The Seven Rivers Basin is a land nourished by seven rivers that flow from the Tien Shan Mountains into the Yibo Sea.

From east to west, they are given Chinese names, Chu Shui, Sai Shui, Yin Shui, Duan Shui, Jing Shui, Ya Shui, and Lan Shui.

Today, nearly 100,000 troops are lined up on both sides of Yashui.

To the west were the Kangju, Sasanian, and Wusun armies, with different banners, different clothes, and even a variety of weapons, like a group of improvised beggars.

To the east were all black cavalry.

The first three thousand horsemen were all dressed in iron armor, and the horses were also covered with a layer of leather armor.

The 20,000 paces behind are waiting for them.

The army was extremely strong, and there was no panic in the face of two or three times the enemy.

"Why doesn't King Xia delay any longer? The enemy army is far away, the grain and grass will not be able to make ends meet, once the weather is cold, it will not be able to support, and then the pursuit of the north will make the enemy not return! ”

has lived in the Xia Kingdom for so many years, and a suit of armor can hardly hide Xiahou's elegant atmosphere.

"If I want to drag you down, I can't wait!" Li Zhen held a long knife in his left hand and a long lance in his right hand, looking impatient.

Yang Yi was dressed in bright light armor, wearing a red cloak, riding a high-headed horse, which set off his burly body, and after becoming the king of Xia, his momentum became more and more majestic, and he also had more leadership bearing.

In the Central Plains, it was covered by Yang Zheng's brilliance, and when he arrived in the Western Regions, he gradually revealed his luster.

"This place is different from the Central Plains, a horse and a flat river, short soldiers, big open and close, non-brave can not win, we want to take root in this Western Regions, we have to fight them, subdue them, so that they dare not raise their heads when they hear the word Daqin!"

"Haha, what my brother said is very true!" Zhao Xiong laughed.

"Then kill them, their corpses are all over the field, and the blood is flowing like a river!" Li Zhen's face was full of horizontal flesh beating.

has been holding the title of "Little Wenyang" for so many years, which is really a bit aggrieved.

More than anyone else, he wants to prove that he is not under Wen Yang.

It's a pity that there aren't many such opportunities.

I finally got it once today.

Woo, woo –

The desolate trumpet whimpered.

The Kangju cavalry moved first, and it was divided into two strands on the grassland, like a huge mouth with an open mouth, wanting to swallow the Qin army.

The sky was filled with their whistling.

The Qin army was also divided into two parts, and the infantry army formed a glaive formation on the grassy slope, with barren grass, spears like reeds, and large shields like walls.

The crossbowmen are behind.

And more than 10,000 cavalry surrounded Yang Yi and slowly withdrew eastward.

This gave the enemy army rushing to the west a false impression of defeat, and the enemy army rushed more and more frantically.

The Qin army's infantry formation also panicked.

"Reckless, slash!" Zhao Xiong carried a sword and shield and stood at the forefront with five hundred heavily armored foot soldiers.

The tall figure made the soldiers behind him feel a little reassured.

"Brother, don't panic, King Xia will never abandon me and wait!"

"Daqin has never deserted!"

"Hold your own position, the enemy will be defeated!"

The Xuanyi envoys calmed the emotions of the pawns.

Except for a few Wusun Xie's soldiers, most of the Qin army's foot soldiers regained their composure.

Because Yang Yi's tooth collapses stood on the grassy slope and in the formation.

The wind howled down from the northeast, sweeping the battlefield with the coldness of the Luo wilderness, and the barren grass rattled, and after calming down, a murderous aura rose to the sky.

Countless white clouds streaked overhead.

But it wasn't just white clouds that swept overhead, there was also a rain of arrows.

The rain of arrows on both sides soon obscured the sky, as if countless flying locusts were leaping up from the meadow.

Crackling.

The rain of arrows of the Kangju people either smashed on the big shield of the Qin army, or smashed on the three columns of armor soldiers in front, and occasionally someone let out a miserable scream, and was quickly dragged down by the robe behind him, and then the next person took his place.

If Yang Yi is willing, he can also be like the Kangju people and make up a team of fifty or sixty thousand people in a few months.

But he is also like Yang Zheng, the soldiers are not expensive, and he takes the route of elite soldiers.

The Qin army of the Xia State was extremely well-equipped, and the soldiers were all fierce Qiang and Han braves.

Fewer than 100 died under the cavalry.

But the enemy soldiers who died in the hands of the Qin army's bows and crossbows were nearly a thousand people!

The rain of arrows of the Qin army was bigger, more urgent, and more fierce.

The Kangju cavalry did not have a saddle, and after releasing one arrow, it took a long time to shoot a second arrow.

But the Qin army could shoot quickly in bursts, kicking crossbows, bed crossbows, repeating crossbows, heavy crossbows, horn bows, and longbows...... Various models, full coverage, long range, and sufficient lethality.

Even arrows are divided into conical arrows, armor-piercing arrows, barbed arrows, throat-breaking arrows, heavy arrows, and crescent arrows......

Some shoot people, some shoot horses.

As long as you are hit by an arrow, you will either bleed endlessly, or you can't pull it out, or you will burrow into the flesh with the bumps of the war horse......

The bows and arrows of the Kangju people are like children's toys in front of these sharp weapons.

Behind the Xia Kingdom is Great Qin.

The ordnance produced by the two counties of Xiping and Zhangye every year was like a river to supply the Xia Kingdom.

The second and third rounds of arrows rained down.

People are screaming, and horses are screaming.

The enemy was completely stunned by this terrible rain of arrows.

Just shoot it to death, and the key is to scream on the grass without being alive, which greatly disturbs the morale of the army.

"The Qin people are also powerful with bows and arrows, and if they rush over, they can cut off their heads!" The Sassanians in the cavalry roared.

The advantage of cavalry over foot soldiers is too great.

Therefore, there are very few foot soldiers in the Central Asian countries, and even if there are, they are just a number.

The Kangju people finally had some confidence, because they were getting closer and closer to the Qin army's infantry formation, and the Qin army's terrifying arrow rain had stopped.

So they raised their spears in excitement and anger......

The wind was still blowing, and the grass was still rattling.

A puff of blood splattered on the grass, smearing the withered yellow color with a layer of bright red......

Normally, cavalry does have a great advantage over foot soldiers.

However, they forgot that this was not a pawn of the Western Regions or Central Asia, but a pawn of Great Qin.

They have more courage and will than cavalry!

Spears pierced into the bodies of the Kangju and lifted them from the ground.

Some Kangju cavalry thought that they could cut melons and vegetables by breaking their spears and rushing in through the gaps in the infantry, only to find that a long-handled saber awaited them.

The cold light greeted him and snorted.

The blade easily tore through the horses' necks and their leather armor.

Then they saw that the war horse and their lower body were still galloping, but the upper body was already flying......

The Daqin Workshop has continuously improved its weapons according to the changes in the battlefield over the years.

Bows, crossbows, armor, swords, and spears are becoming more and more sophisticated.

The killing was more terrifying and tragic than the rain of arrows.

Everywhere there were broken bodies, broken internal organs......

The grassy slope, which was not very high, was soon dyed blood-red, like a burning red flame, and the Kangju people were moths that kept putting out the fire.

The corpses were piled up layer upon layer.

Phew—

The frightened horses were stimulated by the great smell of blood and refused to rush any further.

The Kangju, the Usun, and the Sassanids were all frightened.

The Qin army on the grassy slope is like a monument that will not fall.

But then came shame, sixty or seventy thousand cavalry, actually couldn't help these more than 10,000 foot soldiers, if it spread, the martial arts they had always boasted of would be gone.

The Sassanids, in particular, have been conquering the east and the west for more than 40 years, and they have been invincible.

The cavalry attack stopped, but the Sassanid javelinmen came into play.

The Javelin-Men of the Two Thousand Meters marched to the grassy slopes with shields, originally inhabited in the highlands of the Medes, where they produced excellent gladiators, gained independence in the seventh century BC, established a vast empire, and were defeated by the Persian king Cyrus and gradually merged with the Persians.

"Ho, ho, ho, ......"

The battlefield resounded with the cheers of the Sassanids, whose exclusive class of troops were the Javelinmen.

Each of them has five javelins stuck in their backs, which attract the attention of both sides as soon as they appear.

The Qin army's arrow rain covered the sky again.

However, they were blocked by their shields, and only heavy crossbows and bed crossbows shot through the shields, nailing more than a hundred people to the grass.

But these casualties were not enough to crush them.

The javelinmen continued to advance against the rain of arrows, and when they were thirty or forty paces away, they threw sharp javelins one after another.

Falling in the infantry formation of the Qin army, it instantly penetrated the large shield and heavy armor of the Qin army, nailing more than 100 Qin troops to the grassy slope.

A gap appeared in the step formation, and the robe behind him quickly filled it.

The javelin-throwers are powerful, but they are no more.

At the time of their second projection, the crossbowmen of the Qin army fired rapidly, and the distance of thirty or forty paces was condescending again, and the scale armor and shield of the javelinmen were useless.

Armor-piercing arrows pierced their bodies.

The two thousand javelinmen were all grounded under a storm of crossbow arrows.

"Inexplicable." Zhao Xiong looked at the rows of javelinmen on the ground and spat out, he really couldn't figure out why the enemy sent these people up to die.

The momentum when he appeared was really amazing, I thought there was something unique, but I didn't expect it to be so weak......

The small grassy slope seems to be a high mountain that the enemy cannot cross.

The enemy finally used his brains and found that he could not help the Qin army for a while, and changed his rapid attack to a siege.

Tens of thousands of cavalry were like a giant python, circling and winding around the grassy slope.

There was no water source on the grassy slope, and the Qin army would be exhausted after not holding out for two days.

However, they apparently forgot that the Qin army also had cavalry—better cavalry than them!

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the Qin army was hunting.

A chill swept over all enemy forces on the battlefield.

The war horse that fell to the ground and wailed, looked in horror at the direction of the northeast wind.

The dying Kangju cavalry suddenly sensed something, and also looked to the northeast, and they struggled like a return to the light, and cried out, trying to warn their people, but their weak voices could not attract their attention.

So they died with sorrow and terror......

Born in this era, being an enemy of Great Qin was originally their sorrow.

Boom, boom, boom......

Thunder rang out from the northeast.

The wind made the Kangju, Wusun, and Sassanid people look up with difficulty, but what they saw was gray.

As if it were smoke and dust, as if it were ...... It's a black flood.

"Qin!" A shrill cry rang out from the mouth of the Kangju people.

"Great Qin, Great Qin!" The Qin army on the grassy slope shouted hysterically.

The wind and the torrent are surging down together.

Dust rose from the ground.

The moment the Kangju people saw the Qin army, it already meant that they had become prey.

Before the people arrived, the murderous spirit came from the mountains and seas.

The war horses of the Kangju people let out a mournful roar, as if they had a premonition of their fate.

Fear, panic, overwhelmed!

When fighting with the Qin army's foot soldiers, a lot of strength has been expended, but strength doesn't matter, the key is a blow to morale and confidence.

If they can't even deal with more than 10,000 Qin army foot soldiers, what can they do against the Qin army's cavalry?

"Retreat!"

"Attack!"

"Assemble!"

In the panic, the enemy issued a series of contradictory orders.

Dozens of war horses were packed together.

The Kangju and Sassanids were at odds with each other.

There were even more than a thousand Wusun people kneeling in front of the Qin army's march, begging for forgiveness for their betrayal......

Just when they were in chaos, the Qin army had already killed, and the first one with a long knife in his left hand and a long lance in his right hand was Li Zhen.

Hundreds of horsemen crowded around the area.

"Kill—" Li Zhen roared wildly.

The armored cavalry crashed into the enemy's army, and the men and horses were shattered, and they were trampled into a puddle of bloody mud by the hooves of thousands of horses.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

Under the sword, there is no one who will join in.

It was as if all the murderous and evil aura of the Qin army was concentrated on him alone.

On the grassy slope, Zhao Xiong raised his head and laughed: "Today's battle is enough to shock the ages, and you can kill with a certain rush and make contributions to the country!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The shield pushes forward, and the spear stabs forward, quickly splitting the battlefield in half.

At this time, the enemy army had lost the heart to resist.

People are constantly fleeing the battlefield.

The coalition forces have never been able to join forces.

Some people did not hesitate to knock down the robes around them in order to run a few more steps for themselves.

But tens of thousands of people, plus hundreds of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses, once they collapse, they can only trample on each other.

There were also some generals who tried to resist, gathered more than a thousand warriors, and went straight to Li Zhen with their own bravery.

At this time, Li Zhen had the momentum of the entire Qin army, and he was more brave and mighty than before.

Dressed in more than ten wounds, but unconscious, as if never tired of wielding a long knife and a long lance.

The general who stepped forward to intercept dodged the long lance stabbed by Li Zhen, but did not dodge the long knife that cracked by the lightning on the left, and the head flew up, was caught by Li Zhen, and then hung on his shoulder......

And the armored cavalry beside him, the war horse already had a series of human heads hanging on it.

As they ran, the armor on their heads collided with each other, making a "kaka" sound.

It's as if the ghost is crying.

Originally, the Qin army did not have the habit of collecting heads, but in the Xia Kingdom, there were mostly Qiang soldiers, so they resumed their old traditions.

Wherever Li Zhen rushed, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a river of blood flowed out of the horse's hooves, like a demon god descending into the world......

"Those who surrender will not be killed!" Xiahou Xu, who came from behind, hurriedly asked the Wusun soldiers beside him to shout.

If you continue to kill like this, I am afraid that there will be no one in the river and Kangju in the future.

Yang Yi laughed on the horse, "This is my Great Qin's Tiger and Wolf Division!" ”

Those who surrender do not kill......

These words shattered the last resistance of the enemy army, and even the strength to escape seemed to be drained, and one by one they threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground.

Li Zhen was completely red-eyed, and turned around and yelled on the horse, "King Xia, take this opportunity to kill Kangju first, and then kill Hezhong!" ”

Although the foot soldiers were tired, the cavalry still had spare strength, and the camels with sleeping frames came leisurely in the rear.

Whether it is the overall tactics or the individual bravery, the Kangju, Wusun, and Sassanid people are all inferior.

The Qin army inherited the vigorous martial style since the Han and Wei dynasties, and after absorbing the surrounding Qianghu, Xiongnu, and Xianbei, it surpassed it.

Yang Yi's eyes showed a fierce light, "Zhao Xiong led the foot soldiers to rest in the back, and then rushed to the river to gather, and the rest of the cavalry attacked with Gu!" ”