Chapter 20: Let You Know What Cavalry Is

  Two days and one night of power outage!!!!!! Hot death!!!!!

  There's still one more post coming up, consider it a supplement to yesterday's!

  －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

  The army of slaves was too vast, so vast it seemed endless.

  The left wing of Jian Nu's cavalry was not too many, Zhou Hu Chen had no chance to make a move, all his opponents were cleared by the cavalry in front, and what passed before his eyes were either corpses or ownerless war horses, which made him very depressed.

  Liu Qi was indeed a veteran, and under his leadership, the Ming army's central cavalry approached Jian Nu's infantry smoothly.

  The warhorse's speed was as swift as thunder, and the Jian Nu infantry this time really became sheep to be slaughtered. The effect of the surprise attack was like a sudden surname change. These Jian Nu infantrymen had not even formed an effective defense when Liu Qi's knife swung out under those fearful eyes, leaving only the flying blood that splattered up after reaping lives.

  Zhou Huchen's line of sight was very clear, and in the instant that the war horse flashed by, he saw one of his own cavalrymen, so close that he was almost within reach. The cavalryman had fallen off his horse and was struggling to get up, and it could be seen that the combat knife on his right hand was still tightly tied to his arm.

  Cavalry relies on mobility, a fallen cavalryman is almost equivalent to losing his resistance, although I didn't see how this cavalryman fell off the horse, it's clear that this soldier will lose his life, the cavalry's speed was too fast, comrades can't take care of his life and death.

  Although the cavalry was fast, as the battle continued, when Jian Nu reacted, the resistance would become stronger and stronger, so the raid sought the greatest damage and the fastest speed. Zhou Yuji had already rushed past the rear of the Jian Nu army, what made him stunned was that there were no infantry troops on the left wing, but a large cavalry unit appeared behind.

  Zhou Yuji was indeed Zhou Yuji, he didn't hesitate, the war horse accelerated, and he rushed towards that somewhat enormous cavalry corps for him, wasn't this raid meant to kill Jian Nu?

  Although these cavalrymen were powerful in formation, they seemed unprofessional and did not follow the usual tactics of cavalry to charge forward. Under Zhou Yu's gaze, an even more unexpected situation occurred, as the leading cavalrymen actually showed signs of evasion.

  It was a shocking scene, and that cavalry regiment actually...

  They were fleeing, with such a long distance, they had ample time to prepare for battle, yet they started fleeing without any restraint.

  "Mongolians, it's actually Mongolians!"

  As they drew closer, Zhou Yuji saw clearly that the leather gown and typical big fur hat revealed their identities.

  "Kill them! These rat-like Tatars!" Zhou Yuji was filled with fierce battle intent. These Tatars had never truly submitted, and would always stab the Great Ming in the back when it was weak, almost like eternal enemies of the Chinese nation.

  In the desolate wilderness of winter, dust was flying everywhere, and a long cavalry dragon came towards us with rolling yellow dust.

  Mongolians are born horsemen, they grew up on horses since childhood! But this reason and advantage are far from enough today. The real cavalry and riders are obviously not the same concept, it is not just reflected in equipment, that kind of desperate and unyielding fighting spirit is absolutely not possessed by these herdsmen.

  In front of them, there were more than three times as many enemies as their own troops. Yet, they suddenly collapsed without anyone resisting or even turning back. Zhou Yuji discovered that these timid Mongolians also had their strengths; indeed a nation on horseback, they ran extremely fast, so fast that Zhou Yuji only caught a glimpse of a dusty tail fleeing in panic, and he didn't even have a single gain.

  Zhou Yuji felt helpless, but also found out that these herdsmen were not worth his pursuit.

  "Wheel! At the rear of the Janissaries! Let these dirty Janissaries know what cavalry is!"

  Zhou Yuji began to roar, this warship is too good, taking advantage of Jian Nu's unsteadiness, absolutely cannot let go, once Jian Nu makes defensive preparations, such a large team can't shake at all. Zhou Yuji was very clear that once prepared, the enemy's archers and long gunners would be their greatest enemies, Jian Nu's arrow-breaking armor ability is extremely famous.

  This was Zhou Huchen's first time killing someone, he was sandwiched in the middle of the troops thinking about those Jian slave soldiers wielding their knives, and then swinging them again. The war horse brought out the sharp steel knife, giving it even greater power, Zhou Huchen didn't know how many Jian slave soldiers fell under his knife, he felt a sense of exhilaration, hormones were fiercely secreted, that was an unprecedented thrill, that kind of pleasure transcended everything, and for the first time, Zhou Huchen experienced the stimulation brought by slaughter.

  The Mongols fled, but the massive army of Jianzhou had nowhere to go. After Zhou Yuji made a swift and decisive turn, the long cavalry behind him also followed with a beautiful turn. The infantry troops of Jianzhou were too large and unprepared for battle, and the officers of Jianzhou could not even organize their troops to defend themselves, and the slaughter began again.

  The cavalry troops, like a mad dragon, were like rotating blades when they swept past the Jinzhou army, leaving only fear and blood. The Ming army's cavalry only needed to stretch out their war knives, with the help of the horse's speed, the war knife would exert its greatest lethality. Only one light touch was needed, and where the blade passed would be a bloody rain. One cavalryman swung his sword, two cavalrymen swung their swords... This was an endless chariot battle, and the Jinzhou infantry on the outermost periphery could not avoid it at all. The only thing they could do was to desperately squeeze backward, but the result of squeezing was mutual trampling, and this consequence even exceeded the lethality of the Ming army's cavalry.

  Although the lamb is weak, after all, Jian Nu is not a real lamb, and they will still resist.

  Not far from Jian's army, a Ming cavalryman slowly got up with difficulty, his iron armor on the left side of his armpit almost gone, and blood was seeping out of the wound. This was a mark left by a Jian cavalryman's spear, and this cavalryman struggled to use his right hand to insert his war knife into the ground, after which he finally stood up with difficulty.

  "Jian Nu's grandfather was Sun Dajun, a cavalry commander under Zhou Da's command. Who dares to come and fight with your grandfather?"

  Jian Nu's troops were just a few steps away, and Sun Da Yong understood that he might not be able to escape. However, the naturally brave Sun Da Yong would not compromise. He knew these Jian Nu soldiers would not let him go, but he refused to bring shame to his commander. He wanted to die like a man.

  Zhou Yu's surprise attack caused great panic among the Jin troops. As the fierce cavalry swept past, officers in the Jin infantry began to suppress their own troops to prevent greater chaos.

  After a long time, a spearman of the Jin army walked out of the massive formation. He cautiously approached Sun Dazhen, clearly these unprecedented strong and mighty Ming troops had put some pressure on him and left a shadow.

  The gunman of the Jian slave was approaching slowly, Sun Dajun showed a faint smile, his legs were trembling, this iron armor was too heavy, the injured place brought him great pain, but relying on his own willpower, he still persisted. Sun Dajun did not want to fall down, he only needed to die like a man, an unyielding death.

  But this Jian Nu seemed not to be willing, at the moment when the Jian Nu soldier's long spear was handed over, Sun Da Yong understood that he wanted to capture him alive, because this long spear did not pierce towards him, but instead fiercely swept horizontally towards his injured left side.

  He slightly raised his left arm, and the butt of the Jianzhou soldier's gun struck heavily on Sun Dajun's wound.

  Sun Dajun fell, and the Jinluo soldier with the long spear wanted to pull his spear back, but it didn't come out smoothly. Sun Dajun glared fiercely at the Jinluo soldier in front of him, his left armpit tightly clamping the spear. The two enemies stared at each other ferociously, and the Jinluo soldier increased his strength again, his hands desperately using force, and the spear finally moved, but with great difficulty.

  Sun Dajun was in great pain, but he still did not compromise, and fearlessly clutched the long spear under his armpit. Sun Dajun glared with wide eyes, and flames of anger shot out from his eyes.

  The Jian Nu soldiers increased their strength again, and Sun Dajun was dragged away. The anger in his eyes grew even stronger: "You Jian Nu... your grandfather is Sun Dajun... Even if I become a vengeful spirit, I will continue to kill you filthy and despicable Jian Nu..."

  The Jinuo soldier felt a bit at a loss and didn't dare to move forward, so both sides started a stalemate. Finally, after this Jinuo soldier tried several times but couldn't pull back his long spear, another Jinuo long spearman walked out of the formation.