The Sophora River comes from the Taihang Mountains and flows from west to east through the mainland, separating the two fortress houses on the front line of Zhao State from Haoyi.

By the Sophora River, on top of a lush tree, a goshawk was looking at the surrounding scene with its sharp eyes.

"Hey..."

I don't know what I saw with my eyes, but after a loud eagle cry, the goshawk's wings suddenly opened, and it lifted its body powerfully and flew into the sky.

Soaring in the boundless sky, looking down at the kingdom beneath him with sharp eyes, the majesty of the sky overlord is vividly displayed in this goshawk.

Suddenly, the goshawk's figure came to a standstill, and its entire body fell straight down like a black arrow.

When it dropped to a certain height, the goshawk quickly stopped and landed steadily on a pair of arms.

Feeling the extra weight on his arms, Zhongshan Gong Ji Heng, who was on the horse, couldn't help but look over.

Looking at such a handsome goshawk in front of him, Ji Heng stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the extremely smooth black feathers, with a smile in his eyes.

Although most of the people in the country are Xianyu people who make a living by raising animals, hunting, and iron smelting, it does not mean that there is no intersection between Zhongshan Kingdom and the nomadic tribes in the North.

On the border between the Zhao Kingdom and the Northland Nomads, there has been no shortage of faces from Zhongshan people over the years, and this goshawk was a gift to Zhongshan Gong from the Northland nomadic tribes.

Long Jia, who was riding on a horse beside him and had already put on a pair of Zhongshan General's armor, looked at the goshawk resting on Zhongshan Gong's arm, with a trace of envy that could not be concealed in his eyes.

After all, which general doesn't long for such a handsome goshawk?

After watching for a long time, Long Jia silently withdrew his gaze and shifted his gaze to the surrounding Zhongshan soldiers.

At this moment, the scorching sun above the sky was emitting dazzling light, reflecting the cold light of the armor worn by the Zhongshan Army.

That's right, the soldiers standing around Longjia were not wearing simple and thin military uniforms, but strong and thick iron armor.

To be able to repeatedly defeat the invading Zhao army, the Zhongshan Kingdom must have something special, and its sophisticated iron smelting skills are an important point.

Relying on strong iron armor, sharp iron swords, and superb skills honed by hunting in the Taihang Mountains, the Zhongshan Army's combat power can be described as formidable.

"Woo..."

The sound of the horn blowing in the distance interrupted Long Jia's gaze around, and his eyes turned to the Zhao army's formation in front.

His lips pursed slightly, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes as he looked forward. Long Jia knew that the Zhao army on the opposite side was about to launch an attack.

"Dong dong dong..."

Sure enough, the passionate war drums sounded, and the Zhao army's formation slowly moved towards the direction of the Zhongshan army.

"General Longjia."

Ji Heng, who was riding on a war horse, also saw Zhao Jun's movements. He immediately looked at Long Jia beside him with a somewhat inquiring gaze.

"Now that the Zhao army has taken the initiative to launch an offensive against our army, should our Zhongshan army immediately fight?"

"No, Zhao Jun is eager to fight at this moment, which is when his morale is high."

He raised his right hand and slowly pointed forward. Long Jia's entire body was filled with calmness.

"What our army has to do at this time is not to rush forward and confront Zhao Jun head-on, but to wait for work and consume Zhao Jun's fighting spirit."

"Okay, just follow what the general said."

With a look of trust on his face, Ji Heng slowly raised his right hand, and quickly waved the Chinese army banner behind him.

Along with the flying banner, the entire Zhongshan Army formation composed of many elite soldiers immediately entered a battle-ready state.

There were no unnecessary movements or many words. With just one glance, one could feel the power of the Zhongshan soldiers under the armor.

"Defend the enemy!"

The heavy shield in front of the military formation was hit hard on the ground, and sharp halberds quickly stretched out from the smoke and dust.

Holding his own weapon in his hand, his eyes were always looking at Sergeant Zhao who was getting closer and closer. The breathing of Sergeant Zhongshan continued to become louder.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of breaking through the air sounded in the air, and just as they entered the shooting range of their respective bows, both sides shot their long arrows almost at the same time.

Countless arrows rained down on both sides of the phalanx, and there were bursts of painful wails immediately.

However, the Zhongshan Army still had an advantage in this bow and arrow duel. The strong iron armor they wore blocked most of the arrows for the soldiers.

Time passed quickly in rounds of arrow rain duels, and the distance between Zhongshan Army and Zhao Army was getting smaller and smaller.

With a loud "boom" sound, the two rampaging tanks finally collided.

What follows is a brutal contest of long swords clashing with long swords, and halberds colliding with halberds.

As the swords were swung, blood filled the entire battlefield; as the two sides fought, some soldiers always fell down forever.

In the life-and-death collision, the battle line between the two sides shifted several times and turned into a stalemate for a long time.

Looking at the changing situation on the battlefield in the distance, and on the chariots of the Zhao military formation, Zhao Wang Zhao Zhong looked calm.

Zhao Zhong, who had been in battle for a long time, was naturally calm, but the young master beside him was obviously unable to stand.

"Father, when the two armies are at a standoff, it is our army's opportunity to win or lose in one fell swoop."

Bowing to Zhao Zhong, King of Zhao, Gongzi Zhi immediately called for battle: "I would like to lead five hundred chariots, break into the Zhongshan Army's formation from the flank, and deliver a fatal blow to the Zhongshan Army."

After hearing Gongzi Zhen's request for a fight, King Zhao Zhong thought for a while and finally agreed to the other party's request.

"Okay, if you win this battle, I will give you a heavy reward."

"Father, don't worry."

After bowing to Zhao Zhong, the charioteer beside Gongzi Zhong immediately urged the chariot to leave.

A moment later, a huge chariot force broke away from the Zhao Army's square formation and quickly rushed towards the Zhongshan Army's formation on the opposite side.

The chariots were naturally invincible on the plains, carrying huge kinetic energy. The Zhao army's chariots rushed directly into the Zhongshan Army's phalanx.

Instantly, the Zhao Army's chariots were almost unstoppable, tearing a hole in the Zhongshan Army's phalanx with extremely high efficiency.

At this moment, the Zhongshan Army was retreating again and again, and it seemed that its decline was fully demonstrated, and the balance of victory seemed to be tilted towards Zhao Army.

But just when the Zhao army thought they were sure of victory, an army appeared on their flank, and with them, smoke and dust filled the sky.

When the team gradually approached, and when some figures finally appeared in the smoke and dust, Zhao Zhong almost blurted out their identities.

"It's the Zhongshan Army, it's the chariot of the Zhongshan Army."

It was almost a reappearance of the scene just now. Under the leadership of the general Lechi, the chariot troops of the Zhongshan Army rushed into Zhao's rear army with an unstoppable attitude.

The situation seemed to have reversed at this moment, and the outcome of both sides also changed accordingly.
Chapter completed!