Chapter 713 Flesh and Fruit Grinding Pan

The stage of shouting and threatening has long been completed between the two sides.

So when we meet, it is when the battle begins.

Apart from cruelty, there is not much newness.

The first natural attacks between each other, and the Huns' arrows were like storms, shooting at the Qin army in waves.

The Qin army on the edge could not be avoided even if it tried hard to resist.

In fact, the damage of single arrows of the Huns was not great, and there were very few stone arrows, wolf teeth arrows, and iron arrows.

However, the clothes on the outermost new slave soldiers were not thick, and their flesh and blood could not withstand these arrows.

The wailing sounded through the sky at the first moment,

"I was shot in an arrow! Blood! So much blood! Save me!"

"Ah! I don't want to die! I... um..."

"Doctor! I need a doctor!"

Even after a baptism of a battle, it does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

Only those Qin border troops, who were the backbone, were roaring,

"Don't look up! Protect the vital points! Shake the bamboo gun! Pull the arrows!"

After the person in front fell down, someone quickly came up behind him.

The injured person will also be pulled in for treatment.

The Qin army's arrows were mostly bronze and iron heads. As long as they were shot, they would be a wound!

But no one went to save these Huns!

After the shooting, the Huns did not hesitate, and the cavalry of the brigade began to attack from both sides.

The movements of the Hun cavalry are very simple, running, fighting or hitting.

The Qin army's response was also simple, raising a gun, assassinating or blocking it.

Just every time it is conducted, dozens or hundreds of lives will disappear.

The battlefield was noisy and chaotic, with some fear, some panic, of course, some calm and some fanatical.

But all this fell in Han Xin's eyes, but he could only calm down.

After a series of orders were issued from his mouth, the Qin army also made corresponding actions.

This is how these new troops have been trained.

But what others don’t know is that sometimes, Han Xin even deliberately reveals a flaw to attract the Huns to attack in order to kill more opponents within a reasonable range.

Of course, these new troops don't know about it.

Only those standing on a high place can see it.

Zhao Lang stood very high at this time and looked at the height of the Great Wall.

I saw dense Qin troops arranged in a strict manner according to the military formation, like an old turtle.

What was running around were the Hun cavalry with a relatively long formation, which looked like a poisonous snake.

He could see clearly from the initial stage of mutual testing to close-up fights.

The poisonous snake uses riding and shooting as a poisonous letter, wandering around the old turtle to test, looking for opportunities.

The old turtle used crossbow arrows as sharp claws to fight back.

Both sides have injuries.

In Zhao Lang's eyes, the old turtle had some shells lost, and compared with its huge body, it was simply not worth mentioning.

The poisonous snake just got a little thinner, and there was no way to tell such a change.

On the contrary, the battle between the two sides looked a different beauty from a distance or from a high place.

But Zhao Lang knew that every piece of turtle shell that disappeared was dozens or hundreds of Qin troops.

He could also see that Han Xin deliberately exchanged his life for his life.

But he stood high and far away, and could not see the Qin army fighting to the death, nor could he hear their wailing before death.

Of course, he will not stop it, because if sacrifice cannot be avoided, then he will use it to fight for greater benefits for everyone.

Of course, he would not be happy with the benefits he gained from this.

If you can't do the former, it's a woman's kindness, and if you can't do the latter, it's a numbness.

"You can't get too high or too far away."

Zhao Lang murmured to himself.

"What did Your Highness the Crown Prince say?"

Meng Tian responded at this time.

This time, the position of coach was handed over to Han Xin, who was responsible for the rear.

So we came here too.

"Um?"

Zhao Lang came to his senses at this time and said,

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm too far away to see the situation on the battlefield."

Meng Tian nodded at this time and said,

"Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have to worry. Now it seems that Han Xin is still relatively stable."

"Today should be just a test of each other, and the real war will be behind."

Zhao Lang nodded, and he naturally knew that hundreds of thousands of troops could not decide the outcome in just one or two days.

Seeing that Zhao Lang's expression was a little uncomfortable, Meng Tian certainly knew why.

But he felt a little happy. If the other party was a general and the battlefield he faced was like this, he would educate the other party.

But Zhao Lang is the prince, it's different.

So he smiled and said,

"If we can find a way to kill Maodun, it will be much easier to deal with the Huns."

If Maodun was killed, the Huns would naturally disperse.

But this is basically impossible.

The other party's protection is still very strict.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's eyes lit up slightly and he quickly said to the slave.

"Call the millet, big dog, big cat and the others to the tent."

Tian Su and the Young Army were not idle these days, and were arranged by Zhao Lang to go out.

The second set of enemy luring plans should be arranged by him.

But if these Huns could be eliminated outside, why would he bring people in?

After saying that, he walked towards his tent.

He can't help here either.

Shortly after returning to the camp, Su walked in with big hair and big dogs panting.

"The head of the family... are you looking for us?"

They ran all the way.

Zhao Lang nodded and said quickly,

"How are you preparing there?"

Su replied,

"The gunpowder has almost been modulated, but the bamboo tube is not enough."

"Now, we are making a lot of small wooden barrels and cloth bags. Anyway, it can be buried, and it can be burned."

Zhao Lang nodded. He just liked the idea that the teenagers in the village were not bound by ordinary rules. He said quickly,

"You go and transform an explosive crossbow with high accuracy and a longer range, and then send it over."

The explosion crossbow was the one that Zhao Lang used to blow Xiang Yu before.

But this time, he needs a crossbow with a longer range and higher accuracy.

Hearing this, the few people showed a hint of embarrassment. This thing was not so easy.

If it was so simple, they would have done it long ago, so there would be no need to cover it with firepower.
To be continued...