A long and thick horn sounded from the valley not far away. The earth seemed to be trembling slightly, and billowing dust floated across the valley.
As a captain, Meng Tian's expression changed. He was very familiar with what this voice was.
"No, there is a cavalry army behind us!"
Except for Ying Ziqing, everyone present had a change of expression, and Gai Nie asked with a heavy expression:
"Commander, should we evacuate here?"
Ying Ziqing's words were calm and gentle: "No need, just wait and watch."
Ying Zheng, who was silent on the side, thought of a possibility:
Could this cavalry army be sent by a bad commander?
Wang Ye on the opposite side also noticed something was wrong and issued an attack order to his five thousand black-armored rebels.
The next second Wang Ye issued the order,
The world seemed to darken, and the cavalry also revealed its true face.
Everyone had expressions of disbelief on their faces when they saw this cavalry.
The majestic war horse is covered with thick armor, and even the horse's legs are armored. The knight riding such a war horse wears heavy armor as black as ink, with four fine iron short spears stuck in his back, and a silver sword in his hand. The head is completely covered by a helmet and an evil ghost mask.
This is the iron pagoda, a heavily armored cavalry that is invincible when charging.
Ying Ziqing's slightly hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears:
"Just watch, there will be a bloody massacre next."
Three thousand iron pagoda cavalry uniformly crossed the valley and began to attack the five thousand black-armored rebels below.
During the descent, the Three Thousand Iron Buddhas charged towards the black-armored rebels.
By the time the Iron Buddha reached the foot of the mountain, its speed had reached a terrifying level.
The earth began to tremble under the charge of the Iron Buddha.
The black-armored rebels on the opposite side were already terrified. Facing such a charge, could their flesh and blood really stop them from charging?
Wang Ye was also shocked when he saw this unique cavalry, but as Bai Qi's deputy general, he still had good battlefield adaptability.
shouted loudly:
"The crossbowmen are ready! Push out the giant crossbow!"
Under Wang Ye's command, rows of giant crossbow carts were rolled out, and three hundred crossbowmen also pulled up their Qin crossbows.
However, at this time,
The three thousand iron pagodas charging from the opposite side attacked first. They took off the short spears from their backs and threw them in the direction of the ballista and the crossbowmen.
Three thousand short spears pressed down on the black-armored rebels like black clouds. Some of them started to tremble uncontrollably when they saw the short spears falling from the sky.
The short spear fell from the sky, carrying unparalleled kinetic energy and power, and slammed into those ballistas that were not yet in place.
Puff puff puff puff——
The sounds of short spears piercing flesh and destroying crossbows were heard one after another. Most of the three hundred crossbowmen in the rows of crossbows were destroyed almost in an instant. When they hurriedly set up their crossbows, they realized that Iron Buddha had already arrived. in front of them.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the black-armored rebel at the front was killed by the iron hoofs and cold spears.
The originally neat formation was torn open in an instant, and the flesh and blood bodies of the black-armored rebels looked so fragile under the iron hooves of the Iron Buddha.
Once the Tiefutu charges, the enemy will be greeted with only brutal destruction!
Meng Tian looked at the unstoppable Tiefutu rampaging among the black-armored rebels, and said somewhat dullly:
"It turns out that there really is such an unrivaled army in the world..."
As the leader of the rebel army, Wang Ye looked at the iron pagoda that was devouring life and flesh like a meat grinder.
There was a look of despair on the old face of Vicissitudes of Life. He had also fought against heavily armored Wei soldiers, but he had never been as desperate as he was today.
Even Wei Wuzu would probably end up like his own black-armored army under such iron hoofs.
Most of the five thousand black-armored rebels were killed in an instant. Just as Ying Ziqing said before,
This is a feast of massacre!
A quarter of an hour later,
The three thousand iron pagodas stopped charging and stood in front of Ying Ziqing and others in a neat and mighty queue.
The sunlight shone on the armor and spears stained with the enemy's blood, and the entire team exuded an atmosphere of silence and solemnity.
Ying Ziqing rode his horse to the Iron Buddha Tower. A group of iron Buddha knights raised their spears and shouted in unison:
"Tiefutu Department, see the bad commander!"
Looking at Ying Ziqing's tall back, Ying Zheng thought with complicated emotions: With such a terrifying cavalry, who can control the whole country of Korea in his hands, bad commander, how many secrets do you still have...
Later, Ying Ziqing asked for an edict from Ying Zheng with the seal of King Qin.
After calling Li Cunli beside him to make some arrangements, Li Cunli took the iron pagoda and disappeared into the valley.
Ying Zheng looked at the tragic battlefield where blood and flesh were everywhere, and said in a heavy tone:
"Perhaps most of them were just used by Wang Ye. They are all my son-in-law of Great Qin."
Ying Zheng clenched his fists, hating careerists like Wang Ye to the extreme.
Ying Ziqing came over and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a calm tone:
"In that case, let Qin be completely under your control."
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Ziqing with an inexplicable expression.
They stayed here for another two hours, and several carriages came from a distance.
Black and White Wuchang, Zi Nu, and Diweixing Tu Su all came here, and brought Ying Ziqing's mount Xie Zhi.
Ying Ziqing got into his own carriage. The trendy banshee in a black and purple gauze dress was already waiting inside, while Jing Salamander and Zi Nu rode in the same carriage.
Several carriages drove towards Xianyang City.
In the carriage, Ying Ziqing rested on the white and slender legs of the Chao Banshee, holding the sleeping red-haired poodle in her arms.
His eyes were slightly closed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"The snare, it's time to die..."
--Dividing line--
Qin State, in Xianyang Palace,
The red curtain in the palace covered the bed in the center,
Through the veil, you can vaguely see two figures hugging each other.
Then a somewhat feminine male voice sounded:
"Little Queen Mother~ Look at me serving you so wholeheartedly, why do you want your son to give me a title of king?"
A charming and seductive voice then sounded:
"My little enemy, is this what you want to be? Zheng'er has grown up, and my words are no longer useful."
"No matter how old you are, you are still his mother and queen. How can he disobey you?"
"Well~it depends on whether your performance can satisfy me..."
The man chuckled,
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