It's not a one-sided massacre.

In fact, on the left and right flanks, the Tang army and the Liao army were inseparable, and there were comings and goings. Although the Tang army is more well-trained and more sharply equipped, the Liao army's desperate heart should not be underestimated. The current state of the Liao army happens to be a posture of mourning soldiers, and throughout the morning, they relied on this will to mourn and kill the Tang army inextricably.

No one thought that the first to collapse was the 10,000 cavalry that Zhang Zhongwu relied on the most.

They ran into five thousand Mo sword guards led by Li Han.

From the slight upper hand at the time of the charge, to the autumn color of the level flight that followed, to the merciless slaughter one step further. The cavalry of the Liao army who died under the sharp sword of the Mo Dao guard died too miserably.

Dead or dead are not enough to describe their state.

Sometimes a cavalryman with a horse is often cut down by several sharp knives at the same time.

Then, everyone was torn apart.

Although the dead don't have much opinion on how they die, for the living, how to die is still a question worth considering and weighing.

When the first cavalryman led his horse to the side to avoid the Mo Sword Guard, the cowardice hidden deep in the heart of the man was like a river that burst its banks.

No matter what kind of warrior they are, they just hide their original cowardice deeper.

Survival is the most basic instinct of every life. As long as there is still the slightest possibility of living, life will strive to walk in this possible direction. No one dies for the sake of dying. Unless it is a time when death is more important than living, someone will choose this path.

And this kind of person is what we call a true warrior.

Obviously, these Liao soldiers are not real warriors.

Because of the exhaustive reason, deep down in their hearts, they don't know what they are fighting for. What is the meaning of fighting to the death?

They have a home, but no country.

And such a state will stimulate them to seek the possibility of survival when it is possible to escape.

This is also the reason why Li Ze asked the Yixing Society to start promoting the theory of nationality and the state.

He wants to cultivate the feelings of the family and the country and the nation of the Tang people.

The world is vast, but the world is also small. People living in this world want to seek a better life and a larger living space for themselves. One day, everyone will bump into each other, and they will fight to the death for their own interests.

This contradiction is also irreconcilable, and Li Ze can't think of any other way than to defend his interests with knives, guns and blood.

What you can't get on the battlefield, you can't get at the negotiating table.

Li Ze believes that in other parts of the world, there will inevitably be great figures who are promoting the theory of the family and the country and the nation like himself.

And another point is what Li Ze fears the most, that is, in this world, there is another powerful thing that can unite people's hearts, that is, religion.

The unifying power of religion is undoubtedly terrifying. Fanatical believers really do anything for the sake of their religion.

The Tang people, on the other hand, believe in their ancestors, and are not so enthusiastic about religion. Anyway, any god or Buddha can be worshipped, and when something happens, I think of them, and if I have nothing to do, I will throw them aside.

Therefore, the cohesion of the current Datang people is undoubtedly not strong. Once you encounter an external enemy, you are likely to be defeated by those who have the blessing of external forces.

Let every Tang Dynasty person have a sense of identity for their identity, a sense of pride in their own nation, and be willing to fight for it to the end, which is a complex that Li Ze wants to add to all Tang people.

A lonely city for thousands of miles, full of white-haired soldiers, born to be Tang people, dead to be Tang ghosts! What Li Ze wants most is to plant this spirit in the hearts of every Datang person.

Yixing Society is already in such a state of ignorance.

Now they are groping their way from the small self to the big self, and it has become their purpose to open peace for all generations, and the Yixing Society is the first to take root at the bottom, which paves the way for Li Ze to implement his strategy.

And in the army, a large number of members of the Yixing Society are flooded, and they have become the strongest glue in the army.

Follow the wolf and you will become a wolf.

Follow the sheep and you will become a sheep too.

Therefore, the current Tang Army is forming a belief, a belief that I am fighting for my race and my Tang Dynasty, and the ultimate goal of this belief is to open peace for all generations, so that their children and grandchildren can live in the peaceful and prosperous world of Shanyan and Heqing. And if you want to do this, of course, you have to kill all these soil emperors who dominate one side, so that they can no longer cause harm to the world.

Therefore, although the Tang Army encountered difficulties, he was still able to persevere. When I encountered a setback, I never thought of giving up.

But the Liao army did not have such an idea.

They still have the idea of being a soldier and eating food.

They still feel like they're fighting for their bosses.

It's just that the strict military law binds them to a small circle.

And when faced with the current situation, when the possibility of military law disposing to them has become very small, their hearts are no longer so hard.

They think of their own little home.

So someone wanted to escape.

He wants to escape, he wants to go to his parents to fulfill his filial piety, he wants to be considerate of husband and wife, and he wants to raise children who have not yet reached adulthood.

Once this idea grows, it grows like a weed, spreads, and then it will be turned into action.

The collapse of the cavalry of the Liao army was sudden.

When the first rider began to turn around and run away, the next thing was that Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save it.

The most tragic central battlefield was chaotic in an instant.

Some cavalry fled to the left and right, and they relied on their horses to flee the central battlefield, but they unexpectedly rushed the battlefield on the left and right flanks, causing the left and right flanks to gradually fall into chaos.

Some of the cavalry fought backwards, but they were crowded with the cavalry who still wanted to charge.

This made the speed advantage of the cavalry immediately reduced to zero.

The cavalry, which had lost its speed advantage, became lambs to the slaughter in front of the furious Mo Dao Guard.

The exclamations, wails, neighing of war horses, and the roars of officers on the battlefield were suppressed to death by the monotonous rising and falling sounds of thousands of Mo Dao Guards.

Obviously, there were more of them and their voices were louder, but between heaven and earth, in everyone's ears, it seemed that they only heard the neat shouts of Mo Daowei's rise and fall.

Together, thousands of Mo knives were like a dazzling sun that lit up everyone's eyes.

As soon as it fell, it was like countless lightning bolts tearing apart the world.

The changes on the battlefield could not escape the eyes of people like Han Qi, the drums rumbled above the city, the banners changed, and the Tang army under the city suddenly changed formations.

The Mo Sword Guards were the first to make the change.

A military formation of thousands of people, like a knife wheel, split into multiple arrays of hundreds of people in a very short period of time, slashing and slashing in different directions. Cut the Liao army in front of you even more fragments, wrap them tightly in it, no matter which direction you flee, you will always see the bright Mo knife shining in front of you.

In the city, the last mobile force was also put into use, they were the young men who had been temporarily conscripted, most of them had not received formal military training, and the previous battles were suitable for them, but now, it was time to pick up the fruits of victory and fight a tailwind war, and their participation would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Deng Jingshan looked painfully at Zhang Zhongwu's banner in the distance.

The banner was still flying, and Zhang Zhongwu was still resisting fiercely, but it was precisely because there was still organized resistance where he was still there, that he also attracted several Mo Dao guards to move in that direction. In Deng Jingshan's eyes, only the shining sword light remained.

And he himself, with less than a few dozen personal soldiers left around him, guarded him in the middle.

And a Mo sword guard has already forced in front of them.

Mo Daowei's forward speed is not possible, but this torment in the face of death is even more painful.

The guards shot their crossbow arrows in desperation.

The clanging sound was incessant, and the crossbow arrows were fired at the opponent, but they did not cause the slightest damage to the opponent, and they did not even have the ability to slow down the opponent's progress.

The monotonous ups and downs make people's last insistence melt away.

A dozen guards shouted and threw down their swords and shields, spread their swords and fled to the rear. Leaving the main general they were going to defend in front of the Mo Dao Guard.

Deng Jingshan desperately raised his knife and rushed towards the sea of steel.

Fall with a bang!

Dozens of Mo knives in the front row fell, and Deng Jingshan's shadow was never seen again.

The Tang army began to carry out the official work in an orderly manner, reaping the victories that had already been reached.

The last cavalry on Zhang Zhongwu's side also rushed out, trying to open an escape for their commander.

But when they finally fell one by one, they still didn't break the lineup of the Tang Army.

In the middle of the surroundment, only Zhang Zhongwu and his lonely banner of the Chinese army remained.

"I'm Zhang Zhongwu, who will kill me!" Zhang Zhongwu raised his lance and roared.

The approaching Mo Dao Guard stopped instead after hearing his shout.

A tall Mo sword guard stepped out of the crowd, strode to the front, lifted his visor, and revealed a slightly honest face.

"I'm Li Han, I'm here to kill you!"

Li Han, the commander of the Mo Dao Guard. It is better to die in the hands of such a person than to be slashed by the nameless Mo knifeman.

Zhang Zhongwu roared angrily and rushed towards Li Han with a spear.

When he was young, Zhang Zhongwu was indeed a brave general of the three armies, but now he is old but pampered, and he is no longer the courage of the year. After a few rounds of fighting with Li Han in the right year, he was slapped to the ground by Li Han with a knife.

Hiding on the ground with his back to the sky, Zhang Zhongwu actually showed a relieved expression. Looking at Li Han's Mo knife with wide eyes, he wanted to see how he was hacked to death.

"You're captured!" Li Han's voice came from his ears, and then Mo Dao deflected and slammed heavily on his head.

Zhang Zhongwu's eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.