Two armies confront each other.
The cavalry was all over the mountains and plains.
After the Xiongnu central army, Lunda Heda led nearly a hundred leaders of various Xiongnu tribes and stationed their horses on a hill to look at the Qin army appearing in the distance.
The flag of the Qin army fluttered in the wind, like a black torrent, coming slowly.
Heda paid attention for a moment and pointed the horse whip in the direction of the Qin army: "After the Qin people unified China, they were so overwhelmed by the victory that they dared to come to the grassland to confront our Huns cavalry."
The two armies met on a narrow road in the open grassland, and there was no land for the city to hold on to. It was the most conducive battlefield terrain for cavalry to charge and give full play to their advantages.
This is the encounter that the Huns soldiers are most familiar with, the most confident, and the one that can best demonstrate their superb riding skills, like a pack of wolves that divide and gather together, and are flexible and changeable.
This kind of confrontation was what Luotang Heda and even Luotangman, as well as the various Xiongnu tribes under their command, dreamed of.
"The people of Qin chose to fight against our Xiongnu tribes on the grassland..."
The voice of Lulu Heda suddenly became fierce, and he shouted: "If we cannot win this battle, we will be ashamed of the grassland that gave birth to us, and we will be ashamed of the 300,000 warriors of each tribe of the Xiongnu."
"Someone is coming!
When charging in the plains, beware of the Qin army attacking our army with arrows first. Send an order to the front troops to disperse their cavalry formations and attack the Qin army from multiple directions at the same time, rendering their arrows and other equipment useless."
The Xiongnu generals responded with a bang, and the order was quickly passed on.
Heda was in high spirits, stepped on the saddle, lifted his butt off the horse's back, and assumed a semi-standing posture, looking far ahead.
The two armies are getting closer and closer.
The Qin army has begun to change its formation and slowed down.
In front, the Huns cavalry also changed their formations while galloping, weaving in and out flexibly, like a pack of wolves hunting.
And as they galloped, gathered strength, and continued to approach the Qin army, their momentum became more and more fierce!
During the process of galloping into the formation, the Huns looked up to the sky and howled like wolves. Some Huns purely controlled the horses with their legs, and even performed dazzling movements on the horses to show their horse fighting abilities.
, and at the same time, it was also a psychological deterrent to suppress the Qin army.
All Xiongnu warriors were arranged in dispersed formations.
They kept a distance between their horses to deal with the Qin army's crossbow volleys and reduce casualties.
Heda kept a close eye on the battlefield, ready to respond to changes in the Qin army:
"Our army's array is scattered. Due to its speed, the Qin army can only fire one salvo at most before our Xiongnu army rushes forward."
Boom!
Behind the Qin army's formation, the sound of beating war drums suddenly sounded.
The Qin army, which had already slowed down, reined in its horses and stopped.
All the Qin troops gathered their formations while stagnating, and the heavily armored cavalry came to the forefront.
And between every two heavy armored cavalry, there is a body width left between them.
From the position they gave up, the shield soldiers stepped in.
They pushed the heavy shield across in front of them. The lower end of the shield was sharp. With the weight of the shield itself, it was inserted deep into the ground, instantly forming a shield wall nearly as tall as a human.
Viewed from a distance, the Qin army's black shield formation was so neat that it was shocking to see them, arranged side by side, airtight.
The Qin army formed a square formation with every ten thousand people, and the entire Qin army formed a cross-section that was several miles long. Its splendor was unimaginable, especially in the clash of armor and weapons, which was sonorous and deafening, as if
It has a heart-stopping magic power.
In the Xianyang Palace, Lu Buwei watched the changes in military formations on the battlefield through the bone mirror. He felt goosebumps rise instantly, and there was a surge of breath in his chest that he couldn't control himself.
Two hundred feet!
The distance between the two armies quickly narrowed.
Behind the Qin army's formation, commander Li Mu stood on the chariot.
He did not wear armor, but a blue gown.
The wind blows, and the gown flutters.
Li Mu stared at the Hun soldiers in the distance who were behaving arrogantly and roaring.
Scenes from when Zhao was a general flashed through his mind. The Xiongnu, Donghu and other nomadic peoples would go south to plunder Zhao and Yan almost every year.
Although Yan and Zhao were not at a disadvantage most of the time, the nomadic tribes were ferocious by nature, and temporary losses were not enough to scare them.
Every spring and summer, when the grass grows and the orioles fly, they will go south to plunder, rob people into slavery, kill people and steal wealth.
Accumulated over many years, the losses in Yan and Zhao are incalculable.
In the past, there have been countless tragic scenes in the Zhao Kingdom where Xiongnu soldiers went south and drove the Zhao people away to attack the city.
Outside Daicheng, the northernmost city of Zhao, bones can appear when you stick a chopstick into the ground.
When Li Mu was guarding the Zhao territory, he often saw scenes of Xiongnu soldiers massacring prisoners of the Zhao army and even the women and children of the Zhao people.
He still clearly remembers the laughter and bloodthirsty expressions of those Hun generals.
At this time, Li Mu looked far away and looked at the hill behind the Xiongnu army.
Damn it!
Every time the Huns came, there was almost always the figure of the Huns general, Luo Tiheda.
Over the years, Luotian Heda went south to plunder and indirectly and directly killed at least 293,000 Zhao people. This was the number recorded by the Zhao people in the past when they counted the losses caused by the Xiongnu plunder every year.
Li Mu remembers it clearly, has never forgotten it, and does not dare to forget it!
This is the deepest hatred between the nomadic tribes of Middle-earth and the grasslands!
One hundred feet!
The Hun cavalry had already rushed within a hundred feet, and the ferocious murderous look on their faces gradually became clear.
As the distance approached, the previously dispersed array of Huns soldiers began to gradually close up.
They were gathering strength to charge, preparing to attack the Qin army's formation.
Eighty feet... seventy-five feet... seventy feet!
Sixty feet!
This distance is almost beyond the optimal shooting range of the Qin army's crossbows.
The muscles of all the Xiongnu soldiers were tense, and their eyes were staring fiercely at the Qin army's array, gleaming fiercely.
However, the Qin army remained silent and stood still like a mountain.
Just when the Xiongnu people were doubtful, the drums of the Qin army's rear formation suddenly became louder and denser, like rain hitting banana trees.
Boom! Boom!
The low drum beat became louder and louder, deafening.
It's Li Mu, he's beating the Kui Niu drum himself!
Boom!
With the sound of drums, the momentum of the Qin army rose instantly, and a murderous aura filled the air, which turned into blood.
The Qin army is undefeated, and the bloody military soul has been cultivated through many years of fighting in battle!
Boom!
Li Mu's voice shook the battlefield: "All the generals are brave, kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Protect our Great Qin and sweep across the Liuhe!"
One hundred thousand Qin troops shouted in unison, and the sound was like a thunderbolt, shaking the sky.
The sound even overshadowed the Kui Niu drum!
At the same moment, above the Qin army's shield array, a black copper pipe was poked out from the recessed position where every two shields met, like the muzzle of a cannon.
This is the revolving crossbow that Zhao Huaizhong saw in the Ministry of Materials and Engineering. After blessing the array matrix, it formed the crossbow 'Gatling' of this era.
Between each two shields is a revolving crossbow, extending horizontally, like a honeycomb of densely packed crossbow muzzles, aimed at the Huns cavalry.
To be continued...