The Qiang looked at Zhu Hai, then Weng Zhong, with his scalp and hair blew, and there was no trace of blood on his face. With their long-standing experience in the battle formation, of course, it can be seen that none of these two people are easy to mess with. Although he didn't know the origin of Zhu Hai and had never heard of Zhu Hai's name, he also knew that this was a master of high school.

"Escape!" I don't know which Qiang was so scared that he shouted, slapped his horse's back, and ran to the left.

So, the Qiang Dynasty fled on both sides. Looking at them, they wished that their parents would have two more legs. Instead of having four more legs in the war horse under their crotch, it would be better to have a pair of wings and fly away.

"Crash!" However, something that scared them happened, and many Qin soldiers gushed out from the houses on both sides of the left and right. These Qin soldiers were tall and full of vigor. You can tell at a glance that they were elite soldiers in a hundred battles.

What scared these Qiang even more was that these Qin soldiers were holding hard bows in their hands, and the strong arrows were placed on the strings, facing them. The arrow clusters shone in the sunlight, making them indescribable.

The road ahead and behind was blocked by Zhu Hai and Weng Zhong, and the Qin army was stopped on both sides. Qiang was already in a desperate situation. It was as difficult as climbing to the sky. The Qiang was frightened and at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Kill!" At this moment, a roar like thunder sounded, and Weng Zhong was strode with a sperm of iron rod, like a god descending to earth, majestic.

Weng Zhong was the famous person who killed Qiang. When he saw him coming, Qiang trembled all over and screamed: "Grand ancestor, you should give up your hands and spare us. We will never dare to do it again, don't dare."

The name of a person and the shadow of a tree, Weng Zhong was so majestic that he scared the Qiang to beg for mercy. Zhu Hai raised his thumbs up to Weng Zhong, which meant that he admired him.

"If I let you go, you will cause trouble to Daqin again once you leave. I will not spare you!" Weng Zhong's tongue thunder bloomed, and his words were louder than thunder, which made Qiang dizzy, and the war horses under his crotch made a cry of sorrow.

"Look at the beating!" Weng Zhong shouted again, and the iron rod in his hand brought a strong wind and swept across the Qiang.

"Huhh!" Before the essence iron rod hit the body, the strong wind it brought was blowing, causing the clothes on the Qiang's bodies to fly.

"Ahhh!" A scream sounded, and four Qiang, men and horses were smashed far away, falling three or two feet away. After they landed on the ground, they all felt like they had chondropathy and became soft.

Weng Zhong was born with divine power, so his power was so great. What a powerful force it was when he let go of his hands and feet. How could these Qiang be able to bear it? Otherwise, they would not be able to break their bones.

"This..." Zhu Hai was used to seeing a big scene. When he saw this scene, he even widened his eyes and couldn't speak for a long time.

If you smashed four people with one stick, even Zhu Hai's martial arts could not do it. How great is this divine power?

Zhu Hai was not willing to fall behind, so he rushed over with a pair of giant hammers. The giant hammers in his hand flew up and down. Qiang was injured when he encountered them, and died when he touched them, without any chance of life. Wherever he passed, he was a bloody road.

"You... are quite awesome." Weng Zhong saw it and smiled silly, and the iron rod in his hand hit even harder.

The two of them seemed to be playing. If you don't let me, I won't let you, you will beat Qiang hard, and Qiang was killed by them so much that they were so scared that they could jump into the arms of their heads. Once they fled to both sides, they would be shot and killed by the Qin army.

The two of them were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and there was no general under their command. Not long after, they were almost killed.

"Put down your weapons and spare your life!" Seeing that it was almost done, Weng Zhong shouted loudly, raised a stick and smashed a Qiang into two pieces in the waist.

"Growing ancestors, good people will be rewarded, and they will live a hundred years of life!"

"No, you will live forever!"

For these Qiang, who were frightened by Zhu Hai and Weng Zhong's bloody methods, Weng Zhong's words were the supreme gospel. They all obeyed, threw away the weapons in their hands, and knelt on the ground obediently, as well as they were.

"Tie!" Zhu Hai waved his hand, and the Qin army came over and tied these Qiangs together.

"What's my stick method?" Weng Zhongchong said proudly: "Isn't it amazing?"

His stick was like thunder, smashing a large piece, causing many casualties and injuries. It was indeed very powerful, and he had the capital to be proud.

"Awesome is amazing, but there are too many flaws. There is naturally no problem with these Qiang. Once you meet a master, you will be upset." Although Zhu Hai was not as strong as Weng Zhong, when it comes to martial arts, his vision was much higher than Weng Zhong.

After all, Zhu Hai is middle-aged and has extraordinary knowledge, while Weng Zhong is less than 20 years old and has limited knowledge.

"Uh." I brag about not achieving the effect that Zhu Hai admired. Weng Zhong was a little surprised. He made a sound of teeth grinding in his mouth, and he was a little embarrassed, saying, "This is all my own exploration. Although there are masters in the army, no one can guide me."

He is born with divine power, and it is not ordinary or difficult to tailor the stick technique for him. For ordinary people's powerful stick technique, it is likely to be full of flaws when it comes to his hands. Who said that he is so high and not flexible enough?

"Although I don't use sticks, I know some stick techniques. I'll take time to let me give you some tips." Speaking of martial arts, Zhu Hai is at the level of a master, so there is no problem in giving advice to Weng Zhong.

"Thank you." Weng Zhong's face appeared with a silly sign like a smile, thanking Zhu Hai.

From this day on, Zhu Hai was instructing Weng Zhong's stick technique, while ecstasy with Weng Zhongshen, ambushing Qiang everywhere and arresting a lot of Qiang.

After interrogation, these Qiang said all the routes they entered and left. Some of these routes were easy to walk, while others were very difficult to walk. After some thought, Qin Yiren finally determined three routes of march.

"The three routes of march, each with 10,000 people, totaling 30,000 people, is enough to deal with Qiang." Qin Yiren said in a deep thought.

Compared with the Xiongnu, the Qiang people had fewer people and fewer people. Even if most of the Qiang people were concentrated in the West Sea for winter, the number of people was not too many. It was almost 300,000 people.

Although the Qin army dispatched 30,000, as long as they were used properly, they would at least severely damage the Qiang and cause countless casualties and injuries. Qin Yiren had absolute confidence in this.

"Enough!" Huang Shigong emphasized his head and agreed with this.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Shigong analyzed and said, "We were surprised by the attack and were unprepared. This caused a big surprise to Qiang. Furthermore, we can attack at night. In our sleep, Qiang is suddenly attacked and will inevitably become a mess. Those who step on the verge of the enemy will inevitably die."

Huang Shigong is worthy of being a talented man in Panpan, and his ideas are so ruthless. You can imagine that if he is suddenly attacked in his sleep, the Qiang camp will inevitably be in chaos, and there are countless people who die if they step on him.

"It's not OK to do this alone. We should drive out the Qiang horses and let the horses trample on them, and there will be more dead." Wei Liao was unwilling to fall behind and came up with a ruthless idea.

Qiang is a nomadic people with many horses. If the Qin army succeeds and drives the horses to trample, you can imagine how terrible the consequences of the galloping horses will be. If this is the case, Qiang will not be able to not suffer countless casualties.

"You can also take advantage of the situation to set fire and pretend to be a ghost, which scares Qiang's heart and courage." Wang Jian was not willing to let go of others, and his ideas were both unexpected and so cruel.

I won’t talk about setting fires. In the middle of the night, taking advantage of the chaos of Qiang, suddenly setting fires will inevitably make the Qiang chaos more and become a pot of porridge. There will be more people who die if they step on this.

As for pretending to be a god and making ghosts, it is even more miraculous. You should know that Qiang is extremely backward, and their belief in gods has reached an unimaginable level. If the Qin army wears a god and making ghosts, these Qiang will definitely be scared, and they will not be killed or injured.

Qin Yiren looked at Huang Shigong, Wei Liao and Wang Jian, and nodded slightly. He was indeed a great talent in Panpan, and he was indeed a great talent.

"It will take half a month to march just by marching in the West Sea. People's food is easy to solve, but how to solve the problem of the horse's forage?" Meng Wu frowned and pondered.

Starting from Longxi and rushing to Xihai, it will take half a month if it goes well, and if it doesn't go well, it will take about twenty days. People's food is easy to solve. You only need to bring some food and raise a fire when resting to cook it. After all, this is winter, and food is quite convenient to preserve, so there is no big problem.

The problem is that the forage of war horses is a troublesome. This is a big winter, with ice and snow, and there is no pasture to use, so you cannot grazed on the spot according to local conditions.

The war horses are more involved. Without war horses, it is difficult for the Qin army to launch a fatal blow to Qiang when they arrive in the West Sea. Moreover, the physical strength of the war horses must be guaranteed. Without sufficient horsepower, the rush will be powerless.

"Yes. How to solve this problem?" the generals agreed loudly, frowning together.

"This is not difficult, Meng Wu, think about it again." Qin Yiren was very busy and did not worry at all.

"Is there a way?" Meng Wu's brows frowned and pondered again.

Of course, Duke Huangshi, Wang Jian and Wei Liao knew that Qin Yiren was taking the exam, his best friend, and he didn't say anything.

"I understand! I understand!" Although Meng Wu was not as talented as Wang Jian, Huang Shigong and Wei Liao, he was not ordinary. After a while of thinking, he thought of a solution. His tone was a bit high, and he said, "Bring more refined grains and prepare more eggs."

"Come on!" Qin Yiren tapped with both hands, greatly appreciating.

It is common sense to use grass to feed horses. However, there is a serious consequence of feeding war horses with grass, that is, the war horses will be powerless and cannot have enough horsepower. It is best to use fine grain to feed war horses. Anyone with experience in chasing horses knows that just feeding horses is not very strong. If you feed some food from time to time, the horse will definitely grow fat, have smooth fur, and are very powerful.

Of course, it is not enough to have fine grain for this operation. If it is combined with eggs, the horse's horse will be very powerful.

"I mean, the journey to the West Sea is long and the road is very expensive, so there is only one person and two horses. After entering the mountain, I no longer ride horses and lead the horse forward. In this way, the war horses can carry more food and food." Qin Yiren had long been thinking about it.

Once you enter the mountain, it is inconvenient to gallop in the war horse. The difference between riding and not riding is not much, and the speed is not much faster. It is better to lead the horse forward, so that the war horses can carry more supplies and raise them more.

Some people will definitely ask, why not one person and three horses? This is in a dense forest of mountains and mountains. If there are too many war horses, it will be difficult to move. Because the roads in some places will be very narrow, and tens of thousands of war horses will waste a lot of time.

The crowd of people said something, and I said something, and they made the marching plan certificate.
Chapter completed!