Dating back to 2,000 years ago, the world's culture was dominated by the East. Dating back 2,000 years, the culture of the East was dominated by our ancestors.

This is precisely why the Eastern nations as a whole are lagging behind the West in modern times, but they are still able to stand tall and occupy their own place among the nations of the world.

Because in the culture of the Oriental people, there is its own unique spirit of national sacrifice.

This spirit was simply summed up by Mencius as: Born in sorrow and died in peace.

Ma Yue's understanding of this sentence is different.

In times of peace, the Oriental peoples are accustomed to drunken life and dreams, and they seem to be depraved and do not want to make progress. But every time they experience adversity, the Oriental nation can truly awaken the bravery and tenacity that sleeps in the blood, and only in times of adversity will the superiority of the Oriental nation be truly vividly reflected.

This is a sense of blood that other nations do not have, and because of this, the Oriental nation will never be crushed.

Even if the enemy is outnumbered, even if the attack and defense are easy, even if the front enemy is endless, I will go alone.

This is the romance and heroism of the oriental people.

The Changshui soldiers died, they went through countless difficult battles, but they could not resist the fierce death of the white horse righteous servants.

The old soldiers of Liangzhou died, and they escaped the stone-throwing attack of Weinan City, but they could not escape the surging spears and spears of the Jizhou army.

So many Liangzhou people died, but in this battle, Liangzhou people did not lose.

The stray arrow pierced through the armor on Guan Yu's body, and the arrow cluster pierced deep into the flesh, and the big silk with the inscription 'Liang Wang Covered Armor' shook on the horse's back, and fell to the ground with Guan Yu's body.

But in just a moment, the injured Guan Yu was snatched down by the Liang Guo soldiers who were surrounded behind, and then the Liang Cavalry Daxu was re-established by several soldiers, summoning more Liang Guo people to swarm on the chaotic battlefield.

The fierceness of the Changshui soldiers and the Liangzhou veterans aroused the ferocity of the new soldiers of Liangguo, so that they were no longer afraid of the white horse cavalry, nor were they afraid of death.

Even if Guan Yu was hit by an arrow, his arm was particularly weak, and he still chanted in his mouth: "Old Liangren, rush!" Rush! ”

There are times when we use outwit to achieve victory.

But sometimes, we win with bravery.

The two armies collided again, and Ma Yue, who was surrounding the periphery and commanding the cavalry, was surprised to find that the originally strict military formation of the Liangguo army was slowly dispersing. No, it can't be called a rout, but it is voluntary not to form a formation.

The collapse of the formation means that the soldiers have no morale and no desire for victory in the war, which will evolve into a rout and defeat.

But his subordinates of the Liang Kingdom not only did not retreat after the formation collapsed, but because every soldier had the belief that they would die, they went back to the Youji cavalry, and on the chaotic battlefield, Ma Yue burst into tears.

This is a battle in which 800 enemies are killed and 1,000 are self-inflicted.

The Liangguo infantry rushed towards the galloping white horse cavalry with a knife, and the Liangguo infantry led by the Liangguo infantry was knocked away by the horse before he could even swing the ring knife, and the armor on his body was smashed and flew everywhere. But then, the spear-wielding foot soldier seized the opportunity to poke his weapon into the white horse's body, but he was pierced through the body by the white horse cavalry's spear, and the third Liangguo foot soldier flew up and threw the white horse cavalry off his mount, and the short dagger pierced the silver armor one after another.

Han water and blood splashed everywhere, and the Liangguo foot soldier gasped and got up from the corpse, ignoring the wailing of the wounded and dying robe, and staggered towards the next white-armored enemy with a dagger.

Such scenes can be seen everywhere on the battlefield, his subordinates, his people, only the flame of revenge in their eyes, their minds are no longer clear, they are no longer affected by any bullshit morale or the wailing on the battlefield, they just want to kill one more enemy before they die for the robes who are lucky enough to live until the end of the war.

This is what Ma Yue does not want to see, he would rather admit that Ma Yue lost this war, and if he loses, he will lose, and we can make a comeback in a year or two!

But he can't order the withdrawal of the army, and the withdrawal of the army at this time means that he will not avenge the slaughter of Paoze, and he will not be relieved of the shame of the death of his father and brother.

"Cool riders listen to orders, swim and kill the enemy, and shoot everyone you see in white armor!" The tears on Ma Yue's face had already flowed down his cheeks, and the reins and hilt of the knife creaked as he held them.

There was only one way he could put an end to the chaos, if one of the armies on both sides was wiped out, or if morale collapsed completely.

In this case, in fact, the two methods are the same, and if people are gone, they will naturally have no morale, otherwise these men who are determined to die will definitely persist to the end.

Now whether it is the Liangguo Army or the Jizhou Army, they no longer care about victory or defeat, they don't even care about their lives, will they care about victory or defeat? They all fell into a frenzy, thinking only about killing the next enemy and then killing the next one.

The power of the crowd speaks, and although it is invisible, it tells the glory of every warrior on the battlefield. Fighting to the last moment is the glory of the warrior.

"Meng Qi, protect me to that place!" The Liangzhou cavalry loitered in detachments on the edge of the chaotic battlefield and began to shoot the white-armored enemy with their bows and crossbows. Ma Yue pulled out the ring knife at his waist, pointed to the black daqi in the center of the battlefield and said to Ma Chao: "The soldiers must be gathered together, they need to command." ”

Ma Chao looked at the place that Ma Yue was pointing at, and grabbed Ma Yue's reins, and said solemnly: "Uncle, let your nephew go, you sit on the periphery!" ”

It was the most chaotic place on the battlefield, although the soldiers of the Liang State were all charging with that flag, but all the Jizhou troops were also attacking towards that flag, and whoever stuck there might be in a different place.

"This is a military order!" The horse is in a hurry, his men are fighting to the death against the enemy for his glory, and what is the reason why he is sitting on the periphery? The two extremes of reason and emotion have never existed at the same time, not to mention the current situation, Ma Yue said angrily: "Release my reins, they are sending them to death!" ”

"Liangguo can be superb, but he can't live without his uncle." Ma Chao's arched hand fell, a smile slowly rose on his serious face, and his eyes glanced at Ma Yue's guards on the left and right, which were the Liangzhou armor-covered old soldiers he brought out with his own hands, and said softly: "Protect Your Highness, sit on the periphery." ”

Several Liang Wang armored horsemen immediately forked their hands to promise, and several horsemen changed their defensive formation in the blink of an eye to encircle Ma Yue in the middle, Ma Chao beat the horse away, turned his head and shouted: "Uncle, please wait for your nephew to survive, and then cure your nephew's sin!" ”

As the black horse galloped out, the white fox fur was ripped open and flew up, revealing the dark black armor like a streamer and crashing into the chaotic battlefield with an iron spear.

Ma Chao was followed by the seven hundred cavalry of the Liang Kingdom.

Fight your way into battle.

Ma Yue didn't care so much, and although he was angry, he hurriedly adjusted his tactics, sending Yan Xing to encircle the rear of Gongsun Zhan's soldiers and horses, while the rest of the Liangzhou cavalry hung on the edge of the battlefield and sniped one enemy after another in white armor with strong bows and crossbows.

The sky is getting dark, and it has fallen into a night battle, the white armor and white horse of the Youji cavalry have become the best targets, while the black armor of the Liangzhou soldiers has become a natural protective color.

Ma Yue could feel that the scales of war were slowly shifting to his side.

In the middle of the battlefield, Ma Dai and Ma Chao carried Daxu and horses forward, surrounded by countless Liangguo soldiers, and the commanders would continue to besiege the small army formation composed of more than 1,000 people in front.

Gongsun Zhan's soldiers and horses are only a little bit left, and there is no way to escape in the siege, but it further arouses the ferocity of the White Horse Yicong army, and they have dismounted and formed a formation to protect Gongsun Zhan's regiment in the middle.

But it's useless, even if they don't die at this time, they can only end up in a corner to resist the Liang army, and the infantry soldiers surrounded by the Liang army are more than ten times more than theirs, but they don't attack for the time being, but they stretch the strong crossbow bow round, and just wait for an order to be fired with ten thousand arrows.

The horses paced the horses, and the scattered Jizhou soldiers and horses were all killed, and the corpses made the battlefield uneven, and the horses walked high and low, and they couldn't run fast at all. The bloody breath all over the ground drilled into his nose like crazy, but it couldn't stop the anger in his heart. Wang Shuang was injured by a horse, Guan Yu was hit by several arrows, and Guan Ping was lost in the battlefield and didn't know where he went.

The generals are still like this, not to mention the ordinary soldiers, who are actually five or six out of ten casualties, how can Ma Yue not be angry?

When he walked to the front of the formation, he didn't shout words such as persuasion to surrender, but simply leaned over and squinted his eyes to search for Gongsun Zhan's figure, and soon saw Gongsun Chan guarding with knives on the left and right among the many figures. The muscles on Ma Yue's face twitched stiffly and cruelly, and he nodded slowly, which was regarded as a greeting.

The surviving White Horse Yicong around Gongsun Zhan are all real warriors killed in the sea of corpses and bones, they deserve respect, and they deserve Ma Yue to provide them with a decent way to die.

Therefore, there was no persuasion, no surrender, Ma Yue simply waved his hand.

"Shoot the arrows, and leave no arrows." Turning the horse's head, leaving the Jizhou sergeant with a swaying ponytail and a majestic back, Ma Yue whispered: "Send the Youji warriors...... Dead! ”

As a general named Liangzhou roared out a cruel military order in a hoarse voice similar to the wind and sand blowing in Liangzhou, the sound of the strings resounded through the battlefield, and tens of thousands of arrows flew out at the same time, even the moonlight was obscured, and then the rain of arrows like locusts fell in the formation of Jizhou soldiers and horses.

Ma Chao gritted his teeth and shouted: "Wind!" ”

The crossbow creaked, and the bow arm bent the arrow as if it couldn't bear it.

"Shoot!"

No matter how many arrows break through the air, they will land on the battlefield that is no more than 3,000 steps long.

"Onward, wind! Shoot! ”

"Forward, forward! Shoot! ”

With each step forward, Sergeant Liangzhou poured arrows on the step ahead. Until...... Arrows filled the land, leaving not a single enemy left standing.

Ma Yue craned his neck, looking at the battlefield where the corpses were strewn all over the field, the crow's cry was particularly piercing in the night, and King Liang pointed his horse whip at Yecheng.

"Destroy their dock forts, tear down their arrow towers!"