Chapter 425: Don’t even mention that he is the soldier I led. I, Ying Chengjiao, really can’t afford to lose face like that!
The smoke and dust were rolling, and people with squinting eyes could not open them.
He only needed to take ten steps to clear the road and avoid the dust raised by the passing war horses, but Meng Tian did not move.
His figure was overshadowed by cavalrymen one after another, and it seemed that he would be hit and broken in the next moment. But he was unaware of it, and just opened his eyes wide, looking at the wrinkles on the faces of those veterans and their cold eyes.
In fact, he didn't see it very clearly. The horses were running so fast that each veteran stayed in his sight for no more than a second. Most of it was just his imagination.
Yellow sand entered his eyes, his vision became increasingly blurred, and stimulated his eyes to secrete tears.
I closed my eyes, and only a few drops of khaki tears dripped from the corners of my eyes.
In his ears was the sound of horse hooves beating like dense drums, loud as thunder.
He knew that he couldn't stop Chang'an Jun.
When all the sounds faded away, he wiped the sand from the corners of his eyes and opened his eyes.
Although his vision was blurry, he could see very clearly.
The noise faded away, but he could still hear it very clearly.
The fiery red color covers the sky and the earth.
The blood-red blood, the dark red Chu armor, the dazzling red feather on the top of Xiang Yan's helmet, and the bright red tassel on the tip of the spear.
The long spear pointed forward at two hundred thousand black armors.
"We Chu people are descendants of the Luan bird! The Qin people! Are nothing more than a single egg laid by the black bird! How can they be our enemies! Kill them!"
The Chu soldiers swarmed forward like a tide.
"Kill the Qin dogs! Recover our old land!"
"The Emperor of the East blesses us! Great Chu will never be destroyed!"
"Don't run, Qin Gou! Take the bullet from Naigong!"
The three-foot-long sword broke and the black mail armor shattered.
The bright red Chu army was like a huge sun, burning everything in its path.
The Chu army chased the Qin army for three days and three nights, almost annihilating the Qin army in Chenyi. Li Xin and Meng Tian returned under the desperate protection of the personal guards, with less than a thousand people left.
Since Ying Zheng came to power, the powerful army that dominated the world and made other countries tremble in fear was defeated for the first time, a great defeat!
Two hundred thousand soldiers dyed the land of Chu red and stayed there forever.
Meng Tian was a little dazed, his steps were unsteady, and after taking two steps on the spot, he felt his arm being supported.
“No need!”
He snorted with some disgust and shook it off.
With a clang, he pulled out the Qin sword from his waist, thrust it into the ground, and supported himself on the ground with both hands.
Underestimating the enemy and advancing rashly will inevitably lead to great defeat! Isn't the defeat in the attack on Chu deep enough? That's 200,000 lives! Not 2,000, not 20,000, but 200,000!
"Father, it's only been a few years since Chen Yi happened..."
Meng Wu was covered in dust. Just now, he and his son were standing among thousands of soldiers and horses, and they did not move aside.
"...Qian'er may have information that we don't know. He has always thought differently since he was a child. He never fights a battle that he is not sure of winning. He may not lose this battle."
"Father, do you believe this?"
Meng Tian faced southeast. A few hundred miles away was the direction of Shangjun, and a thousand miles away was Xianyang.
Kneeling on one knee, leaning on the sword with one hand.
"Your Majesty, Prince, Meng Tian is incompetent! Meng Tian is incompetent!"
He banged his head against the hilt of the sword and howled in dissatisfaction.
But no matter how unwilling he was, there was nothing he could do.
He knew that he couldn't stop Chang'an Jun .
In the two rows of troops, the restless war horses calmed down miraculously, and they quieted down along with the Jiuyuan Army on their backs, quietly accompanying them, with flames rising in the eyes of both the men and the horses.
You don't listen to the general's advice, what a fool! You have fought against the Huns before! You know how to fight!
Their general was Meng Tian.
now.
The old soldiers who had entered the city were brought by the veteran generals to the open space under the reviewing stand. All of them pulled the reins hard, and the horses felt pain. Herodius kept screaming and stopped moving.
Behind them, there were more than 47,000 Taotie soldiers standing straight and neatly arranged. No, after Meng Tian transferred the generals directly under the Meng family, the Taotie army was less than 47,000.
On the stage where he was reviewing his generals, Ying Chengjiao was wearing a bright helmet and armor, both of which were made of silver, and a snow-white cloak was tied behind him, fluttering in the wind.
Completely different from ordinary black armor, the silver armor can be ignored, but the helmet must be mentioned specifically.
Ying Chengjiao's helmet is a full-face helmet, but it is different from ordinary full-face helmets. Ordinary full-face helmets cover the top of the head, but the face is still exposed, but Ying Chengjiao's helmet does not expose anything!
The eye of the helmet is made of a whole piece of expensive colored glass that is two inches thick. It is colorless and extremely transparent. If you take it off and bring it to the State of Qi ten years ago, it can be exchanged for dozens of cities!
His face was wrapped in a whole piece of steel. If you looked closely, you could see that there were cracks on the steel that were thinner than silk, allowing Ying Chengjiao to breathe.
The veterans' eyes lit up when they saw Ying Chengjiao like this. Their already excited mood turned into excitement, as if they were back to ten years ago.
In the Battle of Handan, Ying Chengjiao wore this silver armor and led his men to kill the Zhao army! Within a hundred miles of Zhao's capital, no human or beast was found! Handan was turned into an isolated city!
"The general is beautiful!"
"What a beauty! The general said it! This is called handsome!"
"Hahaha, that's right! The general said that men can't be called beautiful! The general is handsome!"
"Bullshit! Listen to the general! Go back and learn to read! Shuai only means commander-in-chief! There is no such word as Shuai. The general can fool you but not me! It's just beautiful!"
The veterans were in a state of confusion.
Where did Chang'an Jun find these elite troops? Didn't he bring the Iron Eagle Swordsman here?
The Taotie army was in awe, and was not fooled by the hustle and bustle in front of them. Apart from other things, the Taotie army could not stop their horses suddenly and form an orderly formation.
It was possible to stop suddenly, but if they wanted to arrange themselves in an orderly manner, they would need at least an incense stick of time to adjust their positions. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the Taotie Army would have found it hard to imagine that any cavalry could do this!
A single veteran soldier is no match for a soldier of the Taotie Army. But if an equal number of cavalrymen were to charge at them, the thousands of cavalrymen in front of them would be able to overwhelm the Taotie Army.
Fighting alone is just a cowardly act; the army fights in coordination!
Ying Chengjiao took off his helmet, looked at the veteran in the lead, then looked at the more than 3,600 veterans behind Wang Xi, and then looked back at the veteran.
He casually threw the priceless helmet to the ground with a clang, and his face was filled with anger.
"Fuck you! Wang Xi! Didn't I ask you to bring a hundred brothers with you? Are you an idiot? You don't know how to count! Those two holes on your head are for breathing! Look back! How many are there? Ten times as many! Ah!"
The whole audience fell silent for a moment, followed by a burst of laughter.
I haven't heard this kind of curse for ten years. A general is a general, and the words he uses to curse are different from those used by ordinary people!
Their generals are usually gentle and polite, but when they lose control of their temper they start swearing. They are secretly happy about it, because that's what an army should be like!
How can there be someone in the army who can’t curse? If someone can’t curse, is he a soldier? He’s a scholar who can’t lift anything with his hands or carry anything with his shoulders!
The generals always asked them to read more books, making it seem like they were not in the army but in school. Which Qin people read books? That's so useless! Besides, Qin law doesn't allow civilians to read books!
"General! Curse me some more!"
"Although I don't know what the general is cursing, it sounds much dirtier than the birdman!"
"We won't come! General Wang forced us to come! General, we can't do anything!"
Wang Xi turned around angrily to see who had said that. The sound of muffled thunder drowned out the clamorous voices.
"Bullshit! Who yelled that? Stand up for me! When you came here, you almost knelt on the ground and begged me! I took the general's scolding to bring you guys here, and you stab me in the back when you get here! You have no consciences left! Get out of here now!"
Even louder laughter rang out, and the veterans laughed even happier. That’s the feeling!
"Shut the fuck up, everyone!"
Ying Chengjiao used his powerful internal strength to stimulate his voice, using the vibration of his chest to assist the sound produced by his throat. The sound did not sound loud but spread throughout the venue, with its own reverberation.
The veterans and soldiers were silent, sitting on their horses, staring at the stage with shining eyes.
The dazzling silver armor dazzled the old soldiers' eyes, but no soldier was willing to blink.
"Fuck you, you are such cheapskates! I've been serving you good food and drink, but you have to take a stroll in front of the King of Hell's palace instead of enjoying your good life. What's the matter? Do you think you are all mine? Fully armed and invulnerable to swords and guns? Just now, there was a bastard who asked me to scold him a few more times. If you have the guts, stand up! Don't be a coward!"
"I!"
There was a sudden response from the crowd, and a man with words written on his face, who looked not much older than Ying Chengjiao, raised the Qin Sword with a look of pride.
Ying Chengjiao took a look.
"I knew it was you just by the sound of your voice! Wang Er! The youngest! Damn, more shrewd than the old soldier! A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water! Are you crazy?
"There are so many weapons in the world, but you just practice swordplay! And you have to drink and practice drunken swordplay! You don't want to practice upper swordplay, but you practice lower swordplay! You don't want to practice iron swordplay, but you practice silver swordplay! You practice until you become one with the sword! You are just a swordsman!"
In front of more than 46,000 Taotie soldiers and less than 5,000 veterans, Ying Chengjiao scolded Wang Er harshly.
Ordinary people would have been so embarrassed that they would have used horse hooves to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living-room house and would have wished they could burrow underground. But Wang Er was different.
Instead of feeling ashamed, he felt proud and laughed out loud as if Ying Chengjiao was praising him.
After Ying Chengjiao finished cursing, the young veteran put his hands together and made a trumpet shape.
"General, you have run out of words to curse me! That's all! I got tired of hearing you ten years ago! You haven't come up with any new words in ten years! General, curse me a few more times!"
The veterans laughed.
"This kid is such a jerk! The more you scold him, the happier he is!"
"General, don't reward him!"
"How come this kid is still so mean after ten years?"
The Taotie army had a neat appearance, but they were not at peace in their hearts.
What kind of people are these? Out of 100,000 people, only 800 Iron Eagle Swordsmen are like this?
Ying Chengjiao let out a loud "Puh" sound.
"Idiot, I don't want to bother with you!"
His eyes swept across the old faces that were laughing, and soon, an unusually large broadsword caught Ying Chengjiao's eyes. This broadsword was as big as a door panel!
"Wang Wu? What the hell are you doing here?"
Huh? How did the general see me when there were so many people around? Don't scold me! I'm not a jerk...
Wang Wu, the big knife, quickly crouched down and lay on the horse's back.
"You're still hiding! You can hide! How can you hide with that broken door panel! Get up now!"
"General! This is not a door panel! It's a knife! The big knife you taught me!"
Wang Wu chuckled.
Being at the back of the team and unable to see the general's facial expression, he never expected that the general couldn't see his expression either.
"What the hell are you talking about? What I say is what it is! Let me ask you, do you want to charge forward with this broken door panel? Huh?"
Cavalry can use swords, and the scimitar is the common melee weapon used by the Huns, Donghu, Yuezhi and other Hu people on horseback.
The machete is light and narrow, and can be used to cut people quickly and flexibly. It will not get stuck in the gaps between bones and cannot be pulled out.
But the broadsword was not included in the list of swords that the cavalry could use, because the broadsword was too heavy, which affected the cavalry's flexibility and was not easy to carry. And Wang Wu's special broadsword was even worse in terms of common sense, which magnified all the shortcomings of the broadsword on horseback three times.
"Try it! Try it!"
Wang Wu wiped his sweat and shouted, but in fact he didn't want to shout, as if he shouted it would seem like he was talking back to the general, but if he didn't shout he was afraid the general wouldn't hear him.
"What the hell! You only have one arm! Even if you can swing the knife, how can you pull the reins? You'll die if you try!"
Ying Chengjiao cursed and continued to scan the situation below, and suddenly his eyes widened.
"Old man! What are you doing here? Wang Wu still has one arm, but you have lost both! I don't want to know how you ride a horse! Even if you can ride a horse, I just want to know how you kill the enemy!"
The old soldier who was called old-fashioned by Ying Chengjiao shook his head and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"I still have a head! Kill them with it!"
"color!"
After Ying Chengjiao applauded, he pointed at Lao Tu and looked around.
"Hurry up and get some people to take this idiot away. Don't ever say he was a soldier I led!"
Lao Tu was stunned.
"General! Why?"
Ying Chengjiao bent down, picked up the helmet, and slapped it.
"I am a martial arts master, but I have to wear this thing, for fear of being split in half! You are so awesome! With your bare head, you fight with a scimitar and a sharp arrow. Who else can I seduce with such ability? How great would it be if you lowered your head and rode alone into the king's tent, and knocked the Chanyu Touman to death with your head? You are too awesome, I am not worthy of being your general."
The laughter that had never stopped got louder. An old soldier next to Lao Tu patted Lao Tu on the forehead, making a loud slapping sound.
"General! It's really sturdy! It's no worse than your helmet!"
Ying Chengjiao covered his face with one hand and waved the other hand forward.
"Really? Don't say that they are the soldiers I led. I, Ying Chengjiao, can't afford to lose face like that!
"That's fucking stupid!"
Sitting down on the ground, Ying Chengjiao pointed at the group of veterans in front of him.
"How many times have I told you to read more books, and let the kids at home read more books as well? The worst title you can get is a noble one. Qin law allows you to study. If you need any books, just ask me for them.
"What about you guys? Damn it, I always say you guys are dying, and I don't hesitate to scold you guys! Today you can ride horses, I think you guys are living a comfortable life! I wanted to find a hundred people , but here are four or five thousand!
"Then I'll have a good talk with you guys, and you guys should explain to me. What kind of crappy books did you borrow? Pornographic pictures! Idiot novels!
"Where can you get me? There are only about ten copies handed down from ancient times to the present day. I printed hundreds of copies, but you read them to pieces in just one year, forcing me to write and draw for you.
"Your Majesty came into my study and scolded me for thinking about sex every day. Who can I blame for my bad reputation? Huh?
"I can understand Wang Er's love for looking at me at his age. Aren't most of you in your forties, and many of you are almost 50 years old? Why do you keep looking at me? Can you still get hard?"
