Daqin: Fusion of Zhongli template, forging the Immortal Qin Empire

"How could I be afraid of you!"

Facing the roaring Zhao soldiers, Wang Jian also stood up.

He had to fight this battle!

Lian Po's shouting in front of the battle line had already spread the divine will and connected the soldiers.

Although this method was not as good as the Legalists' use of maxims to mobilize the emotions of the soldiers, it was also quite clever.

Now all the soldiers of Zhao State shared the same hatred and the enemy, and because it was a war to destroy the country.

It was a sad army.

《"The Art of War" says: The army of mourning will win!

Under the situation that Qin wanted to destroy Zhao, the momentum of the Zhao army reached its peak.

Coupled with the pressure brought to them by Ying Yan, they wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if this battle wanted to start, they would definitely have to wait for the arrival of Yan and Wei.

In this way, the losses could be minimized.

But it can also be seen that Ying Yan's previous battle was too eye-catching.

A full 100,000 troops plus the Mohist mechanical beasts.

Such a record has far exceeded everyone's imagination.

In this battle, although the Qin army was excited by the news and its morale rose.

But it could not withstand the desperate pressure of Zhao.

Therefore, even though Wang Jian already knew that he might not be Lian Po's opponent.

But he still had to fight!

Not only to boost the morale of the Qin army, but also to find a way out for these 300,000 Qin troops.

""Come and fight!"

Wang Jian shouted angrily, and a pitch-black spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

His voice was like a rolling wave, and for a moment it suppressed Lian Po's voice.

This small trick made the Qin army completely excited.

"General, you have won a hundred battles against him. Please, General, kill Lian Po!"

"The general is unparalleled, and he will spread the might of the Great Qin!"

"war!"

"war!"

"Fight!!!"

The Qin army also roared in anger, and the strong military spirit rushed to the sky.

For a moment, they even overshadowed the Zhao soldiers. Seeing this, Wang Jian also knew that his goal had been achieved.....

However, he could not open up a way out for the Qin army as he had thought before.

Now, he had to try his best to temporarily suppress Lian Po.

Boom!

A terrifying murderous intent suddenly emanated from Wang Jian.

There was also a thick, blood-like, weird scarlet mist lingering around him.

Wang Jian looked like the Nine Nether Demon God.

Just one look at it would make people feel cold in their hearts, as if falling into an ice cave.

The military has the way of killing and the way of killing.

Wang Jian got the inheritance of Bai Qi, so naturally he took the way of killing.

As long as his murderous intent is strong enough, he can fight even the immortals on land.

The terrifying murderous intent continued to rise, causing Wang Jian's breath to rise endlessly.

Seeing this scene, Lian Po also sneered.

"Let me see how much ability you have gained from Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an!"

As his voice fell, the terrifying blood in his whole body suddenly boiled, making him look like a sun hanging high in the sky!

Layers of flames burned from his body, which was a strange phenomenon caused by the excessive blood.

He already had the experience of fighting with Bai Qi, so he would not let Wang Jian increase his momentum.

Once the opponent's killing intention was strong enough, he might not be able to suppress the opponent.

Lian Po is now eighty-six years old, and he can be said to be an old and wise man.

He naturally understood Wang Jian's idea.

But how could he let Wang Jian get his wish?

"Come and fight!"

Amid the surging blood, Lian Po punched straight at him.

The endless air was torn apart by this punch, and the fierce and violent weapons were all connected by this punch.

As a military strategist, Lian Po did not use any weapons.

In other words, his weapon was his fists.

Whether he had just joined the army or reached his current position, he always used only this pair of fists.

Fists are not like weapons. They will not be lost and cannot be lost.

Therefore, using fists as weapons requires the determination to win and the courage to die.

Only with such courage can the fists be invincible and invincible.

This punch was thrown, The sky and earth immediately changed color.

Wang Jian's eyes were also cold.

He took a step forward.

The violent killing intent seemed to be real.

The spear in his hand even burst out with dragon roars.

Then he fought with Lian Po.

Suddenly, thunders kept exploding in the sky.

There was also an endless terrifying aura that kept spreading.

And on the ground.

All the soldiers were now completely blood-thirsty.

Wherever they looked, there were broken limbs.

Under the pervasive ferocious soldiers, this place had become a forbidden zone for living things. Countless birds and beasts flew away, and insects fled, all running wildly towards the distance.

Even Ying Yan, who was still dozens of miles away, saw this scene.

"My Lord, the State of Zhao is desperate to perish together with the enemy. Meng Tian galloped on his horse, his face full of anxiety.

Ying Yan's eyes were also cold.

He glanced at the fierce battle in the sky.

He raised his arm.

"" Stop!"

This roar was like a thunderous shock. Under the order, everyone began to slow down.

Soon, they stopped.

Everyone looked at Ying Yan with confusion, but they didn't know what he was going to do.

Ying Yan said:"Everyone hold the reins!"

As he spoke, a faint golden light emanated from his body.

The light golden light permeated and enveloped all the five thousand cavalrymen.

Then, it suddenly sank underground.

At this moment, Ying Yan was actually going to use the method of earth veins to transport five thousand cavalrymen at once!

Ying Yan had never tried such a large number of people.

Moreover, with this method of earth veins, every additional person would increase the burden.

Now that there were five thousand cavalrymen, Ying Yan also felt unprecedented pressure.

Even the divine power in his body began to be consumed significantly.

Even with the nourishment of the power of the earth veins, it was a little insufficient at the moment.

But now, Ying Yan could not care so much.

The other party was so eager to fight with Wang Jian, it was obvious that he wanted to kill these three hundred thousand troops here as soon as possible.

Once these three hundred thousand troops were defeated... If the loss is here, then destroying Zhao will become a luxury.

And it seems that his record of yesterday has been spread.

Even if he goes to the Zhao Palace with the method of earth veins and kills the king, the other party must have been prepared.

In this world, the abilities of the various schools of thought are too weird.

For example, the legalists' words are followed by the law, or the Mohists' adherence to the rules.

Ying Yan has never fought with them, and does not know what their methods are.

Moreover, Zhao should also have a foundation.

This method is no longer feasible.

Then the 300,000 troops must be rescued!

Ying Yan led 5,000 cavalry to the battlefield using the method of earth veins.

And the 5,000 rock puppets also began to increase their speed, and half of their bodies sank into the ground.

The ground was like water, and their speed was twice as fast as before!