The evolution of human warfare lasted for thousands of years, from fists, feet, sticks, and stones, to bronze short swords, leather armor, and then the arrival of the Iron Age, people began to judge a country's military level by the quality of armor and the sharpness of swords.

Such cold-weapon warfare lasted for thousands of years, until firearms began to spread massively, and human warfare began to rely heavily on long-range weapons.

It is worth mentioning that when the war is becoming more and more dependent on long-range weapons, and when the power of industry begins to spread wildness unscrupulously, the intensity of the war of mankind as a whole is increasing, but the feeling given to every participant in the war is the opposite.

This is a very peculiar phenomenon, the intensity of the war is intensifying, this is undoubted, just a World War II incomplete statistics have exceeded 50 million deaths, such a war intensity is the ancients simply could not imagine.

But for every soldier involved in the war, this modern warfare is far less brutal than the cold weapons of the Middle Ages.

Can you imagine that pulling the trigger and shooting your head at a distance of 1,200 meters will give you a stronger sensory stimulation? Or will it be more exciting to rush up with a kitchen knife and cut off the head alive?

The answer is obviously the latter, firing a gun to kill the enemy from a distance, a task that a farmer or teenager can do with a little training. And to carry a kitchen knife to cut off people's heads alive is either a madman, or you have to undergo this kind of cruel hand-to-hand combat training.

Speaking of which, I have to mention Xiao Letian's previous life, in that era of video games, war has long been virtualized and gamified, sitting in front of the computer with a few clicks of the mouse, a long-range missile will fly to the top of the enemy's head and explode, maybe this explosion slaughtered hundreds of enemy soldiers, and killed thousands of people by mistake, but who cares?

The operator will not see the tragic situation caused by his own hands, he will go to the shift with the people behind him with peace of mind, and then eat a steak and drink a beer to relax his nerves, and maybe there is still time to pick up the game console controller before falling asleep, and in the more unreal game world, holding a big sword and shield to slash wildly.

There was no bullshit moral condemnation, just that there was 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 white-knuckle combat training, why is this?

Now Xiao Letian's knife drawing team has given a perfect answer, and Long Ye and Ye Heitai have once again verified an iron-clad fact with white blades and blood, and once again verified the essence of war killing.

"Draw the Sword...... Chop...... Send them to hell...... Chop...... crush their morale...... Chop ......"

Amid one chopping slogan after another, the squad of forty swordsmen gradually merged into two rows, front and rear, and pressed towards the Austrians in a neat column of twenty people.

This group of foreign legions is simply a group of crazy people, they have a perfect combination of blood and calm, to achieve a delicate balance, when the slogan of chopping is given, twenty knives without hesitation to cut from the top of the head, often the sword flashes the enemy on the opposite side and is split in half.

When the sword momentum was exhausted, the samurai in the front row dragged their swords and took a step back, and at the same time, the warriors in the back row with their swords held high strode forward to change positions, and another chopping order came, followed by another chopping cold light.

In this way, the forty Japanese samurai swords rolled like a spinning meat grinder, mercilessly crushing past, leaving only a pile of incomplete and broken corpses in their passes.

It is not wrong to say that these foreign legions are crazy, and Long Ye has seen the enemy's blood splashing their faces more than once, and instead of wiping them, these madmen stick out their tongues and lick them in circles, as if they were sprayed with the top wine pulp from France.

To say that these sword-drawing teams are calm, it is not a nutritious lifting and boasting, they can be in a state of bloodthirsty madness, the rhythm of the chopping is not chaotic, and the two rows of samurai wield it as if it were a sophisticated machine tool. This is not the realm that the first brother of the battlefield can achieve, and it is impossible to have such rigorous cooperation if he is not a veteran of the battlefield who kills old people.

After killing and killing, it was only more than ten chops and more than ten steps forward, and this group of sword-drawing teams had successfully controlled the situation on the west side of the battlefield, and more than 200 Austrian corpses were strewn all over the ground, and the enemy on the west side was already faintly showing signs of demoralization.

"... Nohei Taita, you can, when the Prime Minister first formed the Foreign Legion, I was still opposed, but when I see you today, I have to apologize to you...... Hahaha, when I go back alive, I'll invite you to drink......"

Long Ye looked at the trembling Austrian soldiers in front of him who couldn't stop retreating, and his mouth couldn't stop laughing, he completely left the last bit of estrangement in the heart of the Foreign Legion.

It was not only Long Ye who was laughing wildly, Xiao Letian, who was standing at the top of the high ground, almost broke the telescope in his hand with a smile, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the situation of the battlefield, dancing excitedly.

"Leo...... Get closer, record all the qiē on the battlefield for me, this is our military history, Lao Tzu still hopes to brag about this military history to his grandson in the second half of his life...... Then whoever says you, protect our reporters, and I'll lock you up if you lose a hair......"

Xiao Letian, who was shouting wildly, couldn't vent his excitement at all, he turned around and grabbed Jonas by the shoulder, "See? Do you see it? This is the warrior of Europe? Actually flinched in front of the medieval warriors...... You sue me, is this the elite of Austria?"

"It hurts, it hurts...... Prime Minister, be light, you're about to crush my shoulder......" Jonas pulled out his shoulder with a bitter face, and then retorted in a low voice, "Mr. Shaw, your taunt is meaningless, I don't think a group of medieval warriors used hand-to-hand combat to achieve a little success, there is nothing to celebrate......"

"Don't forget Jì, you're the author of the Westward Journey... You are also a leader in Western studies in East Asia, and I think you should be able to see through the development of military science and technology in the future, right?"

Xiao Lotian seemed to have guessed Jonas's thoughts: "No, no, no, Jonas, do you know why you can only be a politician, but I can be a politician? Why can I and Mr. Bismarck become politicians who lead a country, and many officials can only be politicians in their lives?"

"It's because you don't have the discerning eye to see things as they are... Jonas, my friend, you must remember what is the nature of war, and what is the nature of war?"

Jonas glared at his big pale blue eyes and said in confusion, "War...... Isn't the essence of war all about killing, isn't it about conquest?"

"...... Xiao Letian pouted, "Look at our feet, the enemy and us have already strangled together more than 2,000 troops, do you think they will all die in battle? Look at the entire Sadowa region, Austria and Prussia have gathered nearly 500,000 troops, and more than one million reservists have also been mobilized in the hinterland of the two countries, do you think these people will all die in battle?"

Jonas was stunned, he couldn't imagine what it was like to die millions of people in a war...... Aren't you messing around? I don't know what this has to do with what we're going to discuss......"

"Isn't there a connection?" Xiao Letian's eyes glared, "Didn't you just say that the essence of war is killing, that is, conquest? Since it is killing, then kill a pain, we still have 10,000 if we die in battle, and we still have 100,000 if we die in 10,000, anyway, now that the two countries have mobilized nearly two million troops, then kill, kill until there is no one left......

"If these two million people are not killed, don't we still have ordinary people? The people of the two countries will shoot each other with guns and kill until the end of the old world...... Didn't you say that the essence of war is conquest? Then go for conquest, and as long as there is anyone in the two countries who is not convinced, then continue to ......kill."

Jonas couldn't say a word that Xiao Lotian choked on, 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 started before thinking about how to end him, the essence of war is actually just a demonstration, only a madman would engage in a war like genocide, the two countries are fighting for only interests......"

"We can often see that the fight between street scoundrels is often just a fist fight, as long as one side admits defeat and is convinced, the fight will naturally end...... In Chinese words, it is a battle of momentum, Lao Tzu is fiercer than you, more ruthless than you, more daring than you, it is enough to be able to deter the enemy, only a madman will kill people out of anger if he doesn't agree with him......"

"War is actually the same as street gangster fighting, the two sides gather millions of troops, and the strangulation is never for these people to die, the battle between the enemy and us is actually just this momentum, until the morale of one side collapses and there is no desire to fight, the war is over, and the distribution of benefits after that is the task of diplomats......"

Xiao Letian pointed to the legions fighting high 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......?"

"Do you think that after this hellish hand-to-hand killing, those Austrian soldiers still have the courage to fight?" Xiao Letian's chest ached faintly.

"Impossible... Today I am going to use the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat in the history of human warfare to destroy the last trace of the enemy's morale, I want to stuff the seeds of fear deep into their souls, I want to make them dare not face our military flag for the rest of their lives, I want to make them pee their pants in fear when they think of Lao Tzu's new army......"

Jonas looked at Xiao Letian's hideous expression, 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, such a ruthless character is not a madman or something.

But I don't know how, Jonas found himself standing next to this madman, but he could feel a trace of indescribable security, which may be Xiao Letian's unique personality charm.

"Rushed... Jonas, look... The Austrian army on the west side has collapsed...... Deserters, there are deserters who have appeared... Let's see what Lao Tzu said, if you want to break the morale of the enemy, the most effective way is to fight with the white knuckles, after this battle, the psychology of these Austrian soldiers will be full of shadows, as long as they escape in front of us once, there will be a second, a third, countless ......"

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