The rays of the morning light illuminate the earth, and the cold air has not dissipated all night.

Between light and darkness, cold and heat alternated, and a wild wind blew past. Even though it had been cleared, the blood in the Han army camp could not dissipate.

Meng Tian stood by. As a hundred generals, he was in charge of stepping up the repair of the battalion defense.

Qin Jun has been proud of the world for too long, and there are very few people who can stop them.

"It's dawn, the people who chased the Han army should be back soon."

The hooves of horses hurriedly, from far to near.

This voice?

The surrounding soldiers should move the wood, the grain that should transport the grain, the soil that builds the soil, and there is no feeling.

But Meng Tian was different, and there was a deep doubt on his face.

All the horses of the Qin Army came from Longxi and Jiuyuan, and their hoofs were light and joyous.

But the horse of this cavalry has heavy hooves and a deep voice.

Meng Tian stood on the high platform, watching the cavalry approaching.

They were wearing Qin Jun's armor, but the horses under them were strong in bones and big hooves. Although they were a bit shorter than Qin Jun's horses, they were like beasts.

Born in Montessori, Meng Tian has been familiar with military classics since he was a child, remembering wars in various countries, and flashing past memories in his mind.

Among the countries in the world, where do you have such a war horse?

The past long ago echoed in his mind, as if there was a stern voice urging Meng Tian to remember these.

That year, the Huns came to commit crimes.

The general of the State of Zhao, Li Mu, attacked him and killed more than 100,000 horses.Extinguish the rags, break the Donghu, and descend the Linhu, just run away.

After that, Hu Qi did not dare to offend a penny from the border of Zhao State, as of today.

Prairie Tiger!

According to legend, only the Xiongnu eagle-shooters can control the war horse.

In that year, it was all under Li Mu's command.

Zhao Jun!

Lian Yun Feiqi!

Meng Tian's eyes widened to the extreme, and he roared.

"Enemy attack!"

It is a pity that there is only a hundred generals, and his voice does not attract enough attention.

Just when everyone around Meng Tian was shocked, the offensive began.

A feather arrow galloped and shot down the Qin soldiers who were on the watch tower.

Meng Tian's heart sank, and this Zhao Qi was like a tiger getting out of its cage. At this moment, he rushed into the camp, as if into an uninhabited state.

The Korean army barracks were dilapidated, and no effective fortifications were established to stop the cavalry.And they are already too close.

Just like a dagger, it speeds up when it hits your chest.

The sound of the pace came out, neat and orderly.

Suddenly, the sound disappeared, and then, a dense number of crossbow arrows flew in the sky.

"Hurry up!"

Meng Tian's voice was accompanied by the howls of soldiers, spreading through the barracks.

In just one click, Zhao Jun's crossbow arrows harvested a small half of the soldiers and horses in the sparse Zuoying.

After a few rounds of shooting, shouts of killing sounded from both sides, thousands of soldiers rushed in, followed behind the cavalry, and began to harvest the soldiers of the Qin army.

A general in red armor was so prominent among Zhao Jun.Meng Tian looked over, as a hundred generals, he seemed so weak at the moment.

Zhao Shuang!

The name was whispered in his mouth, as if to remember it in his heart.

Meng Tian drew the long sword from his waist, originally wanting to defend against the enemy.However, when he looked back at the soldiers around, their eyes changed.

They are not the indomitable division of a hundred battles, but the beasts panicking on the battlefield.

With a helpless sigh, Meng Tian gathered the soldiers around him.

As a hundred generals, he must be responsible to the soldiers in his army.After hacking and killing a Zhao Zuo who had come from the attack, Meng Tian gave the order.

"retreat!"

"Then who is General Qin?"

Zhao Shuang's gaze passed through the heavy beacon smoke, and looked at the back of the battlefield, the one of Qin soldiers who began to retreat in the most orderly manner.

"Looking at his costume, he should be a hundred generals in the Qin army."

Mo Ya made a leap, flew to Zhao Shuang's side, and said slowly.Bai Feng stood on the other side.

It was on this bloody battlefield that the two teenagers were still very eye-catching.

Although Ji Wuye never eats with his face, he is definitely a face dog.

For him and Bai Feng, this is a rare experience.

"If you fail without being discouraged, and retreat in an orderly manner, you can still gather people's hearts in such a situation. Is such a talent just a mere hundred generals?"

Zhao Shuang looked in his eyes, and suddenly he was shocked. He raised his head to look at the sky at a 45-degree elevation.

With talents coming out in large numbers, Qin Jun really cannot provoke existence!

"Should we kill him?"

Mo Ya smiled, if Ji Wuye was replaced, this would definitely be a question of no doubt.

"Don't chase the poor. Besides, it's too late for you to chase now."

The Baijiang led the people back to the stable, grabbed the horse, and jumped out with his men.

Across the layers of obstacles, Mo Ya and Bai Feng could not catch up, no matter how good they were.

What's more, now their light gong and body skills are not considered superior.

"These five thousand Qin Jun is over!"

Looking at all of this from a distance, the Six-Finger Black Man looked complicated.But Qin Wuyang, who was standing beside him, looked extremely excited.

"There is actually someone in the world who can defeat Qin Jun's elite so tragically."

However, several Mohist leaders, including Master Ban, shook their heads in silence.

Jing Ke asked with a confused look.

"What exactly did General Zhao do?"

"First burn the Qin army camp, and then lure the five thousand Qin army elite to attack Han Ying. This Zhao will know that the Qin army is greedy, so he surprises the big camp while the Han army defeats the Qin army.

Qin Wuyang's face flushed, and some of his arms danced, showing off everything he knew.

"In this war alone, the casualties of the Qin and Han armies are probably more than 20,000."

The fire was everywhere, and the sound of fighting was endless, and the eyes of the six-fingered black man seemed to be able to see through the truth behind this complex appearance.

With a long sigh, with sorrow, the six-fingered black man looked up at the sky infested by beacon smoke and blood, unwilling to lower his head.

"A great success! From today onwards, Zhao Shuang's name is going to spread everywhere."

The six-fingered black man waved his hand, turned around, and stopped watching this scene.

"Let's go, go back to Institution City!"

There is an unquestionable meaning in the six-finger black man's words.

Master Ban jumped into the driving position of Suzaku, and began to control everything.

The huge wings began to move slowly, and the leaders of the Mo family jumped onto the Suzaku.Only Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang remained, staying there, watching this scene.

It's just that unlike the somewhat fanatical Qin Wuyang, Jing Ke is a pity, muttering in his mouth.

"It's rare to defend the country, I still want to see Lier."

"When is this, why are you still thinking of your Lier?"

Facing Qin Wuyang's complaints, Jing Ke was a little angry.

"You bachelor, how can you understand my mood?"

"What are you two doing, come up soon!"

The Six-Finger Black Xia shouted, Qin Wuyang and Jing Ke slumped and ran over obediently.

The Suzaku flapped its wings and flew across the battlefield and traveled far away.