On the other side, Han Zhaoqing led his 100,000-strong army and headed towards the 13th Division.
By the time they left the military camp, it was already dark.
"Milord, the sky is dark now and it is not suitable for marching. Are we really going to rush to Thirteen?”A subordinate was worried.
If it wasn't for a sneak attack, it would be a big taboo to march at night.
However, Han Zhaoqing was not here for a sneak attack, nor was he here for a long-distance rescue. He was here to save Thirteen Elements. Anyone who knew the art of war would know that this was not a good time.
Unfortunately, Han Zhaoqing didn't have any inkling in his stomach. The deputy general was bought with money, so how could he know how to lead troops to war?
He now had 100,000 soldiers in his hands and was obviously arrogant. He said proudly,"What are you afraid of? The enemy only has five thousand soldiers, while we have one hundred thousand!”
"Even 100,000 can't defeat 5,000 people? That's impossible!" Han Zhaoqing said with contempt.
From ancient times until now, other than Xue Rengui, who could defeat two hundred thousand soldiers with three thousand cavalry and one hundred and ten thousand Goguryeons with two thousand black-armored cavalry, no one had ever been able to defeat an army of one hundred thousand soldiers with just a few thousand men!
In Han Zhaoqing's eyes, this battle was almost certain to be won.
However, Han Zhaoqing's confidence did not affect the soldiers. The subordinate was still worried and frowned." But the other party is all iron. This has never happened before!"”
The difference in weapons was a huge challenge.
In ancient times, when Qin Shihuang's ironware appeared, the bronze countries were defeated.
During the Yuan Dynasty, the Mongolian cavalrymen with compound short bows swept across half of the continent.
At that time, the army of the Central Plains was mainly infantry. In an era without barbed wire and armored vehicles, even with machine guns, it was difficult to withstand the charge of cavalry.
In the Manchu Empire, riding and archery were the rule. He had defeated the Ming Dynasty.
Almost every time a weapon was updated, a new dynasty would rise and an old dynasty would fall.
Now that Shen Feng had a huge and unprecedented weapon, this subordinate was very worried." What if the saber can't cut through?”
If they were really invulnerable, then there was no need to fight this battle.
Han Zhaoqing was not so worried. He said in high spirits,"We have 100,000 people. Each of us can drown them with a mouthful of water. How can we lose? It doesn't exist!"
"But…"
The subordinate wanted to say something, but Han Zhaoqing glared at him." Shut up, or I'll charge you with disturbing the morale of the army. Be careful not to lose your head!"”
The subordinate quickly shut his mouth and retreated sulkily, not daring to say another word.
In front of the army, it was indeed inappropriate to say such words to diminish one's prestige.
The 100,000 troops marched towards the 13th unit, and the entire journey was strangely quiet.
The village next to it was completely dark. There wasn't even a candle.
Usually, there would be more or less barking, but now, there was nothing to be heard.
It was eerily and terrifyingly quiet.
"The situation doesn't seem right."
"It's unexpectedly quiet."
"Usually, when I come here, I can see the thirteen rows of lights.”
"It's so quiet tonight that there's not even a bird.”
The soldiers whispered among themselves. Even they could feel the strange atmosphere.
This was clearly not right.
Han Zhaoqing panicked. Even if he didn't understand the art of war, he could still see the problem.
However, when he thought of Deng Tingzhen's orders and the 100,000 men in his hands, he felt more confident.
So what if the other party had three heads and six arms? He had 100,000 soldiers. If he couldn't defeat them, he could send his soldiers to their deaths to stall Shen Feng. He could just escape.
Anyway, it was so chaotic now. At most, he could just go somewhere else and buy another official position.
Han Zhaoqing made up his mind and shouted at the soldiers," What are you panicking for? You have 100,000 soldiers, how can you not defeat 5,000 of them? Immediately rush to the 13th line. Anyone who disobeys will be killed.”
Such a powerful order made the soldiers 'hearts tighten. They did not dare to disobey and could only advance with low morale.
Soon, they arrived at the 13th row. Seeing the hellish scene in front of them, everyone's face was rather pale.
Countless barbarian corpses were lying on the road. Some of the corpses were even crushed by tanks, their waists turned into meat paste.
Even now, the Pearl River was still blood-red, and the strong smell of blood assailed his nostrils.
The most terrifying thing was that the once prosperous buildings of the Thirteen Rows had all collapsed and turned into ruins!
What kind of power was this to demolish all the buildings in such a short period of time?
"Even if I tear it down, I won't be able to finish it in a day!”
"How many treasures are buried here?"
"There are corpses everywhere.”
These soldiers were short-sighted and thought that all the weapons in the world were as slow as their bows and spears.
They simply could not understand the terror of firearms.
How could they resist if they couldn't even see the bullets clearly? They could only stand and be slaughtered.
Han Zhaoqing's hands and feet turned cold as he looked at the corpses.
He got off the horse awkwardly and came to the corpse to examine the wound carefully.
When he saw the small holes on his body, his expression changed drastically. They were all caused by foreign guns.
Moreover, judging from the depth of the wound, its power was even more terrifying than a barbarian's spear.
Just as Han Zhaoqing was feeling unsettled, a rumbling sound came from the distant sky.
Puzzled, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw eight black Blackhawk Bombers flying over from the sky…
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