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In the frightened eyes of the Wei people, outside the range of the Wei archers, the Qin cavalry shot their arrows, which was a very special archery, because this archery not only contains the tension of the bowstring itself, but also adds the momentum of the horse and the strength of the man, which makes these sharp arrows fly far in the air far beyond the imagination of the Wei army. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for the thousands of arrows biquge.info Aishang Novel Network, and they fell on the heads of the Wei people overwhelmingly.

"How is this possible, how did they do it." Xu Meng was almost crazy, he couldn't imagine that this extremely targeted formation he had arranged had become a ridiculous joke in front of the opponent's sudden increase in range. The sword and shield hand did block some arrows, but the thousands of falling sword rains on the other side still caused extremely heavy damage to the Wei army in an instant.

"Pull the arrow and release the bow, oh, it's the bow and release the arrow." Xu Meng shouted loudly, letting his own archers fight back, but the same bow, the same arrows, how could not shoot the Qin cavalry outside the range, occasionally a few arrows flew very far, and were easily dodged by the Qin people.

"Rush"

In ancient Chinese history, the steppe peoples brought far-reaching disasters to the Han people, and they relied on two things, that is, mounts and running skills. And these cavalry of Bai Qi were originally the most outstanding figures in the Qin army, and under the training of Bai Qi, a master of war, it took three months to master the ultimate cavalry and archery skills.

"Whoosh" Five thousand horse bows frantically vented their firepower, and pieces of arrows rained down like black clouds in the Wei army, bringing countless blood flowers and screams. The rumbling sound of horses' hooves, like two circling dragons, swept past both sides of the Wei army and turned back. Five thousand bows, drawn again.

"Light cavalry, sortie, sword and shield soldiers, array, forward, archers, forward, shoot."

Xu Meng knew that his army, although it was also an elite, but in the face of cavalry with the ability to shoot, it was just a target, and what he hoped now was that the 2,000 cavalry could buy him a little time, so that he could rush forward, so that the opponent's archery skills were somewhat restricted.

Wielding the long sword in his hand, the two thousand light cavalry of the Wei army, like spreading their wings, pressed towards the Qin cavalry, and they urgently needed to entangle each other and suppress the opponent's terrifying archery. As the cavalry unfolded, the sword and shield soldiers strode forward and loosened the formation, and under the rain of arrows from the opponent, the dense formation took too much damage.

What's more, in this era, the number of times a shooter can shoot continuously is limited, and even well-trained shooters who can shoot more than ten arrows in a row and can ensure that they do not miss the target are rare.

"It's a bit of a skill, but it's not enough." A smile appeared on the corner of Bai Qi's mouth, and he made several gestures one after another.

"Tactical gestures!"

In the heat of war, soldiers often do not have time to wait for orders or convey information through words, so the use of gestures or body language to convey orders becomes the first choice. As soon as Bai Qi makes a gesture, the whole team will quickly adjust.

The Qin cavalry suddenly increased their speed to the side, and the knights led by them ran out of a perfect crescent on the flat ground, and when the light cavalry approached the Qin army, they were horrified to find that they were surrounded in the center of the crescent.

Hundreds of horse bows, with swords on them, pointed at him.

"Boom." The dense accumulation of arrows, like harvesting ears of wheat, covered the heads of the approaching Wei soldiers, one by one Wei light horses, constantly falling, the other party was in front, but under such a rain of arrows, it was as far away as a moat.

And once a light cavalry approached the Qin army, a part of the Qin army was separated from it, and these Qin troops were almost twice as numerous as the Wei army, and with tacit understanding, usually in a breath or two, the Wei cavalry was cut off under the horse.

And when some of the Qin army and Wei light cavalry were entangled, Bai Qi played another card, the trump card.

Hundreds of Qin army archers raised their bows and arrows, and the flames jumping on the arrows were like lively elves. As the rockets cut through the sky and landed on the grain truck, Xu Meng was already dead.

"Retreat, retreat, archers cover, light cavalry broken rear." Xu Meng gritted his teeth and made a reluctant decision.

It can be regarded as a well-trained Wei army retreating slowly, but Bai Qi obviously did not let them go, he and the soldiers under his command dropped countless sharp arrows on the bodies of these Wei people, and the Wei soldiers were constantly shot like hedgehogs and fell to the ground. By the time they had finished their attack and retreated, the plain was littered with the corpses of Wei people and horses.

15,000 Wei troops, only about 3,000 survivors, and this is because of the excessive consumption of their arrows, so they picked up a life to go back, and the others were all shot dead on the spot, and the baggage transported, after the Qin army completed the supply, was all burned, and the black smoke that rose up could be seen miles away.

The Wei Palace is still solemn, but compared with the original lifelessness, this palace with a different owner faintly reveals a different style, and a team of guards, patrolling according to the prescribed route, looking at the palace, are full of respect.

In this palace is their king.

Wuji leaned on the throne and gently rubbed his forehead with his palm, he was no longer the peerless noble son of the past, and the heaviness of the years had left deep marks on his body.

He was wearing a white royal robe, which was skillfully woven by a special person after he ascended the throne, and the best white fox skin was used, which could bring him enough warmth.

Behind him, a big man in a tiger skin stood there, like an eternal statue, motionless, only his eyes, when they swept over Mowgli, they were a little more worried.

Zhu Hai knew that Wuji had been working continuously for several days. In the two months since he ascended the throne, he has spent more than seventy percent of his time here, and only when he is too tired to do so, he will wrap himself in that royal robe and take a nap for a while.

Although he had already guessed the probability, when he really ascended the throne, Wuji realized what a mess An Li, the faint king, left him. The biggest problem is not only the lack of warehouses, but the talent.

In the era of the Warring States Period, which produced many talents, the talent environment of the Wei State was notoriously bad, with mediocre monarchs and courtiers like Long Yangjun controlling the government and suppressing loyal and virtuous ministers. These people are short-sighted and mercenary. caused a large outflow of talents from the Wei State, and Wu Qi and other famous generals were all talents who fled from the Wei State.

There are strong enemies outside, and there are no loyal ministers and good generals inside, this is the problem that Wuji is facing now. Of course, he is Wen Taowu and all-powerful, not only good at internal affairs, but also proficient in the art of war, but he is just a person. He needs peerless talents like Lin Xiangru and Mao Sui, and good generals like Wu Qi, Zhao Hao, Lian Po, and Li Mu. But what he has in his hands now is a group of scholars who do nothing.

After ascending the throne, he almost immediately issued an order to recruit talents from all over the world, but although there were many applicants, there were few truly virtuous people, even if there were some talented people, it would take a long time to get started with their government affairs, and he just did not have this time.

In desperation, he could only fill in the huge talent gap with all the outstanding people among his subordinates, but compared to the lack of talents in the entire territory of Wei State, this is just a drop in the bucket.

If there is a lack of talents, it is inevitable that those who can work harder, and in the past two months, Wuji has really been sad, and he has reluctantly stabilized the chaos in Wei.

"Lord, the time is almost up." Zhu Hai reminded with concern.

"Someone is coming, pass on Tian Xiangguo and Master Cao to the palace." Wuji picked up the face towel on Wang's case, wiped his face vigorously, sobered himself up, and commanded.

"Chuan Tian Xiangguo and Master Cao go to the palace" The attendant immediately passed on this order.

Not long after, I saw the two of them walking up to the temple, accompanied by the guards.

The first person, in his forties, has a thin body, the bridge of the nose is high, and he has a beak like an eagle, but because the two □ are well coordinated, not only does he not have the feeling of being alone on the peak, but also gives people a kind of plump and compelling momentum. Coupled with the sharp falcon eyes hidden under the thick eyebrows, the majestic is a little less elegant than Wuji, but a little more domineering.

This person is none other than Guo Tiandan, the prime minister of Qi who ascended to the throne of one of the most powerful people in the world as a small city official.

Beside him, just shoulder-length, was a tall man in white, about fifty years of age, but with jet-black hair, scattered over his broad shoulders, with a hook like an eagle and deep-set eyes, giving a sense of indifference. His hands hanging on his sides were a little longer than the average person, and his face and hands were as clear as snow. His eyes were unfathomable, focused and determined, as if he never needed to blink. The black hair and white skin, the strong contrast, made him exude an astonishing momentum, like a sharp sword in a sheath, with a restrained edge but still amazingly powerful.

In today's world, there is only one person who can have this edge and momentum, and that is the world's first sword master, Cao Qiudao, who has the name of the Sword Saint!

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