Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The evolution of human warfare had lasted for thousands of years. From punching, kicking, and smashing, it gradually developed into a bronze, dagger, leather, and armor. Then, the age of steel arrived, and people began to judge a country's military level by the quality of their armor, as well as the sharpness of their swords and sabers.

Such a war of cold weapons lasted for thousands of years, until firearms began to be widely used and human wars began to rely heavily on long-range weapons.

It is worth mentioning that when war becomes more and more reliant on long-range weapons and when the power of industry starts to wantonly rampage, the intensity of human war is becoming stronger. However, the feeling it gives every participant in the war is the opposite.

This was a very strange phenomenon. The intensity of the war was increasing, and the number of deaths in the second world war alone was already over 50 million. This kind of intensity was unimaginable for the ancients.

However, to every soldier who participated in the war, the cruelty of this modern war was far less than the cold weapons combat of the Middle Age.

Imagine pulling a trigger a bullet in the head a hundred or two hundred meters away and giving you a more intense sensory stimulation? Or was it more exciting to have his head cut off while rushing forward with a kitchen knife?

The answer was obviously the latter. Shooting at long range to kill the enemy, this kind of mission only required a little training, and a farmer or youth would be able to do it. To cut off a man's head while carrying a kitchen knife, he would have to either be a madman or undergo such cruel physical training.

As he sat in front of his computer and tapped on it a few times, a long-range missile flew towards the enemy's head and exploded with a loud bang. Maybe, in this explosion, they had killed hundreds of enemy troops and thousands of citizens, but who would care?

The operator would not see the tragedy that he had caused himself. He would work together with the people behind him in peace, eat a steak and drink a glass of beer to relax his nerves, and before going to sleep, he might still have time to pick up the console handle and crazily chop down the shield in an even more illusory game.

There was no such thing as moral condemnation, only because his hands were not stained with blood.

But what was strange was that even though the technology of human warfare was becoming more and more advanced and the probability of people killing each other was decreasing, the armies of all the countries had not given up on fighting training and training in the white blade combat.

Right now, the knife drawing team under Xiao Letian's command had given a perfect answer. Dragon Lord, Yepingtai and the others used their white blades and fresh blood to once again verify an iron-like fact, and once again verified the true nature of war and slaughter.

"knife drawing team... Cut... Send them to hell... Cut... Crush their morale... "Cut …"

With another wave of slashes, the forty man knife drawing team s gradually formed two rows at the front and back, with twenty people forming a neat row as they charged towards Austrian Army.

This group of Foreign Legion were simply a group of lunatics, they combined calm and calmness together perfectly to achieve a kind of delicate balance. When the slogan of hacking was passed down, twenty Katana s were chopped down from above without hesitation, and blades would often flash past each other's enemies and be chopped into half alive.

At the same time, the warrior holding the Katana at the back took large strides forward and changed her position. She then gave the order to chop, which was immediately followed by another cold light.

Just like this, the blades of the forty Japanese soldiers rotated like a meat grinder as they mercilessly crushed their way through. All that was left behind was a pile of incomplete pieced together corpses.

It was not wrong to say that these Foreign Legion were crazy. Dragon Lord had seen the enemy's blood splatter all over their faces many times before, these lunatics did not wipe the blood off but extended their tongues to lick the blood off of their faces. It was as if they were spouting French top-grade wine.

To say that these knife drawing team were calm, was not like saying that they didn't have any nutrition. In a state of berserk bloodthirst, they could chop without any disorder. The two rows of warriors could be brandished like a delicate machine tool. This wasn't a realm that a novice on the battlefield could reach. He wasn't an experienced veteran who had killed many people, so it was impossible for him to have such strict coordination.

After fighting back and forth, they had only taken more than ten steps, and the group of knife drawing team s had already succeeded in taking control of the situation on the west side of the battlefield. The more than two hundred dead Austrian Army enemies on the west side had already begun to show signs of collapsing morale.

"Damn it!" Yepingtai, you can do it, when Prime Minister first established the Foreign Legion, I was still opposed to it. "Hahaha, when we get back alive, I'll treat you guys to wine …"

Dragon Lord looked at the trembling Austrian Army soldiers who were retreating, and he couldn't stop laughing. He had completely forgotten about the last barrier in Foreign Legion's heart.

It was not only the Dragon Lord who was laughing maniacally, Xiao Letian, who was standing at the top of the high ground, was laughing so hard that the telescope in his hands almost broke.

"Leo..." Come closer and record everything that happened on the battlefield to me. This is our military history. This old man still hopes to brag about my military history to my grandson for the rest of my life … "Who's talking about you? Protect our reporters. If you lose even a single hair on your head, I'll lock you up …"

He turned around and grabbed Jonas by the shoulder, "Did you see that? Did you see that? This is the warrior of Europe? She actually cowered in front of the medieval warriors … Tell me, are these the elites of the Austria? "

"Pain, pain, pain …" Prime Minister, please be a bit more gentle, you are about to crush my shoulder … " With a bitter face, Jonas pulled out his shoulder and retorted in a low voice, "Mr. Xiao, your taunts are meaningless. I don't think a group of medieval warriors would benefit from a hand-to-hand fight, what's there to celebrate about …"

"Don't forget, you are the author of Journey to the West! "You are also the leader of West Studies in East Asia. I think you should be able to see through the future development of military technology, right?"

Xiao Letian seemed to have already guessed what Jonas was thinking. "No no no, Jonas, do you know why you can only be a politician and I can only be a politician? Why can Mr. Bismark and I be the statesmen leading a country, while many officials can only be a statesman for their entire lives? "

"It's precisely because you don't have the intellect to see through the nature of things! Jonas, my good friend, you must definitely remember this. What is the nature of war? You tell me what the nature of war is. "

Jonas widely opened his pair of large, light blue eyes, and said in a puzzled manner, "War … Isn't the essence of war killing? Isn't it just a conquest? "

"Nonsense …" Xiao Letian curled his lips: "Look at our feet, the enemy and my forces have already reached more than two thousand, do you think they will all die in battle? Then look at the nearly half a million strong army of the Austria and Prussia in the entire Sardauva region, along with the millions of reservists in the two countries' hinterlands. Do you think these people will die in battle? "" No, no...

Jonas was shocked. He could not imagine what it meant for millions to die in a war. Aren't you just messing around? I don't know what this has to do with what we're talking about... "

"No contact?" Xiao Letian glared at him, "Didn't you just say that the nature of war is slaughter, and that it is conquest? "Since it's killing, we might as well kill them all. If we're going to die fighting a thousand times, we still have ten thousand, but if we're going to die fighting a hundred thousand, we still have a hundred thousand. Since both countries have mobilized nearly two million troops, we might as well kill them all until there's nothing left …"

"If we kill all two million people, wouldn't we still have commoners? The citizens of the two countries carried their guns and fired at each other, fighting all the way to the end of the old world … Didn't you say that the essence of war is conquest? "Then let's go conquer them. As long as either one of them is unconvinced, we'll continue to kill …"

Jonas was choked to the point that she couldn't even say a single word. He wanted to retort, but he faintly felt that there was something behind Xiao Letian's words.

"Sigh …" Xiao Letian sighed, "A war needs to be decided before the start of it. The nature of the war is just a demonstration, only lunatics would cause a war like the genocide. The fight between the two countries is actually just about benefits …"

"We often see battles between rascals on the streets. Most of the time, it's just a fist fight. As long as one side concedes defeat, the battle will naturally end … "In Chinese words, it is a battle of momentum. I am fiercer than you, more ruthless than you, more daring to fight with my life on the line. It is enough that I can intimidate the enemy, only madmen would kill people out of anger …"

"War is actually the same as street gangs fighting. The gathering of a million men from both sides has never been to send these people to their deaths. The fight between the enemy and the enemy has only resulted in this momentum and once the morale of one side crumbled, there would be no more fighting spirit. This war can be considered over, but the distribution of benefits will be for the diplomats …"

Xiao Letian pointed at the army that was fighting underground, "Take a look, take a good look, is there anyone in this world more capable of intimidating the morale of the enemy than killing with cold weapons? "Look at Austrian Army's relaxed formation, her terrified gaze, and then look at the soldiers knife drawing team is pressuring to retreat …"

"Do you think that after this hellish melee, the Austrian Army would still dare to fight?" Xiao Letian roared until his chest began to ache.

"Impossible!" "Today, I want to use the most bloody hand-to-hand combat in the history of human war to destroy the last bit of the enemy's morale. I want to push the seed of fear deep into their souls, I want to make them never dare to look at our banner, I want them to wet their pants in fear whenever they think of laozi's new army …"

Jonas looked at Xiao Letian's sinister expression and cold sweat trickled down his back. Now he finally understood, Xiao Letian was basically a madman, and he did not hesitate to stab himself with his blade in order to deal with the Frenchman.

But somehow, Jonas found herself standing beside this madman, and felt an indescribable sense of safety. This could possibly be Xiao Letian's unique charisma.

"It broke!" Jonas, quickly look! The Western Austrian Army has collapsed … The deserters, there were deserters appearing! If we want to defeat the enemy's morale, the most effective way is through White Blade Combat. After this battle, the hearts of these Austria's soldiers will be filled with shadows, as long as they escape in front of us once, then there will be a second time, a third time, a countless number of times … "