The most powerful army in the world does not lie in the sharpness of its weapons, let alone in its quantity. The core of a strong army, the biggest key is honor and encouragement!

Therefore, from a long time ago, Yuan Zhao said that Emperor Wu began to implement the policy of elite soldiers in the army, and at the same time focused on cultivating their sense of belonging to the country and the nation. Today, it has finally come to fruition.

The army of the Han Empire, imperceptibly, has undergone radical changes. In the hearts of those young soldiers, galloping on the field and throwing their blood is no longer just for fame and wealth. What everyone is blessed behind is the blood of their relatives and the homeland of Sangzi.

For an army, it is not enough to have the spirit of not being afraid of death. They also need to hone a temperament that is as terrifying as a blade for their enemies. Especially in the face of foreign enemies, we must show our swords to the enemy and never compromise!

"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!"

This bold saying, which is already known to everyone, must not become a bad street slogan. Whenever something happens, the state must take practical actions, so that every ordinary person living under the wings of the dynasty can clearly see the sharpest counterattack made. This is the most powerful means of raising the great confidence of all citizens in the country.

In this regard, Yuan Zhao has always set an example with practical actions. Whether it was the Eastern Expedition or the Northern Expedition, when it was time to make a move, he did it more decisively than anyone else!

In the battle in front of the Yumen Pass, the reason why Yuan Zhao chose to draw his sword and fight again was that he wanted to pour courage and strength into all the Han soldiers behind him with his sharp blade before the outbreak of the war. He very much hoped that every soldier under his command would become an invincible warrior once he picked up a sword.

In fact, the most intuitive presentation of this kind of individual heroism really ignited the blood in the chests of all the soldiers of the Han Army with a huge impact.

Everyone is their own hero, as long as you live up to the knife in your hand, and ...... Mascular!

Yuan Zhao, who returned to the head of the city at the Yumen Pass, immediately ordered the generals defending the city to start preparing for battle. He believed that it would not take long for the frenzied Persians to come to attack the city in a big way. It's going to be a real bloody battle.

From the guards downwards, the soldiers of the whole city obeyed the order, and everyone's hearts were filled with the desire to fight. They looked at Yuan Zhao standing at the head of the city with the most reverent eyes, and as far as his eye could see, they would all be proud of the battle.

Jiang Sheng, who came back with a knife in one hand and Marshal Nehegu's head in the other, insisted on not going back to rest and recuperate. In such an agitating atmosphere, if he was to lie in the wounded barracks and not be able to participate in the battle himself, it would undoubtedly be a torture worse than the pain.

The heads of the marshals of the 100,000 Persian armies were hung high on the flagpole of the city gates. The blood was not dry, fluttering in the wind, and those dead eyes seemed to be silently watching everything under their feet. Perhaps at the last moment before his death, he had already felt the strength of his opponent and had a premonition that the end of the Persian Empire was near, but he could not do anything about it.

Maybe there's one last chance. Those black clouds from far to near, with the yellow sand rushing to the sky, and with the surging and boiling anger, finally approached the Yumen Pass.

The generals of the Persian army never imagined that their marshal would be so easily killed. Almost in front of them, I watched my head cut off by the Han people, and I couldn't rescue them.

Even the Persians, who were known for their bravery and brutality, were horrified by the scene of the battle that had just taken place. It's not that they didn't come to save people, but they really didn't expect that Nehegu, who led thousands of the most powerful warriors, would be killed by two Han Chinese. By the time they reacted, they had already defeated the army and returned to the city in triumph.

Within the radius of Shematai, there were slaughtered Persians everywhere, and if they hadn't seen them in the military formation in the distance, these generals would not have believed that anyone in the world could be so powerful. This is beyond their perception of force.

However, the Persians are not reindeer or sheep, they are a fierce race of lions, leopards and beasts. The blood and the dead did not make them flinch. On the contrary, it brings out the characteristics of the beast deep in the bone marrow even more. Especially when they saw Marshal Nehgo's head cut off and his miserable body left only mutilated, the sound of outrageous resentment and roar filled the heavens and the earth.

The whole Persian army went into a frenzy. They no longer needed to dispatch commands, and a few miles away from the city, the generals led their respective armies and began to charge. Perhaps the only thing they need to do now is to storm the city walls at any cost and kill them, and regain the dignity of the samurai who have been trampled on by iron-blooded means.

The reason why the Persian army was able to dominate the West and make the people of other races on that continent prostrate themselves on the ground was definitely not achieved only by empty threats. Once the battle begins, the momentum that dominates everything in its path is enough to destroy any target.

Under the orders of the king of Persia, this army once destroyed many citadels and villages with the ferocity of a wild beast. Their scimitars were stained with blood, and their shields were inflicted with many dead spirits.

The creatures of the Western Continent tremble under their brutality, and millions of enslaved people are drowning in boundless darkness, struggling to survive in secret, and they don't know when the end will be.

And today, following in the footsteps of greed, they trekked through the deserts and oceans, and finally came to the birthplace of the great Eastern civilization. The beast spread its fangs and claws, and began to pounce and bite. It was nothing more than a wall, and even though it was stronger and taller than any castle they had ever seen, these beast-blooded creatures had the confidence and strength to conquer it once and for all!

Tens of thousands of archers and infantry armed with large shields and scimitars rushed to the front. They were the pioneers of the siege and the dead soldiers of the first phalanx.

The Persian shields were made of sturdy and pliable western paulownia wood, with iron spikes around them, and they were soaked in oil to make it difficult for arrows to penetrate. Tall and strong as oxen, the Persian warriors held it in their hands, which could be used both to cover their bodies and to use as sharp weapons to kill enemies in battle.

Ten large shields are connected to form a small cover fortress, which can provide safe protection for nearly a hundred archers, such a combination of combat methods can be said to be very powerful. The countless small fortresses thus formed were now lined up in front of the Jade Gate Pass, and as they pushed forward, they kept firing arrows at the top of the city.

And those who were under the double cover of shields and bows and arrows, their scimitars flickering with cold flashes, followed with murderous energy, and once they were within range of the assault, they would fly out and begin to swarm up to seize the city.

There are also dozens and hundreds of tall ladders and siege equipment, which move forward quickly with the camel formation. These siege weapons made of the same material of wood as the Great Shield can effectively help the dead soldiers climb up. In a short time, it was difficult for the defenders of the city to destroy with their knives.

On both flanks of the siege force, all the Persian cavalry straddling the fierce horses were also ready for battle. Their goal is to destroy the opposing cavalry who want to go out of the city and attack at any time. And after the siege dead snatch the city gate, they will enter the city at lightning speed and start a merciless slaughter.

The Persian army was invincible, and this kind of coordinated combat method has been tried and tested in countless wars in the past. Even if the city is heavily guarded, it will not escape the bad luck of being blown down.

So today, before the Great Han Jade Gate is closed, will they be able to get their wish?

Black clouds overwhelm the city, and the yellow sand is full of sky. This is how the first round of iron arrows, which rained like drops, came. A dull, scalp-tinging sound tore through the air, falling from the heights with an infinite breath of death. In an instant, the entire section of the city wall and arrow tower in the main direction of the frontal attack was all shrouded in this rain of arrows.

Only those who have personally experienced this kind of scene can truly understand how terrifying the power of the strong bow and hard crossbow in the era of cold weapons is. Ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, obscuring half of the sky, and under such a blow, there was almost no place to stand within the radius of the city.

After three rounds of non-stop projection, the Persian archers were already on the moat below. The moat outside the Yumen Pass is very wide, but unfortunately, in this season because of the climate, the precipitation is scarce, and the water in the river is not even knee-high. And there was a thin layer of ice, which did not form any obstacle to the roaring Persian dead soldiers.

Dozens of feet away, the archers who had temporarily stopped shooting according to the orders of the generals pointed their strong bows at the head of the city, ready to shoot the survivors who appeared above at any time.

Dozens of ladders have been set up on the city wall, and the dead soldiers with swords in their mouths have gathered at the edge of the city like ant colonies, and began to scramble to climb up. The tall wooden frame also slowly rose, and after the huge battle was formed by hundreds of people, ready to rise to a suitable position, they jumped down from the city and began hand-to-hand combat.

The Persian generals who watched from below the city were confident that the defenders at the head of the city would suffer heavy casualties under such a dense rain of arrows. Even if they quickly organized their defenses in a hurry, they would definitely not be able to hold out for long if they wanted to block the continuous and uninterrupted attacks of the Persian dead soldiers.

Arrogant shouts began to ring everywhere. Break the city! Slaughter! Only before the sun sets today.

On the vast horizon, today's sunset seems extraordinarily gorgeous. Looking through the sand and dust, half of the sky to the west was covered with thousands of clouds and clouds. The red flame is burning, which makes people's hearts tremble for no reason.

The arrows at the head of the city were like a forest, and Yuan Zhao stood up and brushed away the dust that fell on his body with his hands. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the distant sky, in full swing. I couldn't help sighing, today's war has begun, and from now on I will go west to conquer and kill, and the place where the sunset is full of manliness and heroic blood!