The distance between the first and second rows is somewhat close, so the angle of the swing is also important.

If you use too much force, you may injure your own people, and if you use too little force, you may not be able to cut down the enemy.

The horse chopping knife was ordered by Wang Buxing to be made according to the imaginary appearance of the Mo knife.

As for the difference in the end, there is no way to verify this, anyway, historical records record that the Mo knife was invented according to the improvement of the Han Dynasty's horse chopping knife.

The Mo knife of the Tang Dynasty was made of iron.

In later generations, iron was called Damascus steel.

And now, this kind of material has not yet appeared, and even if it does, the Han Dynasty has not yet passed through the Western Regions, so it will not be able to come up with this material for a while.

When the Tang Dynasty was equipped with Mo Dao, it had already mastered the smelting technology of iron.

With good materials, you can naturally create weapons that you want.

But now the Han Dynasty has no good materials, so they can only take the best materials they already have in their hands.

Single-sided cutting is adopted, and the back is thickened to ensure the strength of the blade.

'Bang ......'

A dull thud came.

Gao Shu could clearly feel that the horse chopping knife he was holding in his hand was encountering strong resistance.

But it's only for a moment.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Hun cavalryman who had been cut down by himself flew backwards upside down.

The speed of the war horse, the speed of the chopping knife, at a certain moment, the relative speed of the two reached almost seventy or eighty miles.

And under this kind of impact directly opposite, even if the opposite side wears animal skin armor, it still does not help.

While still in mid-air, the Hun who had been hit had become two sections, and the wound was diagonally from the left upper arm to the waist.

The blood of the internal organs was scattered all over the ground, not only Gao Shu was stunned for a moment, but Liu Sangou, who had been watching cautiously in front of him, was also stunned.

"......" Liu Sangou didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at the moment.

This saber is so powerful?

Can you cut someone in two at once?

Of course, it was not only the two of them who were stunned there, but also the Huns behind.

Obviously, they didn't expect that the weapons in the hands of the Han army would be so sharp.

After a knife, the whole person became two halves, and many people looked at the scimitar in their hands, thinking that even if they cut ten knives and eight knives, they would not be able to do it.

'Hiss......'

Suddenly, the cry of a war horse came from behind him.

'Bang ......'

This was followed by the sound of heavy objects slamming on the ground.

Takaki wanted to look back, but it was too late.

The second enemy was already in front of him.

Gao Shu, who has successfully won a human head, hurriedly adjusted his mentality.

And the horse chopping knife in his hand also gave him endless confidence.

The hand raised the knife and fell, or the Hun cavalry was cut to the ground.

Either they are forced to make all sorts of evasive moves.

The success rate of Gao Shu's attack is not 100%, but the probability of the enemy trying to break through this formation is almost zero.

The first platoon guided the direction of the attack of the Hun cavalry, and the second platoon either got the heads or made them panic.

The third row directly cut off the horse's legs, and the horses that lost their front legs could only hook straight and smash down to the front.

And the Huns on the war horses could only fall forward with the impact at this time.

The soldiers in the fourth row were already ready, and at the moment when the Huns fell to the ground, they directly raised their knives and slashed down.

It is very difficult to fall off the war horse or use this method, to react the moment it hits the ground and avoid the attack from the opposite side.

What's more, the other side is still looking at you all the time, and the three-meter-long big knife makes it difficult for you to dodge no matter where you dodge.

And the weapon in his hand was lost the moment he fell off his horse.

Even if there are Huns holding scimitars, it is useless, how can their scimitars with a straight line length of less than one meter compare with people's three-meter-long broadswords?

One of the Hun cavalrymen reacted the moment the horse's leg was cut off and jumped down.

He rolled around on the ground twice, and because he was fast enough, he dodged the attack of the fourth row.

Although the soldiers in the fourth row were already facing away from him at this moment, he had no chance to turn around and attack.

The broadswords of the fifth row had already slashed down at him.

Due to the previous evasive maneuver that had delayed him for some time, his whole body was still half-kneeling on the ground.

At this time, the big knife on his head was only less than a meter away from him, and if he wanted to dodge again, his right leg would definitely not be able to dodge.

Therefore, the Hun cavalryman could only grit his teeth and raise his scimitar, wanting to take the blow hard.

'Bang ......'

Violent crashing sounds, huge impact.

The Hun cavalry only felt as if their hands were about to be broken.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the weapon, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but gasp.

His own scimitar was about to be cut off.

However, the crisis is far from over.

The broadsword continued to press the scimitar and fell down rapidly, and the previous frontal attack made his hands numb, and he couldn't use his strength at all.

I want to continue to lift up, but I can't lift it.

In the blink of an eye, he felt a tingling pain in his right shoulder, and then he felt a warm sensation in his body.

The pain became more and more painful, and the body became weaker and weaker, and even the vision began to blur gradually.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look and find that the big knife had entered my body without knowing when, and it was almost at the position of my heart.

"Drink ......"

The soldiers in the fifth row of the attack suddenly let out a loud shout, their hands continued to press down hard, and the swords continued to move downward, there was resistance, and soon the resistance disappeared again, and then when they met resistance, they continued to disappear.

It wasn't until the other side had lost its sense of resistance that he quickly drew his horse chopping knife, and then continued to stare at the enemy in front of him with a pair of fierce eyes.

On the Great Wall.

"......" Han Xin, who was commanding and watching the battle, couldn't help but burst into a foul language.

What kind of fairy battle is this mother?

Are all my soldiers Hercules?

Even if the enemy in front of him was cut in half by the tall tree on his horse, after all, he was fast enough, so he wouldn't be surprised to do this.

But what was this all about?

The other party blocked it, and then could it continue to be pressed and cut into about half of the opponent's body?

"They don't seem to need to use all their strength!" Fang Hu said with a slight frown.

"What do you mean?" Han Xin was stunned, and he hadn't yet woken up from the shock that the battlefield brought him.

Infantry and cavalry can form such a big advantage.

If this had been put in the past, who would have dared to tell him about this situation, Han Xin would have to screw off the other party's head as a urinal.

"When we tried the knife, we just found some death row prisoners, so we couldn't try out his full power, the chopping knife itself weighed forty-two pounds, plus the speed of the cavalry opposite, theoretically speaking, as long as their hands were strong enough, even if they held the knife and waited for the opposite side to come, they could be cut in half." Fang Hu said.

"That's right, but how can anyone be so strong?" Han Xin nodded.

"After the war, I'll ask the soldiers how they feel, maybe through the distribution of power, the swords can be used to fight longer!" Fang Hu said with one hand on his chin.

It's a waste of effort to give it all in.

Although he did not personally participate in the battle below, as a veteran bird who has experienced a lot of actual battles, he can see some situations just by looking at it.

The first three rows don't need to use all their strength at all, they only need to use about seventy percent of their strength, so the strength saved in this way should be no problem for them to cut ten more knives.

The back two rows need to use all their strength, otherwise, like the situation just now, it is impossible for the horse chopping knife to directly cut into the opponent's body, and how many bones will it take to cut down from the shoulder?

Similarly, the probability of the enemy rushing to the back two rows is not very large, so they also have a certain chance to rest.

Therefore, through the reasonable allocation of physical strength, people in different positions know what kind of strength they should use, in combination with the actual situation on the battlefield.

It can greatly improve the endurance of the horse swordsman, don't underestimate this.

If you are facing a battle of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, this endurance is very important.

Fang Hu was thinking about how to increase the endurance of the slashing swordsman.

Han Shin was also not idle.

In addition to being able to crush the enemy army, Han Shin also noticed another point.

That's your own casualty.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the number of casualties among the swordsmen is extremely small.

Except for a few unlucky guys who were injured by the opponent's arrows that could not be protected by the armor.

Casualties from arrows piercing armor were almost non-existent.

Someone on the other side slashed at them, but again, the armor withstood most of the attacks.

There were no casualties among the troops, and how many were there.

Han Xin could see it at a glance.

Because the formation is there.

Wounded soldiers, who can no longer fight, will withdraw on their own, and then those who will be behind will make up for it accordingly.

Han Xin only needs to click on the vacant position in the last row to know the number of casualties.

Although the fifth platoon already had archers with cavalry guns on top, the difference in weapons between the two sides was still very large.

Han Xin quickly swept the following situation and counted them one by one.

Then he shook his head violently, as if he felt that he had miscounted.

Counted again, and looked at Fang Hu beside him in surprise.

"Only nine people were lost???"

“？？？” Fang Hu looked at Han Xin with a confused expression: "How do you know?" ”

Looking at one's own casualties on the battlefield, you can only use the method of approximate touching, like Han Xin, who accurately said how many people his side lost in battle, accurate to single digits, at least Fang Hu has never seen it.

Han Xin told Fang Hu his method.

Then Fang Hu, who did not believe in evil, counted twice according to this method.

"It's ten people now......"