"How did they do it?"

Naotaka Ii and Xuanyuan 14 and others, who were watching the battle from a distance, had the same question almost at the same time. But the answer may no longer matter at this point.

"Rush!" Today, Yukimura's roar spread across most of the battlefield from south to north.

Behind him, the red cavalrymen dressed in red clothes and red armor undulated their bodies on horseback like flexible springs, and the long knives in their hands were clenched all the time, ready to cut off the enemy's head at any time.

Naotaka Ii could only look up to the sky and sigh, in front of him, there was a phalanx of infantry like hedgehogs. Their spears, bows and arrows, and muskets were still densely arranged in their path like the branches of the trees.

These things seriously hindered the advance speed of Naotaka Ii's subordinates, after all, the brush is a very timid animal, and when the sharp and sharp weapons are placed in front of them, it is definitely not something that ordinary cavalry can do if they want them to rush over without hesitation.

Behind them, Sanada Yukimura and his subordinates were advancing faster and faster. There is no way for Naotaka Jing to create enough fear for the opponent's war horse like Li Cunxiao's subordinates.

They were all able to wait, it was a merciless killing.

Some of them turned their horses' heads and rushed at them with all their might, but before the horses could accelerate to their maximum speed, they were already in contact with the enemy, and in that instant, the enemy with greater impact had an absolute advantage, and without exception, these fearless warriors finally ignited their glory with blood.

People who are not afraid of death will not go to the ups and downs of survival. This is a truth that is universally recognized in East Asian cultural circles, but to what extent is it universal? The diploma at the back didn't feel anything for him, so much so that when the mosquitoes appeared in front of us like this, it didn't seem to be able to bring any waves to our hearts.

But the most genuine smile can make people feel frightened after all. Naotaka Ii knew that most of his men, before the start of this side, were looking forward to the end of the war and the arrival of peace, in their opinion, it was the general trend and something that would inevitably happen, but they never expected that the guy who was not called Kangning would stop all this.

There is no battlefield, it is set up specifically for peace. But wherever it can be called a battlefield, death will always be one step ahead of peace.

Naotaka Ii knew that the real battlefield had been beyond the expectations of his subordinates, and in fact, it was also beyond his own expectations. His sanity had been suppressed by the angry howls of his enemies, and all he could do now was flee with a wolf rush.

A general is incompetent and exhausts the three armies, and the young and inexperienced Naotaka Ii, even if in history, can finally become an important figure in the decision-making of the third generation of Zhengyi generals, but at this time, he has not yet reached the peak of his life, and defeat is inevitable.

He has been appointed and is not ready to make any resistance. The only thing that can be done is to continue to urge the horse to sit down and continue to flee like the wind.

Sanada Yukimura slowly stopped the pursuit. He knew that letting go of his opponent would probably bring him bad luck in the near future, but she couldn't rule out another possibility, Tokugawa Ieyasu would directly cut off the head of Naotaka Ii because of Matsudaira Tadanao's death.

Thinking of this, Sanada Yukimura narrowed his eyes, turned around, bent his bow and arrow, and released a fatal arrow towards Matsudaira Tadanao, who was still roaring among the soldiers.

His phone call was not outstanding, but it was so close that the other party was unsuspecting. This arrow still pierced Matsudaira Tadanao's neck steadily.

Matsudaira Tadanao, who roared like a black bear, slowly collapsed in the crowd, and his madness disappeared with the fall of life. The soldiers, who were still roaring hysterically like him, saw him fall in a pool of blood, and the madness in his body was taken away for some reason, and suddenly, they became indistinguishable from ordinary soldiers, and soon, they were eliminated by the enemy like chopping melons and vegetables.

Kang Ning had already opened a jar of wine, and said to the people around him with a smile: "There is nothing left to see, the peasants who have just become infantrymen, even if they see the enemy raise their hands and surrender, they will not spare their strength, they need the first rank now, and leave more marks on their military merit books." Mere killing is not war, meaningless blood has no other use than to be disgusting. ”

As he spoke, he took a slow sip of his wine.

Regulus, who was sitting beside him, turned his head to look at him, and stumbled upon the fact that he seemed to be savoring the taste of the jar of wine, rather than being surprised by the ferocity of the war.

Suddenly, he felt that this person belonged to the war, and the war also belonged to this person.

He slowly crouched down, took the jar from Corning's hand, and poured it violently. It's been a long time, and there is no smell. If I have to say that there is, it is light.

There is neither the traditional craftsmanship, the fragrance after years of burial, nor the spicy spicy that is said to be mass-produced and full of high-concentration alcohol in the hands of Boss Huang. This wine is one word, light.

It is hard to believe that such a commander of thousands of troops, who reaps the lives of the enemy on the battlefield, would like to drink such wine. What can a dull and tasteless thing bring him!

Corning didn't answer, or he didn't even know there was such a question. He just stared into the distance with his eyes, and the direction where Yuan Fang was located was exactly the opposite of the direction where the battlefield was. Although you may seem to be peaceful, as long as the contradiction between Tokugawa Ieyasu and Toyotomi Hideyori still exists, any place can become a battlefield.

A place where undercurrents are surging is even more insecure than the battlefield.

But Corning looked there, and Regulus couldn't guess what was there?

Unable to resist the temptation of curiosity, Regulus finally asked his question, but Kangning's answer surprised him.

"I'm looking at my own mood."

Regulus smiled.

"The countdown of people's mood is indeed reflected in the landscape. What do you see? Is it the ecstasy of victory? ”

"It's the ecstasy of future victories."

Regulus smiled. It was something he wanted to see, and Corning had grown more and more confident in their organization.

But he seemed to sense that something was wrong, and when she lowered her head and re-examined Corning's performance, he was stunned to find that there was nothing on Corning's face.

"Where is your ecstasy?"

Regulus asked suspiciously.

"In the future." Kang Ning replied lightly, this indifferent expression made Xuanyuan Fourteen suddenly think of the taste of the jar of wine, but Kang Ning ignored him who was slightly surprised, and continued to say to himself, "So you can't see it now." ”

"I can't see it, so how can I believe you see it?"

"I saw it too." A deep voice came from beside him, and Stomach Corning made a defense.

It was Bai Qi's voice, which, like Corning, lacked any emotion.

He was also explaining his words as if he were talking to himself, but his explanation finally made Xuanyuan Fourteen understand what the two of them meant: "An era is over. From now on, war will no longer depend on the individual martial arts of soldiers and generals. He's competing for teamwork and how well equipped he is. ”

Kangning took another sip of wine and interpreted Bai Qi's meaning in simpler words.

"The cannon bombarded, and the cavalry charged. All that's left is for the infantry to go up and cut the fruit. ”

Regulus Fourteen's slowly became jaw-dropping. In the calm conversation between these two people, a new tactic seems to have emerged, although Corning and his subordinates are still a long way from using this new tactic to the extreme, but Xuanyuan 14 cannot deny that they really see the ecstasy of victory in the future.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why he got Corning after seeing through this, but he didn't see a joy on his face, and even inadvertently, showed a faint sadness.

Eventually, he didn't hold back his curiosity and asked his doubts again, and this time, Corning finally gave a positive answer.

"This means that we need to use as little money as possible to get the craftsmen to make more weapons to be able to equip such a corps that uses firepower intensively. And spending more energy and time on trying to make new weapons is also something we have to do. The saddest thing is that our soldiers will gradually be diluted, like the nails on a big ship, reduced to inconspicuous things, consumables that can be thrown away at any time, and can be allowed to be corroded by the sea, but which do not need to be carefully cultivated. ”

"If I really have something called a soul, as Western missionaries say, then I think my soul may have been sucked out of steel. Look at the expression on my face now, is it the same as steel? ”

A thunderclap echoed in Regulus's mind, and he finally realized why there was no trace of joy on your face, it was because not only joy could not be seen on his face, but all the brilliance that belonged to humanity had slowly disappeared on his face.

If Boss Huang was here, he probably wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, this way of fighting was the most common tactic in Europe in the 17th century. In a few years, King Gustav II of Sweden will use such tactics to gallop across the European continent.

This is the inevitability of history, for an entrepreneur, there should not be any doubts and sighs, wisdom because they have entered this stage in advance, and the chest is filled with infinite sense of achievement.

But Corning doesn't. When the little by little of this process is presented in front of his eyes, whether he is a traverser or not? will be full of emotion for this, and the heavy reverberation of the footsteps of history is not something you can ignore without sighing.

However, a side benefit of this matter is that a few days later, when Xuanyuan 14's secret report appeared in front of Boss Huang, Boss Huang confirmed that Kang Ning was not a traverser, but a native who was deeply influenced by the traverser.

His indescribable mentality of being shocked by the world of the traverser is still the most familiar to the flower boss who has traveled here for a long time.

He certainly didn't think his judgment would be problematic, and he began to trust Corning even more.

Not knowing that he was going to gain more trust, Corning stood up and walked back to his tent, leaving only a faint order.

"Order Masayo Mijuku to pursue Naotaka Ii."

Masatomo Mijuku, a famous general who was supposed to be in this battle in history because of the surprise attack in the middle of the night, did not get the opportunity to make a name for himself this time according to the trajectory of history.

So see if you are going to leave Weibo to taste him, no matter what the result of the pursuit is, he can make the other party's healthy and happy love, and the wolf chasing him is enough to show off in front of the world.

When the faint verbal order was conveyed to the battlefield, it was exchanged for the crazy attack of Mijuku Masatomo full of blood. Naotaka Jing Yi was already a little panicked, and now he got lost. It's hard to say whether he will be able to return to Tokugawa Ieyasu's headquarters.

Matsudaira's subordinates, however, were scattered and fleeing, constantly chasing and killing the cavalry at high speed, and their losses were getting bigger and bigger, even the enemy soldiers who had already knelt on the ground and begged for mercy were not spared.

Returning to the tent, Corning gave an order that Regulus XIV admired.

"Pull all the envoys who come to negotiate to the battlefield. Let them see the demeanor of our army. ”

Both Honda Masasumi and Tokugawa Ieyasu's side chamber Acha Bureau were thrown out of the gate to observe the situation on the battlefield. Because it was Toyotomi Hideyori's aunt, he was allowed to stand on the lookout with Xuanyuan 14 and others to watch the battle.

But no matter where they are, they can feel the never-ending killing all the time.

Chang Gaoyuan screamed at the constant splashing of blood, and was so angry that Xuanyuan Fourteen pulled out his saber and told him to shut up. But the guy's body was shaking all the time, and finally he fainted.

Ah Cha Bureau was better, but his face was already pale. Even Honda Masamu, who has seen the war scenes, don't be overly greedy for this scene, and his face is blue with fright.

He knew that why Corning wanted them to watch the game was nothing more than hoping to get more leverage at the negotiating table. In his heart, he is absolutely unwilling to rely on this kind of conspiracy of yours to succeed, but does he have any other choice?

He didn't.

He only hopes now that his lord Tokugawa Ieyasu can shoot more capable people and have more favorable conditions to stabilize this guy called Kangning.

If Corning continues to support Toyotomi Hideyori, as long as the war lasts longer, the already imminent construction of red will have more outrageous actions.

When the time comes, the Japanese kingdom, which has just shown some signs of peace, will fall back into war.

Boss Huang, who is still in the Ryukyu Kingdom, also got the battle report of the battlefield for the first time. He admired the officer named Yao Chang very much. Although its name is Yao "Chang", it gives full play to the advantage of the "short" sprint distance of the Arabian horse. And that guy called Sanada Yukimura, just like in history, made the enemy suffer a lot. The impression that they really leave on others is not "sweet" at all. (To be continued.) )