"Let's go-away!" The artillery shouted loudly from behind the central army. The soldiers in the front row did not know what the artillery behind them were doing, but they could hear the 'huh' wind floating above their heads. They looked up and saw a fireball flying high in the sky, falling from more than two hundred steps away. The fireball tank that landed on the ground broke, and grease burst out inside, igniting a flame.

"Let's go-away!" The catapults were launched one after another, and there were constant whistling sounds. Fireballs flew one after another two hundred steps away, igniting flames after another. Meng Wu and others fought outside the range of Jing Bird, four hundred steps away from the front of the Chu army. Suddenly, they saw a fireball flying from behind the Chu army array. They were shocked, and the soldiers hurriedly stopped Meng Wu and others behind.

Feng Jie's unrestrained laughter stopped instantly, with an incredible expression on his face. Until the first fireball was about to fall, he couldn't figure out how Jun threw the fireball out; Li Xin changed his expression and stared at the place where the fireball was thrown. He could only see the tall catapult rack, and he couldn't see clearly how the catapult was fired.

"Back back! Back back..." When the fireball fell, the guards panicked, thinking that the fireball was about to fall in front of him. Fortunately, the fireball fell down a hundred steps away, and the fire that ignited when it landed burned all the dead grass nearby.

"Father, where are you?" Meng Tian pointed to the position of the catapult, his heart was beating suddenly. He remembered Xiong Jing's unquestionable tone again. Could it be that this is the reason why 'Don't approach our army'? It's really terrible. The two armies fought in formations and the soldiers stood very densely. If a ball of fire fell off, the entire army would be in chaos.

Meng Wu had already raised Lu Li's mirror and looked at the direction of the catapult. There, the tall catapults were separated by 20 to thirty steps from each other, forming a catapult line of about 300 steps. Whenever a boom was quickly erected, a ball of fire was swung out by it and shot to the front of the formation. After the boom was shot, the boom swayed back and forth, but I didn't know how the fireball came out. Could it be that this was the witchcraft of the Jing people?

Meng Wu had just come up with this idea and rejected it himself. He thought of Jing Bird and felt that this must be something made by the young boy. "Don't approach our army five hundred steps!" What a big tone. If there were more fire-torn weapons, densely packed in the back of the formation, the Qin army would really be 500 steps away from the Chu army, but now there are only ten units, so what's there to be afraid of?

"Long live! Long live--!" When the last catapult dropped the fire bomb, the Chu soldiers who finally reacted began to cheer. They had never seen such a magical weapon before, nor did they know that they had such a weapon. The flames burning more and more strongly outside the two hundred steps in front of the formation made them extremely excited. This excitement immediately turned into a cry of long live. But someone shouted "King" inside, so the entire army changed to "King!"

"King! King! King! King!!" The cheers were deafening, and the morale of the entire army was extremely high, but unfortunately the Qin army was in the future.

"Return to camp!" The catapult made a round and stopped throwing it, and the boom was lowered again. Because of the barrier of the human wall, Meng Wu couldn't see how the boom went down. He only knew that this thing was powerful, and his only glory was that it was limited in quantity.

"Back--Battle!" The soldiers shouted, escorting the chief general and other generals back to the camp. As soon as they left, there was another cheer from the Chu army opposite, which made Xiong Jing feel that his ears were about to be deaf.

"The Jing people had ten fire-striking weapons, so they were arranged behind the central army." After returning to the camp, Meng Wu did not go anywhere else, and as soon as he entered the palace, he entered the chopping room. There were countless cavalry outside, and the Chu army array had been replicated on the chopping table. Unlike the monotonous chopping tables of the Chu army, the Qin army's chopping tables were divided very finely, including chariots, bows and crossbows, and sharp soldiers. Unfortunately, only the Chu army array was seen on the chopping table, but no Qin army array was seen.

"Hi! I must add a fire-trowing device." The strategist replied. The carpenter on one side was making a model of a trencher. Because of the perspective, the two tripods and a hanger rod and two discs were made into two rectangular frames and a hanger rod. There were no two discs below at all, but it was very similar from the front. Meng Wu took the one he made, held it and looked at it and nodded. In his eyes, the trencher did look like this.

"But I wonder how many shots this fire-trowing weapon can take in a quarter of an hour?" General Yang Duanhe of the Right Army said to himself. He also saw the situation when the catapult threw a fireball and fell to the ground. If such shots came to the array during the battle, the entire array would probably collapse.

"Each device has only fired one bullet, I wonder how many shots will be there in a moment?" Meng Wu was also worried about Yang Duanhe. Because of Lu Lijing, he saw the boom dropping upright, and saw the boom slowly falling down. If the boom is upright, it is the bomb dropping machine, then the boom drops down and is ready to be fired - a pot of water leaks for exactly one hour (16 o'clock), and the arrow floating with the water surface has ten moments. At the speed that Meng Wu saw just now, I am afraid that the fire-dropping device can throw two to three shots per quarter of an hour.

Meng Wu suddenly changed his color. The fierce battle was not only for an hour, but the ten fire-dropping weapons could throw 200 or 300 fire bombs in one hour. How could this be so great! At that time, the Qin army's formation was filled with flames, wouldn't it be scattered by the Jing people? "The Jing people's army is its strongest place, and there must be heavy troops here, otherwise our army will be in danger!"

"The distance between the fire of Jing people is more than two hundred steps, and it is still facing the north wind," Yang Duanhe looked at Meng Wu's hand pressing on the raising market. "It is impossible to avoid it. For the current plan, the only thing to do is to raise a shield by the death-deathed man or use a weapon to attack the city to attack and quickly take down the Jing people's central army. In this way, our army can not only break the weapon of Jing people's fire, but also capture this object."

"That's right!" Xin Wu, the general of the Left Army, nodded repeatedly, and he was also worried about the fire bombs of the catapult. "I see that the army of Jing people is only twenty lines thick. Our army is like cutting a chicken with a ox knife, raising his hand to break branches."

Both the left and right armies believed that they should be the central army of the defeated Jing people. Meng Wu said cautiously: "The fire-sending weapon is so important, that Yan..."

"The general shot geese in front of the formation, and the people who threw the fire must be angry. It must be the young man who threw the fire weapon out of the fire." Li Xin was just looking at the Chu army array, and afterwards he realized this. "General, I saw the flag shaking, and the young man who threw the fire weapon out of the fire was launched. This order did not come from Xiang Yan, but from the young man who threw the fire."

"Take it seriously?" Meng Wu looked at Li Xin. The soldier said in a sly manner. If Xiang Yan ordered the launch of the plane, he would of course be full of doubts, but if it was King Jing...

"The last general can see it clearly. When the flag is shaken, the fire-shot weapon will be launched. The order is definitely not from Xiang Yan's military station." Li Xin said solemnly.

"Good!" Xin Wu shouted, "In this way, our army will destroy the army and capture firearms."

"The reinforcements have not arrived, so I will not go out for the battle for the time being." Meng Wu said so. He would not fight in advance for ten fire-striking weapons.

"General, if our army does not fight tomorrow, the Jing people will probably retreat." Li Xin said.

"General, if our army does not fight tomorrow, the people of Jing will think that our army is afraid of fighting." Feng Jie also said, and found a way to deal with it. He was worried that he was not only not afraid but also wanted to start a war earlier, preferably today.

"Let's see how the Jing people are tomorrow." Reinforcements continue to spread from the west. It is impossible to fight today. Meng Wu doesn't want to fight tomorrow. This is not only for reinforcements, but also for attacking the enemy: you must not fight with the Chu army as soon as possible. After Meng Wu finished speaking, he looked at Xin Sheng behind Xin Wu: "It is said that the camp was attacked last night?"

"The last general is incompetent, please punish the general." Xin Sheng led his troops to attack the camp last night, but unexpectedly there were surveillances a hundred steps away from the Chu camp.

"What's the use of punishing you?" Meng Wu glanced at Xin Wu who was silent, "You said that the people of Jing are everywhere and resisting horses, can they attack?"

"Yes. At the end of last night, I would approach the business at night. I was aware of the Jing people in dozens of steps. I saw that there were all over the Jing camp in the fire. "Xin Sheng replied with his head down, helpless.

"But the day, I didn't see those refusing horses." Feng Jie muttered, and then saw Xin Wu staring at him and immediately shut up.

"Since the cavalry cannot attack the camp, who dares to attack the camp?" Meng Wu asked again, he would definitely not let the Chu people sleep peacefully.

"I'm willing to go." Li Xin and Feng Jie were scrambling to go. Finally, Xin Wu also coughed and bowed to Meng Wu, "It's better for the Zuo Army to send people there. Bai Lin, under my command, was stationed in Jiangyi for many days, and knew very well about the Jing people. He asked many times to attack the camp but failed, so he would let him go."

"Bai Lin..." Mengwu suddenly heard the military marquis who beheaded seven or eight hundred in the field, but now he is the captain.

"That's right." Xin Wu said that the attack on the camp was naturally helpful to Xin Sheng withstood. "He also had a boy who surrendered to our army. There were very few people from Jing surrendering, and this person might know the feelings of Jing camp."

"Shan. Let Bai Lin lead the troops to attack the camp tonight." Meng Wu ordered.

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According to the law of Shang Jun, those who can get a title and a title will be rewarded with one level, a hectare of land, a nine acres of houses, and a single son will be eliminated, and a military officer will be obtained... Whenever I think of this, Fen feels that he has come to another world. In this world, he is no longer a child with a low status, but will become a noble person respected by everyone.

This is unquestionable. The reason why he lived was not because he killed the old scout in the face of battle. It was a cavalry general of the Qin people who leaned over to stab the enemy when he saw him galloping on his horse. In this way, he did not cut off his head, but brought him back to the Qin camp alive. However, before he was incorporated into the Qin cavalry, he had to serve three months of hard labor and could only join the Qin army gloriously after three months.
Chapter completed!