The evolution of human warfare lasted for thousands of years, from fists, feet, sticks and stones to beating, gradually developed to bronze daggers, leather armors, and then the arrival of the steel age. People began to judge a country's military level by the sophistication of the armor and the sharpness of the swords. .
Such cold weapon wars lasted for thousands of years, until firearms began to become popular in large numbers, and human warfare began to rely heavily on long-range weapons.
It is worth mentioning that when wars rely more and more on long-range weapons, and when the power of industry begins to run wild unscrupulously, the overall intensity of human wars is increasing, but the feeling given to every war participant is the opposite.
This is a very strange phenomenon. There is no doubt that the intensity of war is increasing. According to incomplete statistics of World War II alone, the death toll has exceeded 50 million. Such an intensity of war is simply unimaginable by the ancients.
But for every soldier participating in the war, this modern war is far less cruel than the cold weapon warfare of the medieval times.
Can you imagine that if you pull the trigger and shoot a headshot from a distance of 100 to 200 meters, it will give you more intense sensory stimulation? Or would it be more exciting to rush up with a kitchen knife and cut off people's heads while they were still alive?
The answer is obviously the latter. Shooting to kill the enemy from a long distance is a task that a farmer or teenager can do with a little training. To carry a kitchen knife and chop people's heads off alive, one must either be a madman or have to undergo this kind of cruel hand-to-hand training.
Speaking of which, we have to mention Xiao Letian’s past life. In that era when video games were rampant, war had already been virtualized and gamified. Sitting in front of the computer and clicking the mouse a few times, a long-range missile would fly to A bomb exploded above the enemy's head. Perhaps this explosion killed hundreds of enemy troops and accidentally killed thousands of civilians, but who would care?
The operator will not see the tragic situation caused by his own hands. He will take over the shift with the people behind him with peace of mind. Then he will have a nice steak and a glass of beer to relax his nerves. Before falling asleep, he may still have time to pick up the game console handle and play in an even more unreal world. In the game world, holding a big sword and shield, slashing wildly.
There's no bullshit moral condemnation, it's just that there's no blood on his hands.
But what is very strange is that even though human warfare technology is becoming more and more advanced and the probability of people fighting face-to-face is getting lower and lower, the armies of all countries have not given up combat training and hand-to-hand combat training. Why is this?
Now Xiao Letian's Ba Dao team has given a perfect answer. Long Ye and Noheita once again verified an iron-clad fact with their bare blades and blood, and once again verified the essence of war killing.
"The Ba Dao team... cut... send them to hell... cut... crush their morale... cut..."
Amidst the chopping slogans one after another, the forty-man sword-drawing team gradually merged into two rows at the front and back, and pressed towards the Austrian army neatly in a row of twenty people.
This group of foreign legionnaires is simply a group of lunatics. They perfectly combine passion and calmness to achieve a delicate balance. When the chopping slogan is given, twenty swords are chopped off from the top of the head without any hesitation. , often the sword flashed past the enemy on the opposite side and was split in half alive.
When the power of the sword was exhausted, the warriors in the front row took a step back with their swords. At the same time, the warriors in the back row holding the sword high strode forward and changed positions. They gave another slashing order, followed by another cold light of slashing.
Just like that, the forty Japanese samurai rolled their swords like a rotating meat grinder, crushing them mercilessly, leaving only a pile of broken corpses in their path.
It is not unfair at all to say that these foreign legions are madmen. More than once, Mr. Long saw the enemy's blood splashing on their faces. Instead of wiping it, these madmen stuck out their tongues and licked them in circles, as if they were splashed. It is the same as the top wine pulp produced in France.
To say that these sword-drawing teams are calm is not an unworthy compliment. They can maintain a steady chopping rhythm in a state of bloodthirsty madness, and the two rows of samurai wield them as if they are precision machine tools. This is not a realm that a first-time brother on the battlefield can achieve. It is impossible for a battlefield veteran who is not killing old people to have such rigorous cooperation.
After killing more than ten times and advancing more than ten steps, the sword-drawing team had successfully controlled the situation on the west side of the battlefield. More than 200 Austrian army corpses were strewn across the ground. The enemies on the west side had already There are faint signs of morale collapse.
"Damn it! Nohira, you guys can do it. When the Prime Minister first established the Foreign Legion, I was still opposed to it. When I see you today, I have to apologize to you... Hahaha, when I come back alive, I'll treat you to a drink …”
Looking at the trembling Austrian soldiers in front of him who couldn't help but retreat, Long Ye laughed wildly. The last barrier in his heart towards the foreign legions was completely forgotten.
It was not just Mr. Long who was laughing wildly. Xiao Letian, who was standing at the top of the highland, laughed so hard that he almost broke the telescope in his hand. He pointed at the situation on the battlefield and danced excitedly.
"Leo... come closer and record everything on the battlefield for me. This is our military history. I still hope to use this military history to brag to my grandson for the rest of my life... Then so and so, say you Well, protect our reporters. If you lose a hair, I will put you in solitary confinement..."
Xiao Letian, who was shouting wildly, could not vent his excitement at all. He turned around and grabbed Jonas's shoulder, "Did you see it? Did you see it? This is the warrior of Europe? He actually cowered in front of the medieval warriors... You tell me , is this the elite of Austria?"
"It hurts, it hurts... Prime Minister, please be gentle, you are about to crush my shoulder..." Jonas pulled out his shoulder with a grimace and then retorted in a low voice, "Mr. Xiao, your ridicule is meaningless. , I don’t think a group of medieval warriors used hand-to-hand combat to achieve some results, there is nothing worth celebrating..."
"Don't forget, you are the author of Journey to the West! You are also the leader of Western learning in East Asia. I think you should be able to see through the development of military technology in the future, right?"
Xiao Letian seemed to have guessed what Jonas was thinking, "No, no, no, Jonas, do you know why you can only be a politician, but I can be one? Why do I and B.C. Mr. Mai can become a politician who leads a country, while many officials can only be politicians in their lifetime?"
"It's because you don't have the insight to see through the essence of things! Jonas, my friend, you must remember, what is the essence of war? Tell me what is the essence of war?"
Jonas widened his big light blue eyes and said in confusion, "War... isn't the essence of war just killing? Isn't it just conquering?"
"Nonsense..." Xiao Letian curled his lips, "Look at our feet. There are more than two thousand troops of the enemy and ours strangled together. Do you think they will all die in battle? Look at the entire Sadova area, Austria and Prussia. Both sides have assembled nearly half a million troops, and more than one million reserves have been mobilized in the hinterlands of the two countries. Do you think these people will all die in the battle?"
Jonas was stunned. He couldn't imagine the concept of millions of people dying in a war. "This, this, this... aren't you talking nonsense? I don't know how this is related to the topic we are going to discuss. …”
"No connection?" Xiao Letian's eyes widened. "Didn't you just say that the essence of war is killing and conquest? Since it is killing, then kill painfully. If one thousand is killed in battle, we will still have ten thousand. If we die in battle, we will have ten thousand." There are still 100,000. Anyway, the two countries have already mobilized nearly two million troops, so let’s kill them until there is no one left..."
"If these two million people are killed, don't we still have ordinary people? The people of the two countries will shoot at each other until the end of the world... Don't you say that the essence of war is conquest? Then go Conquer, as long as anyone in the two countries is still unconvinced, then continue to kill..."
Jonas choked Xiao Letian to the point where he couldn't say a word. He wanted to refute but he vaguely felt that there was something in Xiao Letian's words.
"Hey..." Xiao Letian sighed, "A war must be ended before it is launched. The essence of war is actually just a demonstration. Only madmen would engage in a war like genocide. The two countries are at war. What we are fighting for is actually just profit..."
"We can often see that the battles between street gangsters are often just a fist fight. As long as one party admits defeat and is convinced, the fight will naturally end... In Chinese terms, it is a battle of momentum, Lao Tzu More fierce than you, more ruthless than you, more daring to risk your life than you, and being able to frighten the enemy is enough. Only a lunatic would kill someone out of anger over a disagreement..."
"A war is actually the same as a fight between street gangsters. Both sides gather millions of troops to fight together. The purpose is never to let all these people die. What the enemy and we are fighting is actually just this momentum. Fight until one side's morale collapses. If we no longer have the will to fight, the war will be over, and the subsequent distribution of benefits will be the task of diplomats..."
Xiao Letian pointed at the legions fighting in the high ground and underground, "Look, take a good look. Is there anything in the world that can deter the morale of the enemy more than cold weapons and brutal hand-to-hand combat? Look at the lax formation of the Austrian army. With fearful eyes, look at the soldiers who are shrinking under the pressure of the sword-drawing team..."
"Do you think those Austrian troops still have the courage to fight after this hellish hand-to-hand killing?" Xiao Letian roared with a dull pain in his chest.
"Impossible! Today I am going to use the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat in the history of human war to destroy the last trace of the enemy's morale. I am going to stuff the seeds of fear deep into the depths of their souls. I am going to make them suffer for the rest of their lives. They don’t dare to look at our military flag, I want them to wet their pants in fear when they think of my new army..."
Jonas looked at Xiao Letian's ferocious expression, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Now he understood that Xiao Letian was essentially a madman. He did not hesitate to give himself a bayonet in order to deal with the French. Isn't such a cruel person? Crazy or something.
But somehow, Jonas found himself standing next to this madman, but he could feel an indescribable sense of security. This may be Xiao Letian's unique personality charm.
"Collapsed! Look, Jonas! The Austrian army on the west side has collapsed... Deserters, deserters have appeared! See what I said is right, the most effective way to defeat the enemy's morale is Hand-to-hand combat, after this battle, the psychology of these Austrian soldiers will be filled with shadows. As long as they escape in front of us once, there will be a second, third, and countless times..."
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