After the whole army was ready, Yu Fanjun lowered his body and said to Xiang Ye who was standing next to his horse: "Brother, after the fight breaks out, you must be willing to take action. Remember, there is no mercy on the battlefield. You sympathize with me."

Enemy, enemy will kill you!"

Yu Fanjun's reminder just touched Xiang Ye's thoughts. Although he was standing in the team with a dagger in his hand, he was struggling in his heart whether he should kill someone after fighting with the Qin army.

He knew that this idea was ridiculous, but whenever he thought that even the enemy had parents, wives and children, and killing one person would bring misfortune to the family, the murderous emotion he finally brought up was suddenly extinguished.

Yu Fanjun's words reminded him in a timely manner that yes, these are troubled times. If he wants to survive in troubled times, he must learn to be cruel and learn to take the lives of others in exchange for his own survival.

Xiang Ye held the dagger in his hand tightly. He seemed to feel the dagger trembling. This was the bloodthirsty trembling of the weapon. Among the Qin troops rushing towards him, no one knew who would die under this sword.

Thinking of this, his palms couldn't help but become slippery with sweat.

Gradually, the figures of the Qin Army appeared from the smoke and dust in the sky. The smoke behind them was reflected by the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting a dim orange light. The Qin Army appeared in every room as if they were a heavenly soldier shrouded in divine light.

in front of one's eyes.

When they were only two or three hundred steps away from Yu Fanjun's troops, the Qin army stopped. Yu Fanjun saw the Qin army's formation slowly changing. Groups of soldiers walked out of the formation and stood in the front row. He

Suddenly I felt something bad, and quickly shouted to the army behind me: "No! They are going to use Qin crossbows!"

"Qin Nu?" When Yu Fanjun's shout fell, Xiang Ye felt that the army behind him began to panic. An explanation about Qin Nu that he had seen in the past suddenly appeared in his mind. Qin Nu is a craft with extremely high

A sophisticated long-range weapon, its range even exceeds that of a pistol.

Only then did he understand why the army behind him was panicking. It turned out that the enemy's stop was within the effective range of Qin's crossbow, but their crossbow arrows could not hit the enemy at all.

"Soldiers, kill!" Seeing the Qin army's formation gradually taking shape, Yu Fanjun didn't think much, waved his spear in his hand and gave the order to charge.

The whole army howled like hungry wolves and rushed towards the Qin army. Just when they had just rushed a few dozen steps, an overwhelming barrage of crossbow arrows flew out of the Qin army's camp.

The sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff" kept ringing in Xiang Ye's ears. Every time he heard a sound, one of his companions would scream and fall into the dust.

With just one round of crossbow arrows, thousands of people fell in large numbers, and the Qin Army's crossbow arrows obviously did not finish firing. After one round, another round was fired, and the crossbow arrows fired by the Qin Army one after another almost disappeared.

The afterglow from the half-round sun at the end of the horizon was completely blocked, and the sky instantly darkened.

Several crossbow arrows flew towards Xiang Ye with strong winds. Xiang Ye quickly rolled on the spot, picked up a shield dropped by his dead comrade from the ground and covered it in front of him.

"Beep, beep, beep." The shield made several muffled sounds. Every time the shield made a muffled sound, he would feel his arms numb with tremors. He raised the shield in front of him and rushed forward with his still alive companions.

His charge had no purpose. He had no idea why he was charging, but his subconscious was telling him that if he didn't charge at this moment, the only thing waiting for him would be death. In order to survive, he had no choice but to charge forward.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. Gradually, the rebel army rushed to the position where the crossbow arrows could hit the Qin army. The crossbowmen who were still alive picked up the crossbow arrows and fired back at the Qin army. The Qin army's camp was suddenly disrupted by the crossbow arrows they fired.

Many Qin soldiers also groaned or screamed and fell to the ground, just like the rebels who had been shot by crossbow arrows.

Behind the crossbow formation of the Qin army, a Qin general rode on a horse and looked coldly at the rebels who were charging towards them.

Perhaps because he was too exhausted from the long-term battle, General Qin's complexion turned an unhealthy sallow color. His skin was slightly dry. A few strands of hair on his temples had been eroded by years and battles and turned silvery white. His eyes were deeply sunken.

The deep-set eye sockets make him look too deep, but there are a pair of charming and lively eyes in the deep-set eye sockets.

"Brother, the bandits only sent generals Yu Fanjun and Zhujishi to fight our army this time. Their total strength is only more than ten thousand. We will definitely capture Huling this time!" Beside the general, another man

A man wearing a general's armor came over and pointed at the rebels who were about to rush in front of him and said to him.

"Haha!" Qin stroked his beard and smiled, and said to the general who was talking to him: "Zhang Ping, battles cannot be measured by the number of people. When we fought against Zhou Wen and Tian Zang, we were able to completely annihilate their armies. How could it be that we were able to annihilate their armies?

Is it also related to the number of people?”

This Qin general was none other than Zhang Han, who led the Qin army to defeat Zhang Chu and win the last glimmer of hope for the struggling Qin Dynasty. Beside him was his younger brother Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping respected his elder brother very much. When Zhang Han said these words, he just nodded and said to Zhang Han: "What the elder brother taught me is that Zhang Ping knows it!"

The rebels were getting closer and closer, and many of the crossbow arrows they fired flew into the Qin Army's rear formation after passing through the Qin Army's crossbow formation. The guards beside Zhang Han were afraid that the crossbow arrows would hurt him, so they quickly held their shields in front of him.

Zhang Han looked sternly and looked at the charging rebels quietly. When the rebels were still thirty or forty steps away from the Qin army's formation, he raised his long sword high and shouted to the army behind him: "All the troops

charge!"

There is no charge at all with tactics or strategy. This is a head-to-head duel, where both sides are competing for nothing more than strength and determination.

After receiving the order, the Qin army behind the crossbow formation roared and rushed towards the rebel army. The two sides collided with each other. The strong impact threw the people in the front up. When they fell to the ground, most of them fell to the ground.

What the man is waiting for is not the support of his companions but the spears and daggers of his enemies.

Xiang Ye originally wanted to follow Yu Fanjun, but after the two armies fought in one place, he was quickly pushed away from Yu Fanjun by the crowd.

As soon as he stood firm in the crowd, a Qin soldier held a shield in his left hand and a dagger in his right hand and rushed towards him. The Qin soldier was howling strangely as he rushed towards him.

The Qin army rushed in front of Xiang Ye. He raised the dagger in his hand high and slashed it down on Xiang Ye's head.

Xiang Ye raised his dagger flatly and faced the Qin Army's sword that was striking at his head. After a "choking" sound, the two daggers collided with a ball of sparks. He took the opportunity to remove the sword, and the Qin Army

Unable to use any strength, he lost his footing and staggered two steps, bumping into him.

When the Qin army collided with him, he put the hilt of his dagger downwards and knocked the opponent's chin with his fist. The opponent's neck was knocked backwards and he fell down.

If the dagger in his hand was horizontal again at this time, he would definitely be able to cut the opponent's throat, but Xiang Ye did not do that. He just raised his foot and kicked the fallen Qin Jun hard in the ribs, knocking the Qin Jun out.

He rolled a few times and fell to the side.

As soon as the Qin army stopped rolling, a rebel soldier rushed up and stabbed him hard with a spear. He was not killed by Xiang Ye, but he eventually died under the spear of the rebel army.

At the moment when the Qin army was stabbed to death by a spear, Xiang Ye felt a little dizzy. Although he did not kill the Qin army with his own hands, he indirectly helped his companions to kill him.

Except for accidentally killing a person while traveling through time, Xiang Ye had never killed anyone with his own hands. He stood on the battlefield holding a dagger, and his consciousness gradually fell into chaos.

He didn't want to kill anyone, and he didn't want to cause misfortune to one or more families through his hands, but now he was actually trapped in the battlefield, surrounded by soldiers from both sides who were howling and fighting desperately.

Blood was flying in front of his eyes, and the fresh lives were driven out of the body by the cold daggers and spears. The ground was covered with the corpses of soldiers from both sides.

Xiang Ye was confused. He didn't know why human beings killed each other, why they couldn't live a good life, but let more people lose their lives because of the wishes of one or a few people. He didn't want to kill, he really didn't want to kill, but

In front of him, countless people fell one after another into lifeless corpses.

"Be careful!" Just as Xiang Ye was in a daze, a loud shout suddenly came from behind. Following the shout, a rebel officer rushed towards him from behind and threw him aside.

After the officer threw Xiang Ye down, the two of them rolled and fell to the ground. At this moment, Xiang Ye saw where he was standing just now that a Qin soldier was driving his spear deeply into the soil.

"Thank you!" Xiang Ye smiled at the officer and thanked him sincerely.

There was a lot of blood on the officer's face, but when Xiang Ye thanked him, he wiped his face and gave Xiang Ye a naive smile: "You're welcome..."

Before he could pronounce the word "thank you", the smile on his face suddenly froze. A spear pierced the back of his heart and penetrated his body. Behind him, a Qin soldier opened his eyes roundly.

, with a fierce look on his face, he thrust the spear into his back.

"Yeah!" Seeing the man who saved him being stabbed to death by the Qin army, Xiang Ye went crazy. He screamed strangely and rushed behind the officer who was stabbed to death with a spear stuck in his body.

As Xiang Ye swung the dagger in his hand with all his strength, a head left his neck and fell to the ground. The head that fell to the ground had wide eyes, and a pair of eyes that were gradually losing their energy and turning gray were still full of fear.

.

Xiang Ye raised his foot and kicked open the Qin Army's headless body, which was still gushing blood like a fountain, and held the rebel officer who rescued him in his arms.

His fists were clenched tightly, and when he saw the officer's eyes that were round but lifeless and his tightly closed gray lips, two tears welled up in his eyes.
Chapter completed!