Chapter 127 Heaven will not destroy the Qin Dynasty!

Behind him, waves of deafening horse hoof sounds rolled in like thunder.

Zhang Liang turned his head in astonishment, his wide eyes filled with disbelief.

How is this possible? ! !
At the foot of the mountain, Long Qie led 8,000 infantrymen to gallop up the hillside, but he knew in his heart that no matter how fast they were, they could not surpass the speed of the hundreds of cavalry.

Fortunately, those were heavy cavalry and could not charge up the hill.

We just need to wait for his eight thousand men to arrive. If those cavalrymen know what to do, they can escape. Otherwise, once they are trapped in the crowd, they will be wiped out!

However, when Long Qie was halfway through his run, his eyes suddenly became extremely shocked, even revealing fear!

How can this be?!!!
Farther away, Xiang Liang and Han Cheng were looking at the battlefield.

They did not know the result of the cavalry raid led by Xiang Yu and Zhang Liang on the Qin army's new grain, but judging from Zhang Liang's waving of the flag just now, it seemed that they had achieved a major victory and requested reinforcements.

They did not expect that this major victory was not the burning of grain, but the enemy they had been looking forward to day and night, Qin Shi Huang, appeared before their eyes at this moment!

If they knew the truth, I'm afraid the 50,000-strong army would charge into battle immediately.

Even though the Qin army's new food was burned, it was good news for Han Cheng and Xiang Liang!
In joy, they sent Long Ju, the strongest general besides Xiang Yu, to lead 8,000 elite troops to support them.

However, at this moment, hundreds of cavalrymen suddenly rushed out from the foot of the mountain and headed straight for the hillside.

Han Cheng and Xiang Liang heard the noise and determined that it was heavy cavalry. They were surprised for a moment because heavy cavalry were rare in that era.

But that's all they have. What can a few hundred cavalrymen do?

If a real battle breaks out, if the infantry forms a square formation, this amount of cavalry rushing over may not be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

What's more, they actually charged towards the hillside, targeting Zhang Liang's team. It was simply a joke.

Heavy cavalry charging the hillside?
Isn't this courting death?

Therefore, Han Cheng and Xiang Liang did not take their charge seriously, they just waited patiently for Zhang Liang and Xiang Yu to bring back the news of victory.

However, at this moment, they witnessed a black tornado that raised a cloud of dust and rushed straight up the hillside.

Dust, accompanied by the torrent of iron hooves, swept up the hillside from bottom to top.

How can this be?!!!
At this moment, Qin Shi Huang, Zhang Liang, Long Qie, Han Cheng and Xiang Liang were all stunned.

It is already difficult for a horse to bear such earth-shaking force, let alone crashing into the hillside.

How can I get up there?

He actually rushed over???

The slope was only a few hundred meters long, but it was so steep that it was not a place where cavalry could consider charging, let alone heavy cavalry.

However, they rushed forward, not only violently but also at an astonishing speed.

The raised dust was flying all over the sky, the shaking earth was causing rocks to fly, and the thunderous sound of horse hooves made people's hearts tremble with every hit.

If such a force cannot break through, it would be fine.

But once they are allowed to climb the hillside, who can stop them...

Zhang Liang suddenly became anxious, his face ferocious, "Charge, everyone, charge! Regardless of everything, take down these three immediately! Quick!"

The rebels rushed forward frantically, and the soldiers in the front were about to touch Dahei and Xiaohei's shoulders and capture them. Dahei and Xiaohei looked back at Qin Shihuang for the last time, raised their knives, and committed suicide.

However, at this moment, their eyes widened.

I only see that person who always...

The First Emperor, whom they swore to protect with their lives, suddenly had his sleeves and hair rustling in the wind.

The power of the First Emperor was like that of a devil descending to the earth, rising violently. It seemed as if a dormant power in his body was awakening, making a deafening roar!

Boundless light suddenly bloomed in the eyes of the First Emperor, as if a god had descended from heaven. With a loud "boom", he stepped out!

As the sword flashed, an extremely huge white streak appeared in the air, carrying a domineering aura that swept away everything, and slashed past behind Dahei and Xiaohei.

Clang! ! !
Immediately afterwards, the first three rows of rebels, totaling more than twenty people, were instantly cut from top to bottom and from chest to abdomen, leaving three bright red blood lines.

Afterwards, the human bodies on both sides of the blood line slid down neatly as if they were precisely cut by an invisible giant knife.

Finally, blood gushed out from those bodies like fountains, dyeing the slope red. Even the fading afterglow of the setting sun was eclipsed, making it a tragic and beautiful feast of massacre on the hill.

"In the past, you have protected me from the wind and rain. Thank you for your hard work."

"Today, let me protect you. You are also the people of my Great Qin!"

The First Emperor took a step forward and landed in front of Dahei and Xiaohei. There was no living person standing within a dozen meters in front of them.

At this moment, Dahei and Xiaohei stared at their Majesty with wide eyes, shocked, their eyes already filled with tears.

Zhang Liang looked at the miraculous power that suddenly erupted from Qin Shihuang, with his mouth wide open enough to swallow an egg. He was so shocked that he felt as painful as if he had swallowed feces.

why! ! !
why? ? ?
Why are you all so seriously injured, so fragile that you can fall down with just the slightest touch, yet you can still burst out with such terrifying killing power in this desperate situation? ! !
This is simply God’s blessing!

It is God’s will that the Qin Dynasty will not be destroyed!!!

Zhang Liang's face was filled with grief, anger and despair.

This knife also frightened the rebels who followed behind. Even though they were fearless, they couldn't help but stop at this moment. This move instantly killed three rows of people. Could it be the reincarnation of a ghost?
Their faces were filled with fear and hesitation. How should they start facing such a god-like figure?

After killing for a long time, I still couldn't take his life. His physical strength was exhausted, but he could recover instantly. How can we fight this battle?
The rebels also began to feel desperate.

However, both Zhang Liang and the rebels fell into despair prematurely.

Because at this moment, the ground beneath their feet was shaking violently, the sound of horse hooves behind them was approaching like thunder, and the dust in the sky was floating to their feet.

The next moment, five great snow dragon riders came crashing down like a blizzard.

The three-meter-long spear, like an ice dragon emerging from the sea, instantly pierced through the first rebel at the bottom of the slope. The tip of the spear, with a cold glow, pierced through the chest and stabbed into the second rebel.

Then came the third, fourth, and fifth. Five people were pierced in succession. They were pushed by the iron bodies and flew backwards for more than 20 meters before they barely stopped. A deep gully was plowed out on the entire hillside.

The first batch of five Great Snow Dragon Riders made a stunning appearance, charging against the hillside and killing twenty-five people, shocking the world!
At this moment, after the five riders stopped, the metallic luster reflected from the horses and men added a bit of cold and murderous atmosphere.

It was like the gates of hell suddenly opened. The pressure made the whole world solemn and everything was silent. Only the dancing sand in the sky was telling of the silent shock.

On the steel spear, the bright red blood fell drop by drop, hitting the hard and cold ground. Each drop carried the remaining warmth of life and was branded with the cruelty of battle.

(End of this chapter)