The forest thief raised his long machine gun and pointed it at the nearest enemy, forgetting how to pull the trigger. He watched as the knight's right hand slowly loosened, and the heavy copper-tipped iron spear, which was two feet long, slowly fell to the ground, falling heavily into a cloud of mud and blood.

"Like a dusty faith. This is Lin Thief's most intuitive feeling at this time.

The forest thief has no system, and he can't see the tragic description of the war of ancient civilizations in the terminal of the Canonial civilization, so he naturally doesn't know that using a spear against rockets is not madness, that is not stupidity, it is the most complete incompetence in the world. What knight's glory, what war spirit's faith, what conqueror's superiority, in the face of the most essential power in this world - technical strength, are all frogs struggling on the operating table.

Mo laughs at the glory of the knight, Mo hates the opponent for violating the principle of fair competition, war is never fair, backward must be beaten, and the truth is always within the range of the cannon.

Core technology has always been the root of a nation's survival and has never changed for millions of years. Don't say anything we have a market, don't say anything we have a strategy, core technology these four words are the mountains that all nations can't get around when they rise and stand on their own. No matter how strong the iron cavalry of the Jianzhou slaves is, and how can the slave culture of the Jianzhou slaves poison the world, in the face of modern warfare, they have always been a group of natives waiting to be slaughtered.

Lin Thief won't understand this, he just intuitively feels the cruelty of different forms of war, although he doesn't understand what is called a dimensionality reduction strike, but he can feel the despair of the enemy through his body's instinct, and feel the despair that no matter how hard he tries, he can't use it at all.

"Damn! This is the end of it!" he was finally forced to shout out by the suffocating emotion in his heart, and his already loud voice sounded in the silent battlefield that suddenly became audible, and it was like Wang Yichi throwing a brick into the still water, and the originally static and stiff battlefield was reactivated.

The battlefield is alive.

The cavalryman in front of the forest thief let out a hysterical and manic scream, and pulled the reins first, and stepped on the stirrup to the lowest, and the horse weighing a thousand pounds under his crotch neighed, turned around like a whirlwind, and charged towards the side city wall like lightning, and the figure of the horse was like a meteor catching the moon, and instantly swept past the city wall, along the narrow passage opened up on the side of the city wall, and galloped through, almost in the blink of an eye, and disappeared behind the earthen city.

The knight became a deserter. Of course, he did not flee to the city, but to the vast countryside of the two river valleys. Lin Thief didn't shoot, he instinctively felt that he shouldn't be killed, and he was not a slave of Jianzhou.

He didn't shoot and let one go, but he didn't want such an example of a deserter to appear, and the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, which was boasted by the Jianzhou slaves that there would never be a deserter, actually turned around and fled as a whole.

The second man, riding his horse and turning around.

The third.

The fourth.

Fifth.

......

Until the six hundred. There were no casualties among the 600 cavalry squads, because they had not yet had time to formally engage the 300 infantry vanguard, but the salvo of two rounds of rockets hurt their morale and morale to death, and they had no courage to continue.

They turned around and fled towards the passage on either side of the city, and not a single archer raised his bow and arrow to shoot at them, because there was no point, because the only archer had just struggled to his feet from the pain of being hit by a stray bullet.

At this moment, in the earphones of Lin Thief and Lei Jiu'er, Yang Wudi's incomparably clear command voice sounded at the same time: "The forward moves to both sides, close the team, and pay attention to making way for the cavalry." ”

"Cavalry, hah, do we still have cavalry, and we still need cavalry to kill demons?" Lin Thief was silent, but the boss in his heart disdained, in his opinion, it was enough for an army with rocket artillery to have infantry.

He moved towards the side of the battlefield, and met Lei Jiu'er with a sniper rifle on the way, and the two "escaped" to the forbidden infantry cluster on the side of the battlefield, their figures fell into the sea like a drop of salt water, and instantly melted and disappeared into the cluster of silver chain mail.

[Around the same time]

Zhao Guangyi raised his hand, wanting to give some additional instructions, but in the end he gave up and put down his hand in frustration.

He turned his head to look at Yang Wuving, and saw that the forward general had returned to him from the front line with a pale face, and the golden knife that symbolized Han's fearless charge had long been sheathed, hanging diagonally to the side, looking particularly tired and decadent. The golden armor on his whole body shone dazzlingly, and it was clean, like a guard of honor who never really went to battle, without a trace of iron-blooded killing.

"Your Majesty......" Yang Wushu only said these two words, and the endless words that followed were blocked by Zhao Guangyi waving his hand. Zhao Guangyi looked at the battlefield in front of him that was as messy as the fall of the empire, and his throat rolled several times before he finally spit out a sentence: "General, get into your chariot and lead the charge." ”

His tone was full of the end of an era, the last breath of a backward and ignorant civilization. He knew that from today onwards, the war on the Fengyuan Continent, as well as the regime maintained by the war, the monarch and the minister, the loyalty, and the national honor, would usher in a new era. In the new era, the world runs according to the new rules of the game, and those who cannot adapt to this change will only end up in disgrace.

He saw Yang Wushu salute and take his order, he knew that a miraculous victory was within reach, but there was no trace of joy in his heart, no trace of the triumph of the victor, only a faded pain.

He felt that the three views of the first half of his life, as well as all the military qualities, combat strategies, command skills, and even the integrity and persistence of the soldiers in front of the Spirit Emperor, had all become jokes. Zhao Guangyi, the military god emperor who has commanded countless battle arrays, understands the preciousness of victory and peace better than anyone else, and understands the cruelty and horror of the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry better than anyone else, but he never imagined that victory would come so easily one day, and it was easy for the dignity and persistence of the soldiers to be shattered into slag.

He originally thought that he would bring the model troops of these thousands of "modern troops" to capture the first battalion garrisoned by the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, and that he could have a first duel between the old and new civilizations on the land of the south, on the north bank of the Santu River, on this seemingly unremarkable morning, a knightly duel to win the ancient war in a modern war, and an epic battle with a very ceremonial sense, but he did not expect that what he got was only a one-sided collective execution, only a boring bloody massacre.

He thought it was a battle to remember, so he insisted on stopping the bombardment, insisting on sending the infantry to the enemy for the first confrontation, despite the persuasion of Silver Dust, and achieved a small victory with a rather ceremonial sense, but he did not expect that everything would come to an abrupt end after the rocket artillery against the infantry, and slide out of control to a complete and short end.

Wherever the rocket artillery passed, there was not a single living person, there could be no stubborn resistance, there could be no decisive counterattack, there could be no flash of loyalty and the bravery of the soldiers, only death, no prisoners, no wounded soldiers, only the most complete death.

Rocket artillery against cavalry was originally Zhao Guangyi's means to maintain this sense of ritual like a knightly duel, he originally wanted to use rocket artillery to block the cavalry's offensive route, force Jianzhou Nuermen to use infantry against infantry, and then wait for his tank array to come up, and then use the frontal armor of the tank to hit Jianzhou Nuer's iron cavalry. Zhao Guangyi knows how terrible those tanks born from puppets are, the force of the impact is only the city walls of big cities, the mountains in nature, monsters of the level of the Earth Walking Dragon and tanks of the same quality can resist, any cavalry, whether it is the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, the Anglo Iron Cavalry or various types of decisive battle battalions, there is absolutely no blocking power, and there is only one consequence of using the man-horse conjoined chain mail cavalry to collide with the tank cluster, that is, it is hammered into a meatloaf by the frontal armor, and then crushed into dumpling stuffing by the tracks, and the brass chain mail will not be hard than the tank armor even if it is attached to the ice and war current。

It didn't occur to him at all that what really eliminated the cavalry was the rocket artillery, which seemed to be only a support.

Two salvos, but the covering blow of two rocket artillery vehicles wiped out the most powerful Jianzhou Iron Cavalry in the world. At this time, Zhao Guangyi understood the four words that Yinchen had said to him: dimensionality reduction strike.

"How?" Silver Dust's voice sounded in the headphones, "This is the knight duel you want?"

"I didn't expect it to be so boring. Zhao Guangyi's tone was full of disillusionment: "I even put out the Huangquan Lock, who knows, ......"

"The dimensionality reduction blow is like this, so cold that it can't tolerate a trace of mercy. Mr. Zhao, please remember the declaration of the party that launched the dimensionality reduction attack: What does it have to do with you to destroy you!"

What do you have to do with destroying you!

These blood-drenched seven words woke up Zhao Guangyi, and also made his somewhat agitated mood completely calm, but when he looked at the rammed earth city wall again, there was only a smile mixed with bitterness and pity on the corner of his mouth.

"Those who play with fire will burn themselves, and the Jianzhou slaves who enslave most of the innocent people in the world with violence all the year round can only be defeated by this absolutely brutal violence, and those who invade others by force will eventually be invaded by even more barbaric force. Hehe, hehehe, yes, very good! What a sentence to destroy you! What to do with you!"

Zhao Guangyi was connected, and he knew that his kind of empty pity was as ridiculous as the dying struggle of the enemy opposite.

He figured it out, and finally held on to the earphones, and said to Yang Wuving: "General, it's time to end - launch a general attack." ”

The general attack, at this moment, was extremely cruel in front of Nano Wugu.

[10 o'clock in the morning on the sixth day of the seventh month of the first year of Heisei]

The cavalry charge of the Southern Forbidden Army has finally arrived.

The Nano grains on the head of the rammed earth city stared blankly at the huge smoke cloud rising from the sky opposite, and sighed in his heart, he had not thought about it in the direction of modern heavy equipment at this time, because he could not have known in advance that the southerners had tanks This kind of "nuclear weapons", his first thought is that from the scale of smoke and dust, the enemy's cavalry is really large, there may be thousands or even tens of thousands!

"The enemy is attacking!" He roared, grabbed the military flag with one hand, grabbed an arrow from the marching bag behind his waist with the other, bit the rope with his teeth, and stretched out his hand to pull it, only to hear a thin popping sound, and the arrow containing special gunpowder was pushed by the powder keg installed on it, and flew into the sky, flying to a height of almost ten zhang and exploding, turning into a very bright red spark. A sharp explosion sent a siren to the entire earthen city. Nano Gogu was very relieved to feel the faint tremor of the unity of the people coming from the earthen city, and he could feel countless feet climbing the wall from behind, and then, many people gathered around him again.

Nano Wugu's men have all been lost, he will not command other people's troops at this time, but is willing to be an ordinary soldier, hand over the military flag to the soldiers next to him, take out a big bow himself, gritted his teeth and put on three arrows, he is going to make a special move, that is his final battle mystery, Meteor Soul Snatcher Arrow.

It can be seen from his mystical-level martial arts that he is a thorough soldier and a thorough knight, and his decisive battle has nothing to do with boxing, and is an archery that can only exert its greatest power on the battlefield.

All his deeds were carried out by the loyalty and bravery of a knight, but he did not know that the enemy he had to face was backed by his hometown, behind him was his father, his wife and children, with humiliation on his shoulders, and the king was slaughtered and destroyed, but what he was manipulating was the most unspeakable terror in the world.

The decisive battle for the hometown is invincible in the world, and the knights are still like this, not to mention the chariots.

Nano Wugu felt Tucheng tremble, he knew that the enemy's cavalry had begun to accelerate, but the strange thing was that not to mention what was the point of the cavalry directly attacking the city wall, even the charge alone seemed too hasty, and the enemy on the opposite side seemed to have not sounded a war drum or a military horn since the beginning of the war.

"A charge without the Charger is powerless. This is common sense that Nano Grains can understand.

The army on the opposite side rolled in, and the tremor of the earth was slowly mixed with a roar that was far louder than the charge trumpet, and the roar was really like a landslide.

It was as if the whole world was trembling and shaking with that roar, and the trembling was so violent that Nano Gogu couldn't aim well at all. He had to unleash the power of ice in advance, freezing the hand holding the bow on the battlement and stabilizing the arrow. Immediately afterwards, Nano Wugu, who was hiding behind the battlement, together with the newly arrived Jianzhou archers, saw a whole row of gray-green square boxes coming out of the smoke and dust.

These square boxes are as big as chariots, the shape is simple and weird, and what is even more bizarre is that they don't need any livestock to pull, and none of the wheels touch the ground, as if they are running forward by two constantly moving iron belts, these square boxes don't have any ramming angles, no melee weapons, only a thick barrel, the barrel looks like the same caliber as General Wucheng Yonggu's cannon, but the body tube grows too much, and Nano Wugu, who doesn't understand artillery technology, doesn't know what the use of such a long body tube is. The only thing he knew was that the southerners had come up with some new and advanced weapons.