For a Prosperous World

Chapter 49: Sometimes fighting depends on momentum

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Zhao Jun was devastated when he got the news. Everyone was not angry. For a moment, the anger could no longer be restrained.

But when the generals conveyed Zhao Kuo's words to the soldiers.

Their anger dissipated, but no one was talking about reinforcements.

Some knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, and some took out an object from their arms and stroked it. Who knows what it was, maybe it was made by the old mother, maybe it was a girl's handkerchief, or maybe it was Toys for kids at home.

They all understood that they should be dead.

They also understand that their death is a defeated army, and it is impossible to win, but it may be exchanged for the peace of the entire Zhao country and their families.

Then fight, even if you may not be able to go back, even if you will never see the person who came to see you off.

But when a man is born in this world, if he can't even take care of his wife and children at home, what kind of man is he

What they did was not to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, but what they did not involve their family members.

Just fight, could it be Qin Gou, if you come one, I will kill one, if you come two, you will be a pair. I, Zhao Guo's man, can't kill you!

The Zhao army had less than 400,000 remnants, and it was the seventh day of the siege of Changping. The morale of the army, which should have been shaken, was unprecedentedly united at this time.

It is even more stable than when they knew that this battle must be won.

When things decline to the extreme, they may win, and when people are extremely sad, they will turn against each other.

This is also Zhao Kuo's plan. He wants these 400,000 people to fight the Qin army with him.

"Crack la la." The heavy door was pushed open by two rows of soldiers.

Behind the gate of the camp, a group of cavalry walked side by side. The invisible iron cavalry wore cold bronze helmets on their heads, and their blue-faced animal-toothed masks were extremely hideous, and their spears and halberds stood side by side.

"tread."

The sound of the horseshoes was uneven, but it carried a trembling power.

Gu Nan rode on Brother Hei's back, the bronze was chilled from the cold, but the spear in his hand was a bit hot.

If there is an accident, this battle will be the last one, but Gu Nan's brows are tightly frowned. In her memory, Zhao Jun defended the battle of Changping in history for forty-five days, but this time it was ten The day is not yet.

However, judging from the battle situation in the past few days, Zhao Jun's morale is getting worse and worse, and he can't hold on anymore.

This time, in the eyes of the Qin army, it should be a general attack, and the cavalry army is responsible for opening the way, breaking through the Zhao army's line in one go. The infantry advances, waiting for the cavalry to break through the line of defense and attack quickly.

With 600,000 troops rushing in, Zhao Jun had no chance of winning.

Gu Nan's shoulders were still a little sore, and her arrow wound could not be considered completely healed, only half of it was healed.

But this is already different from ordinary people, and the speed at which she recovered from her injury made Nian Duan amazed for a while. If an ordinary person is wounded by an arrow, whether it can be cured or not, it may not be complete within a few months.

Maybe I thought too much, Gu Nan thought to himself.

An army of 400,000 starved of food can hardly even become a combat force, let alone stop 600,000 elites.

On the side, the generals of the cavalry army are divided into two, one is Meng Wu who is riding a white horse. The other person is a veteran, but it is the king.

Bai Qi didn't go into battle. Last night he talked with Wang Ye for a long time, and he always felt that this battle would not end so soon, so on the surface, Wang Ye was still the coach.

"Brother Gu, I want to compete with you in this battle to see who is stronger." Meng Wu grinned his big white teeth and said to Gu Nan.

"Quiet." Wang frowned and glanced at Meng Wu: "Marching and fighting are not just based on bravery, learn from Nan'er, and don't be surprised by big things. This is what a general should look like."

Wang and Meng Wu's father, Meng Ao, are also old friends, Meng Wu didn't dare to offend this kind of uncle, so he shrank his head and said nothing.

Gu Nan nodded and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Wang Shuai, for your compliment."

"Okay. Don't be arrogant or impetuous, look like you." He said and looked at Gu Nan meaningfully: "After that battle, you have changed a lot, and you are much better than this useless thing like Ah Wu."

"How could I be so useless." Meng Wu wanted to refute, but Wang glanced at him, and immediately kept silent.

Wang smiled, turned his head, and lowered his face.

I hope that Lao Bai doesn't really fall for what he said, and it's better to end this battle soon.

"The whole army!" The old and powerful voice resounded in the sky above the camp.

"Set off!"

"hiss!"

With the neighing of the horses, thousands of troops moved, and the mountains suddenly shook at every turn. Thousands of horses are galloping, smoke and dust are everywhere, like a wave of madness rushing away from the sky.

A faint blue smoke rose from Zhao Jun's camp. The soldiers sat around and shared a piece of dry food between two or three people.

For two days in a row, they ate this kind of food. At this time, their stomachs were dry, their strength was reduced by half, and they couldn't even hold their swords steadily.

What was boiled in the pot was boiled white water, without which, they would not be able to eat the dry food that was as hard as a stone in their hands.

Suddenly, they felt the water in their bowls vibrating, turned their heads and looked towards the sky.

If you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear the dense and scattered running sounds.

After a few breaths, the sound became heavier and heavier, and then they saw smoke and dust sweeping from the sky.

"The Qin army attacked the camp!"

"Attack the camp!"

"Everyone!"

"quick!"

The soldiers of Zhao Jun, who were so hungry that they had no energy at all, raised their swords and spears from their sides.

Their hands holding the sword were the same as a few days ago, trembling weakly, but their eyes were different, those eyes were like tigers and wolves.

Inside the dilapidated camp wall of wooden piles, which were no more than half a meter high, countless Zhao troops began to gather together, raising their swords in their hands.

In winter, the light of the sword is cold.

Not far away, the spears of Qin Jun's iron cavalry hung down.

The speed of the horse was urged and urged, and it was mentioned that it could not be faster, even faster than the sound of the wind, and the horses and horses passed by, and the wind swept the ground.

In just a few seconds, the two armies collided with each other hundreds of meters away.

There was a loud noise.

The wailing of the horses and the sound of swords and halberds meeting broke out in an instant.

There are also countless shouts of killing drowned in the fighting.