As a captain in the Black Armored Army, Wang Wu was almost heartbroken at this moment.
Looking at the bodies in the front row that were constantly being knocked away or stabbed, as a veteran, you subconsciously retreated quietly in the chaotic crowd.
At the same time, he felt very regretful. Why did he listen to the general's words, covet the two taels of silver, and follow the army here?
If I had known this, I should have taken all my savings and ran away when I was in the military camp.
That way he wouldn't have to face this terrifying cavalry that appeared out of nowhere.
"It's really a shame for him, he's such a bastard, he's still playing ball..."
Wang Wu cursed at this time.
As the commander-in-chief, Zhang Ping looked at the black-armored army that had been smashed to pieces by the charge of Iron Buddha, and his expression was extremely ugly.
Isn't it possible to win a war simply by crushing it with troops? How come his 20,000-strong army was defeated by 3,000 cavalry?
While retreating, he said angrily:
"Damn it, where did this cavalry come from? It's so terrifying!"
However, Zhang Ping still has some generals who have experienced the battlefield.
They quickly commanded the black-armored soldiers to reorganize their formation. One row of spears stabbed people upward, and the other row held swords and slashed the horse's legs.
This tactic is certainly good, but the Iron Buddha on the opposite side is not an ordinary cavalry.
The three thousand iron pagodas here are all from the Manjia Camp in Liang, North China.
Each iron pagoda knight is a martial artist who practices horizontal training, and their war horses are also specially bred mutants. It has also been strengthened by the system.
The heavy armor covering almost every part of the knight and horse, even the horse's abdomen was covered with armor.
Therefore, the tactics of the black-armored soldiers did not work at all. The cavalry of Iron Buddha were still arranged in neat formation and charged back and forth.
The general was also dumbfounded. He still wanted to fight?
No matter how good he is in setting up a fight, he still can't stop Wang Zha on the opposite side!
The general rushed to Zhang Ping with red eyes and said:
"General, we can't stop it, we can't stop it at all. Now we can only get a chance of survival by withdrawing from Xianyang and relying on the tall city wall!"
Looking at the general holding the Qin sword with bulging veins and red eyes, Zhang Ping swallowed subconsciously, feeling that if he didn't give the order, the general would tear him apart.
"Withdraw, all troops withdraw to Xianyang."
The general immediately pulled the messenger over and roared:
"Quickly, let all soldiers evacuate to Xianyang City!"
Then, after leaving nearly 10,000 corpses of black-armored soldiers,
The remnant army led by Zhang Ping finally arrived at Xianyang City.
Wang Wu, the corps commander who was mixed in the crowd, looked at the Xianyang city with the battle flag with the word Qin hanging on it, with a touch of joy and excitement on his face.
"The batch seller finally made it to Xianyang City alive."
But then the smile on his face quickly solidified.
On the city wall, all three thousand armor-piercing troops set up Qin crossbows and aimed at the black armored troops below.
Zhang Ping's expression changed when he saw this, and he ignored his dry throat and shouted loudly:
"Soldiers on the city wall, we are sent by Lantian Camp to support us. The enemy is the cavalry behind! Quick, let us enter the city quickly."
On the city wall, the Mirror Heart Demon looked at Zhang Ping who was shouting hoarsely, with an evil smile on his face, and lowered his raised hand.
All those armor-piercing soldiers with arrows on their bows pulled the trigger.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff——
Three thousand sharp arrows stabbed straight down, instantly penetrating the bodies of more and more black-armored soldiers.
Zhang Ping, the general at the front, was naturally not spared and was stabbed into a hedgehog shape by dozens of arrows.
The arrows from above kept falling. Many soldiers picked up the corpses and held them above their heads to block the penetration of arrows. At this time, the rain of arrows from above stopped.
The tall iron gate of Xianyang City slowly opened. When the black-armored soldiers saw the gate open, they didn't care if there was any danger and rushed towards the gate with the corpse in hand.
Wang Wu, who survived by chance, was also one of them. After going through many twists and turns, he was close to a mental breakdown. When he saw the city gate opening, he ignored the situation and left his body covered with arrows. He was the first to attack the city. He rushed towards the door as if he had used up all his life's speed.
The city gate opened, revealing one heavy ballistae after another and armor-piercing troops holding spears and shields.
With the city gate fully opened,
In Wang Wu's shocked eyes,
A thick giant arrow instantly penetrated his flesh and blood, and the huge inertia carried his body towards the crowd, piercing several soldiers before stopping.
Ten giant arrows instantly claimed the lives of hundreds of people, and then the Armor-Piercing Army and a thousand elite bad guys filed out of the city gate with guns and shields in hand.
Kill those black-armored soldiers,
There is an armor-piercing army in the front, and there is the besieged Iron Pagoda behind.
The outcome of the remaining 10,000 black armored soldiers can be imagined.
A quarter of an hour later, Wang Ben took off the mask on his face and glanced at the bloody battlefield.
At this time, a handsome man wearing a white robe and a thin sword still dripping blood slowly walked over.
He smiled and said: "General Wang Ben has long admired his name. I am the commander of Tiefu Tu, the bad guy Li Cunli."
Wang Ben cupped his hand and said, "Thanks to General Li's Iron Buddha Tower, we were able to win this war so easily."
He looked at the iron pagoda cavalry standing there indifferently, with uncontrollable envy in his eyes.
If he were put in charge of such an army, he would even dare to make bold statements:
"Is there any place in the Seven Kingdoms that the general cannot go to?"
Li Cunli interrupted Wang Ben's obscenity and said calmly:
"General Wang, I'll leave this to you. I'll go to the palace to see the commander first."
"Ah, okay, leave it to me."
--Dividing line--
In Zhangtai Palace, looking at Xianyang City controlled by the Forbidden Army and the Armor-Piercing Army,
Lu Buwei felt a sense of despair in his heart for the first time, but he still placed his hope in the black-armored army from Lantian Camp he had arranged.
As long as the 20,000 troops control the Xianyang city wall, he will still be qualified to negotiate terms with Ying Zheng.
At this time, a man dressed in white came to the high platform of Zhangtai Palace.
It was Li Cunli who came to report the situation.
He glanced at Lu Buwei, who was controlled by Ying Ziqing, then came to Ying Ziqing and placed Zhang Ping's head on the ground.
He bent down and cupped his hands and said: "Commander, the last general has lived up to his command. All the rebels outside the city have been killed. At the same time, all the net strongholds in various parts of the Qin State have been cleared."
Lu Buwei, who was not far away, was stunned when he heard this. Looking at the familiar head on the ground, he was completely desperate.
Ying Ziqing looked at Lu Buwei and said indifferently:
"Xiangguo, if you don't use any other tricks, you won't have a chance..."
