I Want To Be Qin II

Suddenly, Wang Hu became excited.

At this moment, his admiration for Ying Gao became even deeper. After all, Ying Gao never missed a single time from the beginning to the end.

Moreover, this is also good, at least after this battle, the Mang Sparrow Army and the Imperial Guard Army will inevitably continue to grow, so as not to be punished by the King of Qin.

Even in this battle, those who have made great achievements will be rewarded.

Seeing Wang Hu's excitement, Ying Gao chuckled, and said, "Let Wang Li come first for this battle, after Qingqiang is destroyed, for the war between Rongdi and Da Yuezhi, you choose one, and leave the rest to Mengliao. "

"The same Zhong tribe is left to Tie Ying, and this is the battle for the feudal lord and the prime minister."

Hearing this, Wang Hu chuckled, he knew in his heart that in this battle, at most one person could be named Marquis, and that would be Ying Gao, and the rest could only be promoted with outstanding contributions.

However, this is also a good thing. After all, apart from following Ying Gao, other military generals who want to obtain the title need to wait for the opportunity, not just get it at will.

He knew very well that in the First Battle of Jiuyuan, Wang Ben and Meng Tian became Marquises, part of the credit was attributable to Ying Gao, but at that time, Ying Gao was too young, so in order not to attract attention, he just covered it up like this.

"So, the last general is here to congratulate the general winning"

"You"

For Wang Hu, Ying Gao's feelings are different.

In the true sense, Wang Hu grew up with him, and the friendship between life and death was not comparable to that of other people.

Although walking on snow will make the march more difficult, but also, there is an advantage in this way, that is, once you march in the dark, you will rarely be noticed in the vast wilderness.

The sky has completely darkened.

The army led by Wang Li had already approached the Xianling tribe. Since Daqin had never stepped out of Longxi, the tribes of Qingqiang didn't care about Daqin. They knew that Fangzhi was not here.

Not to mention the cold winter.

Not only were there no patrolling people, but they were also roasting in the tent, eating mutton, playing with women, and enjoying the last feast, but they didn't know that the footsteps of the god of death had already arrived at the door of the house.

"General,

Among the Qingqiang tribe, there are only a few inspections, which have been solved by Jing Yesi's people, and Xianling's tribe is drinking and having fun in the tent."

Glancing at the commander of the scout battalion, Wang Li took a deep breath, and ordered decisively, "Try not to expose yourself, the army will continue to advance, and kill the young and strong among the Xianling tribe and all resisters at the lowest cost. "

"promise."

"puff"

In the direction of the long sword, the head fell on the ground, and the blood stained the white ground red. After a quarter of an hour, Wang Li shouted, "Quick battle, the left army will follow this general and go straight to the center."

"promise."

He knew in his heart that these people who grew up in the slaughter all the year round are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. They have killed all people and will inevitably be exposed in an instant. At this moment, only a surprise attack on the center can interrupt the Xianling tribe's counterattack .

"rumble"

The army marched in mighty force, and Wang Li walked with his sword in hand.

At the same time, the Royal Guard has rushed to the battlefield.

Looking at the brightly lit tent, Ying Hetu swung his sword and said, "Kill!"

"promise."

"Boss, it smells like blood"

The patriarch of the Xianling clan on the first seat sobered up in an instant, turned over from the first seat, shouted, and said: "Notify the young and strong in the clan, kill them!"

"promise."

The three armies collided in an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky, blood was sprayed, and the smell of blood became heavier and heavier. Corpses fall, crazy, angry, terrified, innocent

The tragedy of the world is staged here, but the sky and the earth are dark, even the stars have shrunk their light at this moment, giving the sky and the earth to the darkness, not daring to watch this sin in the world.

At this moment, the wind picked up.

On the high slope, Ying Gao felt a bit of cold, and also noticed the smell of blood wafting along the wind.

The war has begun, and may be almost over.

Since Ying Gao has experienced a bigger scene, he doesn't care about such a small scene. The same is true for Wang Hu who is standing next to him. After experiencing the battle between Qin and Zhao, he will naturally understand that just a Qing Qiang How weak.

"General Ying, the war has already begun. Calculate the time, but the arrangement is that it is almost over."

"Um"

Nodding his head, Ying Gao glanced at Wang Hu and Tie Ying, and said, "Let's go, it's still very cold standing here under the wind, counting the time, Wang Li and the others should already be cleaning the battlefield. In the tribe, there are cattle and sheep, let the brothers eat hot food and warm their bodies."

"promise."

Marching in the snow for a long time is a severe test for the soldiers of the three armies. It is precisely because of this that Ying Gao decided to rest here for the night and let the soldiers eat some beef and mutton and drink some hot soup here.

At the same time, he just took advantage of this time to adjust his strategy.

"General Ying, our army has won a big victory in this battle. Thirteen thousand people from the Xianling tribe were beheaded, and the entire tribe was beheaded. Not a single one was left alive." Seeing Ying Gao approaching, Wang Li quickly tidied up and moved towards Ying Gao reported, said.

"How about our casualties"

Any war depends not only on the number of enemies killed, but also on the number of people lost. At this moment, Ying Gao looked a little solemn, after all, he only had an army of more than 50,000 to less than 60,000 in his hands.

Then, once Qing Qiang realizes it, he will be besieged by an army of tens of thousands. Although Ying Gao may not be afraid of such a large number, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he will naturally gain the greatest military exploits at the lowest cost.

Sensing the seriousness in Ying Gao's tone, Wang Li quickly said, "Because our army was in a surprise attack, ten of the Mang Sparrow Army were killed, thirteen were slightly injured, and sixteen were seriously injured."

"Um"

Nodding his head, the casualties were still within the controllable range. Ying Gao turned to Wang Li and said, "Clean the battlefield, gather the corpses of the soldiers, dig a big pit, and bury the corpses of the first zero, so that they can be killed." When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, nourish this piece of water and soil, this piece of land once nurtured the Xianling tribe, and now it is time for them to repay."

Ying Gao is a demon

At least for the enemy, after all, he is the hero and I am the enemy. At this moment, Wang Li has a complete understanding of Ying Gao's ruthlessness.

All along, he thought that he, like Ying Gao, was a student of Wang Jian, but at this moment, he realized that Ying Gao was much stronger than him.

"promise."

Although it was winter, he was not afraid of the plague, but this piece of land, Ying Gao had already regarded it as the land of Great Qin, so naturally he couldn't let it go.

"Let the firehead army prepare, kill the cattle and sheep, boil the broth, and change the water for the three armies at the same time"