This is a place called the Xihai region by the Han Dynasty.

Here is the northeast of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. It is covered with mountains, and there are also canyons and grasslands. The rivers slowly flow down from the snow-capped mountains and gather among the fields, which has a unique charm.

The iron hooves of a large army broke the silence here.

A cavalry coalition of about 50,000, a dozen tribes from the Qiang people had just arrived here.

In the center of the coalition, several leaders who seemed to be the largest tribe were talking to each other.

"I still think we should negotiate friendly with the Han Dynasty this time to see if it can resolve the war between the two sides."

A relatively elderly Qiang leader spoke.

The other leaders seemed a little disapproving of the Qiang leader.

Another leader wearing a bone necklace around his neck said coldly: "Many years ago, Zhao Kuo had someone conquered the area east of the West Sea. At that time, we lost to them and had to retreat to a more western place.

But after so many years, Zhao Kuo not only did not let us go, but instead sent a large army to conquer us again, which is enough to show Zhao Kuo's attitude towards us.

If we want to negotiate with them, the final result will definitely be that we will be slowly eroded by them. I will definitely not be able to negotiate with Zhao Kuo, and I must fight him to the end."

What the Qiang leader with the bone necklace said was obviously approved by several other Qiang leaders. They all said, "That's the reason. These people from the Central Plains never speak trustlessly."

"Decades ago we were able to survive in the western part of Guanzhong, but now, we have all retreated to the west of the West Sea, but they still refuse to let us go."

"Maybe we are indeed not their opponents, but we are definitely not easy to bully.

Besides, this time they only sent 20,000 troops, why are we afraid of them?"

After hearing the other Qiang leaders speak, the elderly Qiang leaders couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

This leader who insists on seeking peace may be able to determine the fate of his own tribe, but now that the entire Qiang tribe has united, it is not something that his mere tribe can resist.

After the consensus was determined, the tens of thousands of Qiang soldiers continued to move forward.

Soon, a scream came from the Qiang soldiers and horses.

"The people from Central Plains are here!"

With this sound, countless smoke and dust emerged on the horizon in the distance.

A 20,000-strong army was rolling in, and the red flag was waving. It was the 20,000 musketeers of the Han Dynasty led by Xiang Yan and Wang Jian.

Xiang Yan pulled off the horse and let the war horse under his crotch stop slowly, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the Qiang soldiers in front of him.

On the left side of Xiang Yan is this time, his deputy general Wang Jian.

Wang Jian's expression at this moment looked calm and there was no fluctuation.

On the right side of Xiang Yan was the military supervisor this time, Zhao Qian, the crown prince of the Han Dynasty. The expression on Zhao Qian's face looked much more excited, and he talked to Zhao Zheng beside him from time to time.

"Brother Zheng, these Qiang people really eat raw meat and drink blood, and they look very barbaric."

Zhao Zheng said lightly: "It is said that these Qiang people were originally descendants of the Xia Dynasty. Later, after the Xia Dynasty was overthrown by Shang Tang, they fled to this plateau.

What’s even more tragic is that when they escaped to this plateau, they completely forgot the civilization and culture of their ancestors and were willing to act as a barbarian. It was really sad."

Zhao Qian smiled and said, "Actually, they just want to survive, but this time it's good. After we conquer them, this area will be completely incorporated into the rule of China."

When Zhao Qian was speaking, his chest was undulating and his face was a little weird. This was not because there was something wrong with Zhao Qian's body, but because of a common reaction - altitude sickness.

Altitude sickness is actually a matter of judging a person's physique. For Zhao Qian, his physique belongs to a relatively sensitive category, so the altitude in front of him is actually not more than 3 kilometers, but Zhao Qian already feels uncomfortable.

Zhao Zheng obviously noticed this, and said to Zhao Qian in a light and relaxed tone: "If your prince is uncomfortable, you might as well take a rest first, as it seems that the decisive battle is about to begin."

What Zhao Zheng said sounds like a bit of a bad word, but if you think about it carefully, you can understand the meaning.

As the prince, it is absolutely impossible for Zhao Qian to participate in the war in person this time, so the restart amount is to watch it, make a few cheers.

In this case, it is actually irrelevant to Zhao Qian's rest or not.

After hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Zhao Qian was obviously a little unmoved, but after a little hesitation, Zhao Qian still refused firmly.

"This is not possible. After all, I am the prince of the Han Dynasty. If the soldiers saw that the prince was such a cowardly person, how could it be?

I am here waiting for our soldiers to defeat the enemy and return!"

Seeing how Zhao Qian insisted, Zhao Zheng naturally had no way to continue persuading him.

On the other side, the real main general Xiang Yan is also communicating with deputy general Wang Jian.

Xiang Yan said, "These Qiang people still seem to have not learned the lessons from a few years ago.

They don’t seem to know that fighting us on the front is a very stupid act.”

Wang Jian smiled slightly and said, "Actually, no wonder. After all, the news of these Qiang people is too closed. They don't know which weapons were used in the Central Plains War. They may think that we are unifying the world in the traditional way.

In this case, did we send Chi Ling? Of course, they would think that these 20,000 of us are relatively easy to chew. Think about it, if they could defeat these 20,000 of us, then the Han Dynasty might not launch a war on this place in the next few years. Isn’t this a very worthwhile thing?"

Although Wang Jian and Xiang Yan were born in the previous Qin State and the other was born in the Chu State, their partner unexpectedly co-starred.

After hearing Wang Jian's words, Xiang Yan's smile became brighter and brighter: "Maybe they really think that our 20,000 people are just a very pure light cavalry."

Seeing that the opponent has already set up a lineup, we can also pass the orders to let the entire army dismount and set up a formation and prepare to start the war."

Yes, Xiang Yan's 20,000 musketeers were mainly transformed by the previous Chiyou army and other elite troops, so they are of course familiar with riding horses.

Musketeers also have a different feature from cavalry, that is, the main combat method of musketeers is to dismount the horse and fight in a formation. Therefore, musketeers do not require you to shoot while riding a horse, but only require you to be able to ride a horse to rush on the road.

In this way, the standards for training musketeers and selecting musketeers are much lower than training a Chiyou army. The reduction of friendship means that the scale of musketeers can be expanded even more greatly, which is truly good news for musketeers.

With Xiang Yan's order, 20,000 musketeers immediately dismounted, took out the rifles placed in the saddle bag, and actively and nervously arranged the array.

This scene actually caused another confusion among the Qiang leader on the opposite side.

"What are these great Han Chinese doing?

They actually chose to dismount, but they just wanted to fight us in a siege."

"It's just funny. We have horses. Why do we fight infantry wars with them?"

"If they want to dismount, let them dismount. We good men of Qiang people just ride horses and chop off their heads, wouldn't it be enough?"

After a few short sentences, the leaders of the Qiang tribe immediately reached a consensus, so they stopped talking nonsense and immediately sent orders to let all the Qiang soldiers present launch an attack.

Since this is a Qiang coalition composed of many tribes, even if there are several common large tribe leaders as a head coach, their discipline and tactics are naturally impossible to compare with regular army. Just after a command, everyone rushed up in a noisy way.

Xiang Yan looked at this scene and the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger and stronger.

"Actually, sometimes I doubt whether these Qiang people have our inner circle. I know that what we are most afraid of is to fight scatteredly with Qiang people, but I didn't expect that they even gathered together to fight a decisive battle with us."

Wang Jian laughed and said, "It's still the same thing as before. They think that our 20,000 breaths are not weak, so they want to bully the weak. But they don't know that using the number alone as the standard for judging the quality of an army, many years have passed since that era."

Xiang Yan nodded and said, "It's true that this is the truth. Let these barbarians from the West see what are the magical weapons and weapons of our great Han Kingdom."

Just when the Qiang people launched a cavalry attack, under Xiang Yan's order, 20,000 muskets had already formed four neat square formations.

Each of these four square formations is composed of 5,000 musketeers on this flat battlefield, and it is directly arranged into 4 straight lines, slowly advancing towards the four different Qiang soldiers in front of it.

The two sides met soon.

When Xiang Yan noticed that these Qiang people had reached the range of the musket, he immediately spoke without hesitation.

"shooting!"

After Yan's order, many musketeers immediately pressed the trigger in their hands with full force.

Next, flames spewed out of countless gun barrels, so the bullets spun out in huge kinetic energy, and shot towards the Qiang soldiers who were still ignorant of their fate not far away.

The next moment, these bullets immediately pierced through the war horses of the Qiang soldiers or their own bodies. Many Qiang soldiers were caught, splashing waves of smoke and dust.

But this did not mean the end, because the Qiang soldiers behind could not control the speed at once, so they were still charging forward one after another.

Xiang Yan naturally appreciated these guys' behavior of rushing to give away their heads, so he continued to issue orders without hesitation.

"Send the order and as long as the enemy is still charging, we will not stop shooting!"

This time, Xiang Yan could be said to have carried very sufficient ammunition, and each soldier brought a total of 500 rounds of ammunition.

500 rounds of ammunition don't seem to be much, but if it is calculated based on the fact that one round of ammunition can kill a person, then these 500 rounds can definitely slaughter all the Qiang people in the entire Xihai area, regardless of gender, age and age.

What's more, among this musketeer, it does not mean that there are no other weapons except musketeers. For example, many musketeers who were born in the Chiyou Army before, also have bows, arrows, swords, etc. in their saddle bags, which can be used in small-scale battles on weekdays.

So, if anyone thinks that this is just a very small musketeer composed of 20,000 people, then this guy is definitely a complete idiot.

Xiang Yan's opinion again, the leaders of the Qiang people in front of him were undoubtedly such idiots.

At the beginning of the bullets, the dense shooting sounds kept hitting everyone like raindrops. The Qiang cavalry rushed forward frantically, trying to come to the front and compete with the musketeers of the Han Kingdom, so that they could not even rush through the densest fire net.

The bullets of the musketeers were like a killing weapon that formed the Infinite Hell, harvesting the lives of one Qiang soldiers and horses.

Looking at this scene, all the Qiang leaders were completely stunned, their faces turned pale, and their bodies were shaking.

They really didn't expect this war to become such a one-sided situation. They were even more unable to understand what kind of strange weapons the Han army on the opposite side were holding, and they could kill so wildly.

The most elderly leader of the Qiang tribe, who was among them, took a deep breath, and turned around and left without saying a word.

The Qiang leader had made up his mind at this moment. He wanted to lead all the troops of his tribe to evacuate this damn battlefield as quickly as possible.

As for what kind of killings will happen here next, the Qiang leader doesn't want to intervene at all.

He even began to regret that he should not have participated in this war from the beginning.

Oppose the Han Dynasty?

It's simply seeking death!
Chapter completed!