At the critical moment, the Qin soldiers still showed their extraordinary combat capabilities. They had realized that the long weapons in the hands of the Jin army were their formidable enemies.
If they want to survive, they must first break the weapon's barrier to their fighting distance.
The leader of the Qin army galloped wildly, his sword flashing with cold light.
Zeng Jing was the first to notice his figure and rushed to meet him. The rest of the Jin army was not intimidated by the sudden attack of the Qin soldiers. They tightened their horses' reins and fought hard.
Zeng Jing clenched his spear, and first made a stab, trying to intercept the leader of the Qin army outside the safe range. He was fully prepared, and his other hand was not idle as he took off the long knife from his waist.
Just waiting for the fight to be unwinnable, he took advantage of the moment when the distance between the two sides was closing, and struck preemptively.
However, Captain Di Qin was no ordinary person. He had already thought of a strategy. When the distance between the two of them narrowed slightly, he ducked and avoided Zeng Jing's spearhead.
sure!
After fighting fiercely for so long, he could still be so agile. Even though he was his opponent, Zeng Jing couldn't help but admire this Qin soldier.
However, in the next moment, his feeling of cherishing heroes was washed away.
"Look at this move again!"
Zeng Jing's reaction was not slow either. When the blow missed, he immediately raised his spear and planned to strike again. However, just as he raised the spearhead slightly, his hand suddenly tightened.
A heavy force was added to the spear at the same time. The leader of Di Qin did not confront Zeng Jing head-on. Instead, he rushed forward slightly and grabbed the wooden pole of the spear!
Click!
Zeng Jing watched helplessly as the leader of the Di Qin team grabbed his spear fiercely. He tried his best to pull out the spear, but he could not succeed no matter what.
When he was confronting the Qin soldiers, the Qin soldiers picked up their long swords and cut off the wooden pole!
Incredible!
What an amazing skill!
The wooden pole broke with a sound, and before Zeng Jing could make any further reaction, the captain of Di Qin stabbed him with a long knife.
not good!
This guy is going crazy!
Although Zeng Jing tried his best to avoid it, he was still hit in the arm by Qin Bing's long knife, and a deep blood mark appeared instantly.
This was on the battlefield, and even such serious trauma was nothing.
Don't be lazy, let alone imagine that you can retreat from the battlefield. On the battlefield, it's either life or death. Only by keeping fighting can you survive.
Captain Di Qin hit the target with one strike, and the murderous intention that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart was stirred up again. This time, he no longer used a knife, but reversed the broken spear pole.
The tip of the spear has been carefully polished and is extremely sharp, and there is a wooden pole in front of it so that the operator can use it to draw strength.
If he was unfortunately stabbed by it, it would be a fatal blow to Zeng Jing, who was already injured, and he might not be able to save his life.
The tip of the spear approached Zeng Jing, and the captain of Di Qin showed an evil smile.
Regardless of the outcome of this war, this man's life is in his hands!
As long as he is still breathing, he can kill one by one!
ha!
puff!
The leader of the Di Qin team aimed at Zeng Jing's waist and abdomen, where the armor was weak. Just when he was about to pierce the tip of his spear into Zeng Jing's belly, a sudden burst of pain struck him from behind.
The hand holding the tip of the spear lost strength in an instant, and blood overflowed from his mouth. Captain Di Qin was seriously injured before he even understood what was happening to him.
He raised his eyelids with difficulty, only to see that the Jin soldiers who were riding horses were now half up in the air.
The horse's reins were hanging weakly on the horse's back, showing that no one was pulling it. The owner of the horse was raising a steel knife, and with the momentum of his rising body, he stabbed into Captain Di Qin's chest.
Behind the scenes!
With this fatal blow, everything was no longer in suspense. The leader of the Di Qin team fell off his horse in a blink of an eye, and Zeng Jing also breathed a sigh of relief.
"This stirrup is really an artifact!"
"Thanks to it!"
Zeng Jing was so excited that he sighed to himself regardless of whether anyone was paying attention to him or not.
Wang Mi is a thoughtful person. Originally, he wanted to cover the artifacts such as the double stirrups and the spear for a while, and not spread them out in the military camp so quickly.
It's not that he is stingy, he does this mainly for two reasons. One is that the Beifu soldiers and Jingzhou soldiers are united together, and there are a lot of people. When there are more people, the talk becomes mixed, and there are many gossips that cannot be controlled.
If the secret of the artifact he had worked so hard to introduce were leaked early, all his efforts would be in vain.
The second reason is to consider the level of construction in ancient times.
Although double stirrups are good, it is almost impossible to produce enough to be used by two armies in a short period of time.
But when they arrived at Victory Fort, Wang Mi discovered that this large-scale Wubao had all kinds of reserves.
Not only was there sufficient food and grass, but there were also large reserves of iron and copper materials. Knowing this situation, Wang Mi acted quickly, pulling various craftsmen together to focus on making stirrups, spears and other items.
Just the day before they arrived outside Xiangyang City, they finally made enough weapons for the soldiers to use in rotation to kill the enemy.
It is precisely because of this that Zeng Jing, who originally belonged to the Jingzhou sequence, can now be equipped with such well-made new weapons.
With the fall of the leader of the Di Qin team, the Qin soldiers were at the end of their strength and could no longer put up any greater resistance.
Zeng Jing retreated to the rear of the team. There were not many enemies left, so he could leave the opportunity to his soldiers.
"Help...help..."
Under the horse's legs, painful moans gradually reached Zeng Jing's ears.
He looked down and saw a seriously injured Qin soldier, breathing heavily and with blood gushing out from his chest.
Another person who is dying soon!
Zeng Jing waved his sword, and the man on the horse immediately fell silent.
There was no mercy on the battlefield, the fighting was brutal, and Zeng Jing had already decided not to leave anyone alive.
Perhaps, for Qin Bing, who could no longer survive, this sword was a relief. He should be grateful to Zeng Jing for giving him the opportunity to transcend.
On the rolling hills, what looks like ridges from a distance appears, but when you look closer, you can find that in fact, each hill is gentle and wide.
The war horses stood in a row with their heads held high, and on their backs, the Jin army officers looked at the hills with high spirits.
Just now, the Qin soldiers waiting here were still alive and kicking. After only half an hour, they turned into corpses. They relied on each other and their corpses rested on each other. Zeng Jing sighed: "Let's go!"
"Let's go back to the city!"
The casualties on the Jin army's side were not small. Zeng Jing presided over the soldiers who were still able to move and were slightly injured and put them on horseback, and their comrades took them back to their base one by one.
As for those unfortunate seriously injured and dead people, what awaits them may only be an even more unfortunate ending...