Even though you know you are outmatched, you still have to attack head-on. Buy time and space for your peers.
The Qin Army's cavalry commander and captain naturally understood the intentions of the Zhao Army's scouts at a glance, and couldn't help but feel admiration in their hearts. However, admiration is admiration, but they must be killed when they should be killed. As the saying goes, each has his own master, and this is generally true. And with this meritorious service almost coming to their doorstep, even if the Qin army's cavalry generals didn't want it, they couldn't stop the eager soldiers below.
Then he waved the command flag and transformed into a marching array. Several arrays formed several sharp arrows, and then merged into a huge array of arrows during the march, which was about to tear apart Zhao Jun's flying geese array in front, and let Zhao Jun The cavalry can feel the endless fear experienced by the Huns!
march,
speed up,
Sprint!
Done in one go!
If the cavalry battle between Zhao and Qin in the north was a one-sided pursuit, then under the barrier, the two powerful armies of Zhao and Qin finally collided together again. Although there was a slight disparity in strength, it did not affect them at all. It's wonderful, or tragic. What happens is: swords are waving, blood is flying, and heads are rolling.
This is the first round of head-to-head confrontation between red and black. As they speak, a round of cavalry shooting has been completed.
The Qin army relied on quantity to win, while the Zhao army relied on their accuracy and skillful horsemanship. The two armies were offset by each other, and the two armies actually fought to a draw in the mid-range exchange of fire, with dozens of people each being knocked down by arrows. The ground died. Even with a slight breakdown, more Qin troops were injured by Zhao Jun.
This makes the captain of the Qin Army very unhappy. He has dozens of times more people, but he is actually tied with you? How can he gain a foothold in the Qin army with such a record in the future?
Immediately, the Qin military captain became murderous.
Of course, the reason why Qin and Zhao were able to stage a miraculous tie in such a confrontation was that Zhao's army had too few troops and Qin's army had too many.
The arrows fired by the Zhao army hardly need to be aimed. They can be fired as soon as they are fired towards the opposite side. Although the Qin army is numerous, only a few hundred people in front can contact the Zhao army and shoot. Even so, there are still many people. The young man's bow and arrow were fighting in the air, but fell down before they could hurt Zhao Jun.
Of course, the captain of the Qin Army also realized this, and obviously would not let such a "miracle" happen again.
Because the next close combat will really rely on "hard power."
On one side is the Qin army who has been humiliated and is murderous;
On one side is Zhao Jun, who has a death wish and has no intention of surviving.
In just one round, the two armies were already at war with each other. It could be said that they were facing each other.
Especially Zhao Jun's scouts, all of them have the idea of killing one to make up for their losses and killing one more to earn one. When the swords are clashing, they will not evade at all, and they will not hesitate to exchange injuries for their lives. Then, relying on his superb equestrian skills, he performed a series of tricks such as catching a sword with his bare hands and facing a sword with his chest.
When the two armies met, the Zhao army, which was obviously weak in numbers, burst out with stronger fighting power and rushed through the almost endless black-armored Qin army, leaving corpses on the ground.
After careful inspection, Zhao Jun actually achieved another impossible "victory" - there were obviously more black-armored Qin troops lying on the ground than red Zhao Jun.
However, the price was: there were less than twenty Zhao soldiers who could still stand out from the Qin army's front line, and all of them were injured - broken arms, gashes in the chest and abdomen, and even disembowelled ones.
Even the leader, the captain, was no exception. Despite his skill, blood was pouring from the wound on his left shoulder. What's more serious is that the internal injuries he suffered during the sprint caused blood to remain in his mouth, eyes, ears, and seven orifices. It was obvious that the huge reaction had immediately injured his internal organs.
"Scout...wait...camp..." The leader wanted to give an order, but the blood that kept pouring out of his mouth made his words unclear. A line of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the overflow of blood made him even more confused. His limited energy was exhausted again, and his poor health no longer allowed him to speak.
But he did not give up. The world seemed to be silent all of a sudden. The soldiers of Qin and Zhao seemed to be waiting for his order.
Clenching his teeth, a breath rose from his dantian, to his chest, then to his mouth and nose.
"Kill!" The leader, the captain, yelled out the word with all his strength, and a large stream of blood mixed with saliva spurted out!
Holding the rein in his left hand, wielding the sword in his right hand, and clamping his feet together, the captain once again thought about the Qin army and charged away!
The dozen or so knights around them all urged their horses to keep up with them in a muffled voice! The bright Zhao Dao reflects the brilliance of blood in the afternoon sun. It is the last glory of a soldier!
Buzz…
It was the ultimate confrontation between iron and iron.
The Qin Army cavalry slashed the leader's helmet with a sword. The helmet fell under the weight and his long black hair was scattered. Captain Zhao did not hesitate and chopped off his opponent's horse with a backhand sword! The long knife cut across the neck, bringing out a streak of blood. The blood spattered and hit the leader's face, but his eyes were also blinded.
Lieutenant Zhao, with disheveled hair and bloody face, looked like he had returned from hell.
However, Qin Jun is obviously not afraid of going to hell, let alone the return of the evil spirits from hell. Just when the captain of the Zhao army was consciously trying to wipe away the blood that blinded his eyes with his left hand, another captain of the Qin army saw the right opportunity and quickly swung his long sword to take the head of the Zhao army leader directly from his neck.
Click...
It was the mutual greeting of iron and pride.
Lieutenant Zhao's left hand was chopped off by Lieutenant Qin, and a piece of his face and buttocks were also cut off. The dense white bones were exposed. Before he could react to the pain, the leader leaned on the small gap where his right eye was open, and added The physical instinct of the upper body was tempered by hundreds of battles. He held the long knife in his right hand and swung it suddenly to the left!
puff......
It was a ruthless exchange of iron and flesh.
The long knife passed across, green blood spilled, and the Qin Army captain who bullied him also fell to the ground with his head!
The two armies staggered again!
In the second head-to-head confrontation, the Qin army paid the price of more than 40 elite cavalry, including a school lieutenant who was beheaded by the leader of the Zhao army.
Correspondingly, the more than 100 elite scout cavalry under Zhao Jun's scout captain had been exhausted, along with his own left arm, helmet, and once handsome face.
Standing alone opposite the Three Thousand Iron Armors, Lieutenant Zhao had a stern face, neither sad nor happy, but he had a face of white bones and a skull, and the other was covered in red blood, which looked strange and abnormal.
He bit the long knife in his mouth and let the blood continue to gush out from the gap in the corner of his mouth. The remaining right hand slightly wiped away the blood stains in front of his eyes, and there was no need to look back. The captain knew that he was the only one left.
On the opposite side, it was still a vast black area, boundless.
Fortunately, the Qin army did not seem to have any intention of launching an attack in advance. They just stood there and watched Captain Zhao sort out his description, quietly waiting for him to launch the final charge.
Perhaps, this is the last respect for the hero.
