Slave soldiers, also known as "cannon fodder", are a type of military that consumes the strength of each other when countries fight. The living conditions of the slave soldiers were unimaginable.

The first wave of the Fatil Empire's offensive was a siege party of 100,000 slave soldiers.

A phalanx of 100,000 slave soldiers in simple armor approached the city wall step by step, holding weapons that could not be called weapons, rusty swords were already quite good weapons for them, better ones were holding guns, swords, or shields made of wood, and more people were carrying a pair of siege equipment, such as ladders, such as sandbags, etc.

The night is like a devil with a huge mouth wide open, chewing on the soul, devouring the living life with a big mouth. A rain of arrows poured down from the walls of Kadahar, slaughtering like a curse of death. The first few rows of slave soldiers fell in response, but the whole team did not stop at all, and the follow-up slave soldiers continued to advance on the corpses of their teammates, without sadness, without grief, all with a silent face.

Some of the wounded slave soldiers were desperately crying out for help from their companions, but unfortunately, they were trampled by tens of thousands of people, and on the battlefield, soldiers, especially these slave soldiers, were also injured and killed. Maybe in the next moment, I will become one of them, these are the words in the hearts of these slave soldiers.

Bright red blood, miserable screams, endless nights. When the slave soldiers finally reached the moat, they left behind more than 30,000 lifeless corpses along the way.

"Shoot the arrows, don't let them fill the moat! release it to me!" the general on duty, who had obviously not experienced the battlefield for a long time, ordered in his trembling voice.

Although he had been warned by the generalissimo in advance, when he really faced Fatil's ferocious attack, the strong smell of blood, and the momentum of 100,000 people pressing over, it was already very good that he could hold on and not escape.

Not only the generals in this command, but the soldiers on the city wall were not frightened by the scene in front of them, and a few even vomited on the wall.

War has always been the most cruel thing, and a life that is alive one moment may be dead in front of you the next. Soldiers who have not experienced the battlefield simply cannot adapt to this kind of killing atmosphere, and these soldiers of Great Qin are obviously some new soldiers.

This group of recruits began to be very excited when they heard about the war, after all, they had a certain curiosity about things they had never experienced, but when the war really began, a series of symptoms such as shaking hands, lack of accuracy, weakness, panic, dizziness, vomiting and so on appeared.

Although the Qin army stationed in Katahar claimed to be 100,000, less than 50,000 could really fight, half of the 50,000 were recruits, and the remaining 50,000 were old, weak, sick and some slave soldiers.

The soldiers who received the order despite all kinds of discomfort, but still stuck to their posts, desperately shooting arrows, because the distance is relatively close, and the density of arrows is much higher than just now, plus more than 70,000 Fatil slave soldiers are lined up closely, even soldiers who can't shoot arrows, with their eyes closed, arrows can easily kill people, so more and more Fatil slave soldiers fell, and the bright red blood dyed the water of the moat red.

As more and more slave soldiers fell, there was a thing that the soldiers of Great Qin did not expect, the corpses of those dead slave soldiers fell into the moat, with sandbags, wood, etc., and after a while, nearly two-thirds of the moat was filled, once the moat was filled, then the most brutal battle for the wall was next.

There was some commotion at the head of the Kadahar wall, but it soon disappeared with a calm command.

"Pour oil, light the fire!" a handsome middle-aged general stepped up to the wall, dressed in neat armor, replacing the original pale-faced general. It was none other than the generalissimo Kane who was sent to command the generalissimo Snelly.

As the saying goes, a soldier bears a bear, and a nest of bears, with the arrival of General Shi Nairui, the originally restless Daqin soldiers seemed to be infected after seeing the calmness of their own general, and their hands were no longer shaking as much as they were just now, at least their hearts were settled.

The boiling oil was sprinkled down by the cauldron, and then, countless rockets shot down like dots, and countless screams suddenly broke out under the city wall, and suddenly the air was filled with a smell of burnt protein mixed with the fishy smell of internal organs, which made people unable to breathe.

Under the city walls, the slave soldiers who had no time to retreat and were drenched in boiling oil were suddenly engulfed in the fire, and some timid slaves took a few steps back, but—

"Ah~~" but there was a scream, it turned out that behind the sound of this group of slave soldiers, rows of crossbowmen of Fatil's regular army were staring at them with bows and arrows, so the Fatil slave soldiers who were originally forced to retreat by the fire had to rush forward again. In this way, they collided with those who were retreating from the front! The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the danger in Kadahar was also light.

Under the command of the Fatil military commander, Duke Tulip looked at everything, frowned and said: "The archers force up, press those slaves forward, and let them die in the moat!"

Suddenly the slave soldiers became the target of strangulation on both sides, after all, the soldiers who fought Fatil this time were all veterans who had experienced the battlefield, and they shot accurately and quickly, which was not comparable to those recruits of Daqin, and the last 30,000 slave soldiers were forced under the walls of Kadahar.

"General, what should I do?" asked the adjutant next to Shi Nairui wiping a cold sweat.

Now Fatil's battle intentions are very obvious, first use slave soldiers to consume the arrows in the city, and fill the moat of Kadahar, and the army will attack the city.

But even if they knew the opponent's combat intentions, what could they do? The opponent had 100,000 "cannon fodder" consumed alone, as well as elite infantry and cavalry? From the very beginning, Great Qin was fighting a war with no chance of winning, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Falling stones. Shi Nairui said helplessly.

Huge stones fell from the city wall, and the slave soldiers who were hit turned into a mass of flesh and mud before they could snort.

Finally, all the 100,000 slave soldiers who used as cannon fodder were consumed under the city, and the arrows, falling rocks, boiling oil, and torches in Kadahar Town were also consumed, and the moat, one of the important fortifications in Kadahar, was also filled with the corpses of the slave soldiers.

"Start the siege!" With Duke Tulip's order, Fatil's elite infantry began to move in an orderly manner.