Later Hangzhou City was located on the banks of Qiantang River, surrounded by West Lake. It has outstanding people and prosperous places, and is famous all over the world.

The so-called heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.

At the end of the Warring States Period, Suzhou, as the capital of the former Wu Kingdom, was developed in depth. However, in comparison, Hangzhou, which guarded the Qiantang River estuary, was just a pass without much reputation.

The State of Chu conquered Yue and occupied the land of Jiangdong. The remnants of Yue moved south. The south was filled with jungles and rivers were crisscrossed. Due to the restraint of the Warring States in the north, the State of Chu had no extra power and continued to penetrate the land in the south.

After gaining a foothold, the Chu people built a pass on the Qiantang River in later generations, where the Fuchun River entered the sea, which the Chu people called Qiantang.

Qiantang Pass guards the important roads for the Yue people to go north.

Over the years, the Yue people in the south have dispersed their power and have long lost the intention of advancing north. With the power of Chu, these retreating Yue people want to go north is tantamount to shaking a tree.

Even though the Qin and Chu battles, the men from Jiangdong went north to support Xiang Yan and defend the empty space. The remaining Jiangdong children seemed to have never taken the Yue people from the south seriously.

On this day, the sky was just dawning, and there was a thick mist in the slight morning light.

In the south of the Yangtze River, there is sufficient water vapor, and it is not uncommon for heavy fog weather like this.

The city walls of Qiantang Pass are hidden in the thick fog, and only a little outline can be vaguely seen.

"Oh--"

On the pass, there were a few Chu soldiers on duty, sleepy eyes and kept yawning.

The Chu army has not yet rotted to the roots, and the rules of duty at night are still sticking to it, but they feel a bit like a decent look.

There are less than ten soldiers on duty in such a huge pass, which is unreasonable.

"When the end of the hour of Mao, I should change it back, right?"

A soldier was strapped and his eyelids were fighting. He was on duty for a night like this, even if he sniffed secretly in the middle of the night, he was still a little listless.

"Yes, there are no enemies in the south, so I don't know what the purpose of being on duty like this."

Another soldier leaned on the long halberd in his hand and did not raise his head.

In the impression of these soldiers, Qiantang Pass was never attacked. Over time, the relaxation of spirit is inevitable.

In the environment of great struggles in the Warring States Period, the guard system that has been tempered by the major warring countries is still on the border and continues to abide by.

Compared with the north where strong enemies are surrounded by powerful enemies, the Yue people in the south are weak and not enough to put more pressure on the Chu people.

While the soldiers on the city wall were chattering, in the thick fog outside the city, a 27 or 28-year-old man from Yue was holding a sword in his hand, looking at the direction of the pass.

He is quite strong, with a disheveled hair, a cluster of burning flames tattooed on his forehead, and is wearing simple leather armor.

"Young Master Wu Rui, Qian Tang Pass that has blocked you for a hundred years is ahead. As long as you capture this level in front of you, the rich Jiangdong land will be presented to you."

Next to Wu Rui, Gan Luo, dressed in Yue people's costume, pointed at Qian Tang in the fog and smiled.

As the son of Wu Yin, the leader of the Wushang Yue tribe, Wu Rui was brave and good at fighting, and had a calm personality. He was the best candidate to lead the Yue people to the north.

Wu Yin stayed behind to take care of the base camp, rather than following Ganluo to the north.

In case of failure to go north, Wu Yin still wants to keep Wushang's retreat.

"Just Changshi Gan, just call me Wu Rui."

Wu Rui withdrew his gaze and smiled on his face: "How can the son of a small tribe leader be worthy of the name of a young man?"

When he was a child, Wu Rui followed his father Wu Yin and went north to the Central Plains and saw a lot of worldly affairs. The title of young master cannot be called casually.

"Young Master Wu Rui doesn't have to mind." Gan Luo replied, "If it were the Spring and Autumn Period, the young master belonged to the monarch's son. But now, the children of wealthy families can be called young masters."

"What's more, after the mission to attack Chu in the north, you will be the son of the Marquis of the King of the Kings, so you can naturally be called the Prince."

Gan Luo often reminds Wu Yin and Wu Rui that after destroying Chu, Wu Yin will be rewarded for being a marquis.

If you cannot be called king, you can only be granted a title of marquis, passed down from generation to generation, and your fief is in Jiangdong. Such conditions are worth Wu Yin's efforts.

The information is clearly displayed. The current land of the Chu State in Jiangdong is really empty.

"Transfer, attack!"

After the subordinates behind him finished their deployment, Wu Rui pointed his sword forward, and the Yue people, who were not afraid of death, carried a simple cloud ladder, hidden in the thick fog, and ran towards Qian Tang quickly.

There was no soles of feet wearing shoes, and when I ran, there was almost no sound.

Wu Rui's eyes were filled with enthusiasm. Deep in his heart, he had long hoped to return to the circle of Central Plains culture. After staying in the south for a long time, he became more and more disgusted with the barbaric state of barefoot tattoos.

Wu Rui and Gan Luo led the remnants of Yue Kingdom to break through the Qiantang Pass and break into Jiangdong, Meng Tian also led the Qin army to launch a strong attack on Xinyang City.

Just after the You hour, the sun gradually moved to the west and landed behind the Qin army.

The afternoon sun was not very strong, and the front face shone on the head of Xinyang City, Chu Jun's vision was still greatly affected.

Meng Tian never attacked the Chu army in the afternoon, caught the Chu army off guard.

“Huhuhuhu——”

"Swish swish swish swish--"

The Qin army formation kept making noises breaking through the air, and it continued.

Spear-like crossbow arrows and stone bullets the size of wine jars were sprinkled at the head of Xinyang City.

When fighting head-on, it is impossible to avoid casualties. The Qin army's military formation has reached three hundred steps outside Xinyang City.

This distance fell within the range of the Chu army's catapult. However, the Qin army's catapult car had a fast bullet speed and no manpower to pull it. It aimed accurately and quickly suppressed the Chu army's catapult.

Cooperating with the crossbow, the Qin army's heavy weapons played a significant role. At the head of Xinyang City, there were only Chu army's crossbow arrows and stones that threw stones and counterattacks.

The Qin army could still withstand this damage.

The so-called kindness does not control the army, and more often, the general needs to drive the soldiers to bleed.

Meng Tian stood on the earth slope six hundred steps away, expressionless, calmly observing the contest beside the city wall.

Zhang Tuo, the first-class man selected by Meng Xue, was fearless and fearless, carrying a ladder and pushing a car to crash, and quickly approached the Xinyang city wall.

Behind him there were crossbows and catapults, and he approached the Xinyang City Wall, but he did not suffer much casualties.

In the era of cold weapons, the most difficult period for troops responsible for siege is when climbing over the city wall and climbing onto the city.

As long as you gain a firm foothold on the city wall and form an army, it will be much smoother.

Only after witnessing the Qin army soldiers falling from the ladders one by one, the stones thrown behind the battlements of the city wall were constantly hitting the soldiers under the city wall. Meng Tian truly realized the cruelty of ancient siege wars.

What has passed is a living life, but in this vast battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, the dead are just a simple name or number.

Xiang Yan personally took charge of Xinyang, and the Chu army was not that easy to deal with.

Meng Tian did not think about conquering Xinyang within one day, but continued to hold Xiang Yan back and prevent him from getting out easily.

"Xiang Yan, Xiang Yan, if you learn that someone has taken over Jiangdong's hometown, I think you can still keep calm..."

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