Ying Zheng came with the purpose of breaking the ice, so he naturally didn't want Yu Tu to have any grudges, so he explained the course of the war and the agreement signed by both parties.
Yu Tu, perhaps tired, just listened quietly, his brows twitching from time to time.
After Ying Zheng finished speaking, Yu Tu didn't have any special reaction. He just asked lightly: "If they lose, does King Qin really want to turn them into slaves?"
Ying Zheng's answer was quite vague: "Where to go depends on your own destiny. King Yiqu should rest in peace and recuperate. Only when you recover can you truly decide their fate. Then we can sit down and talk in detail."
Yu Tu knew that there was still a chance of improvement, so he nodded: "Okay, in the past few days, I will rest in peace and quiet, and I will not have any distracting thoughts, nor will I miss anyone."
"That's good." Ying Zheng cupped his hands and said, "I'll take my leave."
"I won't send you off." Yu Tu said as loudly as possible.
Ying Zheng walked out of the room and entered the room next door. He briefly told Li Si who was waiting here about Yu Tu's situation, and then Li Si took the medicine box into Yu Tu's bedroom.
Three days passed quickly. People on both sides were almost in shape, and it was time for the agreed-upon competition.
As the overall adjudicator, Meng Wu also set up a special lineup to determine the winner and loser. In order to show fairness, he also formulated corresponding rules.
In an open area, Mengwu ordered people to open up a large flat field, which was a arena for competition.
The rules stipulate that both parties in the competition are not allowed to injure life or limb. Those who injure others will be directly judged to lose, and one person will also be sentenced to lose, and the two will also receive punishment.
During the competition, you are not allowed to use words to insult or anger the opponent.
Do not use concealed weapons to hurt others.
Either side will lose as long as their weapons are released, they will lose if they are forced out of the field, and they will lose even more if they are knocked down and subdued.
According to the previous plan, Thorin and others divided the tribe into several groups. Those who were good at archery competed with the flying crossbow camp, while the rest competed with "our army".
It's not like Rong Di people haven't seen the power of these two teams before, so they don't have much confidence in their hearts.
In the first game, Thorin arranged for the slightly older tribes to go into battle. As expected, the archer camp was completely defeated by the flying crossbow camp, and the infantry camp was also formed by "our army". Under the dizzying formation changes, they could not hold on for long.
According to the agreement, these people all lost the game and became slaves of Great Qin.
Thorin doesn't want to abandon these people, but in order to take care of the entire team, someone must make sacrifices.
The original plan was that Thorin wanted the first wave of tribesmen to consume more of the Qin army's physical strength, so that everyone following them could win the game.
The idea is good, but the effect is not so good.
The Qin army won the contest almost without breaking a sweat, and seemed to have great reservations.
Although the effect was not good, the first wave of efforts could not be in vain and the Qin army could not be given a chance to breathe. The second battle began.
What Thorin never expected was that the Flying Crossbow Battalion was still performing stably, because there was no need to consume any physical strength at all, as long as the crossbow arrows were enough, and the game was not a battlefield after all, there were of course plenty of crossbow arrows.
On the "our army" side, they changed a few more formations and won the game quite easily.
The weapons of the Yiqu people were either knocked to the ground, or they were restrained and unable to move.
Thorin was a little panicked. He thought that the two Qin armies had defeated him on the battlefield. They were just relying on tricks and deception. However, he did not expect that in this head-to-head confrontation, his own tribe would be so unbearable.
Is this still the Yiqu army that I remember as being brave and fearless of death?
For a moment, Thorin wondered if he was still in the dream and hadn't woken up.
In the midst of a trance, news came from Mengwu that "our army" was not satisfied with the shouting and wanted to fight the Rong Di Army, which was twice as large.
When Thorin heard this, he was furious and sent six thousand tribes directly.
However, the only difference from before was that these six thousand tribes persisted twice as long as the previous wave of people.
That's all.
Only then did Thorin realize that he seemed to have made a very serious mistake, that is, he seriously underestimated the Qin army's combat power.
The previous defeat can also be attributed to the Qin army's good use of tactics. But today's setback is an out-and-out battle of strength.
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Even if he can't win twice as much, what can Yiqu do to challenge others?
Besides, how many people are there in Yiqu and how much is the military strength of the entire Qin Dynasty.
For a moment, Thorin felt that his previous self was a bit ridiculous for being childish, but at this moment, he really grew up a lot instantly.
At the very least, he understands that one mountain is higher than another.
Seeing that Thorin was in a daze, Qiang You knew that he must have been a little shocked in his heart, so he ordered the Qiang warriors to fight the next battle.
The same situation happened again, and the six thousand warriors of the Qiang tribe were swept away by "our army".
Qiang Yu could no longer calm down at this time. The defeated tribesmen had to stay in the Qin State and accept the sanctions of the King of Qin. If only some of them went back, how could they explain to the tribesmen who stayed at home in the Qin State?
At this time, "our army" sent another message, saying that it would directly challenge 10,000 people.
Several elders suddenly became angry and wanted to lead their clansmen into battle.
Thorin also understood that at this time, the elders should stand up and cheer for the whole clan, so he ordered the fifth elders to lead all their clans to fight "our army".
Although the fifth elder didn't talk much, he was extremely upright. After boosting morale, he led ten thousand tribesmen to the battlefield.
Sure enough, with an absolute numerical advantage and the fifth elders on the battlefield, the Yiqu Army began to reap results.
The number of "our troops" began to decrease, but they were all soldiers who did not have "our weapons" in hand.
Among the three thousand "our troops" now, only half hold "our weapons". The remaining half are armed with steel knives or spears. They function under the cover of their companions, but their own defense is slightly weak. insufficient.
Another reason is that the soldier holding "my weapon" finally showed some fatigue, and his movements were not as quick and flexible as before.
However, a slight loss of personnel does not mean that it has lost its advantage. After a fierce battle, "our army" still defeated all the tribes of the Fifth Elder, and it also suffered losses of more than 300 people.
According to the rules, these more than 300 people were no longer allowed to participate in the competition, so "our army" was left with less than 2,700 people.
When the fourth elder saw that even the fifth elder had been wiped out, he couldn't help shouting and rushed forward without looking back. He gathered his tribe and quickly entered the arena.
In fact, the fourth elder was not impulsive, but found that the enemy had already suffered losses, so it was better to strike while the iron was hot and not give the enemy a chance to breathe. Even if he could not win the victory in one go, he would definitely cause "our army" to suffer greater losses. .
Sure enough, under such continuous battles, "our army" finally showed its fatigue, and more and more mistakes were made in cooperation. The losses of soldiers who did not hold "our weapons" continued to rise.
But it is a pity that the soldier holding "my weapon" has not been damaged. Although his movements have been much slower, his defense is airtight. He is still under tight defense, waiting for an opportunity to give Yiqu A fatal blow.
After another hard battle, in the end, only the fourth elder was left on Yiqu's side, and "our army" also lost more than a thousand people.
The fourth elder was also exhausted. After throwing up his head and laughing for a while, he threw away the steel knife in his hand and left the battlefield.
At this time, news came from Mengwu that noon had arrived, and the two sides ceased fighting to rest, have lunch, and then resume the competition.
Thorin knew that Mengwu was taking the opportunity to give "our army" a break, but it was hard to argue. After all, we couldn't let everyone continue to fight hungry.
Both sides took a break during the meal to adjust their strategies.
The fifth elder and the fourth elder were defeated one after another. This was something that no one on the Rong Di Army side had ever thought of before.
The difference in the number of people was more than three times, and the opponent could not kill them painfully, so even if they used people to collide, they would definitely take advantage. However, when the Qin army changed their formations, they often cut the Rong Di army into several small pieces and then defeated them one by one.
"The next battle will be fought by our Qiang tribe." Seeing that more than half of Yiqu's side had been lost, Qiang Yu decided to take over Yiqu's attack.
Thorin nodded helplessly in agreement.
After eating, the "our troops" who had recovered some physical strength once again set foot on the arena, but surprisingly, the remaining three hundred or so soldiers who did not hold "our weapons" did not take the field. There are 1,500 people using the same "my utensils".
What's going on? The physical strength has dropped a lot, but the number of people participating in the battle has also been reduced?
Qiang Yu snorted coldly and waved his hand to send his tribe on the field.
Little did he know that without his companions to protect, "our army" would be able to use its hands and feet better and use Qimen Dunjia better.
In an instant, I saw the formation of "our army" changing, sometimes like a dragon coming out of the sea, majestic, sometimes like a trickle, gentle and soothing.
Many Qiang soldiers did not know what had happened, and the weapons in their hands disappeared. Some of them rushed forward collectively to kill, but when they turned around, they found that they were the only ones left, and their companions were lying on the ground.
The Qiang army, which had been full of confidence just now, suddenly understood why the Yiqu army just now seemed so vulnerable.
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The Rong Di army, who were accustomed to fighting on horseback, were now infantry, and there was no way to cooperate.
One thousand five hundred people versus ten thousand people, in everyone's opinion, it should be a one-sided situation, but now it has become another side.
After the last few Qiang soldiers were knocked out of their weapons, Ying Zheng was hiding on a high platform and looked at Yu Tu beside him with a smile.
"Old patriarch, after seeing my new army, what do you think?" Ying Zheng asked.
After three days of cultivation, Yu Tu was able to walk slowly. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "The strength of King Qin's army is indeed unfathomable. However, since you know that Rong and Di can't win, why are you so brave?" What a waste of time and effort?"
Ying Zheng did not answer directly, but said calmly: "After watching this good show, the old patriarch will understand."
Yu Tu knew that Ying Zheng was trying to be mysterious, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Qiang Yu in the stands couldn't sit still when he saw his tribe was defeated, so he ordered ten thousand more people to fight.
However, Qiang Xu seemed to have seen some clues while watching the battle, and arranged some arrangements among the team before sending his clansmen to play.
As expected, the Qiang army changed their fighting style. They no longer charged and attacked fiercely, but focused on "our army's" lower plate.
"Our army" also has countermeasures. When the formation changes, three people form a group to coordinate defense with each other.
In this round, more than 40 "our soldiers" were eliminated.
For Rong Di, this is already a big gain.
Thorin sent two groups of Yiqu soldiers one after another, led by the third elder. According to Qiang Yu's fighting style, less than half of "our army" was consumed.
When the final round came, there were still 6,000 people from Yiqu and 4,000 from the Qiang people.
Thorin and Qiang Yu also stood in the arena, leading all the Rongdi people to make the final fight.
Not only fighting for freedom, but also fighting for honor!
Zhang Yong also panted and stood in front of the only 700 "our soldiers" left, staring at Solin sharply.
Thorin had been captured by Zhang Yong before, and now that the enemy was on a narrow road, his fighting spirit naturally surged.
Only a shout was heard, and tens of thousands of soldiers rushed towards the seven hundred "our soldiers" like a tsunami. Their momentum was like a big river about to swallow the fish in the pond.
The "we soldiers" have basically reached the limit of their physical fitness, but they still gritted their teeth and fought hard, and at the same time brought the unpredictable changes of Qimen Dunjia to the extreme.
The numbers on both sides were constantly decreasing in the fight.
In the end, many Rongdi soldiers simply gave up their weapons. A few people seized the opportunity to save the thigh and arm of one of the "our soldiers", and they "died together" and quit the game.
Eight thousand versus five hundred...
Five thousand versus three hundred...
One thousand versus thirty...
Thorin ignored others and kept fighting with Zhang Yong.
And until the end, only Zhang Yong, Solin and Qiang Yu were left in the arena.
Zhang Yong was sweating profusely and panting heavily.
However, Thorin and Qiang Yu fought harder and harder, forcing Zhang Yong to retreat steadily.
Seizing the opportunity, Solin directly attacked Zhang Yong's bottom plate.
Zhang Yong still had the strength to dodge quickly and quickly parried.
Qiang Xu threw the steel knife behind him and grabbed Zhang Yong's feet with a flying jump.
Zhang Yong stumbled and was thrown to the ground. Solin took advantage of the situation and ran over to press Zhang Yong's arm with his knee, while the steel knife in his hand was pressed against Zhang Yong's neck.
"You, hoo, hoo... win." Zhang Yong gasped, as if he had finally completed his mission and relaxed completely.
Solin lifted the steel knife and reached out to pull Zhang Yong up from the ground.
"I admire heroes the most. If it weren't for your lack of physical strength, we might not have won." Solin's eyes completely changed when he looked at Zhang Yong, "How about making a friend?"
