The uneasiness in Wang Hao's heart became more and more obvious. Although the number of Zhao's army could not be seen at a glance, the cavalry and infantry divided into several legions in front of him, as well as the crossbowmen following behind, were definitely more than the 10,000 according to the intelligence.
I'm afraid it's more than 20,000. Wang Hao cursed in his heart, but at this time there was no time to care about the specific number of Zhao Jun. The Zhao Jun led by Le Cheng had arrived several hundred meters away, and he could even see the ferocious smile on Le Cheng's face.
But after all, Wang Lu is a famous general who has been on the battlefield for many years. He has never seen any big storms, so this small scene cannot scare him.
He quickly sent out scouts to take a detour to explore the rear of the Zhao army, and then calmly directed the Qin army to form a formation to meet the enemy.
"Yang Xiong, you led five thousand Guanzhong troops and rear troops to withdraw to the west of Luoshui to form a formation. I always have some worries in my heart." Looking at the increasingly approaching banners with the word Zhao and the word Le, Wang Hao decided to stay. Backhand.
Calculate defeat before calculating victory. At this time, the enemy has exceeded his calculations, so the most correct approach is no longer to defeat the enemy, but to make himself invincible.
He has passed the most impulsive age, and the failure of the Changping Battle has made him grow enough. No matter what time, he must leave some strength as a maneuver.
"No." Yang Xiong nodded, then rode his horse towards the rear.
"Qiang He, you are leading three thousand Longxi cavalry to support them." Wang He continued. Compared with other countries, Qin's cavalry is much smaller, but compared with Zhao's, it is not only smaller in number, but also weak in strength, and has not experienced the baptism of a real war.
If they were to go head-to-head with the Zhao cavalry on the frontal battlefield, they would only end up destroying the cavalry that Qin had finally trained with great difficulty.
Wang Hao would rather use infantry to deal with Zhao's cavalry and suffer more casualties, while retaining Qin's cavalry.
"General, if we don't go through a big battle, we will never be able to face the Zhao army, let alone Zhao Feiqi." Qiang Yu said with his fists clasped, his armor clanking, and thousands of cavalry from behind also asked for battle, with no expression on their faces. No fear at all.
Their goal is to kill Zhao Feiqi. If they are still afraid of facing these ordinary cavalry, then are the so-called goals and the so-called heroic words just a joke?
no way! Jiujiu and Lao Qin fought against the national calamity together. The moment they set foot on the battlefield, they had put life and death aside.
Zhao Jun is powerful, but so what? Didn't Wei Wuzu claim to be invincible before he was defeated?
What's more, the current Zhao army is far less powerful than the Wei soldiers who used to intimidate all parties. Whether you can win or not depends not on superficial data, but only after you have beaten it.
They do not lack the courage to show their swords!
"Follow the order. If there is a chance, I will let you go." Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, and finally rejected the cavalry's request.
Although there was no evidence, his intuition told him that the Qin cavalry, which had only been trained for two years, was definitely no match for the Zhao cavalry in front of him.
Although the number of Zhao cavalry in front of them is only about two thousand, the intensity of the war cloud above their heads is no less than that of a regular army of six thousand, and it is more solid.
The war cloud essentially relies on the power of the blood and blood of the soldiers to connect the aura of heaven and earth to form a cloud of aura with the will of the soldiers.
The stronger the soldiers are, the stronger the energy and blood in their bodies will be, the more spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be connected, and the denser the war cloud will be.
The area and intensity of the war cloud can also be used to determine the strength of the opponent most of the time.
In the past, when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was not as active as it is now, except for the military spirit army, which could gather war clouds without relying on battle formations, no other army could do it.
Although war clouds are now easier to form, their essence has not changed. The person who has studied this aspect the most in the world today is Bai Qi, and Bai Qi has always said anything to Wang Luan, a little fanboy who admires him, without hiding anything.
Although Bai Qi is aloof, he is not stupid. Don't say that you were not trained by King Qin. Even if you were, with your own personality, King Qin would not be able to tolerate you sooner or later.
Although he was not afraid of death, he did not want his family to die with him. And Wang Lu is a direct descendant of the King of Qin. When necessary, he can save the lives of his whole family with just one word. Even if he cannot save his whole family, it is easy to leave a bloodline.
However, there is a gap between Wang Lu and Bai Qi after all. This gap is not very big, but it separates them like a natural chasm. No matter how hard Wang Lu tries, he cannot cross it.
This natural chasm made one of them become a figure at the level of the Four Saints of Military Strategies, while the other was just an ordinary famous general.
"I obey my orders." On the battlefield, those who disobey military orders will be executed. Qiang He could only obey Wang He's orders, even though he was very reluctant in his heart.
"Send the order to the whole army, follow me to meet the enemy." Wang Ran suddenly revealed his talent, and a layer of fiery red light rushed out from the Qin army, converging into a sea of fire in mid-air, tongues of fire raging, licking the scorching sun, the heaven and the earth The temperature in the room seemed to rise by more than ten degrees out of thin air.
The Qin army slowly advanced forward under the leadership of Wang Lu, with three hundred chariots in front, shield soldiers and infantry behind, and elite crossbowmen at the rear.
Wang Hao was very lucky that he brought 300 chariots. Although he did not use them when he attacked Zhou State, they came in handy today against the Zhao army.
Even if a chariot does not have any talent, its crushing ability on the frontal battlefield cannot be compared to that of cavalry and infantry.
Of course, the shortcomings are also obvious. However, it is still very useful to disrupt Zhao Jun's formation. Immediately afterwards, Wang Hao activated the army-breaking formation he had learned from Sima Cuo. A dull fluorescence appeared on the chariots and soldiers, like a sword that was sharpened, ready to see blood at any time.
The two famous generals of the Qin State, Bai Qi and Sima Cuo, had no intention of carrying the battle formation they created into the coffin. Especially Bai Qi, who had no descendants and basically passed the mantle to Wang Lu.
However, although Bai Qi's Blood Evil Formation is powerful, except for his own use, if it is used by anyone else, it will not have the same effect. However, it is extremely difficult to learn.
After Wang Lu learned it, he realized that he had been tricked, so he could only turn around and learn Sima Cuo's army-breaking formation. Sima Cuo is more conscientious. Although the broken army formation is not as powerful in other people's hands as it is in his hands, at least it still retains most of its power.
Moreover, Wang Hao's talent itself can increase the attack power, and combined with the effects of improving morale and attack power of the Army Breaking Formation, they complement each other.
Li Si stood on the chariot, grasping the railing with his left hand and holding the sword in his right hand. He looked at the slowly advancing Qin army with an indifferent expression, as if everything was under control.
Only Feng Quji next to him could tell that Li Si was not at peace inside, because he felt exactly the same as Li Si at this moment.
The black Qin army slowly approaching, as well as the war clouds that kept pressing in the sky, the pressure rushing towards them was almost suffocating.
