Since ancient times, the way to win a battle has been to use one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses.
Whether it is military situation, military strategy, military yin and yang or military skills, in the final analysis, it is to find a point for one's side to attack the weak point with strong force, form a local advantage, and then use the point to break the enemy.
As for the Qin State, it is impossible to send a large army into South Korea. The Qin State is indeed going to rest for a while.
Not to mention that the Qin army needed to rest and recuperate after years of conquests.
Grain and grass alone can no longer be purchased with money. Countries other than Qi have banned large quantities of strategic materials such as grain, grass, iron ore, and copper mines from Qin or merchants who have close contacts with Qin. trade.
Qin's treasury is too empty. If we force money to buy grain and grass, it will affect the operation of the court and local areas. The same goes for the money in Zhang Ji's hands. Any further withdrawals will affect the paper and book business. .
The business of paper and books is the way to have a profound and long-term influence on the Qin State. In comparison, the troubles in South Korea are nothing at all.
Forcibly damaging Qin's interests for his own purposes is not an appropriate thing.
Ever since he met and worked for Ying Zheng, Zhang Ji has been favored by Ying Zheng many times and wanted to go to Han to see Honglian. Ying Zheng temporarily gave him the title of Qin envoy, and even acted beyond his authority to settle the matter of surrender with the King of Han. After all, Zhang Ji took Qin's interests into consideration when satisfying his personal goals. What Qin paid for him was far less than what he gave Qin in return. That's why Ying Zheng indulged Zhang Ji so much.
But if you cannot make ends meet, once or twice, Ying Zheng will eventually be displeased.
Therefore, mobilizing Luo Wang and the Iron Eagle warriors around him were the only power Zhang Ji could use.
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In a wine shop at the gate of the east city of Xinzheng, Zhang Ji, Zhan Ri, Black and White Xuanjian, Jiang Jiangbi and Six Sword Slaves all gathered here. In addition, there were six top-level killers and twenty-three killers. The second-rate earth-level snare killer, Bai Kun, and two hundred iron eagle warriors, all together, amounted to less than three hundred.
It's not that Zhang Ji doesn't want to bring more people, but the space of this wine shop and the connected shop is limited. Three hundred people are already the limit. If there are more, there is a risk of attracting the attention of the city defense army.
There are 3,000 city defense troops guarding the east city gate. One against ten does not seem to be a problem for this team of less than 300 people.
If some of these three thousand people did not occupy the terrain advantage of the city, only a few of their masters would be enough.
A first-class Gai Nie could single-handedly annihilate three hundred dragon and tiger cavalry with Tian Ming as a dragster, let alone these six warriors with master level combat power?
As long as there are no bed crossbows specially designed to surround and kill charging generals, it is indeed not a problem for the six grandmasters to annihilate these three thousand people.
However, there is only one chance to seize the city gate.
Their actions must be quick. If they are a little late, the four thousand city defense troops responsible for mobile patrols in the city will arrive to support them.
By then, even if they are unwilling to do so, they will retreat, and those secret passages will inevitably be discovered.
After roughly observing the layout of the city defense army, Zhang Ji directed everyone to start the action.
Originally, Zhang Ji was a little worried about the Iron Eagle Warriors. After all, the elites of the world were different from the spy killers. They were also fully armored and had five weapons hidden in their bodies.
But what was somewhat beyond Zhang Ji's expectation was that the Iron Eagle Warriors seemed to have put in a lot of effort in hiding their figures, and everyone was able to move silently and move like the wind.
Three hundred people scattered around and took advantage of the cover of streets and houses to approach the east gate step by step.
When Zhang Ji and others were still about a hundred steps away from the city gate, there was still an Iron Eagle warrior who was too tall and the wall he was leaning against could not completely cover his figure. The archer noticed.
"Enemy attack!"
A shout was like water falling into a frying pan, and the city defense troops at the east gate instantly exploded.
Dozens of arrows were instantly shot at the hiding place of the Iron Eagle warrior, but none of them hit.
The city defense army is not an elite soldier, and the distance of a hundred paces is already close to the range limit of ordinary bows and arrows. Even South Korea, which is good at making strong bows and powerful crossbows, has a tendency of not being able to penetrate Lu Tao at the end of its powerful crossbows.
Before the arrow reached the place where the Iron Eagle warrior was, it already looked limp and fell to the ground unsteadily.
Seeing that he had been exposed, Bai Kun no longer covered his whereabouts, and his powerful and deep roar was as loud as thunder under the coercion of his inner strength: "My sons, kill!"
A row of iron eagle warriors wearing heavy black armor took off the cowhide shields on their backs and stood directly on the street in front of the east gate.
The sun passed through the sparse clouds and fell on their armor. The tall and powerful bodies like iron towers were covered in armor that shone with cold metallic light. A strong murderous aura filled the surrounding air, making people shudder.
Behind them, a row of Iron Eagle warriors holding iron-tired hard bows took out a long arrow from the quiver on the waist of Pao Ze, who was holding a shield in the front row, and aimed at the Korean crossbowmen at the top of the city. From their stable postures and focused eyes, as well as the speed of shooting, we can see their extraordinary shooting skills and literacy.
Different from the city defense army of Xinzheng, the iron-tyred hard bows in the hands of the Iron Eagle warriors are individually made according to the arm strength of each Iron Eagle warrior, and the closest shooting range can reach 170 steps.
The bowstring bent like a full moon, emitting a low and hoarse buzzing sound, as if calling for the coming of war.
Moreover, the arrows used by the Iron Eagle warriors are long arrows. The shooting speed of long arrows is not as good as that of short arrows, but they have greater control over the arrows and are less deflected by airflow.
In other words, long arrows are more accurate than short arrows. At the moment when each arrow separates from the bowstring, it flies towards the target with a sound of breaking through the air, and its flight trajectory is straight and stable.
The Iron Eagle warrior was a good shooter. Almost all of the fifty arrows hit the target. The arrows penetrated the armor and bright red blood spurted out, dyeing the body of a Korean soldier red.
Seeing that there were only more than 200 Iron Eagle warriors, the Korean soldiers under the city deliberately bullied the few. They gathered together and rushed towards the military formation formed by the Iron Eagle warriors. They were as dense as a swarm, waving their sharp blades and roaring. roar.
But it was only a hundred steps away, and more than two hundred of the Korean soldiers who rushed towards the Iron Eagle Army fell under the fire of the iron tire bow.
The shrill wails echoed on the battlefield, but these Iron Eagle warriors just expressionlessly took out arrows from the arrow pots on the waists of the robes in front of them and fired four rounds of rapid fire. Their movements were quick and accurate, and every shot carried a hint of cold killing intent.
When the Korean soldiers rushed to a distance of less than twenty steps from the Iron Eagle Warriors' formation, they took ten steps back in an orderly manner. A row of Iron Eagle Warriors holding short spears slowly stepped forward to take their place. Archer position.
Gently twisting the end of the short spear, a subtle cracking sound came from the spear, and a section of the spear suddenly stretched out, turning the short spear into a long spear.
This is an iron spear designed by the Qin Mo lineage for the Iron Eagle warriors. It is retractable and easy to carry. It was designed taking into account the situation in which the Iron Eagle warriors perform latent missions.
Spear after spear pierced out from the gaps in the shield formed by the cowhide shield. The metal texture of the spear shone coldly in the sun, like a poisonous dragon stretching out, devouring the lives of the enemies in front of it.
Each spear danced in his hand, forming an indestructible wall of spears, compressing the remaining living space in front of the Iron Eagle Warriors' formation to the extreme.
In just a moment, the Iron Eagle Warriors suffered heavy casualties in front of their military formation.
Blood sprayed out like a fountain, dyeing the earth red. On the battlefield, the screams and groans of the Korean soldiers intertwined to form a heart-stopping song of death.
But if there were heavy casualties, the Korean soldiers who attacked the Iron Eagle Army were relatively lucky.
The Korean soldiers at the city head and near the city gate truly experienced what a dimensionality reduction strike is.
Under the sun, streaks of sword energy passed through the sky, like meteors streaking across the night sky, splitting the air with destructive power.
Accompanied by the sound of electricity under his feet, every step Zhang Ji took brought an invisible current. The electric light flashed as fast as lightning. The Zhanlu Sword danced in his hand. The sword light was like a waterfall, dazzling and sharp.
Zhang Ji, who shuttled among Han soldiers, was like a ghost walking in the world, summoning death. Whenever he passed by a Korean soldier, a shrill wail sounded, blood spilled, and life disappeared.
But before the wail came out of his throat, Zhang Ji had already appeared next to another Korean soldier. After killing ten people in a row, Zhang Ji's pace slowed down slightly, but his eyes became colder and colder. Each sword was filled with unstoppable sword energy, and his powerful and steady ink-colored inner power was stirring like never before, as if it could tear everything apart.
Anyone with eyesight would recognize the sword technique Zhang Ji was performing at this moment.
As we all know, the Mohist family has two most famous sword techniques.
One is "Mozi Sword Technique", which is known as the strongest defensive sword technique in the world, while the other is called "Ten Steps and One Killing Technique", which is claimed to be the strongest killing sword technique in the world. Within ten steps, the sword wielder is The killing range of the sword can be single, or the sword energy and essence can be gathered into one sword to strike.
And below the city, the gate commander of the east gate was wearing heavy armor, but he was instantly cut into two pieces by Black and White Xuanjian's sword energy, along with the three personal guards around him. His flesh and blood flew everywhere, and his broken limbs were dancing in the air. It's like a terrifying picture.
Without the city gate order as the commander, the city defense army's military formation was temporarily in chaos.
The soldiers looked around in horror, looking for a new commander.
However, taking advantage of this opportunity, the remaining masters used their own methods to face this group of unorganized military formations, jumped over the encirclement of the military formations, pointed their swords at the officers in the city defense army, and started killing.
Zhanri beheaded the Chengmen Cheng who took over the command. The Zhanri sword was covered with blood-red sword energy. It was unclear which part was the sticky blood and which part was the blood-red sword energy gathered on the sword.
The Six Sword Slaves acted separately, with flexible and swift movements. They quickly shuttled between the battlefields like a cheetah, and found three officers who tried to take over the command of the city defense army. Their swords flashed and blood spattered.
Every beheading was accompanied by a shrill scream, which made people shudder.
In fact, in regular armies, there is rarely a situation where after killing the leading general, the army will fall into a situation where there is no one to command, and it will quickly collapse due to the loss of the command system.
In fact, there are deputy generals, assistant generals and other officers who can take over command in the army. The biggest impact of the death of a general is on morale.
However, as the officers who took over the command were killed one by one, the officers who were supposed to take over the command did not dare to speak out anymore.
Facing the ruthless slaughter of Black and White Xuanjian, Six Sword Slaves and Zhan Ri, his heart was filled with fear and despair.
On this terrifying battlefield, they felt the breath of death approaching, as if a pair of invisible hands in the darkness were quickly drawing closer to their lifeline.
The ones who felt this more profoundly were the ordinary Korean soldiers.
The unbreakable military formation in front of them was twisting the strings in their hearts little by little. With the complete loss of command orders and witnessing the brutal killing of one officer after another, the strings in their hearts seemed to be twisted. To the extreme, Bai Kun's order to switch from defense to offense completely collapsed, and a rout began.
In just a moment, the rout spread among the city defense troops. Their morale was exhausted and they were running in all directions. They were no longer soldiers, but a group of lambs bound by fear and despair.
However, the sounds of flesh being cut came from their faces, necks, torsos and limbs.
The running movements of a group of Korean soldiers slowly stopped, but they did not regain their fighting spirit, but their eyes widened, and they clutched their throats in disbelief.
The arteries ruptured and blood spurted out. As they fell, even the corpses were chopped into pieces and scattered on the battlefield.
And this is the ruthless silk array arranged by the Black Widow among the Eight Exquisite Ones.
While the others were fighting, she took over the control of Ba Linglong and silently arranged the ruthless silk arrays.
The Heartless Silk is a silk thread specially made by Luowang. It is extremely sharp and can cut stone pillars and big trees. As long as the inner strength is infused into the Heartless Silk, even the ground and high walls are just a matter of the Black Widow waving her fingertips.
Moreover, from the wooden box behind the Black Widow, poisonous bees with tails flashing with a dark and cold light flying out of the wooden box behind the Black Widow flew out.
Their bodies are like dark agate, and each pair of transparent wings exudes the alluring sheen of poisonous honey. As they fly, the breeze ruffles their wings, making a low, rapid buzzing sound.
The curled body of the poisonous bee is covered with fine lines, like a maze, emitting a strange and mysterious light, as if there are endless conspiracies hidden in the honey.
The sharp tail thorns shone coldly in the sun. They were like poisonous thorns. Once they penetrated the human body, they would release the poison in an instant.
The poisonous bee vibrates its transparent wings and makes a weak and rhythmic buzz as it cruises around the battlefield. The sound of flapping its wings is completely obscured by the shouts of death, wailing and begging for mercy on the battlefield, which is different from the entangled black widow. The undetectable ruthless threads on the fingertips are intertwined together, forming a terrifying and beautiful picture. On this boiling battlefield, lives are being harvested silently.
As the Iron Eagle warriors rushed to the city gate, lowered the heavy door latch, and worked together to open the heavy city gate, the Snow Clothes Castle army assembled outside the city rushed straight in under the arrows formed by more than a thousand white-armored cavalry. the battlefield.
Not long after, the already one-sided battlefield became quiet.
There were no more shouts of death, only a few sporadic wails and pleas for mercy.
On the battlefield, the smell of blood permeated the air, corpses piled up like mountains, and sunlight filtered through the smoke and dust, reflecting a horrific and poignant scene.
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