Chapter 232: Three Hundred Against Twenty Thousand
Zhang Xiaowu looked from afar, and sure enough, he saw that the Wuhuan Iron Cavalry only had one piece of armor, not to mention the iron armor in the north, there was no leather armor, only cotton robes. He couldn't help but suddenly get excited, because the Wuhuan people had completely exposed their backless cavalry to their three hundred Han army cavalry, and if he had five thousand cavalry in his hands, he was completely confident that he would keep these thirty thousand Wuhuan people.
It's a pity that there are only 300 of them, Zhang Xiaowu regretted it, and then sneered: "This is going to die, they are not afraid of death and only wear one armor, if I have 5,000 cavalry now, rush over from behind...... These tens of thousands of black iron riders are the undead under my sword! β
Li Yuan naturally knew, but he explained: "My lord, in fact, there were only 5,000 Wuhuan Iron Cavalry at the beginning, and they were all in iron armor, and the war horses also wore leather armor. The Wuhuan people first relied on these 5,000 iron horsemen to sweep the Western Continent, the Southwest Road and the Northern Continent, and became the overlord of the West. However, after the expansion of their territory, the Wuhuan Iron Cavalry also had to expand the number, and it is said that the Wuhuan Iron Cavalry had 200,000 Iron Cavalry at its peak. But from that time on, their iron cavalry could no longer reach the elite of 5,000 people, do you know why? β
"Could it be that they lack iron armor and weapons?"
"It's not."
"Lack of suitable soldiers?"
"Not really."
"What's that?"
"Lack of horses! Lack of a war horse with strong gravity! The corners of Li Yuan's mouth hooked up a smile, and introduced, "The original war horses used by the five thousand Wuhuan Iron Horsemen were all Wuhuan Red Horses, which are tall and sturdy, with strong strength, strong endurance, and stronger explosive power, second only to sweat and blood horses in the world. Where the number of sweaty and bloody horses is scarce, it is not suitable for forming an army, and this Wuhuan red horse has become the best war horse. However, when the Wuhuan people swept across the continent to expand the iron horse, they could no longer find so many Wuhuan red horses, so that the Wuhuan iron horse had to lower the standard and replace the purebred Wuhuan red horse with some mongrels and other horse breeds. I heard that Wu Huan's horse armor is a full hundred catties, and the human armor is also sixty catties, and now many war horses can't bear the knights and full body vests of the whole body armor, and the iron horse has become an iron turtle, so they can only stand in place and wait for death.
Now in order to maintain the neat formation of the cavalry when charging, the Wuhuan people have to reduce their weight, and some of the cavalry wear half-body armor, and the vest does not cover the hips. Therefore, the shortcomings of the Wuhuan people are like this, they are still invincible in the world when they charge head-on, but once they fall into the belly and back of the enemy, they will fall short. β
Li Chuncheng pulled out his knife, looked at Zhang Xiaowu, and said, "My lord, what are you waiting for, let's kill it?" β
Li Yuan said: "What can we do with three hundred light riders?" And this is the plain, and by the time we got there, they had already turned around. β
Zhang Xiaowu squinted his eyes, his eyes were cold and excited: "Lao Li is right, we can't let go of this opportunity, we have to kill it." He came to a higher mound, looked left and right, and beckoned to the people: "Let's go around there, there is a sand dune, higher and closer to the Wuhuan people." If our horses come out of that dune, they will be caught off guard. β
Li Yuan smiled bitterly, with our 300 people taking the initiative to beat 20,000 iron horsemen, even if there is no armor on the back, but 300 people against 20,000 people - isn't this looking for death? He hurriedly stopped: "My lord, I can't fight." β
Zhang Xiaowu smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, we can't beat them, but they can't catch up with us, we just have to ride and shoot." How are you doing riding and archery these days? β
"Worthy of the mission."
"Good!" Zhang Xiaowu turned to face everyone, his three hundred cavalry were still dressed in white by the Beiyi people, and he couldn't help but laugh, the Beiyi people were still white, and the people of the Yan Dynasty were still black, so the Beiyi military uniforms were all white, and it looked like a funeral procession from a distance. Zhang Xiaowu shouted: "Brothers, do you dare me and the most elite ironclad cavalry in Wuhuan to test how many catties and taels do you have?" β
"Dare!"
The sergeants shouted.
"Follow meβkill!"
"Kill!"
After the three hundred Han cavalry disguised as Beiyi people climbed over a mound, a whirlwind suddenly appeared behind the Wuhuan ironclad cavalry, and they shouted slogans to kill the Wuhuan ironclad cavalry. Although the number was small, the distance between the two sides was only two thousand steps, and the Wuhuan people were immediately frightened, but when they saw clearly that the other party was only a few hundred people, they immediately put their minds at ease and laughed at the enemy's inadequacy.
At this time, Wu Liqi was also afraid, and he regretted that he had left the slave soldiers behind because he had summoned them to intercept the Beiyi people. The Wuhuan Iron Cavalry was generally followed by cavalry in front of the slave soldiers, and their role was to protect the cavalry on the one hand, and to harvest heads on the other hand to record their exploits.
Seeing these hundreds of "Beiyi people", Wu Liyan disdained to let go of his heart, pretended to smile easily, and turned around to ask who could kill these hundreds of Beiyi people.
A commander volunteered to lead 800 iron cavalry to turn around and face the battle, and the other iron cavalry still chose to confront the Beiyi army. The Beiyi people did not dare to attack the Wuhuan people head-on easily, they were afraid of offending their opponents, and they were also afraid of being crushed by tens of thousands of iron horsemen, so they could only anxiously watch the hundreds of Beiyi people rush towards the Wuhuan army by committing suicide in half, and even many Beiyi soldiers cried and asked Park Xianyeol to fight.
Park Hyunyeol stared at these Beiyi people, slightly surprised in his heart, he asked the generals in the army if they knew who this was, and everyone in the army said they didn't know. Jin Jaebin said in a low voice: "It can't be the Seven Princes of the Han people, right?" Due to the distance, they only saw the white figure, but they couldn't see who the other person was.
"Three hundred pieces of armor ......," Kim Jae-bin reminded.
Park Xianlie was sure that these "Beiyi cavalry" were the Seven Princes of the Han Dynasty, so he looked at the battle between the three hundred light cavalry and the eight hundred iron cavalry.
In everyone's impression, the light rider would be easily crushed by the iron rider, and these three hundred people were not enough to stuff their teeth. It was believed that it would only take one round for the three hundred light horsemen to be slaughtered, and people would only remember their tragedy and mourn in silence for them.
However, something unexpected happened, when the distance between the two sides was 500 paces, the 300 light cavalry of the "Beiyi people" quickly divided into two teams, and made a 90-degree turn in front of the Wuhuan 800 iron cavalry, and they circled the front of the iron cavalry like a snake and quickly cut to the back of the iron cavalry.
"Da Da Da, Da ......"
The sound of horses' hooves splashed the sand and gravel dust on the ground, and everyone could see from a distance that they couldn't see the enemy or the enemy clearly, but Zhang Xiaowu's three hundred light horsemen had already approached within a hundred steps of the Wuhuan iron cavalry army at this time.
"Shoot!"
Li Yuan gave an order, and three hundred cavalry drew their bows and threw them, and on the back of the bumpy horse, three hundred arrows flew into the eight hundred Wuhuan iron cavalry formation.
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