Chapter 170: Field Cavalry

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and there seemed to be a tense atmosphere in the air.

Since Ruzhou City is in front of you, you only need to add a whip, and it will arrive in an instant, and the surrounding terrain is quite open, and the river on the left side can block the cavalry, as far as the eye can see, there is not even a forest, except for weeds or weeds, there is nothing that can stop the cavalry, so Cao Bianjiao never thought that he would be ambushed here.

Qian Gao also did not find anything wrong.

The three thousand horsemen are eager to put on their wings, and Cao Bianjiao's mind is even more frequent, the two sides under the city of Ruzhou are fighting, and the killing is inseparable, and he suddenly leads the cavalry to kill.

At this time, there were not many troops around King Xiaohua, so they were all sent out, and he led the cavalry to rush and kill, and directly captured King Xiaohua alive.

In Cao Bianjiao's mind, fantasizing about how to capture the flag and make meritorious contributions, dozens of horsemen who started suddenly lost their hooves and fell to the ground.

Knock knock...

Immediately after that, a burst of war drums sounded instantly, and in the grass four or five hundred meters away on the right side of the official road, countless infantry stood up and slowly advanced forward.

Row after row, connected into several long dragons, three miles long, out of the grass in less than a moment, seeing this scene Cao Bianjiao is surprised and happy.

I was surprised that I was ambushed, and I was glad that the other party not only ambushed their cavalry with infantry in the wilderness, but also put up a long snake formation, even if there were several, how could they stop the cavalry?

So not only did he not panic in the slightest, but pulled the reins of the horse, turned the horse's head, took off the lance, pointed to the right, and shouted violently.

"The generals will listen to the order, turn the horse's head, and charge with me."

"The general must not be reckless, the Governor has explained, you must not fight with the thief army..."

"Fart, at this moment, the other party's tens of thousands of troops can't take care of each other, this is not a fight, when should we fight?"

Cao Bianjiao didn't care about Qian Gao's verbosity, dropped a sentence, and beckoned the cavalry to rush up.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity has been missed, and there is no need to lead troops to fight in the future, and besides, he can't bear this gang of thieves anymore.

Today I have to give them a taste of the power of the cavalry charge.

Qian Gao only subconsciously persuaded him, and didn't speak again, because the other party put up this kind of long snake formation, facing the cavalry is indeed looking for death, just a few back and forth, more than 10,000 people have to be explained here.

And for three or four hundred meters, the other party didn't have time to form a formation at all, and there was almost no place to hide except for a small hill in the distance.

Due to the open terrain, Cao Bianjiao's more than 3,000 horsemen were only more than a mile long, because as long as the conditions permitted, the cavalry would try to choose to run in horizontal formations, and the wider and shorter the team, the safer, rather than a column that stretched for several miles.

The three thousand Guanning iron horsemen are really battle-hardened, and the bow horses are skillful, and the dozens of horsemen who started the first are warned of the situation, and the ones behind have slowed down their equestrian skills.

So in a moment, he turned his horse's head and rushed to the left.

"Put!"

Whoa...

Seeing the cavalry rushing up, the infantry immediately stopped and half-crouched, and 1,500 sword and shield soldiers held their shields above their heads in front.

3,000 pikemen crouched in two rows, pointing their spears diagonally forward, and 4,000 musketeers lined up in two rows, followed by 1,000 sappers and women with firecrackers, and then 1,500 archers.

Before the cavalry could rush closer, they suffered a rain of arrows and fell hundreds of horsemen, which Cao Bianjiao was not surprised.

But then not only did the war horse step into the pit, but the horse stumbled its front hooves, and it was a little hateful, and scolded this group of thieves for not knowing how many small pits they had dug in this area.

If Qin Yu knew that Cao Bianjiao was complaining, he would definitely tell him that there were not many, and each person dug ten, each of which was the size of a basin, one foot deep, and the front was sprinkled with dry soil, but the side was only covered with a thin layer of hay.

This kind of small pit, which a running war horse steps into with one foot, is shallow, but it is enough for the horse to stumble.

It's like when a person goes down the stairs with his eyes closed, and he can't see how high the stairs are, his body will be uncoordinated and his feet will be bent.

It's the same with horses and people.

So the more you rushed forward, the more dense the small pit became, and the more and more war horses fell, which made Cao Bianjiao and the cavalry so angry that they shouted.

But now, we can only continue to rush forward, because it will be too late to turn around so closely, and slowing down the horse will undoubtedly become a living target for archers and firecrackers.

As for stopping, it was even more impossible, the swordsmen and shieldmen and pikemen who were crouching on the ground were waiting for them to stop and rush up.

However, there are too many horse pits, and the arrangement is quite regular, and there are almost few war horses galloping at high speed without being hit, so many cavalry involuntarily slow down the speed of the horse.

Pounding...

On the one hand, the horses kept losing their hooves and had to slow down their speeds, and on the other hand, the crazy blows of the firecrackers and archers made this 200-meter-long death pit trap, causing Cao Bianjiao to lose more than 2,000 horses.

"Rush me..."

Cao Bianjiao's face was hideous, fierce, looking at the thief army close at hand, the long lance in his hand kept waving, and directly ignored the arrows that were shot.

At this point, either you die or I die, as long as half of them are still half of them after rushing over, they can still kill each other without leaving a piece of armor.

Boom boom...

But at this moment, there was an explosion on the ground, including earthen pots buried in the ground, and firecrackers thrown by sappers and female soldiers behind.

Whether it was the earthen pot on the ground or the firecrackers thrown out, it was not very powerful, but it made the war horse completely lose control, some stopped, and some rushed to the left and right, colliding with each other.

The cavalry team, which had not had much momentum, was completely messed up by this wave of explosions, and the momentum of the cavalry charging into battle was forcibly extinguished.

Even if a few cavalrymen rushed forward and trampled the shield men to death, and the pikemen flew away, the horses under the crotch would inevitably be poked by the spears.

"Kill!"

The explosion was followed by an earth-shattering roar, and all the untouched sword and shield soldiers and pikemen rushed forward.

The young firecrackers also followed with bayonets for the first time, the sappers wielded hoes and axes, and even the female soldiers drew out the short swords at their waists, carried small bags on their backs, and followed them to play soy sauce, wanting to make meritorious contributions, so as to find a wishful husband in the future.

More than 10,000 people besieged 3,000 horses and more than 1,000 cavalry, killing in full swing, and the scene was very spectacular.

Qin Yu on the hillside was so angry that he scolded, because he had repeatedly explained in advance that the female soldiers didn't have to follow and stayed where they were.

If you are trampled to death, you will consider yourself unlucky.

But he believed that there would not be too many cavalrymen who could rush through, for neither his infantry nor the young soldiers were lambs to the slaughter.

While being trampled to death by the cavalry, the spear and firearm in his hand can also knock the war horse to the ground.

If the distance is too far, he is afraid that the other party will rush up with a cone, but three or four hundred meters can only rush up like a wave, and even the speed of the horse cannot be completely lifted.

Coupled with countless trap pits, firearms, bows and arrows, and firecrackers and earthen pots, even if one life is exchanged for one life today, he will leave these three thousand cavalry here.