As the morning sun rose, thousands of lights shone from the sky, and the entire Huanghua Mountain was bathed in the gentle sunshine. However, the tens of thousands of Qin troops on the mountain did not have any thoughts to enjoy the sunrise at this time, because the drums were rumbling not far away, and the dark Ming army was slowly pressing up from afar.

Because of Nian Chunfeng's order to hold on to the slow, the entire Huanghua Mountain has completely changed. The trees on the mountain have been cut down all the trees. The thick trunks of these cut down trees have become the main materials for building short walls and fortresses. They are used to form the main body, and then dig trenches to obtain soil and water. Then paste them on these buildings. They are not only fire-proof, but also strong. The trenches formed by digging the soil have become natural obstacles to the enemy's attack.

The slightly thinner trees were made into rolling wood, turned into rejected wood, and triangular cones were placed in a mess on the hillside. Even the branches, leaves and branches were not spared. They were tied together and placed around the hillside in a circle. When war broke out, just a fire could form a wall of fire.

On the top of the mountain, there were many stone catapults, and there were no shortage of stones on the mountain. In such a condescending position, they could attack the Ming army that attacked the mountain with all their might, but the long-range weapons of the Ming army could not hit them.

Ma Xin, the Qin army guard, stared at the approaching Ming army expressionlessly at this moment. The Huanghua Mountain Fortress was as solid as a rock. At least he thought so in his heart. If he wanted to capture such a mountain with perfect defense and sufficient preparations, the Ming army would have to fill in it several times the manpower.

With Huanghua Mountain like this, Zijing Mountain is naturally not bad.

The Ming army's intention to eat their troops was already obvious. Yuan Yiqiu was blocked and Wanxian was surrounded. If the Ming Dynasty really killed them along the way, Qin's entire strategic plan would be severely damaged. Nian Chunfeng's strategy of defending Wanxian was to wait for reinforcements, and secondly, it was not just to use these well-defended positions to consume a large amount of the Ming army's vitality.

In the past, attacking always has to pay a greater price than defending.

Finally, he was about to face the Ming people. Over the years, when the Qin Dynasty faced the Ming army, he fought and lost a battle, and most of the country was left to the Ming people. Ma Jinji was angry about such a situation.

In his opinion, the failure of the Ming Dynasty was not because of the poor combat effectiveness of the Qin army, but because of the internal struggle of the Qin State and the generals had their own thoughts. Now the Deng family has been completely defeated, and the Bian family has been huddled in the Luoying Mountains. Qin State seems to have lost its strength, but in fact this is the opportunity for the revival of the Qin Dynasty, because no one can stop the Qin Emperor from concentrating its power in his hands and clenching his fists to be strong.

As long as this battle is won, the Qin Dynasty will win a turning point. The myth of the Ming army's invincible will be ended, and the halo of victory will allow the emperor to implement his own policies more effectively and conquer national rights.

The Ming Dynasty seemed powerful, but in fact it was a fire-fighting oil. A big defeat would be enough to bring them back to their original form. In order to achieve this goal, Ma Xin did not care about his life and death. As long as he could destroy the Ming army in large quantities, even if he died here, there would be no regrets. Qin State had no way out. If he lost this battle, Qin State would be gone.

"It's just death!" He stared at the army that had already been trapped, and a sad look appeared on his face. Hulao New Army, Chen Shaowei, Ke Zhen, these people were the backbone forces of their border army not long ago, but now they have become the vanguard of attacking Qin.

He reached out and took a horn from his waist and blew it suddenly.

The desolate and tragic trumpet sounded on Huanghua Mountain.

Chen Shaowei looked up at Huanghua Mountain, which was his former chariot and former comrades-in-arms, but now they were about to meet each other. Chen Shaowei didn't have much burden in his heart. During the training of Hulao, these officers were organized and went around Yongping County, Zhongping County and other places. In these places, he saw the lives of the most ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty, and those shocked him.

I used to only hear that, after all, it is because of the false hearing and the true seeing. Only by truly witnessing it with my own eyes can I truly understand the gap between the two countries.

Why did the people of Daqin live such hard life? They should have a better life, just like the people of Ming Dynasty he saw.

He was liberating those comrades who were still suffering and allowing them to live a better life. Even in this process, he was not understood and scolded as traitors of the Qin Dynasty, he felt that he could tolerate it. Listening to the desolate horns and the tragic drums on the mountain, Chen Shaowei did not have any ripples.

He was born into a poor family and he slowly came out with a knife and a gun on the border.

In fact, this is also the voice of all the former Qin generals who surrendered to the Ming army. Most of these Qin border generals were killed from the grassroots war soldiers, and they had a deep understanding of the life of the lowest Qin State. The children of the great men and the children of the gentry in Qin State rarely came to the border army to suffer. These people were all concentrated in the emperor's personal guard Thunder Army.

In the Qin army system, these talents are the favorites of heaven, and the border troops are just a group of disposable items that can be sacrificed at any time. The Qin State has never lacked poverty-stricken people, nor is it short of soldiers who join the army.

Because I joined the army, I had at least one bite of food to eat.

"Prepare for attack!" Chen Shaowei said coldly.

More than a dozen thunderbolt fires slowly drove out from behind the queue. On the roof, there were blue smoke rising and eight arms rolling, ready to go. One powerful crossbow loaded on the carriage was quickly dragged forward at this moment, and the crossbow heads were raised high. On their left and right, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and one by one, the soldiers of the brigade were dozens of meters away from these big guys.

The drums stopped sharply on the mountain, and then a roar sounded, and a rock bullet weighing dozens of kilograms fell from the sky, hitting only a few meters away from the first Thunderbolt Fire.

The thunder fire immediately stopped. A captain who was riding a horse raised the small red flag in his hand high and shouted loudly: "Thunder fire, free attack!"

With his order, dozens of red iron eggs were thrown high by throwing arms and flew into the air. When the wind was stimulated, a blazing fire flashed out in an instant, like meteors dragging their tails, smashing towards the mountain.

Above this distance, they could not hit the catapult on the top of the mountain, but the huge destructive power of the Thunderbolt Fire was also not available to these catapults.

The soldiers on the mountain were staring at the fireballs, and the Qin army's positions were in agitation because this was the first time they had seen such a ranged weapon.

The fireball fell to the ground, and with a muffled sound, the fire immediately spread out. The low walls, fortresses and thunder fires built by the Qin army with great effort were crushed like paper. The soldiers hiding in it were immediately injured and killed, and even more died on the spot. The clothes that were ignited and the soldiers who escaped were shattered.

More than ten thunderbolt fires were fired at one volley, and this time the manipulators received the order to freely shoot, which gave them great room to play. Countless fireballs rose from the bottom of the mountain and flew towards Huanghua Mountain. In a moment, the northern slope of Huanghua Mountain was already filled with flames. The things that were originally set up by the Qin army to deal with Ming soldiers attacking the mountain were basically ignited.

On the top of the mountain, Ma Xin saw such a powerful long-range attack, his pupils were tightened, and the enemy's long-range weapons could not hit him. What shocked him was the destructive power of the opponent's weapon and the unparalleled rate of fire.

The trench behind him will take some time to prepare for each stone bullet. If it weren't for the right geographical connection, I'm afraid that the other party would be able to kill all his trenchers with a volley.

"All the catapults aim at those iron houses and smash them for me!" Ma Xin roared sharply. If they could not destroy these things and let them pour the fireballs over and over again on their defense line, the soldiers on this defense line would probably collapse. After all, most of the soldiers under his command had set foot on the battlefield for the first time.

In fact, these soldiers were indeed a little panicked at this time. When they thought that the very strong fortress was easily destroyed, when they saw one companion after another broken bones, blood sprayed, and even died without a complete body, fear began to spread. They began to escape from their hiding place, intending to avoid the overwhelming fireball attack on their own, but this behavior had a great blow to the morale of the army, because it seemed too chaotic.

The Qin army's catapults began to fight back. Dozens of stone bombs poured from the top of the mountain together, and the power of the dozens of stone bombs poured from the top of the mountain should not be underestimated. After hearing the huge rumbling sound, the dozens of thunder fires retreated like a group of frightened birds, retreating backwards, moving forward, and moving on both sides. Each thunder fire was surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, led by a team leader. Their mission was to push the thunder fire to move to avoid the attacks of the thunder fire. Flexibility has always been one of the key development goals of the thunder fire. The bulky thunder fire had long been eliminated in the Ming army.

In addition to the catapult, the attack on the mountain sounded the sound of a powerful crossbow. Ma Xin felt that he had to force back or smash these damn dark rooms, otherwise if they could continue like this, the defense of the North Slope would be in name only.

"Liu Chun'er, take five hundred people and rush down. That damn dark room can destroy as much as it can!" Ma Xin gave the order expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!