When the king's banner fell, the faith of the Macedonian warriors collapsed. The Macedonian phalanx collapsed like an avalanche, and the soldiers threw away their heavy long contradictory cards. Running away without will, even consciousness. The steppe was full of scattered Macedonian soldiers, and the Qin cavalry was chasing after them with their last physical strength.

The battle lasted for most of the day, and many of the soldiers did not even drink a sip of water. The course of the war has greatly tested people's physical strength and perseverance, and this is not only a contest of equipment and courage, but also a contest of the will of soldiers from the East and the West.

Yun Yue stood on the hill, and at her feet was a crowd of people wriggling like ants. The black ones are the Qin army, and the yellow ones are the Greeks. Farther away, the carcasses of several elephants are still burning. Billowing smoke rose into the sky, and orange flames erupted from the black smoke from time to time.

For thousands of years, Chinese soldiers have summed up many tactics of war. Sun Tzu's Art of War, Taigong's Art of War, Wei Zhenzi's Art of War, Thirty-six Strategies, etc., etc People are accustomed to thinking that a war can only succeed if it is a strategy. But in reality, real wars are always full of blood and violence. The spark of wisdom flashed only occasionally in it, and more often than not, the soldiers fought for their lives knife to knife and gun to gun.

The Yunjia military flag fluttering in the hunt is no different from the King Alexander flag that fell to the ground and was trampled on. The difference is that the soldiers of the Chinese nationality are more tenacious and tenacious.

The battlefield was littered with stumps and broken arms, broken knives, spears, and arrows stuck in the ground. There were also soldiers covered in blood and still struggling on the ground. Billowing smoke rose everywhere, and black plumes of smoke soared into the sky.

For those who don't know about war, war is romantic. It has been praised by countless people. It's really on the battlefield. No one laughed. Praise can be sung.

Faced with a mutilated corpse, unknown human body parts. The soldiers were so tired that they collapsed on the ground and couldn't pull them up. No matter how great a poet is, he can't recite beautiful words. Some only have sorrow and sorrow, and war has always been a freak condensed by blood and flesh. If possible, Yun Yue didn't want to fight even the smallest battle. But the wheel of history is driven by these wars, big and small.

In the world before the modern Industrial Revolution. The technical factors influencing the growth of human wealth are relatively small, and the absolute labor force aggregate calculated by head is more direct and effective. In order to lift some races in human society up the ladder of civilization, it is obviously the easiest and quickest way to use other people as stepping stones.

So the strong race bullies the weak race. Enslave these races. It became the source of absolutely cheap labor, so that one after another wars of conquest and anti-conquest became the protagonist of human history.

As a result, there have also been one after another, famous and anonymous, people who have sacrificed themselves for the dignity of the country and the nation. The most glorious moment of a nation is not the time to dominate the world. Rather, it is the scene in which the spirit of unyielding resistance erupts in the desperate situation of life and death.

It is as if thousands of years later, the Huaxia people are once again facing the crisis of extinction. Countless soldiers of the Huaxia tribe pounced on the enemy's crazy tanks with their bodies. Fought for eight years at the cost of 10,000 people a day, under the sea of corpses and blood. The invaders retreated, they are a people who dare to break jade. But what they encountered was an out-and-out crusher.

One by one illiterate Chinese soldiers. For the right of children and grandchildren to speak Chinese and read Chinese characters. In order not to be enslaved by aliens, they advanced ...... in the face of enemy fire!

Ancient Egypt perished. Ancient Babylon perished, and so did ancient India. The Inca Maya can only find their remains from the pyramids in the rainforest.

However, the Chinese nation still stands in the east of the world, creating the most brilliant civilization in the human world. It depends on this spirit of fighting bravely to survive in a desperate situation.

Yun Yue felt that her legs were a little weak, and her body was a little fluttery. In the face of the mountain of corpses and the river of blood, no one can be calm as usual. The banner of the Yun family with black characters on a red background fluttered in the wind, red like blood and black like blood.

"Master Hou! We won! Wei Fang looked at the retreating Macedonian army and muttered. It's like saying it to Yun Yue, and it's like saying it to yourself.

Once upon a time, he had lost hope of victory. Especially the moment when the war elephant rushed out from the rear of the enemy, the Wei Fang felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar. If it weren't for Yun Yue, he decisively used a trebuchet to smash back these big guys. The Yun family will undoubtedly lose this battle, and the essence of several years of careful preparation. The accumulation of talents and materials in the past few years will also be ruined in this campaign. Although the battle was won, it was also a narrow victory.

"Yes! We won! "Turning around, trying not to look at the battlefield like Shura's purgatory.

"Gather the ranks and let the cavalry come back. Poor Kou Mo chases, this place is thousands of miles away from their hometown, even if they want to run, they can't run back. The tribes are not to be killed, these are excellent slaves. Yun Yue shook her head, as a military commander, she didn't need to be sentimental. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Pingliang rely on him to eat, and it is only right to get a little cheap labor for Pingliang.

"Whoa!" Zheng Bin sighed, turned around and went to give the order.

In fact, the remaining Macedonian soldiers on the battlefield now have no way to run. Even if they threw away their heavy spears and shields, they still couldn't outrun their horses. Both in terms of speed and endurance, they are completely at a disadvantage.

Some of the soldiers who had broken down were even more running, and then sat on the ground and gasped. Because those black-armored cavalry had already run ahead of them. The Arabs on camels ran faster than rabbits. The only ones who continue to fight are the "friends of the king" in Greece. Even the Macedonian infantry began to surrender in pieces.

The "King's Friends" were worthy of the elite of the Greek army, although the shouts of killing around them became quieter and quieter. But they were still fighting the Qin cavalry, because of their hindrance to the Arab camel cavalry that escaped and ascended to heaven. Many foot soldiers of the servant state also took the opportunity to flee for their lives to the depths of the grassland.

"Woo!" The horn sounded, and Zhang Han was surprised and thought that he had misheard. But this clarion call is obviously a military order to retreat, and the victory is decided. Why do you want to let go of these stubborn enemies, according to Zhang Han's thoughts, these guys should be killed immediately, and it is a disaster to keep them as prisoners.

But the military order could not be violated, and the helpless Zhang Han could only retreat with the heavy armored cavalry.

Wei Fang mobilized six infantry divisions to surround the "Wang's friends", and Zhang Han's idea was right. The idea of the Celestial Fang coincided with his, and a rain of arrows was followed by a trebuchet filled with fire oil.

A creature covered in wounds was dragged deep into the prairie by a war horse, where there was no tearing and no drums. Only the wounded warhorse, the unconscious master of the Guardian. The golden armor reflected the blood-red light in the setting sun, and the bloody face could not be seen. The war horse kept licking its master with its tongue, and the owner's scarred hand seemed to move in the breeze. (To be continued.) )