The five recruits of Mang Village arrived at the military camp outside Xianyang City.
There were already 50,000 troops gathered here, of which only 20,000 were veterans who had experienced war, and the remaining 30,000 were newly recruited recruits.
When the news of the passing of Wei Wuji, Lord Xinling of the State of Wei, came, the State of Qin began to take action and sent the old general Meng Ao to lead the army.
The first batch of troops was 200,000 strong.
However, although Wei Wuji was dead, the Wei Kingdom still had an elite army that blocked the advance of the Qin Kingdom's army. They were the famous trump card army, the Wei Wu Soldiers!
They were elite heavy infantrymen trained by the Wei Country's Marshal, Wu Qi, a hundred years ago. Today, they had been passed down from generation to generation.
A hundred years ago, the soldiers of the Wei Dynasty followed Wuqi to fight in the south and north. They took down Hangu Pass and experienced sixty-four battles of all sizes. They seized more than five hundred miles of land on the west bank of the Yellow River and compressed the Qin Country into a narrow and long area west of Mount Hua.
The most famous battle was the Battle of Yinjin. Wuqi led 50,000 Wei soldiers and defeated 500,000 Qin soldiers. It was also a famous battle in history where the number of people defeated the number of people.
Because of this, the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, had no choice but to mobilize another 50,000 troops and send them to the front line to provide support.
If Boor remembered correctly, it should be the year 242 B.C., the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, was 17 years old, and the Prime Minister, Lu Buwei, was in charge of the imperial court.
"Name."
"Boor?"
"How old are you?"
“15！”
“..........”
The Qin soldier in charge of registration subconsciously raised his head to look at the boorish man, then quickly retracted his gaze.
After completing the registration, Boor received a wooden token that symbolized his identity. Then, a veteran of the State of Qin took him to the military arsenal to receive the corresponding equipment.
The Qin country's military resources were not endless.
Therefore, only seasoned soldiers were qualified to use bronze halberds, spears, and spears, as well as wear leather and light armor.
As for the new recruits, they could only prepare their own weapons or use bronze swords to kill the enemy.
For example, Boor had brought an axe with him and was wearing a wolf-skin shirt, which could barely be considered leather armor.
"Are you good at archery?"
"I won't."
"Then choose a bronze sword and a wooden round shield.”
"There's no need for the bronze sword. I'm more used to it.”
Boor pointed at the axe at his waist and said.
In terms of throwing skills, he was definitely within twenty meters and never missed.
However, if he threw the axe out, he would have no way to retrieve it. It would be equivalent to losing his weapon.
The old soldier in charge of distributing weapons glanced at the axe at Boor's waist. It was only half a meter long, but it was quite effective for cutting wooden shields.
"Have you thought it through? On the battlefield, every inch was an inch of danger.”
"Yes."
Boor nodded and said.
The length of a bronze sword was generally about one meter.
In comparison, his axe was only half a meter long, which meant that his attack range was reduced by half.
However, compared to a straight sword, Boor was more used to using a savage and violent axe. It was filled with power and could cut off the head of his opponent with one swing.
If it wasn't for the fact that there were no axes in the military arsenal, he would have taken two axes and gone into battle to kill the enemy.
After all, in this era, bronze swords and halberds were common. Weapons such as long sabers, axes, meteor hammers, and snake spears had not been developed at all.
"Alright, whatever you want."
Shrugging his shoulders, this Qin country veteran said indifferently.
He was only responsible for distributing weapons. As for what they wanted to choose, it was not his business.
If they were veterans of the State of Qin, they might have to unify the use of weapons to facilitate the formation of an army to fight the enemy.
However, new recruits didn't have to go through so much trouble. They could bring their own weapons or pick a few from the military arsenal of the new recruits. They would actually be cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Boor took a wooden round shield and followed the Qin veteran out of the military depot.
"This is General Meng. You can follow him from now on.”
"Yes."
Boor glanced at the young man in front of him. He was about two or three years older than him.
Now, he had become a hundred-man general and was in charge of hundreds of people.
Such a young Hundred Generals was truly rare. It seemed like this Hundred Generals Meng was also someone with strong martial arts.
"What's your name?"
"Boor."
"You give me a very special feeling.”
"A special feeling?"
"It's like a suppressed beast.”
Meng Baijiang placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and said with a smile.
He was born into a family of generals. He started practicing martial arts at the age of five, started fighting at the age of twelve, and joined the battlefield at the age of fifteen.
Up until now, he had already killed 47 enemy soldiers. This bravery had made him a general of 100 men and a doctor. He could be said to be young and promising.
If not for his young age, he would have been transferred to a higher position.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Meng Tian.”
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