When the news of the Chu army's retreat came to the sentry on the watchtower, there was a burst of earth-shattering cheers throughout the Qin army camp. The soldiers were all excited, talking and discussing with each other.
Although they didn't have a chance to fight in the artillery battle just now, the scene of rocks flying and dust filling the sky is still deeply memorable.
The stone bullets hit the ground and made a deafening roar, which made them speechless and surprised even as their ears were ringing.
War actually has this way of fighting.
The scene they just saw was enough for them to brag to their relatives and relatives for the rest of their lives after returning to their hometowns.
"These Chu people are all courageless people. They only know how to throw stones across the wall. If they have the ability, they can rush over and fight with Naigong. General, do you think they will come next time?"
Hei Butt said with some displeasure. There were many military officials who had the same idea as him. They all hoped that the Chu people could muster up the courage to rush over the wall and fight with them.
Zhao Tuo squinted his eyes and glanced at the vast sky beyond the wall. He said softly: "The artillery battle failed. I'm afraid the Chu army will not come again."
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Chenyingchengtou.
When Xiang Yan listened to Xiang Qu and Jing Tong's account of the artillery battle, her face became so heavy that she almost shed tears.
"I made a mistake."
He sighed: "It has been two years since the Qin army had a giant cannon. It is only natural that they should be modified to make it even more powerful. We are humiliating ourselves by using old things to fight against them."
Xiang Qu felt the unwillingness and helplessness in his father's tone, and couldn't help but get angry. He cupped his hands and said, "Father, since the cannon is useless, it seems that the Qin army will not leave the camp to fight with our army in the field. Why don't you let me lead the troops at night?"
Climbing over the wall, storming into their camp, killing them, and provoking the Qin people to come out may give our army an opportunity to defeat them."
Xiang Yan glared at him and said: "My son is reckless. Since Wang Jian, the old turtle, has made up his mind to defend himself and continue the stalemate with us, how can he give you a chance?"
"I think the Qin army will be more defensive at night, and it is possible that they may even let you in deliberately and then surround you. If you want to climb over the wall and go in for a killing spree, the Qin people may be waiting for you to fall into their trap."
Xiang Qu was scolded by his father, and then he thought of how disgraced he was by the Qin army during the artillery battle. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Father, what do you think we should do? Do we really want to confront Wang Jian?"
Will it continue to be wasted? I am afraid that the power of Chu State is not as far as that of Qin State."
"How could I not know this? But the Qin army is determined and there is nothing we can do against them here. It seems that if we want to win this battle, we have to find another way out."
Xiang Yan whispered, turned to Jing Tong, who had been silent, and said: "Zitong, I will write a letter later, and you immediately send the Jing family to deliver it to Lord Songyang who is still in Qi.
Let him try his best to convince the King of Qi to help Chu."
"Only by sending troops from Qi to attack Qin's territory from the flank can Wang Jian, the old tortoise, be mobilized. In this way, Chu will have a glimmer of hope in this disaster."
"Otherwise, Chu will perish."
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In the next more than a month, just as Zhao Tuo expected, although there were Chu army sentries wandering outside the wall from time to time, the Chu army never came again, let alone launched an attack across the wall.
Already.
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It was already late August, the Qin and Chu armies had been confronting each other for nearly two months, and the weather was dull and hot.
Although there is Honggou Water next to it, soldiers can take a bath and rest, relieving the depression in the military camp.
However, being locked up in a military camp for a long time still makes many people feel panicked. They sleep well, eat well, and their whole bodies are full of strength.
Although they are on duty and trained every day, many people are still restless and have nowhere to vent their energy and passion.
During Zhao Tuo's occasional inspections of the camp, he even saw some soldiers doing philosophical and indescribable things to each other.
Zhao Tuo was greatly surprised and shocked by those unsightly scenes, and then he realized that the psychological and physical conditions of the army sergeants could not be ignored.
However, the Qin army’s military laws were strict
For example, women are absolutely not allowed to appear in military markets and military camps, not to mention that like some armies, special military prostitutes enter the camps to let the soldiers vent their excess energy and lust.
So Zhao Tuo could only think of another way.
First, common stone-throwing and long-distance competitions were held, that is, stone-throwing and long-jumping. However, after the soldiers played for a while, they lost interest and felt it was meaningless.
Zhao Tuo thought hard and finally decided on football for future generations.
Football first originated in China. It had already existed in Zhao Tuo's era. It was called Cuju. It was mainly popular in Qi and was a favorite sport among Qi people.
However, Cuju was not popular in the Qin State, mainly because the rules of Cuju in this era were simple and it was basically a one-man show performed by one person, which was not interesting to play.
Since Cuju already existed, it was easy for Zhao Tuo to promote it. He asked craftsmen in the army to make cowhide Juju that was tough, light and resistant to kicking, and then increased or decreased the profits and losses according to the rules of later generations, and came up with a set that conforms to this
The rules of the times.
As expected, the army sergeant was very happy.
According to the organization, they divided into teams, wore leather armor and soft jackets, and played ball games on specially designated grass fields.
There were countless Qin soldiers around who were watching and shouting, cheering and encouraging the "teams" they supported.
The sergeants and soldiers who originally had nowhere to vent their energy were all mobilized by the small ball. Every fight for the ball and the shot into the net aroused their blood, bursting out like a mountain and a tsunami.
The referee is the military judge of the Qin Army. His eyes are fixed on the "players" running on the field. Once someone discovers a foul, he will immediately blow a special copper whistle, followed by severe punishment.
Therefore, Qin Jun's game was not only exciting, but also extremely fair.
Not only will it never happen in the future, but even for countless years to come, it will be difficult to see such a fair competition again.
The ball games held by Zhao Tuo's troops were very lively and exciting, and were not only loved by the soldiers in the battalion, but also by officers and soldiers from other military camps.
The depressed mood of the soldiers and the unstable morale of the soldiers were not only unique to Zhao Tuo's camp, but also to other battalions.
Therefore, when several generals heard the news and came to Zhao Tuo's camp and saw such a lively scene, they were all moved and asked Zhao Tuo to send someone to teach and promote this so-called "football" sport in their respective camps.
In the end, even the general Wang Jian was alarmed.
When the old general with a gray beard personally watched a football match played by Zhao Tuo's army, he was affected by the lively atmosphere and clenched his fists, eager to try.
Especially when Wang Jian saw a soldier making a mistake in kicking the ball, he immediately slapped his thigh angrily and shouted: "Why are your feet so smelly? You might as well let me do it!"
Hearing this, Zhao Tuo was so frightened that his face turned blue.
He took a look at Wang Jian's body and thought that if General Wang got excited on the court and died suddenly, it would be over.
Fortunately, Wang Jian was just talking. He finally patted Zhao Tuo on the shoulder and praised him: "Well done to you, Zhao Tuo. I never thought you could make a trick out of a small Cuju. Such a football game.
, not only mobilizes the fighting spirit of the soldiers, but also vents the depressed spirit. In this way, the military morale can be at peace."
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Just when the Central Army and the Northern Army of the State of Qin were promoting the football game invented by Zhao Tuo, the camp of the Southern Army of the State of Qin was located in the southwest, on the line of Cai Rushui.
Military Marquis Li Youzheng sat in the camp with a dark face, holding a glass of wine on his eucalyptus and gritting his teeth.
When he was patrolling the camp today, he heard someone among his soldiers whispering the name "Li Paopao"...