The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"Now the main force of the Huns has been wiped out. Next, what should we do. Do you have any plans?" Shang Wen suppressed his inner excitement and said to Meng Tian.

"Plan, I want to hear your opinion." Meng Tian kicked the ball to Shang Wen again.

"My opinion is, yes, yes." Shang Wen raised his head. His expression became serious.

"Yes, what is it. Say it quickly." Meng Tian said while looking at Shang Wen's face.

"Retain people under the knife!" Shang Wen yelled out loud.

"Retain people under the knife." With this sound, Shang Wen had already begun to run to the front.

A Hun prisoner of war knelt to the ground. Head down. Tied back your hands. Distributed by the Beatles. Looks a bit cool. But the people dressed up by the officers standing behind showed no mercy at all. A sharp sword held high with both hands. Prepare a sword to chop off the head of the Huns.

The officer wearing a small plate-shaped sunken triangle did not hesitate to interrupt Shangwen. Swinging a sword and cutting off the head of the Huns. The head was cut with a sharp blade. Fall to the ground. On the chopped neck, chick sprayed bleeding mist. Blood mist splashed on the officer's face. The officer touched his hand. Blood on his face. Just like Guan Gong.

"Sigh." Shang Wen shook his head. It's too late.

"What's the matter?" Meng Tian quickly ran over to ask what happened.

"Why kill the prisoners?" Shang Wen asked Meng Tian, ​​turning around.

"This, this is nothing." Meng Tian explained.

"Nothing. This is a prisoner." Shang Wen asked.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. These are prisoners. Kill and kill. Besides, you are not saying that the Huns are unruly and rebellious. This will not kill their prestige." Meng Tian said.

Shang Wen heard this explanation. Did not say anything. After all, the Huns that I said were rebellious.

"But you can't kill like this, right? These are labor. I also plan..." Shangwen said.

"I know, I know. Repair railways. Repair railways. You also know." Meng Tian said in a low voice over Shang Wen.

"I understand and understand what you mean. But, you know the Qin State's way of accumulating merit. These people. Do this to get more credit. Besides, such a way has already existed a long time ago. Even General Bai Qi did the same. "Meng Tian poured out these methods that are often done in the army.

Shang Wen also understood. Think about those dynasties in later generations, in order to remember more merits. Often used some cruel methods to kill good and full merits. It was his own person who killed it. And Qin's legal system is very detailed. Soldiers can't do such a thing yet.

Oh, forget it. It was also the Huns who killed them, not from my clan.

"If this goes on, it's not a matter. I have to change it in the future." Shang Wen made such a request reluctantly.

"This is not easy to do." Meng Tian shook his head.

"By the way, you just said your plan for the next step. What is your opinion." Meng Tian immediately turned off the topic.

Shang Wen also understands. This guy did it on purpose. Want to change this cruel way of remembering merit. It's hard. Forget it, I don't want to.

"The next step, the next step is to sweep those tribes. The Huns have thousands or hundreds of people into one tribe. These tribes are scattered on the grasslands. Now, we have to eliminate a large army. Disperse. Look for these tribes. Get rid of the root of this scourge.” Shang Wen said.

"Well, I understand." Meng Tian nodded in approval.

"Do you think this will work. Now the main force of the Huns is annihilated. Then the people who stayed in those camps will become old and weak. The combat power is definitely not strong, so we will start to dispatch troops ranging from 10,000 to 8,000. According to a team of a thousand people or two units, the search is carried out. See the machine to search. The resistance is killed, and the surrender is regarded as labor. What do you think?" Meng Tian asked.

"En. Then you can arrange it." Shang Wen didn't know much about military command, so he had to decide. I also took a leisurely time.

"Well, I'm going to make arrangements." Meng Tian turned around to summon his generals.

Looking at the smoke, a mess of Huns camp. Shang Wen really didn't know what to say. And those headless corpses with their heads cut off.

"Oh!" Shang Wen sighed and went to rest.

The sun is about to set. The sky has become a piece of red. The weather is very dry. It seems that everything has to be ignited. Only at the moment of sunset can I feel a hint of coolness. The beaten-up boy drove a herd of cattle and sheep. He will return to the tribe before the sun goes down.

The boy stopped the horse and looked around. I can see my tribe clearly. White tent. It makes people feel warm. at this time. The horse started to be frightened. The horses are still restless. The teenager waved the whip in his hand. Control the horse herd.

A sharp arrow shot into the young man's back like lightning. The young man who tried his best to control the herd didn't notice it. The sharp arrow pierced the boy's body and landed on the grass in the distance. The boy's heart has been broken.

Rows in the distance, like a black wave, rushed across the flock of teenagers. Horse herd. The boy's body became a mass of flesh under the footsteps of horseshoes. The black wave did not stop because of the death of the boy. Instead, they rushed to the tribe in the distance.

It's near, it's near. The black wave suddenly sent out a row of things like black mist. Quickly across the sky. Fall in the tribe.

Those are rows of sharp arrows shot from the crossbow. The range of more than two hundred steps is beyond the reach of the Xiongnu's bow and arrow. Undifferentiated coverage shots. Many people in the tribe fell to the ground with arrows. Go through the tent and shoot the people in the tent mercilessly. The people in the open space were among them. There were countless sharp arrows hit on the body.

"Kill!" The two-thousand-member Qin army screamed for killing. The galloping cavalry rushed into the tribe of the Huns. The Huns who fought back were severed with sharp sabers.

One wave. Qin Bing has quickly passed through the tribe. Those who resisted have been chopped down to the ground.

"Kill, kill the resistance. Gather all the women. Quickly." An officer commanded with a sharp sword.

Teams of people began to turn their heads. Scattered searching for the enemy. The young Xiongnu waved his immature arms. Want to pull the bow and arrow away. An arrow passed directly through the throat. Kill it directly.

Bows and arrows were continuously emitted from the tent. A Qin Army soldier who opened the door curtain also had an arrow stuck in his arm. When a centurion saw it, he immediately cursed "trash." Then he took out a grenade. Lasso. Stay for a few seconds. Throw it in directly. The soldiers dispersed quickly.

"Boom." A mass of minced meat rushed out.

"See if there are any alive. Damn." The centurion commanded the people to kill in.

"You trash. Do you want to kill yourself? No matter what happens in the future. Just throw a grenade. Idiot. "The Centurion killed him elsewhere.

Such scenes began to be staged on the grassland.