Text Chapter 830 Tempering the Edge with Blood

For a long time, in the legends of the Western world, the Persian Empire was the birthplace of the immortal god Prosius.

It is precisely because of this bloodline inheritance that the Persian warriors with scimitars in one hand and large shields in the other, as long as they start to charge and kill, no one will be afraid of death. Because they all believed that even if the blood was shed in the battle, it was only the body that rotted, and that their souls had already returned to the king of Persia to continue their allegiance.

The Persians never believed that there were braver warriors in the world. In previous wars of foreign expansion, they had not encountered a decent opponent. Even if there are occasional fierce national desperate resistance, the final result is only to be completely killed and the clan destroyed.

When the great king of Persia set foot on the western world and turned his gaze to the east. After several exploratory investigations in the early stage, it was learned that the army of the Han Dynasty, which occupied the richest land, was very powerful. In order to succeed in the expedition in one fell swoop, he made all the preparations, and almost all the capable warriors came out of the country. With an army of hundreds of thousands, this is definitely enough to conquer the entire world.

However, the Persians, who swept the entire Western Regions with an unstoppable momentum, just when they achieved a series of initial victories, did not expect that they were about to encounter an unprecedented and painful blow in front of the Yumen Pass of the Han Empire.

The stunning Han Dynasty cavalry was really powerful. They suddenly appeared at lightning speed, and after a while, they quickly retreated. Not only did he kill and wound a large number of Persian warriors, including the forward generals, but he also managed to save those captives.

The Persians who reacted completely were surging and angry, and from this moment on, they would no longer stop chasing and killing, and nearly 20,000 vanguard troops swept the ground with the yellow sand, and they wanted to go straight down to the Yumen Pass and tear all the enemies in front of them to pieces!

The Persian army has always crushed the enemy with absolute strength. Even if the generals who commanded the battle were killed, it did not affect the pace of their charge. The king of Persia was the only one of all the warriors who were loyal to him, and it was a great honor to sacrifice for the great cause of their great king.

The army was rushing like a raging tide, and in such a situation, no one noticed the small movements of the Han cavalry, chasing in the murderous eyes of the front, and suddenly saw an arrow away, those Han people seemed to stop, they turned around and began to fire arrows in this direction.

A few thousand feathered arrows did not cause any substantial damage to the Persians with a large shield. They sped up almost in disregard. Since the Han army stopped and waited for death, they went straight over. Even if you only use camel battle formations, you can trample them into meat sauce.

A Persian warrior charging on a camel raised his shield and blocked an arrow of feathered fire that fell to the ground but did not extinguish it. Then, the dead grass was ignited.

When the samurai inadvertently looked down, there was still something strange in his heart. He did not understand why the Han army attacked with rockets. Did they want to use the burning of dry grass to stop the attack of the Persian army? That's ridiculous, isn't it?

As far as the eye can see in front of the Jade Gate, there is nothing more than a large area of withered grass and yellow sand. Although there are hills and high slopes, there are no clumps of trees. Under such conditions, it is simply whimsical that the Han army wants to attack with fire.

When I saw the scene in front of me, there were many people who had the same thoughts as this Persian warrior. However, in the next moment, they will know that they are wrong, and they are very wrong!

In the middle of the charge, the Persian warrior, who was about to make a joke about the stupidity of the Han army, suddenly saw a cluster of sparks flash among the burning dead grass, and then a loud explosion like thunder occurred in front of his eyes. In an instant, the flames exploded, sand and stones flew wildly, and the samurai and the people around him were almost unsuspected, and they were caught in the flames, their whole bodies burning, and they cried out in misery.

Immediately after that, similar explosions and fires began one after another. If you look at it from a little distance, the position of the front army of the Persian army is as if it were boiling a pot, the earth shakes, the flames rise, and almost in the blink of an eye, it becomes a purgatory on earth.

Whether it is the Persian army in the back, or the cavalry of the Flying Dragon Army that caused this disaster in front, or the Han army defending the city watching the battle at the head of the Yumen Pass, as well as those who are entering the city one after another in the process of being received. When they saw this scene together, they couldn't help but stop their movements and stared blankly. The shock and horror in everyone's eyes was palpable.

Not to mention the others, even Li Ling, who led the Flying Dragon Army in battle, looked at the huge destruction scene not far away, and a sense of awe arose in his heart. Although he had already seen the power of this fuel bomb when Chang Leyuan followed Yuan Zhao to test, he believed that no matter who it was, he would tremble when it was really applied to the battlefield and witnessed this kind of power beyond the reach of man.

"Yuanhou! This, this...... Ahhh So powerful! ”

Yuan Zhao at the head of the city stopped beating the drum, and he leaned down to look into the distance, carefully observing the effect of this epoch-making weapon being applied to the battlefield for the first time. And around him, all the generals and colonels of the Han army looked at him with an indescribable look, stammering and unable to say a complete sentence, let alone how to express the awe and worship in their hearts.

"Well, the effect is okay, not satisfactory...... It's time for the Wyverns to charge! ”

Yuan Zhao nodded at them. With a wave of his arm, the heavy drum sounded again. The sound is moving, and the soldiers at the head of the city are all confident and impassioned this time.

The jade gate was closed, and after a moment of stasis, Li Ling threw his bow and arrow on the ground, raised his long knife again, and shouted orders.

"All of them! Divide into two teams, flank left and right...... Charge! ”

Behind him is the uplifting drumming, and in front of him is the flaming yellow sand. The knights of the Wyvern Army, with long knives in hand, followed their young general without hesitation, and fled with smoke and fire. The blood in everyone's heart is boiling to the limit, and now there is only forward, forward, and forward! Only splashes of blood and indulgence in killing can unleash their infinite passion!

And at this moment, the Persian army, even if it is no longer afraid of death, but in the face of the thunderbolt fire that it has never seen before, its psychology is also a little broken. In the face of this fear of the unknown, no one can remain calm anymore.

"It's ...... The gods are angry! Lightning strikes the earth, and fire burns ...... Shouldn't we come to conquer the East? ”

The Persians in the back all stopped advancing. Countless eyes looked at the tragic situation of the former army with horror, and such thoughts surfaced in the hearts of tens of millions of people at the same time.

No wonder they are so scared. The cavalry of the Han Dynasty caused a catastrophe from the sky with rockets, which is simply unheard of. If it weren't for the fact that God also helped the Han people, they couldn't figure out what the reason was.

What you saw in front of you was terrible! Almost immediately, nearly three or four thousand Persian warriors who rushed in front were drowned in the dust and flames that rose into the air. The sound of violent explosions continued to sound, and severed limbs flew around with screams. And the people who have not died in the fire all over their bodies, or the horses and camels are all scurrying around without their heads and brains, and the sound they make is like the howl of the devil.

Even the Persian army, who were lucky enough not to set foot in that death zone, were frightened by the horses and camels they were riding, and the army was already in disarray. Many of the Persian warriors couldn't stand it anymore, and they desperately restrained their mounts, their trembling arms almost unable to hold their swords, and the thought of turning back and fleeing was already in their minds.

At this moment, the Great Han cavalry who bypassed the purgatory in front and killed from both sides was like a deadly demon god who suddenly flashed from hell, and pounced with the breath of death. The long knife flashes like the giant scythe of death in Western legends, and it is time to harvest life!

The frightened Persians completely lost the courage to resist. As the rear army began to flee, it was out of control. The great rout of the attacking forces began.

Seeing this scene, Li Ling immediately adjusted his combat formation. The joy of a great victory came to everyone's heart, and the soldiers of the Wyvern Army followed the general's order and began to fight separately in a team of 100 people, interspersing back and forth, freely chasing and killing the enemy.

If in the first round of battles, the Persian army was only surprised by the bravery of this Han cavalry, then by this time, they were only left with boundless fear of mysterious powers.

The phrase defeat is like a mountain applies to the defeat of any army. Even the Persians who crossed the continent of West Asia were no exception. Once they abandoned their armor and began to flee, they had no power to fight back.

Between the vast hills and the Gobi, the Great Han Flying Dragon Army galloped and mercilessly cut off the heads of the Persians with the long knives in their hands. The blood stains the red robe, and the pride is in the wind! This is their home field, and the journey of Yaowu Yingyang starts from this moment.

The battle lasted for most of the hour. Li Ling, who heard the sound of a golden gong sounding at the head of the city, ordered to stop the pursuit, reorganize the team, and return triumphantly.

In this battle, the Flying Dragon Army, which made its debut, broke through the 20,000 Persian forward army, and at the cost of less than 100 casualties, killed more than 10,000 enemies and won a complete victory. While they dealt a head-on blow to the Persian army, they finally tempered their edge with the blood of the enemy.

At the gate of the Jade Gate, all the guards lined up to greet the heroic Han athletes.

The descendants of General Fei, who were covered in smoke and dust, jumped off their horses from a distance. In the middle of the city gate, the man in a field of military armor and heavy armor was waiting for his return with a warm smile on his face.

Although he had won such a major victory, Li Ling's heart was a little uneasy. He was like a student who had just taken his graduation exam, waiting for the teacher's evaluation.

"The first battle was good. There is a successor to General Lee! ”

Yuan Zhao patted the handsome young man's shoulder vigorously, his face full of relief. And Li Ling, who finally got the answer he wanted, grinned happily and smiled like a child.