The Qin army was charging forward.

Under the black tide, countless colorful colors are shining.

Among the Qin army, most people wore leather armor. These leather armors were generally made of cooked cowhide, while the better ones were made of rhino leather. These leather armors were not the same color, but were chosen by themselves when lacquered, and were usually bright in color.

The bronze sword reflects a golden light in the sun, which is very dazzling.

The Qin army marched in an orderly manner and advanced in an orderly manner amid the rumbling drums.

At the front, there were a group of Qin soldiers wearing battle robes but not armor. Their hair was very neat, tilted towards the upper right corner, and they were carrying arrow bags and longbows behind them. Many people were holding crossbows in their hands.

This is the Qin army's crossbowman.

In the distance, in the smoke and dust, countless figures of Zhao army appeared and disappeared.

The distance between the two sides is approaching rapidly.

Five hundred steps, three hundred steps, one hundred steps...

The Qin soldiers walking in the front could even clearly hear the shouts of the people of Zhao!

The next moment, the ringtone rang.

The hundreds of generals and five hundred masters of the Qin army began to act.

Compared with ordinary soldiers, most of these officers were wearing iron armor. Although they looked dark, their protective power was much higher and they were even more inconspicuous.

The officers shook the bells in their hands at a very fast speed and shouted loudly.

"Take the arrow!"

The crossbowmen took out arrows from the arrow basket behind them in unison.

"Win the string!"

The longbow was pulled over, leaned towards the sky, and the crossbow was stretched out and pointed straight ahead.

"emission!"

The next moment, countless arrows left the string.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Almost at the same time, the same dense rain of arrows shot out from the Zhao army's position opposite and fell towards the Qin army's position.

"Puff puff puff!" The sound of arrows entering the flesh kept ringing, and many Qin soldiers were shot and screamed and fell to the ground.

"Don't stop, move forward, keep moving forward!"

No one could stop, the surging large troops kept moving forward like a tide, and everyone in them could not help themselves.

But no one will back down.

Since the Shangjun reform, the Qin people took military merits as the national policy, and relying on the rise of the military merits and title system has become the only way out for all old Qin people.

What's more, if you retreat, there are still strict laws formulated by Shangjun waiting!

"Wan Sheng!"

A slogan that shook the sky sounded.

The shouts and fighting sounds of thousands of soldiers resounded throughout the sky, and the wind and clouds between the sky and the earth seemed to have only one word left.

"kill!!!"

Two huge waves collided violently in an instant!

At the forefront of the battle between the two armies, hundreds of lives disappeared almost instantly. As time passed, such numbers continued to grow!

The soldiers in the front row fell like wheat, and many of the people who were injured and fell to the ground were trampled by countless steps before they even got up.

The pungent smell of blood filled everyone's nose without hesitation, and there was no time to hesitate. When you saw the enemy, all you could do was wave the swords and weapons in your hands and chop them down heavily!

The sword light fell and the sword shadow passed by.

A palm was flying in the air, penetrated by a sudden flowing arrow, nailed to the ground, and the tail feathers kept shaking.

A head was still spinning in the air, and the expression of fear on the face had not yet solidified. A long spear came out of nowhere, smashing the head with a bang and falling into countless crowds.

This is the battlefield, and it is also - hell!

Under the Qin army's commanding flag, Wei Ran looked at this scene with a calm expression.

Any general who has commanded the battles of a large corps has long been trained to the point of being as strong as a rock, just like Wei Ran.

Kindness is not in charge of the army!

Sima Cuo was beside Wei Ran, and the old general squinted his eyes and stared at the battle formation in the distance.

Wei Ran asked: "The Old General Sima thought, what is the battle formation of the Zhao army?"

Wei Ran was very serious about the word "old".

Sima chou had no expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "But I'm not!"

The old general is still full of confidence.

Listening to Sima Chou's words, Wei Ran smiled slightly.

Although I also made this judgment, the judgment made by Sima Cuo is undoubtedly more reliable.

The scouts rode their horses and kept hearing rewards from all over the place.

"The central army is still fighting, and the Zhao army resists fiercely!"

"Left wing, General Zhou is breaking through, but failed!"

"The Zhao army on the right wing is under great pressure, and our army is retreating!"

Wei Ran listened, and the smile on her face did not change.

"In this way, the direction that Zhao army wants to break through is our right wing? Does the old general Sima intend to go to the right wing?"

Sima Cuo sneered and said hard: "I am the deputy general. If Marquis Rang has his life, I will naturally follow it!"

Wei Ran's eyes flashed with a bright light and laughed: "It's just a mere Le Yi, why did General Sima Cuo take action! Where is Meng Ao!"

A young Qin general came out and whispered: "The last one is here!"

Wei Ran said in a deep voice: "I will give you three hundred sharp soldiers and another three thousand strong soldiers to reinforce the right wing. Be sure to stop the Zhao army's offensive!"

Meng Ao whispered: "Here!"

After a while, looking at Meng Ao's leaving figure, Sima Cuo suddenly said, "This Meng Ao is from Qi, and Marquis Rang really trusts him so much?"

Wei Ran touched his beard and smiled silently.

This marquis is still from Chu. I don’t believe in Meng Ao, a Qi man from the same country. Do you believe in you, Sima Chou, these old Qin people who want to drive this marquis off the marquis every day?

The right wing of the Qin army.

"Big Zhao Wansheng!"

Amid the scattering shouts, countless Zhao soldiers followed one after another, the red flag kept waving in the smoke and dust, and the passionate drum sounded in everyone's ears.

Many tall Zhao army warriors wearing thick iron armor stood at the front line with long spears and halberds. Every time they waved, several Qin soldiers screamed and flew.

The Qin army's weapons slashed at these warriors, making jingling sounds, but they could not be broken!

If you look closely, you will also find that these Zhao army warriors have high looks, deep noses and eyes, which are obviously quite different from those of the Chinese in the Central Plains.

This is the biggest achievement of Zhao's conquest of Zhongshan - the Zhongshan Lishi!

Hundreds of Zhongshan strong men wore the famous Zhongshan Iron Curtain Seven Armor and rushed to the front of the Zhao army. They speared with long spears and halberds, and their broken limbs and arms flew around, killing the Qin army opposite them into a river of blood.

Many Qin troops were slaughtered, and the right-wing Qin troops' fronts began to be suppressed and retreated step by step.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the Qin army's right wing retreat.

At this moment, a loud shout rang out.

"Meng Ao is here, don't be rampant in Zhao!"

The young General Meng Ao rushed out and met a Zhongshan strongman in Zhao State.

The tall Zhongshan strongman smiled grimly, raised the halberd in his hand, and stabbed Meng Ao hard!

Even if Meng Ao was wearing iron armor, if this blow hit, the huge force would be enough to shock Meng Ao to vomit blood and fall to the ground!

Meng Ao sneered, and suddenly a lazy donkey rolled over and narrowly avoided the thorn.

The tip of the halberd flashed over Meng Ao's head, and Meng Ao's hair bun fell, and countless black hairs were dancing in the air.

The strongman took back the halberd and was about to attack again, suddenly two more figures rushed over.

"General, I'll help you!"

Meng Ao, with disheveled hair, jumped up from the ground instantly and smiled grimly: "That barbarian, come again!"

The three of them fight together the powerful!

Dangdangdang!

With a series of loud noises, the strongman held the halberd and his hands suddenly shook.
To be continued...