"Can't sit still!" Wang Jian looked around the battlefield, looking for an opportunity.

The gap between the strength of the Qin army and the Zhao army is too big, and it is a gap in all aspects, from the generals, the army soul legion, the main army, to the number of the army, morale, etc., the Qin army has all fallen into disadvantage.

Putting aside the uncontrollable time, after the Wuguan was breached, even the geographical advantages fell into the hands of Zhao State.

If the Qin army wants to win, the Longxi cavalry must at least have the strength to suppress Zhao Feicai and the Praetorian Guard.

But it's impossible to do.

In the face of the Youyun Iron Cavalry, the Longxi cavalry still has the strength to fight, if it is against Zhao Feicai or the Praetorian Guard, the Longxi cavalry can only be hanged and beaten, and in the end they can't even escape.

"Not necessarily, no matter how strong the strength of the Army Soul Legion is, there is a limit, if you can plunder enough vitality and evil energy...... Wang Jian thought in his heart.

The Longxi cavalry was trained by him, only he knew how strong the potential of the Longxi cavalry was, in terms of physical fitness and skills, the Longxi cavalry was not as big as the military soul legion, but the gap was by no means as big as it seemed.

You must know that the target he trained the Longxi cavalry was Zhao Feiqi, although it seems to be a joke now, but Wang Jian never gave up.

There are two biggest problems of the Longxi cavalry now, one is that when facing the cavalry of the Zhao army, the morale will be suppressed, and they feel that they have lost before they fight, this is a psychological problem, and Wang Jian has not thought of a solution for the time being.

The second problem is that it is difficult for the Longxi cavalry to plunder enough vitality and evil qi to raise their strength to the peak, mainly because the enemy does not give them this opportunity, and they slip away after seeing the strength of the Longxi cavalry improve.

And the Qin army has been suppressed, so that the Longxi cavalry does not dare to pursue.

So far, the Longxi cavalry has never reached its limit.

"Shoot the arrows!" At this time, the voice of Touman was heard in the distance, and then, an overwhelming rain of arrows covered the Longxi cavalry.

In the Zhao State, there were two main development routes for cavalry, one was the Zhao Fei cavalry and the other was the Great Wall Army.

Except for the Praetorian Guards and the Iron Riders of the Clouds.

Although the Praetorian Guard had reserve legions, they were all selected directly from the various legions, not directly cultivated.

As for the Youyun Iron Cavalry, it is not a military soul legion, and there is no need for a so-called reserve, and Zhao Guo has no money to form a reserve legion for the Youyun Iron Cavalry.

The cost of the two legions of Youyun Iron Cavalry and Xuanjia Army can pull up 200,000 troops in other countries, where is the money in Zhao State.

The cavalry that developed along the route of Zhao Fei's cavalry can be regarded as the reserve corps of Zhao Feicai, from the main pawn, to the elite, to the super elite, and then to the military soul legion.

The Great Wall Army is the same, but the Great Wall Army's road to the Army Soul Legion is broken, and most of the cavalry of Zhao can only take the route of Zhao Feicai.

The Hebei cavalry was no exception, the power of their bows and arrows was even greater than that of the Youyun Iron Cavalry, and a wave of arrows rained down, and at least two or three hundred soldiers of the Longxi cavalry fell from their horses.

"Kill!" Touman swung his knife and slashed towards Wang Qian, and a huge cyan light pierced the sky, instantly appearing above Wang Qian's head.

"Get out!" Wang Jian roared angrily, picking up Touman's attack with a knife, and rushed forward without looking back, "Don't look back, kill the past, keep killing forward."

Although he is not afraid of Touman, if he continues to fight, the Longxi cavalry will inevitably suffer a large number of casualties.

The Qin army's strength was at a disadvantage, and every soldier was incomparably precious to the Qin army, and if one less died, one less would die.

"The Qi army is ahead!" Wang Qian's eyes bloomed with excitement, as long as he was allowed to rush into the Qi army, the Longxi cavalry would be able to plunder enough vitality and evil qi, and at that time, whether it was Youyun Iron Cavalry or Zhao Fei Cavalry, they would die!

Bai Qi stood on the chariot, with a panoramic view of the entire battlefield, and saw Wang Jian rushing not far from the Qi army, with a relieved look in his eyes, and next, it was his turn to create opportunities for Wang Qian.

"Xin Wu, lead the chariot corps to attack." Bai Qi ordered.

Five hundred chariots, this is the last hole card of the Qin army.

Once the chariot was extremely powerful, dominating the battlefield for hundreds of years, until nearly a hundred years, infantry and cavalry were comparable

Following its rise, the importance of the chariot declined rapidly due to its bulkiness, so much so that countries eliminated it.

But no one can deny the power of the chariot on the plain battlefield.

With the mountains at its back, the place was narrow, and there were not many places for chariots to play, but this was precisely the advantage of the Qin army, because the cavalry of the Zhao army was more limited.

"The last will understand." Xin Wu clenched his fists and said, led his soldiers to board the chariot, and rushed towards the Zhao army.

"Indestructible!" Xin Wu waved his hand, and a bronze light fell into the chariot, and a layer of shield phantom appeared on the front of the chariot, and the hardness increased significantly.

Even though the road was a little rough, full of corpses, weapons, and chariots, the speed of the chariot still did not weaken in the slightest, and it rampaged towards the Zhao army.

"Kill!" Xin Wu looked at the shooting battalion and crossbowmen not far away, and shouted angrily.

From the beginning of the war to the present, the shooting battalion and the crossbowmen have never stopped shooting, and at least thousands of Qin troops have died at the hands of the two legions.

How long has it been!

If it goes on like this, let alone defeat the Zhao army, it is difficult to say whether the Qin army can support it until the afternoon.

"Bed crossbow ready!" Zhao Kuo looked at the chariot that rushed over and said coldly.

Around Zhao Kuo, rows of dark bed crossbows were lying on the ground, and crossbow arrows with the thickness of a child's arm were inserted into the arrow slots, and the arrow blades exuded a cold chill.

With Zhao Kuo's order, one after another crossbow arrows rose into the sky, cutting through beautiful arcs in the sky, and shooting towards the Qin army's chariot corps.

"Get out!" A crossbow arrow struck at Xin Wu, Xin Wu picked up the spear, picked the crossbow arrow and flew out, his body quickly stabilized, and continued to rush forward.

But others weren't so lucky.

I don't know how many war horses or soldiers were shot by crossbow arrows, ordinary armor had no ability to resist in front of this kind of crossbow arrows, and they were pierced in an instant, and the soldiers were taken out under the huge inertia.

After galloping wildly for some distance, the horses fell to the side of the road, and the horses let out a whining sound.

"Die!" The Wei army rushed towards the Qin army from both sides with blood-red eyes, whether it was dead or alive, as long as they did not surrender, they all made up for it.

In terms of hatred for the Qin army, the Wei army even surpassed the Zhao army, as long as there was a chance, they would definitely not let go of the Qin army.

"Throw the gun!" Jin Wei ordered.

Wei Jun held a spear in his hand, aimed at the wheel of the Qin army's chariot and threw it over.

Click! Click!

The sound of breaking sounded one after another.

Jin Contempt was overjoyed, and was about to lead the Wei army to kill it, when he suddenly found that it was not the spokes of the chariot that were broken, but the spear!

Reinforced by Xin Wu's talent, the spokes of the chariot are almost as hard as ordinary spears, and with a quick turn, the spears are directly broken.

But throwing the gun was not completely useless, and the speed of the Qin army's chariot was still affected.

"Keep throwing!" Jin Wei ordered again.

"Leave him alone and keep going!" Xin Wu yelled.

At such a short distance, the chariots rushed over immediately, and the Wei army had no chance to leave them at all.

At the same time, Yan Ju led Zhao Fei to ride to the central army of the Qin army and rushed directly towards the crossbow army.

Although this archery and crossbow legion is not a military soul legion, it still caused some trouble to the Zhao army, and the two armies are fighting, so it is natural to first solve this kind of legion with strong lethality and poor self-protection ability.

"Die to me!" Yan Ju laughed, and three waves of arrow rain covered the Qin army in a row, and the Qin army's bow and crossbow corps lost about half in an instant.

"Poof!" Yan Ju took the lead and rushed into the Qin army, with a wave of the scimitar, a bloody light flashed, and the head of a centurion of the Qin army was cut off with a knife.

The scimitar turned into a phantom in Yan Ju's hand, and the blade passed everywhere, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

Zhao Feiqi followed, frantically slashing towards the Qin army, the battlefield seemed to have turned into a one-sided slaughter, and Zhao Feiqi was like a group of fierce tigers rushing into the flock, wantonly harvesting the lives of the Qin army.

"Xiang Shou, block Zhao Fei's ride! Whatever it is

Ho, you can't go back!" Bai Qi said in a deep voice.

"The Admiral understands!" Xiang Shou nodded solemnly, and led the Guanzhong Jingjia Army to quickly rush towards Zhao Feiqi.

There are only more than 4,000 remaining elite armored troops, everyone has a will to die in their eyes, and their weapons are tightly held in both hands, even in the face of the army soul legion, they do not have the slightest fear.

The Guanzhong Army is the foundation of the Qin State, and it is also the army that has followed the Qin State from weakness step by step to today, even the Iron Eagle Warriors cannot compare.

There are all kinds of bad things in the Qin State, but the Qin State has never failed them, and they are also willing to fight to the death for the Qin State!

"Kill!" The elite armor army in Guanzhong roared in unison, and the deep voice spread throughout the entire battlefield, which made people feel shocked.

"I'll stop them!" Yan Ju was about to throw away the Qin army's bow and crossbow army and meet the Guanzhong Jingjia army, when Li Mu led the Great Wall army over and said loudly to him.

"Thank you." Yan Ju clenched his fists and said.

"What kind of legion is this? I don't even have talent!" Xiang Shou looked at the Great Wall Army rushing towards him strangely, after so many years, there have been dozens of large and small wars, but such an elite army has no talent, it is the first time he has seen it.

"Die!" Li Mu rushed to Xiang Shou and slashed at Xiang Shou with a knife, and Sima Shang also attacked from the other side.

There is no fair duel on the battlefield, it is the king to suppress talents with potential, not to say two to one, even ten to one is normal.

While!

Xiang Shou took a few steps back, his eyes showing horror.

Guanzhong Jingjia Army has two talents, one is cooperation, and the other is win-win, with the blessing of the two talents, his strength has reached the peak of the transcendent realm, and when facing Li Mu and Sima Shang, he actually fell into the disadvantage in an instant.

The Great Wall Army and the Guanzhong Elite Army also fought together, the Great Wall Army has no talent, and can only continue to sharpen their physical fitness and skills in peacetime, in terms of physical fitness, there is no legion in the world that can compare with the Great Wall Army.

However, when facing the Guanzhong Jingjia Army, the Great Wall Army still felt some pressure.

The Guanzhong Elite Armor Army is completely different from other legions, with its tacit cooperation, rapid reaction ability, good attack and defense power, even the Army Soul Legion can fight.

The elite armor army in Guanzhong was also uncomfortable, they never thought that there would be a legion, no talent, and purely relying on physical fitness to fight with them back and forth.

"Kill!" The two sides collided again, no one took a step back, and the Great Wall Army and the Guanzhong Jingjia Army were already red-eyed. Blood stained the earth, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Your Majesty, it's time!" Bai Qi suddenly said to Qin Wangji.

"King, why don't you let the old minister come." Fan Ju said sadly.

Qin Wangji didn't look at Fan Ju, he walked to the war drum, grabbed the drum stick with both hands, and smashed it towards the war drum with all his might, shouting in his mouth: "Old Qin! Let's go to the national disaster together! The blood does not drain! No truce!"

Fan Ju and Lü Buwei controlled the battle formation, and the voice of Qin Wangji was clearly transmitted to the ears of every Qin army.

Qin Jun invariably looked back at the thin and old figure in front of the war drums, and everyone was silent.

That is their king.

Once so high-spirited and magnificent, now it is as old as an ancient tree that is about to decay.

An inexplicable impulse poured out of everyone's hearts.

"Soldiers, the widow is with you, and as long as the battle does not stop, the drums of war will never stop!" Qin Wangji said loudly.

He is already very old, at his age, most people have already been buried in the ground, he has experienced injuries, defeats, insults and other setbacks, and it is not easy for him to be alive.

Now not only does he have to stimulate his talent to bless the army, but he also has to support his body that is about to run out of oil and beat the drums of war, and almost every time he wields a drumstick, it is a drain on his life.

"For the king! Kill!" I don't know who shouted.

"For the king! Kill!" An earth-shattering shout erupted in the Qin army.

"Do you say that you have no clothes, and a son?

Comrades......" Qin Jun sang without clothes, his eyes were firm, and he rushed towards the enemy desperately.

Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief, finally succeeded, and the morale of the army was finally raised.

Due to the successive defeats in successive battles, the morale of the Qin army has been very low, and Bai Qi has used many methods to improve the morale of the army, but they are not ideal, and even promised that as long as he wins the Zhao army, all the titles of all will be upgraded by one level, and the effect is limited.

The reason for this is that many Qin troops no longer believe that they can win the war, and the so-called rewards do not matter.

This is Bai Qi's last resort, and if this method can't stimulate the morale of the whole army, then he really can't do anything.

Fortunately, Qin Wangji's efforts for so many years have not been in vain, and the Qin people recognize him and are willing to support him.

"Kill!"

At this moment, Sima Cuo led the remaining Qin army to kill the Zhao army from the flank and rear.

The Iron Eagle Warrior rushed to the front, like a god of death walking in the world, frantically harvesting the lives of the coalition army, and before the ordinary soldiers could react, their heads had already fallen to the ground.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Lian Po said in a deep voice, his talent shrouded the Xuanjia Army, and led the Xuanjia Army to kill the Iron Eagle Warriors.

"The King!" Although the Qin army's combat strength exploded, Le Yi and the others still did not have the slightest nervousness on their faces, but looked at Zhao Kuo with a smile.

If you talk about the spirit of the army, there is no monarch in the world who can compare to Zhao Kuo, even Qin Wangji can forcibly raise the morale of the Qin army, how can Zhao Kuo fall behind.