Your Majesty, do not attack Rome yet, or the Qin Dynasty will perish!

At the fifth quarter of the Yin hour, as dawn breaks on the horizon.

“Wuwu!”

The melodious sound of horns broke the silence of dawn.

Troy, a pivotal city in Eurasia, faced an unprecedented war.

"Tap tap..."

Fifteen thousand Qin soldiers stepped out of the city gate with small, hurried steps, clad in black armor and wielding spears like a forest.

Three thousand white-horse warriors surrounded the central command platform, where a crimson banner with gold trim fluttered in the wind.

A tall figure stood on the command platform, with piercing eyes and a face as sharp as if carved by a knife.

For the first time in thousands of years, an Eastern army appeared here, just a step away from Europe.

The Macedonian Empire was able to traverse thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and conquer eastward, just as the Qin Dynasty was invincible.

Facing the Qin army was a coalition of 500,000 troops, with 200,000 Thracian and Greek soldiers from the Antigonid dynasty standing alongside five other nations.

"call!"

Gazing at the tranquil square formation that resembled a black tide, Kings Attalus, Mithridates III, and others couldn't help but feel a sense of gravity.

They had never seen such an elite army before; if there were, it would probably be Alexander the Great's army.

"snort!"

Philip V snorted and mocked, "Arrogant and ignorant Easterners."

"The great Macedonian army will crush them completely."

"All troops, attack!"

"Tick-tock!"

As a short, continuous blast of brass horns resounded in all directions, the allied forces moved instantly.

Two hundred thousand Greeks and Thracians formed the ancient Macedonian army.

At the very center stood sixteen heavily armed infantrymen, each wielding a six-meter-long spear and with a two-foot-diameter round shield hanging from their necks.

The fourth to sixth ranks held their spears at an angle, while the heavy infantry behind them either held their spears at an angle or perpendicular to the ground, each with their own posture.

The two flanks consisted of cavalry and some lightly armed spearmen, with the rear being a skirmish line of auxiliary troops.

A massive army formation of right-angled triangles appeared on the ground, sloping outwards and approaching the Qin army.

Three hundred thousand troops from the other five countries followed behind, dressed in different clothes and carrying a variety of weapons.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The attack of 500,000 men caused the ground to tremble, sending stones flying and dust billowing up.

From a distance, it looked like a huge sandstorm constantly approaching the city of Troy.

"Your Majesty."

"These barbarians probably don't think we're like uncivilized savages, do they?"

Han Shizhong pointed to the Allied forces formation not far away, his expression one of astonishment.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Yun, Gao Changgong, and other generals burst into laughter.

Such a military formation would be nothing more than sitting ducks in the face of crossbows; even the Zhou Dynasty eight hundred years ago wouldn't have been so foolish.

The Qin Dynasty's arrow formations swept across the six kingdoms, unifying the world. No one from the Central Plains would do such a foolish thing.

"These barbarians are not worth worrying about."

"Beat the drums, advance!"

Ying Xuan, standing on the command platform, waved his hand, never taking the enemy seriously.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Hundreds of large cowhide drums were struck by strongmen, the sound of which was like thunder and deafening.

“Wuwu!”

The melodious bugle call that followed was like a command, and 150,000 Qin soldiers moved in unison.

"Wind! Strong wind! Strong wind!"

Han Xin waved his command flag heavily, and the ten thousand crossbowmen at the front all pulled their triggers at the same time.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A deluge of triangular crossbow bolts streaked across the sky, raining down on the Macedonian phalanx like a storm.

Westerners never imagined that such powerful weapons as bows and crossbows would be deployed in such a systematic way, let alone that there was such a country.

When the Qin crossbow is launched with the wind at its back, it can cover at least 600 meters, and when fired directly, it can cover 400 meters.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At such close range, Antigonus's 200,000 troops simply did not have time to defend.

The heavy infantrymen didn't even have time to take out the small shields under their necks before being pierced through the body by the whistling crossbow bolts.

"No!"

Philip V looked terrified and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

However, this is only the first wave.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Immediately following, another 10,000 crossbowmen launched an attack.

The triangular arrowheads gleamed with a piercing sharpness under the first rays of morning sunlight.

"ah?!"

Nearly 10,000 people were nailed to the ground, their screams echoing endlessly.

Thirty thousand Qin crossbowmen launched three tiered attacks in an instant, killing at least tens of thousands of heavy infantrymen.

"Easterners are terrifying!"

Kings such as Atalus and Mithridates III, who were watching from the rear, felt their pores explode.

If their army were to suffer such an attack, they would probably turn tail and run.

The Antigonid dynasty, after all, inherited the Macedonian Empire from its homeland, and the army composed of Thracians and Greeks was not going to collapse so quickly.

"retreat!"

Han Xin waved his command flag again, and the 30,000 crossbowmen immediately retreated to the left and right flanks.

What was revealed to everyone was a thousand bronze chariots that had long since disappeared from the battlefields of the Central Plains.

"kill!"

Wang Yanzhang stood on one of the chariots and roared.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

A thousand bronze chariots rolled out of the Qin army formation, the sound of their wheels scraping the ground echoing across the land.

"What is that?"

The Antigonid generals were all shocked; they did not recognize what was before them.

A thousand bronze chariots, bathed in sunlight, surged forth like a bronze torrent.

The charioteer was completely focused on maneuvering the four horses, while the two guards on the left and right had bloodthirsty excitement in their eyes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

When the chariots clashed with the Macedonian army, two completely different forces clashed along the Aegean coast.

The Thracians and Greeks, struck by three volleys of crossbow bolts, lost some of their fighting spirit and were unable to respond immediately.

"Pfft!"

Where the tanks rolled, corpses littered the ground, their flesh mangled and bloody.

The left and right halberd wielders swung their long halberds frequently, reaping the heads of one enemy after another.

In an instant, the tightly packed Macedonian phalanx was completely destroyed, divided into small and medium-sized battlefields.

"All troops, advance!"

Having witnessed this moment, Han Xin made the decision to launch a full-scale attack.

"Advance!"

Di Qing, who was stationed at the rear, immediately grasped his intention and pointed his long sword straight ahead.

"The valiant Qin people, united in the face of national crisis, will fight to the death, their blood shed until their last drop is spilled!"

"The valiant Qin people, united in the face of national crisis, will fight to the death, their blood shed until their last drop is spilled!"

"The valiant Qin people, united in the face of national crisis, will fight to the death, their blood shed until their last drop is spilled!"

The 120,000 Qin soldiers advanced in perfect unison.

The ancient oath echoed amidst the roar, resounding throughout Troy.

Like a black dragon awakening, it proclaims to the west the arrival of the Qin Dynasty.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Leading the charge were 30,000 light infantrymen, leaping and charging into the fray, their longswords piercing the bodies of Thracians and Greeks one by one.

Immediately, the Antigonid army at the forefront was scattered and could no longer organize a defensive formation.

"Tap tap..."

Fifty thousand heavily armored infantrymen, each wielding a long spear, advanced slowly like a forest.

No matter how many enemies were in front of them, their expressions remained cold and indifferent.

Like a giant city wall, it rolled straight towards the allied forces.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The Qin army advanced rapidly, their spears piercing the bodies of Thracians and Greeks one after another, blood dripping from the spear tips onto the ground.

Thirty thousand light infantrymen had already appeared behind the enemy lines, pursuing the three hundred thousand-strong allied army of five nations who had not yet recovered their senses.

"No!"

"They are devils!"

"........."

The armies of the kingdoms of Pergamon, Pontus, and Cyprus lost their will to fight and fled in all directions.