Qin Shi: Beginning as the first emperor's younger brother

It seems that it is going to fight the Qin army.

Although the arrows attacked intensively, they couldn't hold back the large number of Rong people and riding good horses. They rushed into the Qin army's formation very quickly.

"Sword and shield soldiers, bow and crossbow soldiers retreat! Cavalry charge!"

Holding a long spear in his hand, Meng Tian commanded the cavalry and took the initiative to meet the Rong army.

The two armies collided, and people were turned on their backs.

Some soldiers wanted to get up just after they fell off their horses, but in an instant, they were trampled by the horses galloping on the battlefield, and they were killed by the enemy.

Meng Tian and Pang Lin fought in front of the Rong army.

He wants to disrupt the formation of the Rong army by means of personal force.

However, doing so would be more difficult.

A soldier of the Qin army was fighting with a member of the Rong tribe when he was suddenly attacked from behind, and a spear pierced his body directly.

But a strange scene happened, he didn't die directly, instead he had enough consciousness left, at the moment when his life was about to die, he leaped with all his strength, embraced the Rong warrior in front of him, and fell off the horse together.

On such a fierce battlefield where the two armies charge against each other, once they fall off the horseback, one can imagine the situation they will face.

This Qin general was trampled beyond recognition.

The continuous fighting between the two sides resulted in a bloody scene, stumps, broken arms, and fallen heads can be seen everywhere.

The blood that kept flowing out gradually stained the earth red.

As the sun set in the west, there was an endless desolation, permeating every corpse that fell from the horse's back.

In the midst of the non-stop killing, a soldier of the Qin Army unfortunately fell off his horse.

But he was lucky at the same time, not to be trampled by the enemy's iron hooves in the first place.

He resisted the pain caused by his body hitting the ground and suddenly stood up, continuing to kill the enemy with all his might.

And his war horse has long since disappeared.

In the case of hand-to-hand combat, there is no horse to ride, and there is only one ending, and that is death.

Although, he has thick heavy armor on his body.

However, even so, he bravely rushed directly to a Rong warrior on horseback, and at the critical moment, he threw the weapon in his hand high, and directly penetrated the Rong warrior's body. body.

However, inadvertently, his back was also severely slashed by the sharp weapon of the Rong tribe.

The armor was instantly torn apart.

Bloody.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, took out the saber at his waist, and continued to kill the enemy.

In the end, during a battle, an arm was cut off by a Rong warrior.

He couldn't hold the sword anymore.

But still fighting.

Fighting in his own way.

Pang Lin noticed him, but he couldn't save him.

Because this is a battlefield, life and death are happening every minute.

"Kill! Kill one is enough! Kill two and earn money!"

Due to the internal injuries caused when he fell off the horse, his chest was stagnated. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he continued to rush forward aimlessly.

Holding a long sword in his left hand, it looks nondescript.

Wherever there is an enemy army, he will rush there.

Perhaps it was because he was not sitting on horseback that he seemed to notice that he had very few enemy troops under the surging crowd.

However, gradually, his figure was completely submerged in the tide of the army, and he disappeared without a trace.

This scene happened to be seen by Pang Lin.

He gritted his teeth, waved his spear, and continued to fight and kill the enemy.

The figure of the soldier with the broken arm was just a microcosm of this battlefield.

Some people are in a more tragic situation than him, and there are no bones left.

Whether it is the Rong tribe or the Qin State, there are people who regard death as if they are returning home. This is the soul of the country.

......

Yingyuan, who had left Zhaoyao Mountain, finally found Xihai.

However, as soon as they arrived here, the soldiers were about to dismount and take a good rest, when a large number of enemy troops appeared on the hill ahead.

All cavalry.

Seeing this, Ying Yuan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't feel scared because of it.

"Soldiers! Line up to meet the enemy!"

In fact, he had expected this result a long time ago. It is impossible for Xihai to be stationed without a large army of Rong people.

Looking at their number, it seems that there are seven or eight thousand people.

Although in terms of quantity, Ying Yuan has the advantage.

However, they are a tired army after a long journey, and those Rong soldiers have obviously been here for a long time.

Since there are enemies appearing, there is no good way but to fight them to the end!

"Follow this Marquis to charge!"

Ying Yuan roared again.

The last rays of the setting sun completely dissipated.

The figure in front of him also gradually became hazy.

"Qin Zhirui, live against death, be loyal to the liver and courage, and pass on the soul with bravery!"