Chapter 173 Meeting a thousand miles away (early month, ask for the monthly monthly ticket)
Tancheng is just a small town on the south bank of Laishui. It is only six or seventy miles away from Xianyang. It is precisely because it is too close to Xianyang City.
Inside, the biggest function is just a place where travelers who come out of Xianyang or from the east of Hedong are temporarily resting.
But who can think that such a small town will suddenly become a place to determine the list of nations and countless soldiers in the world and countless soldiers.
In the two directions of one south, one north, the people boiled for a while, and tens of thousands of people rushed towards the small town in front.
In the north, it is the striker of Zhao Guo's elite riding. Compared with these Zhao Guo's elite, the Qin Army in the south is also unusual.
War Horse, these Qin Army's status can only be described as an alternative. The soldiers are sitting in the car, the carriage is in front, and the ox cart is behind. Even if it is close to the full speed, it can only follow behind.
The soldiers and people on the upside were unknown by bumpy fluttering.
In terms of speed, of course, Zhao Guo's riding is faster, but the Qin Jun and the people occupy the advantage of closer to Tancheng. In the race of this time and life, the victory or defeat is still unknown.
Qin Jun and Minfu see that the walls of Tancheng have appeared in the sight, but Zhao Guofei has also caught up. It is not a few miles away from the end of the team.
Below, it is easy to be spanned.
"Leave the army, cross the carriage over." Wang Yan saw this, and even sounded.
In order to general, the most available battle does not decide, and sometimes even the wrong decision is stronger than no decision, not to mention, Wang Yan thinks that his decision is wrong: Since the enemy has been caught up, in order to win the time, you must have to fight for time.
Someone blocked the enemy after the break.
For a while, the people still rushed towards the city, and Qin Jun jumped off the carriage and ox carts one by one. He turned around in a way, connected his head and tail, and quickly pulled a line of defense on the plain in front of the city.
Under a round of charge, the rude car array was already crumbling. Although the car array was the best choice against the cavalry on the plain, these Qin Army lacked a weapon, that is, the bow and arrow, there was no support for bows and arrows.
They can only be beaten passively.
"That's not necessarily, ready, it's time for us to go into battle." Yang Ming ordered.
He knew that the battle would happen here because of the advantages of the prophet's awareness, so what is the reason for this team of Qin Jun to appear here? Is it because of coincidence or because of his judgment.
"Bang." With the dull impact sound, in the wailing of the war horses, the two armies finally collided with the painful moan of the soldiers of the two sides.
For a while, some Qin Bing was raised by the long gun riding by Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun was riding by Qin Bing to pass through the waist and abdomen.
As Ling Qi waved, the captain of the forward of Zhao Jun led the cavalry around him to launch the last charge. Under this charge, there will be no enemies who can stand in front of Zhao Guobian.
What is the cavalry who lost the charge? It is just a living target that has been attacked.
"This is the art of war. Sure enough, no matter how many soldiers read, they still need the experience of the battle array. Because between the battle formation, the enemy's military posture is changing rapidly, and it will not give you enough time to respond.
Answer. "Meng Tian thought, and had already raised the long gun in his hand.
Even if the people fled into the city, it would be difficult for Zhao Guo to ride the attack between Zhao Guofei and Wei Wu. However, if these Qin Army escaped, it would be a very troublesome power.
"It seems that there are powerful figures in Qin Jun, but this is just the case. In the face of absolute power, any struggle is useless." Aware of the morale of Qin Jun in an instant.
, I have clenched the long gun in my hand.
"It's interesting. I didn't expect someone to think of it with me." Yang Minglian looked at the people who had fled into the city and the Qin Army who was fighting against the enemy forces.
Strong interest.
The first team of Zhao Guo rushed into the car array with brave and fearlessness, and instantly impacted the stationed station that had been crumbling.
Zhao Guobian's offensive formation.
Although thousands of people do not necessarily fight, they are still enough to rely on the city walls. In this way, they can also share a lot of pressure. At least, it will not be a situation of nine deaths.
"Kill." In a shouting sound, Zhao Jun rode reluctantly and reacted, and he couldn't change the formation. He was killed by the enemy's waist.
Under the horse.
Under the defense of the Qin Army, although there are not many soldiers who died directly under the arrow rain, the torture that constantly struggled on the edge of life and death, even the Qin Army who had been accustomed to fighting, one by one
I can't help but be nervous.
At this time, in a hill in the southwest, a team of cavalry was watching the battlefield in the distance far away. These people were three thousand guards from Xianyang all the way.
"When the enemy launches an charge, raise the speed to the limit. While it is difficult to transfer the direction, strikes its waist and abdomen, you can scatter the enemy in one fell swoop, or even wipe out
I understand the meaning behind Yang Ming.
Here, there are six hundred Ganquan Palace forbidden to think that the striker. Behind him, there are more than 2,000 follow -up guards. It is not that you do n’t have the chance to eat the enemy forward in front of you.
Fearing death is the nature of man. When you face death, you can face the courage to face death, so that the Qin Army after the array after the car array is the warrior.
Although nervous and scared, none of them escaped.
"This is the fourth round. After the fifth round, when the enemy's charge, all of them, they played their spirits." Wang Yan talked loudly.
In the shift of time, "unfortunately, the manpower is finally exhausted." Zhao Jun's forward school captain watched the Qin Jun car array that had been flushed into several sections, and had decided to launch the final charge to the enemy in front of him.
Then, then
"Retreat." Zhao Jun's striker was frightened. Although the number of Qin Army was not large, the timing of the choice was too tricky. A round of charge, Zhao Guobian was divided into 708.
Before he could adjust the direction, he was surrounded by the chaotic battlefield.
"Captain, is we attacking the people, or attack these Qin Army?" Zhao Jun was riding, and a thousand husbands asked the forward captain around us.
After the car array, Qin Jun tightly clenched the weapon in his hand. They knew that the most dangerous moment was coming. Once the enemy torn the car to open the car line, the waiting for them would be destroyed.
At this moment, there are military flags in the southwest, and horseshoe is trampled on yellow land.
Fortunately, there is a body in front of the Qin Army, and the arrows that cross the body into the Qin Army are much less than the arrows that Zhao Jun riding and shooting.
The army was not afraid. Only a few lucky soldiers were seriously injured by the gap through the gap.
From the moment the Qin Jun raid, the ending of this Zhao Jun has been determined.
Captain Zhao Jun's striker wanted to recover the defeat as much as possible, but while he was calling, he also exposed his position. A team of Qin Jun rushed directly towards his position.
In the battlefield, Zhao Guobian, who was re -queue, had launched an charge. For a while, countless dust was splashed under the horseshoe, the charge of the three thousand cavalry, and its momentum was huge, still above the tens of thousands of soldiers.
"Qin Jun's combat power is here, and it is more important to eat these Qin Army than those who are not unable to do it." The striker school captain thought about it, and he already had a choice.
The charge from Zhao Guobian is about to start.
More and more Zhao Guofei rushed into the Qin Army, attacking the enemy in front of him.
In Zhao Guobian's riding the leader of the striker school, only a few Zhao Guobian had time to ride the direction, but in front of Qin Jun who had gained absolute advantages on the local battlefield, the change of the situation of a few people could not change the general trend at all.
Deadial.
You know, in the country like the tiger and wolf like Qin Jun, those who can only be the people can only prove that their strength is very limited. Even some people have to withdraw from Qin Junzheng because of their age, but since Qin is in Qin Qin, it is in Qin Qin.
After so many years in the army, it still has to serve labor. Doesn't it mean that even when people are young, are personal martial arts limited?
The decision of Zhao Jun's striker school is not decisive. The riding of a three thousand people was leaked to the Qin Jun's car array like a flowing water, but thirty steps near the car array, one by one, quoted the arrow, the arrows were gained.
When shooting, the human and horses had turned around and walked towards the back. The left space left was rode by the side of the front.
At this time, Qin Junzheng, who was holding a spear behind his body with a gun, has been able to see Zhao Jun riding a bow to lead the arrow. With the burst of the bowstring of the bow, a feathers and arrows came.
Although the bow is soft, it is not as good as the hard bow, but the bow is still the bow. In front of the human body, it is still a fatal weapon.
"It seems that someone thinks of one with us. This is good. With these thousands of people, it also increases a lot of our capital." Wei Yan groaned.
Seeing this situation, he had no time to hesitate, and he greeted him on the horse's belly. He wins the brave on the narrow road. From this place, whoever is timid first will die faster.
"What a familiar halberd." Zhao Jun's striker was stingy, but he saw a touch of light that had known each other. In his sight, his long gun was raised in high in the impact.
His chest.
"How could it be him?" This was the last idea of Zhao Jun's front captain.