The red sun is scorching.

In late May and early June in Nanyang County, the weather was unusually hot and humid. On such a battlefield that tests one's endurance, strength and spirit are both indispensable.

The Han army was running fast, and in the red tide, soldiers fell down from time to time and could not get up again. They were either hit by arrows thrown by the Qin army, or simply fell down due to lack of physical strength. No one stopped, no one stopped.

With support, you only have one chance to survive. If you miss it, you will die.

Xia Houying drove forward in a chariot with the King of Han's banner fluttering, and beside him, the five hundred dead soldiers of the King of Han followed closely as if they were still protecting Liu Bang. Their bodies followed the chariot like a shadow, never leaving.

The strong grass fell.

The bushes broke.

A green-skinned snake swimming close to the ground looking for food stood up at a forty-five degree angle with frightened green eyes. In front of it, a group of red things was getting bigger and bigger and became clearer -.

What's this?

In the green snake's simple mind, danger suddenly appeared. It quickly turned its head, and what it saw was a scene completely different from the one just now. Black blocked everything on the ground, and occasionally, there would be a little bit of cold light flickering in mid-air.

The bright stars were blinking, so beautiful that the green snake almost forgot about the danger.

"Whoosh!"

A crossbow bolt that deviated from the target passed over the green snake's head and was nailed diagonally to the edge of its tail. As long as it moved forward an inch, the unlucky green snake would be washed away like mud.

The Han soldiers who came over were trampled into snake skin.

Frightened by this, the lucky green-skinned snake no longer had the thought of looking for food. It slithered and buried its head in the soil below. Its whole body was like an earthworm. After shaking a few times, it disappeared without a trace.

Step, step, step.

One after another, big feet stepped on the place where the green snake had been, breaking the grass stems in this area by the roots. The wheels of Xia Houying's chariot rolled over the soft soil, and continued to move forward after a slight bump.

At a distance of less than 200 steps, the Qin army's most powerful mid-range attack weapon, the crossbow, once again became a powerful weapon to resist the Han army's attack.

The Qin army's crossbow fired three rounds.

Coupled with the archers who shot the enemy with missiles at the back, the momentum of the Han army's front line charge was immediately dampened. Although the Han army soldiers were also equipped with this kind of crossbows produced by Qin's military manufacturing system, they were inferior in number and training.

, the gap between the Han army and the Qin army is like a beginner facing an experienced teacher.

"Hurry, rush over." A Han military captain stood on the chariot and shouted loudly, urging his soldiers to pass through this death zone as quickly as possible.

The power of the Qin army's crossbows was a terrifying experience for every Han general who had experienced it. This captain was obviously a veteran who had fought against the Qin army many times.

Under the threat of death, the Han soldiers ran in panic. Except for the weapons in their hands, they had to throw away all the burdens on their bodies, including the money and silk that had just been rewarded a few days ago. For

For those who have life, it is a good thing, but if you don’t even have life, then no matter how much money you have, it is not yours anymore.

At this time, these soldiers who were so passionate because of their temporary greed began to truly regret it. If time could go back, they would never lose their minds under the stimulation of heavy money.

After paying the price of more than 3,000 casualties, the Han army's forwards finally succeeded in breaking through the Qin army's medium and long-range strike defense line and collided with the Qin army's infantry commanded by Zhang Ping.

This was a massacre involving tens of thousands of people. The chaotic and disorderly Han army took advantage of its numerical advantage to break into the Qin army's line in multiple sections. A melee began.

"Feng Xuan, and Cao Xin are probably hiding nearby and gearing up right now. Hey, let them wait a little longer and see how our infantry soldiers defeat the enemy."

Zhang Ping calculated the troops invested bit by bit. Compared with the Han army regardless of cost, Zhang Ping's 10,000 infantry had to face as many as 70,000 Han infantry. The gap of one to seven would not make Zhang Ping feel intimidated.

, he was just worried that when it was time to counterattack, his generals would lose the ability to pursue due to heavy losses.

The mental battle between senior generals is out of reach for ordinary soldiers.

Butai, a new soldier from Fufeng County, tried his best to suppress the wild beating in his heart. While observing the captain's movements from the corner of his eyes, he held the wooden shield tightly in front of his chest.

Bu Tai's team was placed in the middle. According to past experience, the middle position is relatively safe. With the combat effectiveness of the Qin army's infantry, generally the front army can kill the opponent in a few assaults.

Defeated, but this time, Butai found that after only a quarter of an hour, they were ranked at the front.

"kill!"

When the captain shouted this with all his strength, Butai used all his strength to lift the wooden shield above his head. The wide shield surface was like a large pot lid, trapping the two people in it.

One attack and one defense.

One old and one new.

The formation drills of the Qin army's five-man team and ten-man team have enough tacit understanding that any new soldier can integrate into this team with a little training.

Just when Bu Tai was making sacrifices for the corps commander, a long beryllium sword appeared quietly in front of him and stabbed at the ferocious-faced Han soldiers who were rushing to take advantage.

The soldier who was stabbed in the abdomen was very burly. Judging from his identity in armor, he should be at least a military commander. He was supposed to be commanding more than 200 men in battle, but now he has no clue about his subordinates.

Wherever he was, the only thing he could identify was the red armor on the Han soldiers.

As long as the status is not higher than his own, he will directly pull him over and scold him to form a team to kill. In such a chaotic situation, it is impossible for the Han army to get strong support from his subordinates. The moment he was stabbed, the people beside him

The Han soldiers just shouted in panic, then turned around and ran away.

"Kill me with anger." The unwilling Han army general yelled and pulled out the bronze beryllium pierced into his body, and blood suddenly surged.

"Kill him." The Qin army commander snorted coldly and ordered to Butai.

A dying opponent is perfect for new soldiers like Butai to practice their courage. This Han army general who was about to die from excessive blood loss could never have imagined that when he was dying, he would become a test subject for the Qin army to train new soldiers.

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Bu Tai held up a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and stepped closer to the Han army general. At this moment, he suddenly found that the surroundings seemed to be still. Except for him and the enemy in front of him, there was no one else.

"You, please let me go!"

When the cold edge of the bronze sword flashed with rays of light in the sunlight, the Han army general who had always felt that he was extremely tyrannical couldn't help crying.

A murderous opponent was crying in front of you. This unexpected change made Butai's movements slow down. The Han general who saw Butai's hesitation suddenly jumped up and bumped towards Butai.

Peng!

The sound of the bodies colliding was muffled, and Butai felt as if his internal organs had been displaced, and there was also a dull pain in his chest. Looking at it, it was very likely that a few ribs had been broken.

In front of him, the dying Han army general lay on the ground, motionless, and seemed to have lost his voice, but Bu Tai did not dare to relax at all. It was his hesitation that allowed his opponent to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Don't worry, he can't die anymore. Next time, remember, the battlefield is life and death, there is no mercy, no kindness." The Qin army commander shouted at Butai with a livid face.

This time's mistake can be made up for by luck. If Butai is still like this next time, the only thing waiting for him is to be killed.

Butai was able to escape this disaster, thanks to the fact that the corps commander noticed something was wrong and stepped back from the front. There were drops of blood rolling down the bronze sword in his hand.

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The corpses of Han soldiers were piled up layer by layer.

Like moving sand dunes, one piled up one after another, but the difference is that the direction of movement is towards the Qin army's defense line.

"Zhang Ping——! He is just a mediocre person who has inherited the protection of his brother, but he dares to overestimate his own capabilities. This time, even if he uses a lot of people, he will still create a bloody path to kill the Qin army." Xia Houying

He was already covered in blood and the momentum was like crazy. What he could see from the center of the battle formation was the dense crowds around him, as well as Zhang Ping, an officer of the Qin army who was constantly directing the battle in the front line of the Han army.

After several hours of fierce fighting, Zhang Ping's reserve team had been exhausted. Similarly, Xia Houying had also reached the end of his strength.

The two opponents, who were also panting, were like boxers who had gone through eleven rounds of competition. Their bodies were extremely exhausted, but their eyes showed unwillingness.

"The last blow!" Xia Houying shouted, waving his heavy sword and commanding the dead soldiers around him to press forward again and again. After defeating Zhang Ping, the Qin army's central army's banner was in front of him. Xia Houying believed that with his

This round of continuous attacks will contain all the Qin Army's effective forces, so the Qin Army's central military location is expected to be very empty.

Zhang Ping looked at the Han army getting closer and closer, a look of determination gradually appeared in his eyes. This was a battle to avenge shame, and it was also a battle for the Qin people to re-recognize the Zhang brothers. He could not retreat, and he would never retreat.

"General Zhang, step back and let me, Cao Xin, capture the enemy general alive." A sudden and rough voice sounded behind Zhang Ping. Accompanied by Cao Xin's loud shout, a thousand Yuezhi soldiers held their heads high and marched from the Qin army.

The weak last line of defense passed through.

Unlike Xia Houying who only focused on the central battlefield, Li Yuan looked like a famous general in this battle. He was calm and commanding. After sending Zhang Ping's troops to resist the main attack of the Han army, he had nothing to do for a long time.

Big action, right up to the moment when Zhang Ping and Xia Houying officially faced each other.

Cao Xin, a brave general in the Qin army, and the Yueshi, a new force of the foreign race, suddenly appeared when the Han army was about to reap the fruits of victory——(To be continued...)
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