my grandfather was qin shi huang

The sixth day of March.

It is suitable for getting married, offering sacrifices, consecrating blessings, praying for blessings, making fire, and going to war!

At this time, if you are in Guanzhong, it is already the season when spring returns to the earth and everything revives. The snow on the ground has melted, and countless people have survived the cold winter and are about to go into the fields with plows and hay to start the new year's work.

At the foot of Wushaoling, the weather is still cold and white snow can be seen everywhere.

There was no fire, so everyone just drank some hot water that was still warm, ate a few handfuls of fried noodles, nibbled on a few pieces of hard dried meat, and then the horses wrapped their hooves and held the pieces in their mouths, taking advantage of the snow on the ground. A faint reflection moved toward Jun Pubu silently.

Looking down from a high altitude, the snow looks like a moving black spot.

The night is dark and windy.

Zhang Han held up his binoculars and looked at the large camp in the Pubu area ahead.

This is located in the upper reaches of the Shiyang River. There are many tributaries in the upper reaches of the Shiyang River, most of which originate from Lenglongling and Wushaoling. Like the three tribes of Qiemo, Dangtian and Tu, the Junpu tribe is also located in the upper reaches of the Shiyang River. It is located on the bank of a river with lush water and grass.

At this time, it is already midnight.

The weather is cold, and most of the people in the Junpu tribe have fallen asleep. The torch erected outside the tent flickered in and out of light in the cold wind, illuminating the bored faces of several soldiers from the Dupu tribe who were on duty around the fire.

"I don't know when the king will come back. It is said that the Qin army has arrived in Jiuyuan..."

A few soldiers were warming themselves by the fire and chatting.

"I guess it should be soon——"

An older man casually took off the cow bag hanging from his waist and took a swig. Then he wiped the wine stains on his beard and replied with a frown.

"Our Yupu tribe is the closest to the Qin Dynasty. If the Qin army comes, I'm afraid the first target will be us..."

"Uncle Uwei, do you think we can defeat the Qin people if they come..."

A young man with a somewhat immature face suddenly raised his head and looked at the oldest Uncle Uwe. The middle-aged man known as Uncle Uwe, his eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he was remembering something from the past, and he was fiddling with the bonfire in front of him.

"If our king does not get the support of Touman Shanyu this time, I am afraid it will be difficult..."

At this point, Uncle Uwe paused for a moment.

"Have you forgotten how we lost the Hetao Plain..."

As soon as Uncle Uwe said this, everyone fell silent, and for a moment, they all lost interest in talking.

Perhaps sensing everyone's low mood, Uncle Uwe subconsciously picked up the wine bag and took a big sip, then threw it to several of his companions who were on guard duty.

"It's a bit cold today - let's all take a drink and warm ourselves up..."

After speaking, Uncle Uwe suddenly lowered his voice.

"However, I heard from people above that the one who came this time was not the demon named Meng Tian of Great Qin, nor the famous Wang Ben, but a young man named Zhao Ying - it is said that he is only sixteen... "

"Younger than me——"

Hearing Uncle Uwe talk about this, the young man with a somewhat immature face opened his eyes in surprise, and several other companions also showed exploratory looks.

"It is said that he is the grandson of the First Emperor——"

Speaking of this, Uncle Uwe let out an inexplicable laugh.

"So, we may not have no chance this time. If we can win the battle beautifully, who will dare to underestimate our Tupu tribe in the future? Including the Qiemo tribe, they will all bow their heads when they see us - I I heard people say that the above also means the same thing - this is a good opportunity for our Yupu tribe to rise..."

I don't know if this statement touched the hearts of several people, but the atmosphere among the people in front of the fire gradually became lively again.

"You tell me, why are those people above so nervous? The Qin army is still in Jiuyuan and has not even crossed the Yellow River. Let us brothers come out to guard..."

"Those sons of bitches know how happy they are, and they don't care about our life and death. At this time, let us brothers go out to freeze, and they can hold the little lady they snatched from the other side of the river. How happy they are. Woolen cloth--"

"Didn't you also steal a woman from Qin? Tsk, tell me, how does it feel..."

Several Xiongnu men gathered together and suddenly burst into laughter that could only be understood but could not be expressed. These past few times of haying and paddy harvesting were unexpected and quite fruitful.

Many people grabbed food for the winter, and even took back many Qin women.

Several miles away, Zhang Han could not hear their movements, but through the telescope, he could clearly see the actions of several men. He patiently observed the situation of the men on duty in the Pubu Department, motionless, like a hunting mountain leopard, patiently waiting for the best opportunity.

Time passed slowly.

Seeing that the ugly moment was about to pass, outside the Junpu Department, several men on duty also lost interest in talking. They all hugged their shoulders and squatted next to the fire to take a nap. The oldest Uncle Uwe got up and let go. After drinking water once, I couldn't help but shiver.

After looking around and seeing nothing unusual, he wrapped himself in a sheepskin jacket, cursed and went back to the camp to sleep.

Da Qin's army is still in Jiuyuan County and has not even crossed the Yellow River. Why are they so nervous!

As a veteran for many years, he knew that at this point in time, those people above must have fallen into a sweet dream, and no one would come out to inspect the situation of these unlucky ones.

Uncle Uwe was the first, but definitely not the last.

Soon, only the young man with a childish face was left by the fire. He curled up and moved closer to the fire. Then he wrapped himself in the sheepskin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the bonfire. Under the scorching heat, he gradually fell into a dark and sweet dream...

miles away.

Zhang Han got on his horse and waved his hand.

"Mount your horse——"

The order was passed on quietly, and the seven thousand elites moved their hands and feet that were stiff from the cold, climbed on the horse's back one after another, and looked at the Tuopu tent that was faintly visible in the distance, with a look of excitement in their eyes.

The war horses gradually accelerated and gradually merged into a black wave, rolling towards Jun Pu with an unstoppable attitude.

The young man with a somewhat immature look who was squatting next to the campfire and taking a nap suddenly felt that the ground under his butt seemed to be shaking a bit.

He couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, the vibration of the ground beneath our feet became more and more intense, and gradually we could hear the thunderous sound of horse hooves. He suddenly shuddered and stood up suddenly.

Not far away, with the slight reflection from the snow, the enemy's figure was blurry and discernible!

He couldn't help but feel his liver and gallbladder split.

"enemy--"

Before he could say the word "enemy attack", he felt as if his neck was bitten suddenly by something, and then his voice got stuck in his throat, and he whined and could no longer speak.

Boundless sleepiness came over him, his vision went dark, and he fell headlong into the bonfire in front of him.

In fact, without him shouting, some experienced soldiers from the Tuopu tribe had already noticed the abnormality. They got up from their beds and touched the scimitar hanging on the tent with their bare feet.

Unfortunately, it’s too late——

Before they could react, the army led by Zhang Han was like an extremely sharp wedge, slamming into the disheveled warriors under Jun Pu who had not even had time to pick up their weapons and equipment.

Caught off guard.

In addition, Zhang Han casually pulled out the torches standing outside while rushing to kill, and lit the tent beside him. The entire Junpu Department was quickly plunged into a sea of ​​​​fire.

This is destined to be a one-sided massacre.

Zhang Han did not give them a chance to assemble and organize a resistance. He led his [-] cavalry and outflanked them several times, disrupting the manpower that the Jun Pu warriors had managed to gather.

Many people gritted their teeth, their eyes were cracked, and they wanted to fight the army that suddenly appeared, but this soldier wearing black armor was as slippery as a loach in a puddle, and they couldn't be attacked head-on. Chance. No matter which way they charged, they were greeted by a hail of arrows...

"Young Master, hurry up and go to the stables -"

In the melee, a group of elite men surrounded a young man with a somewhat panicked face, waving the scimitar in his hand and retreating back.

"Don't panic, young master. As long as we can return to the racecourse, we still have a chance - there are still tens of thousands of our horses there, and no one can resist tens of thousands of crazy horses - we are just afraid that when the king comes back , it’s hard for us to explain..."

"I can't care about so much at this time. If we don't take action, our Jun Pu Department will be doomed! If the war horses are gone, we can still raise them. If the people are gone, it will be too late. When father comes back, I will I will explain to him..."

Although the young man was in a panic, his mind was extremely clear.

Although the racecourse is the lifeblood of the Tuopu Department, if the Tuopu Department is no longer there, there will be no use keeping the racecourse!

Sadly, however, they didn't stand a chance.

When he led the more than 2000 tribesmen who had finally organized themselves and hurriedly retreated to the racecourse, they ran into Zhao Ying, who had already controlled the racecourse...

"Everyone, follow me and charge -"

Zhao Ying waved his big hand enthusiastically, and rushed forward with the Tianlong city-breaking halberd!

Because he wanted to cover his tracks, Zhao Ying's chariot had long been thrown to Li Xin, who was holding the battle behind. Therefore, his first war became infantry.

But his speed is so fast, no less than a galloping horse.

Before Wang Li and Fan Kuai behind him could react, Zhao Ying rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

The Tianlong city-breaking halberd swept wildly.

All the people they encountered were either split into two pieces or smashed sideways, leaving pieces of flesh dripping in the air. The wind blows and the grass gnaws, and the enemies in front of you fall down like wheat!

A big chunk was cleared out in an instant.

Everyone: ...

The violent smell of blood instantly filled the air——

After living for two lifetimes, this was the first time Zhao Ying killed someone. He originally thought that he would have some emergency reactions to murder, such as nausea and vomiting, as written above.

As a result, no!

On the contrary, I was a little excited——

This scene is really too cruel!

Even though many Huns were killing people like crazy, and even though the Qin soldiers behind them were battle-hardened, they still couldn't help but feel a little numb when they saw the scene in front of them.

Unstoppable!

Neither humans nor horses could withstand a blow from the Emperor's eldest grandson's halberd.

"I, we surrender-"

Before Zhao Ying could rush forward, the young man rolled off his horse and threw away the weapon in his hand.

No one laughed at his cowardice, because just now, everyone saw Zhao Ying's terrifying force and the Qin cavalry that was about to pounce behind him.

In the darkness of the night, they couldn't tell how many people were there.

Seeing that the other party surrendered directly, Zhao Ying stopped with some regret.

With a wave of his hand, he asked someone to come over and clean up the mess.

He himself, with three thousand elite soldiers who were separated, went straight to Qie's end.

The movement here probably cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of Qie Mo.

His purpose was simple. If the Qiemo tribe brought troops to help, he and Han Xin would engage in a sniper battle. If the Qiemo tribe did not move, he and Han Xin would attack the Qiemo tribe.

Catch them by surprise before they react!

……

However, what they didn't know was that just when he and Zhang Han's troops were divided into two groups and approaching the Pubu tribe, Han Xin had already led his army and approached the camp of the Qiemo tribe with open fire!

From a distance, it looks like a firefly in the dark night. It should be as conspicuous as possible.

Chief Liu Dating, who was assigned to Han Xin by Zhao Ying, couldn't help but suck.

This bitch named Han Xin is going crazy, isn’t it good to launch a sneak attack at such a good opportunity? It was clearly a situation where the enemy was in the dark and we were in the dark, but it was suddenly turned into a situation where the enemy was in the dark and we were in the dark...

But he has no idea——

He spoke softly and was not persuaded even though he tried to persuade him several times. He almost received a military order on the spot.

It’s hard for the King of Hell to persuade the damn ghost——

He secretly tugged on Lu Wan's sleeve and winked.

Lu Wan immediately understood, and the two of them slowed down without leaving a trace, falling behind the team without even realizing it.

You definitely can't run now, but if the situation gets bad later, at least you can run faster than them here!

This is the experience the two brothers have accumulated over the years in Peixian County!

Han Xin shouted loudly, and the people of the Qiemo tribe were not blind, so they naturally discovered their whereabouts. Before they could get close to the tribe, more than 1 Huns cavalry came to meet them.

"Shoot the arrow—"

Han Xin put down the telescope in his hand and raised the flag in his hand without changing his expression.

After the Mohist disciples Juziqin and the Mohist apprentices improved the longbow, its range was far beyond the Xiongnu's simple bows and arrows. Before they could rush over, they were knocked down by Han Xin's three waves of bows and arrows.

Seeing that the enemy was about to rush over, Han Xin waved his flag, changed his formation, separated to the left and right, and gave up his position in the middle army.

Then, leaving the left and right armies to shoot arrows wildly to obstruct them, the central army led by him turned around and ran away...

Qiemobu:...

I thought there was such an amazing hero coming, but didn’t expect this?

After just one meeting, he abandoned his subordinates and ran away——

When they thought that these people were all from Da Qin, a Huangkou boy who was only sixteen years old, everyone felt relieved.

How normal is this——

What kind of strong troops do you expect an emperor's grandson who has never been on the battlefield, and may not have even killed a lamb, to lead?

PS: I have something to do today and I have to go back to my hometown. The promise of extra updates will be postponed. But no less.