Lied had seen many kinds of armies.
There are armies that can only fight desperately because of desperation, there are armies that are united by strange beliefs and are not afraid of death, there are armies that are extremely well-armed and armed to the teeth, and there are armies that are desperately moving forward with lofty glory... leading to There is not only one rule of victory, each excellent general has his own unique training methods, and each army gives people a different feeling.
Generally speaking, experienced generals only need to look at the aura of the army to understand what kind of training they have been undergoing. For example, Yunhai's army is calm and self-confident, adhering to the philosophy that no one will offend me, and I will not offend others; in comparison, Lingwu's army is obviously more aggressive and oppressive. Li De still remembers those who stood in the heavy snow The solemn and solemn armored soldiers in the middle remember those cold and ruthless eyes.
When he saw Lord Yunyang's army spread out, Li De only felt a kind of nothingness.
There is light in their eyes, their weapons are held upright, and the military formations they put out are also remarkable. After all, Lord Yunyang is capable, even though he has not personally fought for many years, even though his self-willed character has been deeply rooted in his bones, he can still train an army capable of fighting in the shortest possible time.
This army is based on the two frontier armies in the north and south of Yunyang. In all fairness, its combat strength is not high compared to other territories. If it is pulled out to fight, the army brought out by those powerful territories will probably be broken at the first touch. But this army was built after draining Yunyang's last vitality, and it was all the lord of Yunyang could come up with.
The only downside is that this army feels empty, with weapons in their hands but no reason to fight in their hearts. They just remember their responsibilities under high-pressure training, and they have no motivation to perform these responsibilities. The lord of Yunyang is also well aware of this, the reason why he wants to block the announcement from Yuxi City is because he is very clear that he is only occupying the orthodoxy in name, and the hearts of Yunyang are no longer on his side.
On the contrary, although the number of troops under Fang Shisan's command is obviously much smaller, everyone can see clear hope in their eyes. This is the style of the army in Yuxi City. They are not fighting for someone, but for the people and their own future. People are afraid of death, but as Lid said, something has always been beyond life and death. What they are fighting for can make them temporarily forget their fear of death.
The sun is shining and the wind is blowing.
Lord Yunyang once again saw Li De among the crowd.
He never looked the same. Whether it was the single-handedly attending the meeting in Lingyun City, or later blocking Liyi's retreat with his sword alone, or the glimpse on the city wall of Xiaxin, and now the smiling faces in the army greet him, Lide has always been that kind of person. There is a bit of confidence in the laziness. No matter whether the current situation is favorable to him or not, he never seems to panic. As long as he is around, the people around him will calm down involuntarily.
For a moment, Lord Yunyang actually wanted to ask Li De if all this was in his plan.
Kicked out of Yunyang, pretending to be a good-for-nothing, all for today's revenge...
But Lord Yunyang didn't ask in the end, because it didn't make any sense anymore. Just like he wouldn't ask Lide if he would give up everything in his hands and return to Yunyang's embrace.
The leader of Yunyang advocated speaking, and gave orders to the generals around him in a low voice:
"attack-"
Marching with drums, the sound of shouting and killing spread all over the field.
The two armies that had been ready to go for a long time collided head-on, with countless swords and swords, and the sound of gold and iron was endless.
Lide stood in the army formation, squinted his eyes, watching all this quietly.
Every minute and every second, an unknown number of people died, including the soldiers of Lord Yunyang and the soldiers of Yuxi City.
Alayya put her hand on the hilt of her sword, and accompanied her young master to appreciate the scene in front of her. She always felt that she had seen a similar scene a long time ago, but no matter how she recalled it, there was only a vague picture in her mind. Alaya simply didn't think about it, just as Lid's voice came from beside her:
"Alaya, what do you feel when you see this scene in front of you?"
Alaya replied calmly:
"I'm worried about the young master's safety, maybe some assassins will take the opportunity to assassinate the young master."
Lid smiled and patted her head.
Alaya raised her head and asked:
"Where is the young master?"
Lide looked at the place where the fighting was heaviest, and said with a smile:
"I hope that our people will die less, but that is impossible. War is a very cruel thing, and cruel means that it will not change because of someone's likes and dislikes. So I will think about the future. War will bring an end to our past, but also a new beginning. The dreams of Heyue, Fang Shisan, Shuang and Yunye... Yuxi City accommodates many people, and also bears the expectations of many people , and now we are making it a reality.”
Lied put away the smile on his face, and his tone became serious:
"Even if we have to pay a heavy price."
A steel knife fell in the distance, and a soldier from Yuxi City fell to the ground. The lower edge of the helmet did not protect his neck, and the knife cut directly on his main artery, and blood spattered everywhere. The Yunyang soldiers who cut him to the ground had no time to breathe, and were hacked to death by the surrounding Yuxi City soldiers with their knives, leaving no bones left.
The center of the battle is like a meat grinder, and the troops of both sides are suffering huge losses.
The dead are the living. They may have just said goodbye to their families not long ago, they may have been joking with each other the night before, or they may have sat in front of the campfire last night listening to Lieder talk about bright prospects. But just a few minutes after the war started, they had already gone to another world, a world without pain, but also without light.
The living said their names silently, and then walked the same path as them.
In the early days of the war, the impact of numerical superiority was enormous. Yunyang's army can encircle them, while Yuxicheng's army is facing enemies from three sides. Even though Fang Shisan had arranged the best army formation for them, and they were able to show the best results, the number of casualties was still rising.
Fang Shisan closed his eyes and clenched the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, feeling the flow of power in the army formation.
The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and she is still waiting for an opportunity to change the situation.