!"

At the sound of an order, the cavalry that charged quickly grabbed the reins and clamped the belly of the horse. Even so, it took more than ten minutes for the high-speed charging army to stop.

"The rear team becomes the front team, continue to charge!"

The terrain on the top of the hill was narrow and steep, and the cavalry was not in a position to take a big detour to turn, so they could only change direction in this most primitive way, which inevitably had to be delayed for a while.

And in this way, the momentum of the cavalry charge will have to accumulate again.

When the army was disguised, waiting in front of them was the Ashoka army that had already been formed, along the top of the mountain, densely packed, and there was no end in sight.

On the slopes below the summit of the mountain, there are dense archers, prostrate on the slopes.

"Charge!"

Wang Ben had no choice, they had to fight back and evacuate along the way they came, which was also the only way down the mountain.

Taking advantage of the interval between the formations, the cavalry soldiers threw off the pieces of flesh hanging on the tip of the spear, the head, and even the complete corpse, and the tip of the spear shook, and the blood was all over the sky, and the cold glow bloomed again.

That's all the soldiers could do, they didn't even have time to tidy up their loose armor, slapped their horses with their legs, and charged again.

As you accelerate, adjust to the best attack position.

The whole body is focused on the spear in his hand, and anyone who is stabbed by the spear has no chance of survival. Because the tip of the spear has accumulated unrivaled acceleration kinetic energy, and the throat is sealed with blood.

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Qin army shouted loudly in unison, exhaling the turbid breath in their mouths, condensing the momentum into one.

The Ashoka army in front of him felt a pressure like a mountain rushing towards him, and the pressure was mixed with a rolling murderous aura, as if he was in a sea of surging blood, which was suffocating.

After only a month of fighting, this Qin army has condensed the soul of an iron-blooded army, which is terrifying.

The Ashoka sergeant at the front of the army moved the shield that stood on the ground nervously, and the right hand holding the sword was already oozing sweat, and his eyes were fixed on the front, and the nervousness was overflowing.

"Steady! Steady! ”

Fortunately, the officers were quite calm and constantly pacified the army.

"Ready!"

The officer raised his hand, and he could already faintly smell the pungent turbidity exhaled by the war horse in front of him, as well as the green smell of the grass being trampled by the war horse.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The officer's long arm swung forward vigorously, and a rain of arrows rose into the sky.

are all flesh and blood, in the face of the rain of arrows, no one is invincible, the high-speed charge of the Wang Benbu, there are constantly soldiers or war horses in the front of the arrow, falling to the ground.

At this time, even the knight with superb riding skills will not be able to make dodge moves, and if he dodges, he may collide with the cavalry around him, which is too dangerous.

Therefore, they could only be expressionless, ignoring the wailing of their horses, ignoring the cries of their companions, and without making any stops, they galloped directly past them, taking away the last trace of wailing.

On the battlefield, it is ruthless.

All they could do was brave the rain of arrows and continue to charge.

In an instant, Wang Ben's troops rushed to the enemy, and the cavalry soldiers did not even blink an eye in the face of the rows of shields and the lever spears that pierced from the gaps in the shields.

The horses rushed into the enemy's army, and the spears in the hands of the cavalry were either stabbed or picked to kill the enemy.

The enemy soldiers on both flanks were pushed and shoved, and tumbled down from the top of the hill in confusion, colliding with the archers who were crawling on the hillside, causing even greater confusion and cursing incessantly.

The commander of the Ashoka army saw it from afar, his face was embarrassed, and he ambushed the archers on the hillside, which was really a stinky trick.

"Let the archers pull down and change the sword and shield soldiers!" The commander decisively ordered.

"Yes!"

The archers retreated like a tidal wave, and the sword and shield soldiers roared and rushed upward. As the two forces staggered past, the sword and shield soldiers inevitably taunted, making each other's faces flush with shame.

When the Ashoka army changed formations, Wang Ben's troops had already rushed all the way through, because the terrain on the top of the mountain was narrow, and the two armies clashed, either the infantry was rammed away by the cavalry, or the cavalry was ruthlessly strangled by the infantry.

There is no third possibility.

The two sides are like two colliding wheat sticks, consuming each other and getting shorter and shorter, depending on who can hold out to the end.

For Wang Benbu, the purpose is very clear, that is, to rush all the way back to the starting point, go forward and follow, no matter what the cost, it is impossible to change this order.

But the price is heavy.

By the time the army began to kill, although a large number of enemy troops were killed, there were less than 50,000 of the 70,000 Wang Ben's troops left, and even Wang Ben's lieutenant general was killed in this battle.

Thankfully, they finally won.

Looking back at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood behind him, as well as the panicked scene on the slopes and at the foot of the mountain, Wang Ben nodded with satisfaction, no longer in love, and decisively ordered: "Withdraw!" ”

The remaining army roared across the hilltop and disappeared from sight.

…………

Wang Ben's troops withdrew, but the Ashoka army had just begun to clean up the pieces.

Although the casualties have not yet been counted, looking at the corpses all over the mountains, especially on the mountain road in front, the corpses directly blocked the road, and the face of the commander of the Ashoka army was gloomy.

Based on his experience, he estimated that at least 100,000 troops were lost in this battle.

In addition to the battle damage of the soldiers, in the chaos of the battle, a large amount of grain and grass materials were scattered on the ground, mixed with soil, blood and water, and it was useless.

The commander wanted to cry without tears, and gave a fierce order: "Find the traces of the enemy for me, and if we don't strangle them, what face will we have to see the king." ”

"Yes!" The surviving Ashoka armies were similarly indignant.

…………

In fact, without the need for the Ashoka army, for the next week, Wang Ben commanded the army, constantly harassing and attacking the enemy's grain routes, or attacking in large areas, or harassing small forces.

Almost every day, there are big battles.

The Ashoka army was overwhelmed, but there was nothing to be done. The road in the Tubo Mountains is rugged, there are few wide avenues, and the grain transportation route is just like that, and you can't hide it if you want to.

At the same time, he was responsible for escorting grain and grass, and the front was inevitably stretched very long, and in the face of the harassment of Wang Ben's troops, the Ashoka army often failed to take care of the whole thing.

Every time a large formation was finally organized, the enemy army had already marched away.

After a week of fierce fighting, the Ashoka army lost nearly 50,000 men, not to mention the heavy loss of the grain and grass transported, and the commander of the army realized that if he continued like this, he would have to be dragged down by the enemy.

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October 21.

In view of the fact that the effect of harassment has basically been achieved, Wang Ben decided to launch the last attack today, and return the same way and retreat to the Tangbo Ancient Road.

After a week of fierce fighting, more than 10,000 people were lost, and the rest were also poor and lacking soldiers.

It's a mountain road again, and it's a raid again.

The last attack went unusually well, and the Ashoka army was killed by the Qin army, almost powerless, and could only run around, not knowing how to resist.

But the more this is the case, the more uneasy Wang Ben becomes.

"Young marshal, something is wrong!" The newly appointed lieutenant general said worriedly.

"It's kind of weird."

Wang Ben was also very decisive, "Order, don't fight, retreat immediately!" ”

"No!"

The adjutant general was about to give the order, but unfortunately it was too late.

I saw that on their way to come, a large number of enemy troops suddenly appeared, blocking their way.

It turned out that the commander of the Ashoka army set up an "empty city plan" to assemble the army in advance and hang it far behind the grain transportation team, waiting for the opportunity to move.

When the Qin army arrived, the army moved quickly and intercepted their retreat.

"Hit the mark!"

Wang Ben's eyes froze, and he glanced at the enemy's main general for the first time. It was also because the attack in the past week was too smooth that Wang Ben subconsciously relaxed his vigilance against the enemy, so he was defeated today.

This is not the end, at this moment, the back road of the grain transport team also heard the sound of killing shouts, but the Ashoka army gathered on the back road also rushed over, forming a front and rear attack on the Qin army.

"Young marshal, we are surrounded!" The lieutenant was a little worried.

Wang Ben was calm, and even showed a smile, and said: "Hey, we are the army of the dead country, we should have followed Your Majesty a long time ago, why are we afraid of death?" ”

Until now, Wang Ben still can't let go of Qin Shi Huang's death.

Hearing this, the surrounding Qin army soldiers were silent, obviously touched by the deepest emotions in their hearts.

"Sons, whoever I kill, I am lucky to be alive, and I am alive to die!"

"I am fortunate to be alive, and I am lucky to die!"

The soldiers of the Qin army were boiling in an instant, and a shocking intent to die erupted.

The remnants of the Qin soldiers were all incarnated as dead soldiers.

"Kill!"

Wang Ben was the first to turn his horse's head and rushed away the way he came.

That figure, unusually majestic.

The soldiers of the Qin army silently turned around and followed the young marshal, vowing to set off another killing.