As the saying goes, the wheels of history roll forward, and anyone who tries to stop it will be crushed to pieces like a mantis arm as a car.

Now, the two countries of Qin and Yan, driving the carriage of history, have an army of nearly one million and are ready to go.

Several cities adjacent to Guzhu City, military horses, money and grain are continuously transported to Guzhu City.

Due to the large number of people, the Yan army, which was originally distributed in the surrounding cities of Guzhu City, set off first, escorting the timber needed to build the military camp and reject the horses, as well as about 300,000 people and half a month's rations.

The army of more than 200,000 people, plus the people who drove the donkey carts, can be regarded as mighty, and the flag covers the sky.

After another day, the military horses in various places were finally integrated, and Leniu left a few lieutenant generals and more than 100,000 horses to guard the plain. It is more appropriate to defend against a sneak attack by Beidi than to maintain law and order.

If the front line is really broken, what can the more than 100,000 men and horses left behind do?

The Qin army was headed by Zheng Anping, the Yan army was headed by Le Niu, and the Qin generals guarded the Chinese army for hundreds of miles. The Qin army's clothing is mainly black, while the Yan army is a large area of cyan. The two teams are distinct. Split into two straight lines and went north.

Although the armies of the two countries have not yet finished running-in, the road is full of endless plains, and there is enough space for them to toss. Moreover, even if the two sides don't have a tacit understanding, they will not bury millions of heroes in one battle, and if they fight a few more times, they will naturally run in.

Zheng Gongzi is like this, and so is Le Niu. Even in the armies of Qin and Yan, most people think so.

Even the two sides are still secretly competing, wanting to compete with each other.

Zheng Gongzi rode on a horse, raising his eyes from time to time to look at the war eagles in the sky. In the letter a few days ago, it was mentioned that the team of the Western Expedition at Sunset Pass also left Sunset Pass, and it must have passed Woniu Mountain by now.

Compared with this team that helped the Yan army recover the lost territory, Zheng Gongzi was actually more willing to go to the west.

Xirong and Beidi, although they are both a group of savages, Beidi's figure is stronger and more courageous. Xijon is proficient in all kinds of side ways. In this kind of battle of a million people, as long as you are careful, the warlocks in the army should be more prepared before departure. If you don't go to those crooked ways, Xijon is much easier to deal with than Beidi.

What's more, since the assassination of the king of Xirong by the secret guards of the Qin army, Xirong has fallen into a ten-year civil war, and the various tribes have suffered serious losses. Therefore, Xirong is the weakest of the barbarians in the south, east, and northwest at this moment.

In addition, whether it was Xirong's active provocation half a year ago, which caused the Qin army to suffer a small loss, or the grudges accumulated over so many years. Xijon is the best and most abundant piece of fat. Leading the team to conquer Xirong can be much more meritorious than helping Yan recover lost territory.

However, if you think about the fact that most of the people in the team of the Western Expedition are women or civil officials, you can understand that Your Majesty and Lord Taiwei also know that Xirong is a soft persimmon, and it is estimated that no matter what, this credit will be discounted a little.

If the credit for conquering Xirong is not as much as our help to the Yan Kingdom to recover the lost territory, I don't know how Wu Sandao will jump his feet. Thinking of the joy, Zheng Gongzi said loudly: "Xu Ao, you look at the scenery of this Yan Kingdom, compared with my Great Qin, it has a different taste?!"

Xu Ao patted the horse and hurried a few steps, slightly behind Zheng Gongzi's horse, and secretly said in his heart that this is pointing the country? ”

Zheng Gongzi squinted at Le Niu not far away, and laughed: "Because of this, my Great Qin can be like a cloud and a strong master like the sea!"

Le Niu was secretly annoyed, feeling that you are using the theory of mountains and rivers to belittle my big Yan Erlang?!

The adjutant general beside Le Niu arched his hand and asked in a low voice: "General, do we want to fight back?"

"Fight back, fight back what? What do you have to worry about with a few dolls!" If it weren't for the Queen Mother's order, there should be no disputes with the Qin army, and these milky dolls must be made to understand what is called a fierce general like a cloud, what is a heroic teacher like the sea, and what is called a million iron horses of Dayan!

I don't know which Yanwutang disciple took the lead in singing the battle song of the Qin army, and for a while, everyone agreed, and then it spread to the entire Qin army. It is the majestic and heroic, the momentum is incomparable!

Yan Jun beside him was silent and hurried.

Qin Baili shook his head with a smile, and said a young and vigorous sentence.

Just when the main force of the army had just left the grassland and stepped into the range of Yanbei. The vanguard of the Yan army has approached Zhaohua, the first male city built by the Marquis of Ji to guard the border pass.

When the Marquis of Ji named Zhaohua, the first male city in the north that had just been built, it was the sun and the moon Zhaozhao, and the meaning of unparalleled brilliance. I only hope that this city can protect the entire Yanbei. In addition, the Marquis of Ji held the entire military and political power of Yanbei in his hands, and millions of heroes were like fingers, and in another ten years, when the canal connecting the north and south was dug up, Yanbei would be able to stop the war for many years.

It's just that most of the things in the world can't go according to people's wishes.

It has only been a few years since it was built, the Marquis of Ji has died, and the Xiongcheng has been broken. The entire Yanbei fell into the hands of Beidi.

Therefore, the Yan army was holding its breath in his heart at the moment, if it wasn't for the assassination of the Marquis of Ji, which led to the failure of the northern government decree, and the most elite cavalry of the Yan State was transferred to the south, how could this first male city in the north not last a few days to be breached.

The vanguard set up camp about twenty miles away from Zhaohua City, and sent nearly a thousand scout troops to scatter in all directions.

A day later, the scouts reported that in addition to the Beidi defenders on Zhaohua City, the birds within a radius of nearly 100 miles were extinct and deserted.

The leading general of the Yan army is a relative of the Leniu clan, and according to the seniority, he has to call Leniu an uncle. He was a young man under thirty.

Although this person has no experience in military formations, he can do things steadily. So Leniu sent him as a pioneer, just seeking no merit and no fault.

This general named Le Tang did not live up to the hopes of his clan uncle at all, and he did not have the idea of recovering the lost territory while Zhaohua City seemed to be empty. He just ordered the people to step up the construction of horse rejection piles and dig trenches outside the barracks.

All Yan troops were ordered to strictly prohibit approaching within ten miles of Zhaohua City.

The thin old ghost in the traditional wizard costume of Beidi on Zhaohua City pointed at this place, babbling and not knowing what he was thinking.

A whitewashed doll beside him nodded from time to time in response.

In Zhaohua City behind the two, there was no longer half a figure.

There is only one huge human head on the ruins of the former castle guard. At that time, the head of the city guard was placed upright on the top. Underneath the head is a neatly folded armor. Underneath the armor were a pile of female heads, missing noses or torn cheeks. The expressions are hideous, and you can imagine what kind of suffering he suffered before he died. Further down, there are countless heads of defenders or civilians, piled up like a mountain.

The blood on the ground had long since dried up, forming black hideous streaks along the dug ditch.

The 200,000 people on the day the city was broken were all here.