As in many senseless wars in the past.

Whether killed in battle, or unilaterally slaughtered.

Wars are very primitive and very barbaric.

Even with the development of science and technology to today's modern times, the author still can't see the essential difference between cutting off the enemy's head with a knife and smashing the enemy's head into pieces with a 15.4mm large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle? ”

Could it be that the use of guns is civilization? To use a knife is barbarism?

The same is killing, and the essence of war is killing.

The only difference is that with higher technology, you have faster killing efficiency.

It's just that no matter what you have in life and how happy your life is, once there is a war, then there is no point in death.

Just like these swordsmen.

Like those "cannon fodder" in many wars, before they had time to rush to kill, the last sight in their eyes - just saw the Turkic elite cavalry on the opposite side with a flash of arrows, and in an instant the arrows rained down, and most of them were shot into hedgehogs without even humming, and their bodies fell one after another.

Of course, among the corpses, there is also the most courageous, the most martial arts, and the most experienced swordsman, the old knife handle

No matter how high the kung fu is, no matter how fast the sword dances, the arrows in the body are not much less than others.

The end is only death.

Under the rain of arrows, all beings are equal.

Jing Chuwei stared at the flesh and blood blurred everyone, as the last swordsman fell, she suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, she sighed faintly, pointed sand on her toes, jumped over, hugged the horse's neck with her left hand, turned over on the horse, cleared her voice, the reins shook and shook, only to see the horse's hooves messy, all the way away. In an instant, she came to the princess, Jing Chuwei grabbed the horse's belly, leaned over and grabbed Princess Ashina with one hand, placed the horse horizontally, and galloped in the direction of Zisai.

At this moment, chaos broke out behind the horse formation of the Turkic elite horsemen.

Jing Chuwei rode his horse and looked back, only to see that forty-five masked rangers, taking advantage of a gap in the Turkic battle array, had not closed, broke through it, cut off their waists, and were extremely brave and invincible.

Under the light of the torches, their pale faces were revealed, with black-scaled rhino leather armor, black robes and hoods, sharp eyes like stars in the night, and sharp hidden blades on their left hands, which were even more terrifying.

"Don't take it at night? Wrong....... It's a little different from us! Jing Chuwei was taken aback and was about to turn around to converge; Unexpectedly, when he rode first, he jumped out of the formation, raised his hand, and made a "stop" gesture to Jing Chuwei, and at the same time, a gear-shaped spur suddenly popped out of his boots.

At this time, Jing Chuwei had to see the outfit of these people clearly.

Their attire is no different from the usual 'Night'.

However, in addition to a sharp hidden blade in his left hand, they all wore various spurs on their riding boots, and their black robes were close to the side of the chain mail, which was a foreign product of Scythian tribute, and on their legs, they were also wearing inner armor to protect themselves, with a nomadic bow hanging from their waists, a quiver on their backs, twenty-one golden arrows inside, nine double-edged throwing knives tied to their steel belts, and four short javelins hidden in their sleeves.

"Well, it's a little different, but it should be my own." Jing Chuwei saw it in her eyes, but her heart was as bright as a mirror, and she immediately made a judgment.

Suddenly, a horse flew out of the Turkic array, appeared like a ghost, raised a gun and stabbed the man, Jing Chuwei was shocked, and was about to remind. Unexpectedly, the man didn't look at it, he turned sideways slightly, fired the head of the gun with a spur, and kicked the head of the gun in the air with the strength of the other party, and turned around with another kick, and the cold light mixed with the rain of blood swept through the air. The head of the Turkic cavalryman immediately soared from his neck into the sky.

The man shook off the blood on the spur and spit out the words with the breath in his chest: "No matter life or death, they are all clouds and smoke, alternating light and dark, sending you like a guest." ”

When the rest of the knights heard this, they couldn't help but echo in unison: "The long night is not collected, and the purple plug will never be forgotten!" "The thunderous sound came from afar, whistling and whirling in the reckless sand wind, and it was endless for a long time.

Before the words fell, Zisema and Gelgong Ma collided and merged together, and in an instant, they heard people shouting and neighing, screaming miserably, and countless bloody stumps and heads flew straight into the sky, and the yellow sand was dyed red.

Under the close impact of the 'Night Doesn't Collect' cavalry, the Turkic elite cavalry was in chaos and gradually began to retreat.

The most powerful of these Turkic elite horsemen is not spears and swords, but strong bows and crossbows.

If the two sides are separated and the bows and arrows are combined, there is no need to work together, and these 'night not collected' cavalry will become the souls of the arrows.

But when it comes to melee combat, how can these barbarians be the opponents of the Central Plains martial arts?

But seeing the forty-five horsemen, in the Turkic cavalry array, as if they were in a no-man's land, they went back and forth, and rushed to kill.

And the Turkic cavalry also drew their scimitars one after another, desperately resisting.

The two sides fought fiercely for half an hour, and this repeated meeting twelve times, and both sides suffered damage.

However, it was only a matter of time before this place was too close to Zisai and the arrival of a large border army, and with this in mind, the Turkic cavalry had to gradually retreat from the rear to the front......

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