Without any warning, the torches just landed on the surface of the well-sealed barrels of fierce fire oil. Through a ray of introduction, they spread with incomparable power, and the vast power was revealed.
A huge wave of terrifying energy rose directly under the gate of Guancheng, and more than a dozen fire oil barrels exploded at the same time. This kind of power swept away the trench soldiers who had just retreated dozens of steps and flew out.
An extremely dazzling light shone between the sky and the earth. Even General Meng Wu, who was far above the cloud chariot, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. Can fierce fire oil be used in this way? Without Zhenjun Wu's guidance, I really wouldn't know.
Boom!
The next moment, Meng Wu's expression changed again. Wherever he looked, Nuodaguan City, which had been blocked in front of them for many days, suddenly collapsed from the city gate for some reason. A hole was torn apart, and a gap appeared.
The passage that runs through Jingxingkou.
"good!"
"Pass my order, rockets suppress both wings, move the whole army, break through the entrance of Jingxing, and meet Wu Zhenjun in Xingcheng!"
The sudden movement of Nuo made both Qin and Zhao sluggish. Did Guancheng collapse like this? Was it collapsed by Menghuoyou? Does Menghuoyou still have such power?
Each Qin army was overjoyed. As long as there was no obstruction from the city, how could the Zhao army withstand their attack and stop them from achieving military success? Immediately, they were full of energy and weapons in hand, following the already
The gap was opened and Zhao Jun fought fiercely.
The rockets in front of Jingxingkou were fired one after another, not giving the Zhao army's crossbowmen a chance to ambush on the mountain wall. The artillery carriages rose up, and a large number of offensive weapons were deployed, directly into the Zhao army behind the pass.
"General, then... I don't know what means the Qin army used to cause Guancheng to collapse, so that Jingxingkou was not blocked, and the east and west were connected!"
In the shogunate's military tent three miles behind Guancheng, the heavily armored general Lian Po was sitting in the center, dispatching troops and generals to prepare to repel the Qin army's attack. Although it was difficult, he had the ability to do so.
confidence.
However, I never imagined that the Taoist Master of the Qin State would have such means to forcefully use the power of heaven and earth to break through Baixingkou. Forty thousand cavalry appeared in the Zhao State, and I don't know where they are now.
Presumably Meng Wu should also know the whereabouts of Lord Wu Zhen, so this attack is definitely extraordinary. He must have made up his mind to break through the entrance of Jingxing in one fell swoop, enter the land of Zhao, and lead Lord Daowu.
"What?"
Just as he was orderly giving instructions on defense matters, suddenly a general with a burning smell rushed into the military tent in panic. Hearing the sound, veteran general Lian Po trembled all over, turned around suddenly, and looked at him in disbelief.
Look over.
The expressions of the other generals in the military tent also changed suddenly. The city collapsed and Jingxingkou was opened. Since then, doesn't it mean that the Qin army is vigorously attacking the pass at the moment. With the elites of the old Qin people outside the pass, coupled with the disparity in military strength, a
At that time, the military tent was silent.
"Is there really Haotian's help?"
"There is no need to panic. The Jingxingkou main road is still under our control. We immediately sent two thousand-man teams to enter the mountain wall, move the huge rocks, seal the Jingxingkou main road, and block the Qin army from advancing.
"
"It's like this every other mile. Let's retreat slowly!"
At this moment, Lian Po couldn't help but feel suspicious. With the help of Baixingkou Heaven and Earth, Guancheng collapsed again for no reason today, which really shocked the morale of the army. If the morale of the army is lost, the fighting power will be damaged, otherwise a strong fight will be the only way.
Quickly put down the countermeasures, and the army on one side will move out quickly.
Boom!
Boom!
Half an hour later, Guancheng was gone. The Qin army and the Zhao army were fighting in a stalemate. Not far behind, huge boulders suddenly fell from the mountain walls on both sides. Carrying endless huge force, they fell into the canyon and piled up.
everywhere, blocking everything.
Zhao Jun, who abandoned the front, retreated while still doing the same thing one mile away. Within an area of just a few miles, there were countless piles of blocking stone barriers that were difficult for soldiers to quickly overcome.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Zhao Jun was like this, and the Qin Army also copied the previous fierce fire oil offensive. They put a large amount of fierce fire oil into the sealed object, ignited it, and quickly broke the newly piled stone barrier and exploded it into pieces. The trench soldiers quickly cleared it.
, the Qin army advanced rapidly.
"The power of fierce fire oil...?"
"Compared to the burning power of rockets, this kind of power is ten times or a hundred times more powerful. It is really a powerful siege weapon. With this thing, it will be easy to break through the eight entrances of Taixing next time!"
For hundreds of years, only the Qin and Yan states have used this fire oil more among the Xia kingdoms. Although this oil cannot be eaten, it is excellent for making torches and military supplies.
Later, I discovered that if it is used on feather arrows, the power will be doubled. It is like a rocket. Fire oil is precious and I dare not waste it. Therefore, I can only use it with caution. How dare I use it like Wu Zhenjun suggested?
.
Zhenjun Feiwu tried it once before leaving, but Mengwu was also unsure. Watching the pile of fierce fire oil blowing up Guancheng, saving an unknown amount of energy, he was extremely pleasantly surprised.
"Wang Ben, please pass this on. There is no need to save firepower. The main thing is to get out of Jingxingkou as soon as possible. Wu Zhenjun is waiting for me in Xingcheng."
Deafening buzzing sounds rose up, and groups of boulders were exploded. The big ones couldn't be moved, but the smaller stones were still easy to move. The boulders dropped by Zhao Jun at that moment were huge in the blink of an eye.
Manpower to clean up.
It is impossible to say that by marching like this, we will arrive in front of Xingcheng Gate in no time.
"Here!"
Wang Ben received the order.
After a while, the thunderous roars became louder and louder, and the cleaning process became faster and faster.
Xingcheng Library!
It has been rooted in Xingcheng for more than fifty years. Since the generation of the heroic lord of the Zhao Kingdom, King Wu Ling, he has witnessed everything in existence. He has witnessed the Zhao Kingdom from being able to compete with the Qin Kingdom to being unable to recover after the Battle of Changping.
It was also a brief period of resurgence after the years of King Xiaocheng. During this period, there were Lian Po, Lin Xiangru, Zhao Sheng, Mao Sui... and others. Although the entire Zhao country went through great disasters, it still stood firm.
It is a pity that after the death of King Xiaocheng, the power of the Zhao State became worse day by day, and even the Xingcheng Library suffered a lot. After Pingyuan Jun, the civil servants who came out of the Xingcheng Library in the Zhao Kingdom were all imprisoned.
Expelled from the court.
In recent years, under the attack of Guo Kai, Han Cang and others, Xingcheng Library has become more and more isolated. A few days ago, Can Jian, a disciple of Xingcheng Library, and Zhao Feixue failed to assassinate King Qin Yingzheng, causing
The entire library was shaken.
Since there is no success, then it is bound to be a disaster!
"Old library owner, General Lian Po has been defeated at Jingxingkou. He just sent someone to inform the library that King Qin Yingzheng is determined to massacre the library. Let us leave as soon as possible to avoid disaster."
A few days ago, Xingcheng, which was originally a gathering place for merchants and common people, turned into an empty city. No, it is not an empty city. At least the Xingcheng Library is still here. Apart from the Xingcheng Library, there are no outsiders.
Even in the Xingcheng Library, there were many who were frightened and sneaked away. Those who still stayed there were only a few dozen. At this moment, they were all gathered in the main hall of the school. The sandbox was flat, and the fingers were
Fine bamboo sticks are used to write the Chinese characters of the State of Zhao.
Wearing the bright red cloth robes admired by the Zhao Kingdom, each man and woman looked calm and did not change their expressions despite the silence of the entire city. After the first case, an old man with white beard and hair in red robes knelt down.
stand.
On one side, a person whispered, looking anxious, as if he couldn't bear it, and spoke forcefully.
"Where is the road?"
The old library owner was also holding a wooden stick and writing characters unique to Zhao State in the sandbox. He seemed to be indifferent to what the man whispered. He looked at the Xingcheng Library disciples left in front of him and whispered.
And should.
"He's doing martial arts in the front yard."
"We know the heart of the old library owner, but Lu was entrusted to the library by Pingyuan himself before he died, and he has the hope of Zhao Guo in him. Could it be that he should also give way to the Xingcheng Library like us, in order to
All righteousness?"
When he mentioned the road, the man seemed to have thought of something, and he quickly took a small step forward, with Broken Sword and Feixue overestimating his abilities. He went to Xianyang to assassinate Ying Zheng without anyone's advice, causing great disaster to the Xingcheng Library.
The matter has come to this, no more words, but the people of the Xingcheng Library cannot die in vain, especially Lu. His status is special, and this should not be the case. I hope the old library owner can see that for Lord Pingyuan's sake, he can lead the way.
The disciples in the library left.
"Bring the way!"
The old owner's hand movements were not slow and he spoke.
"yes!"
The man looked startled, sighed deeply, and left respectfully.
At the same moment, thirty miles away from the east gate of Xingcheng, the sky was clear and the scorching wind was sweeping across. An extremely majestic black torrent was rapidly approaching. The flag was fluttering. Wherever it passed, the earth trembled and the heaven and earth were shaken.
Ming.
"Send the order, Xingcheng is ahead, start immediately, kill anyone from Zhao who appears!"
Zhou Qing looked calm. After entering Baixingkou, he went all the way north, using mounted fire to intimidate the Zhao city. Even so, he did not do much killing. But now he was approaching the Xingcheng Library, and those who did not want to die would have left long ago.
There is only one ending left.
Fifty miles to the west, there are several black torrents, with the cavalry in front and the infantry following behind, with steady steps. The faces of each soldier are full of excitement and joy. General Meng Wu and Wang Jian are waiting in front, and their faces are also looking forward to it.
.
"Go ahead with the order and use all your strength. Lord Wu Zhen is afraid that he will be trapped in Xingcheng by now."
"According to the news from Lord Wu Zhen two hours ago, Lian Po has already rounded up the remaining soldiers and stationed them in Yi'an. He will soon join forces with soldiers from the Handan camp who are going north and soldiers from Li Mu who are likely to go south to attack us."
"In this battle, we must achieve enough results to present to the king!"
Wearing Cangyun heavy armor, General Meng Wu looked solemn. Although the king's order can be completed, Lian Po still has 80,000 or 90,000 troops in his hands, plus the 50,000 troops in the Handan camp. In this way, the strength of the troops is
Above, there is not much disparity between the two sides.
If you want to achieve sufficient results, you must imitate Lord Wu An!
Kill it!
Weaken his strength and capture his heart!
In the battle of Pingyang and Zhangshui, one hundred thousand enemies were killed!
This time, I wonder how many times the old Qin people will drink blood under the sword?