On the way down the mountain, everyone's dry food is almost eaten, and there is no choice when they are hungry, many people begin to eat the bean feed fried by the natives, and it rains a few more on the way down the mountain, and the journey is much more difficult.

By the second day, there were significantly more natives chasing after them.

The mountains were filled with the cries of the natives, a bit like ape-like cries, long and loud, which made people disturb to listen to.

Then there are constantly throwing spears and arrow feathers falling, Xu Zixian estimated that the bow power of the indigenous people is about eight forces, and it is also a hundred-pound hard bow in later generations, and the bow and arrow club of later generations can receive fifty pounds are one-twelve, and those who can pull a hundred-pound bow are one or two in a thousand, this kind of hard bow with fine iron arrows, there is no difference between throwing guns at close range, and within thirty steps, shooting the human body can open a huge blood hole.

But these arrows were thrown from a hundred paces away, and their power was reduced by half, and with the cavalry all wearing armor, the threat of these arrows was reduced to zero.

There are only a few arrows that are a threat to the horses, and if they fall, the knights open them with a horizontal knife or a long sword.

Several of the wounded soldiers were wounded by the natives and had to send more cavalry to take care of them when they had a fever on the way.

On the third day, when he turned out of the valley pass, Xu Zixian had to send some cavalry to sweep the left and right sides, and more and more natives poured out, constantly harassing them with throwing spears and bows and arrows.

Many of the natives had a look of resentment on their faces, as if they had been furious by the sweep of the village in the valley.

The strategy of luring the enemy and counter-luring the enemy is obviously won by the backhand of the Nan'an Hou Mansion.

On the morning of the fourth day after descending the mountain, when Xu Zixian and the others crossed the last valley, looking at everyone's faces, everyone was dark and thin.

The grass in the distance saw the smoke rising from it, and Xu Zixian smiled.

It seems that he has led people deep into the mountains for a while, and the eyes of the natives have been attracted, no one has harassed them, and the speed of burning along the official roads around him has also accelerated significantly.

Along streams, official roads, and valleys, as long as there are ignitions, there are burning fires everywhere.

Some of the beasts, poisonous snakes, fled in a hurry, and they were not afraid of the cavalry here, and after escaping from the fire in the distance, they disappeared from sight.

Xu Zi first set up the pergola with his hands, and saw that the shrubs, woods, and weeds in the distance were burning, and the sunshine in the Eastern Domain was quite strong, and many grasses and trees were very dry, as long as it was not rainy and humid back to the south of the sky, after lighting the fire with a fire starter, only separate the fire belt in advance, otherwise the fire would not stop for a few days and nights, and even cause a larger-scale mountain fire.

In the distance, a large number of natives appeared in the valley.

The dense figure was like a shrub that suddenly grew, and a large number of knives and spears were reflected in the cold light of the early morning sun, and more were stone spears, stone axes, and stone knives.

Iron is scarce in the mountains, and the limited iron that the indigenous people now have must have been obtained from intermittent trade with merchants, in exchange for flax, beans, and sand gold.

The entire valley is full of indigenous figures, and at first glance it looks spectacular.

On the other side, where the smoke rose, more than 400 cavalrymen galloped on horseback, and the rumbling hooves of horses drowned out all the sounds in the world.

Zhang Huchen's face showed a look of surprise, and he saluted Xu Zi from a distance: "Prince, but the subordinates are worried." ”

"It's a little deeper, I didn't expect it to take so long." Xu Zixian smiled slightly and said, "Huchen, you have to sing this scene at the bottom." ”

"Yes, I know."

Xu Zixian didn't plan to lead the cavalry to charge this time, what he had done before had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, enough to establish the image of a commander in the cavalry battalion.

If everything is done in a hurry, how will the generals deal with themselves?

Zhang Huchen had made meritorious contributions when he went to Beijing, and he rushed through the battle of Jiangtan, and since then he has been mediocre, maybe today is the time for him to become famous.

Xu Zixian led the escort to continue to gallop forward, and stopped his horse on a high slope a few miles away.

The natives of the valley have poured down, more and more people, and more and more densely.

The natives didn't know about the formations, and they were mixed together in small clusters, like patches of psoriasis growing on the dense grass.

It took about an hour for the natives of the brigade to cross the valley and enter the hilly plains.

There are about 4,000 people, covering an extremely wide area, with a maximum of seven or eight hundred people and a minimum of two or three hundred people, ranging from dozens of steps to more than 100 steps.

The cavalry battalion was also lined up.

The long towers like a forest were erected, and the flooding sound of the new-style brass horn sounded through the hillside, and the four cavalry all had a total of thirty-two cavalry flag teams lined up in a long three-column formation, each row of more than 130 people, and the long towers erected on the array shone silver in the sun.

The front row of the cavalry battalion used a four-foot-long sword, the second and third rows used thickened and widened horizontal knives and slender barriers, and the three rows of cavalry wore cloth armor, and the cavalry in the same row was only three feet apart from each other, and the flag team was separated by two steps, and the front and rear rows were separated by seven steps. They will serve as the main force to destroy the enemy formation.

Zhang Huchen came to the front of the formation ten steps, looking at the natives lined up on the opposite side, his eyes were full of disdain, but his face was still full of solemnity, after all, it was a difference of one to ten.

A standard-bearer carrying the flag of the cavalry battalion came to Zhang Huchen's side, the standard-bearer pointed the red pennant obliquely forward, five short tones one after another long tone of the advance horn, four hundred cavalry at the same time instigated the horses to start advancing, Zhang Huchen needed to accurately judge the distance, to ensure that the highest charge with the enemy.

As the cavalry battalion blew its horn, the natives on the opposite side began to move forward, shouting as they walked and waving their weapons. The natives were much more excited than the calmer officers and men of the cavalry battalion, bare-chested, mostly with shaved heads, in groups, armed with a mess of weapons, and making noisy shouts.

They had to keep their pace slow to about 200 paces, and the charge of 200 paces was their most proficient training subject, and the difficulty was only how to maintain a dense formation as the degree gradually increased. Under strict training, these more than 400 cavalrymen have been able to approach and charge at a distance of up to 300 paces.

In later generations, Xu Zixian watched a lot of clips of cavalry charges, including movies, and videos shot by regular army training.

What impressed me was the training video of the French cuirassiers, who started with their horses and then the officers lectured, mounted and moved forward.

At about 100 paces, several horizontal teams are like a wall, very neat, to 100 steps began to accelerate, the power of the wall charge is fully displayed, and then to the extreme speed, the cavalry horizontal team is a little confused, but on the whole it remains flush.

The entire charge, about more than five hundred paces, and the pace of the queue remained basically the same, which was the wall charge of the elite cavalry.

Xu Zixian hoped that his cavalry battalion could also reach the level of the later generations, as long as he maintained strict training, it was not difficult.

Xu Zixian also wanted to follow the cavalry formation, which was crazy, because when charging, even in the third row, he could be tripped up, held down by the enemy on the ground and cut off his head, or even beaten to death with a stick by the murderous enemy.

But Xu Zi first wanted to rush into battle, wanted to follow the soldiers wielding sabers to rush to kill, wanted to hear the crisp sound of the knife slashing on people's bodies, watched people wail, and could protect his brothers and sisters around him, and finally win!

In the battle of Jiangtan, Xu Zixian once led his troops to rush into battle, he knew the feeling of rushing forward, and that rush was just an ordinary riding formation, not like what he was looking at, this spectacular wall-style riding formation was really fascinating.

But Xu Zixian knew that he was thinking about it, Zhang Huchen, Zhang Huba, Sun Rulan and others would never allow themselves to rush to the enemy formation.

A mile away, louder shouts rang out from the natives, and the array slowly ushered in, and the cavalry battalion began to meet it. The gentle soil brought up the chaotic sound of horses' hooves, the two sides approached three hundred steps, Zhang Huchen's military flag leaned forward again, the trumpeter blew out the second trumpet, Zhang Huchen gently clamped the horse's belly, the war horse jumped lightly, and began to jog.

Zhang Huchen ignored the light arrows flying from afar, and observed his array left and right while running, more than four hundred cavalry began to jog, full of surging horse heads, the flag captain in the front row of the queue effectively controlled the team, the array was not chaotic because of harassment, the results of hard training were reflected, and the array was still stable.

All the cavalry looked at Zhang Huchen, and when they saw the bearded face, they felt a sense of relief.

Zhang Huchen was violent, even brutal during training, and he was not very willing to talk to ordinary soldiers, unlike officers like Qin Dongyang who cared about his subordinates.

Zhang Huchen was born in a family of cavalry generals, and his parents and grandparents were all battalion-level commanders of the Wei army, and their main official positions were related to cavalry.

No shortcomings can hide Zhang Huchen's advantages, the impact is like a wall, the turn is like the wind, the speed is slow and oblique, or the head-on breakthrough, the mastery of horse speed, no officer can surpass Zhang Huchen.

……

The horses' hooves on the gentle slope are no longer a chaotic sound, and the dense sound of hooves slowly merges into a rumbling sound.

The distance between the two sides was only two hundred paces very quickly, because of the reason for the advance, Zhang Huchen regarded it as only a hundred steps, the flat array was like a moving horse wall, and the indigenous rangers in front of them did not have much room to maneuver, and retreated in front of the dense cavalry.

The natives began to appear in full in front of Zhang Huchen and the cavalry.

There were many scattered rangers on the high slopes on the left and right, and the natives kept throwing bows and arrows and throwing spears, all of which were in vain, more than a hundred paces away, and the light arrows thrown were not a threat to the armored cavalry, even if they were accurate and accurate.

More of the natives flocked to the front, feeling that they were outnumbered, and although they were intimidated by the neat cavalry, they still rushed forward to kill.

Zhang Huchen shouted violently: "Extremely fast! ”

Another forward trumpet sounded, the flag bearer turned the flag in a circle and leaned forward, and the thirty-two flag captains gave a loud order, and the pennant guns leaned forward again. The cavalry heard the sound of the trumpet, and at the same time beat the horses and whipped them, and the rumbling hooves of the horses were like thunder running from far and near in the sky, and the red tassels on the rows of bright helmets were beating, like countless flickering red flames.

The harassing natives did not dare to stop the attack, and fled to the flanks, shooting indiscriminately at the flanks with bows and arrows, and several cavalry finally fell off their horses, but this loss had no effect on the large array.

Under the confrontation, the two sides only had the last hundred steps left in the blink of an eye, and it only took a few seconds.

Zhang Huchen and all the flag captains put their black flag guns flat, "Kill!" ”

The cavalry collectively shouted according to military rules, and the first row of erected long swords were laid flat in unison, followed by the horizontal knives of the second row, the horizontal knives and obstacle knives of the third row, and the rangers of the fourth row did not accelerate, and were far behind the main cavalry formation.

The natives also began to shout, some blew the conch horn, they also raised their spears and raised their broadswords, and more people carried stone spears, stone axes, stone knives, and both sides began to charge.

Xu Zixian at the top of the slope involuntarily stepped on the stirrup and stood up, looking at the battlefield intently, his eyes were full of galloping horse strands and beating red tassels, and the mud and grass clippings carried by thousands of horses' hooves flew everywhere, and the vibration caused by the galloping could even be felt at the top of the slope.

The oncoming natives began to show panic, and under the threat of the dense long ridges in front of them, some of them ran diagonally to the side uncontrollably, but diagonally towards the same surging cavalry array, their formation became scattered, but at this distance, no one in the hedging formation could retreat. Under the rapid running, the cavalry array of the cavalry battalion began to curve, but the short distance was not enough to affect the integrity of the formation.

Fifty paces away, the horse rose to the fastest, Zhang Huchen's face was flushed, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were clenched tightly in his hand with a black triangular flag, and his head was aimed at the natives opposite, this native's face was fierce, holding a big knife to lead the front, he was finally a little flustered at this time, because he had to face at least two Chang Ji attacks.

There were still people in the front row of the natives trying to shoot arrows, and a large number of light arrows fired urgently flew in the air, and dozens of cavalrymen were hit, but only three fell off their horses, and the short distance was gone in a blink of an eye.

"Kill!!" At the same time, the cavalry burst into a roar of exhaustion.

Boom, the two torrents collided head-on, different from the situation imagined by Xu Zixian, there was no imaginary spectacular collision scene, and there were not many people and horses, people and cavalry charging scenes.

The situation in front of me seems to have done enough foreplay, but it has softened the door.

A large number of cavalry rushed over as if they were slashing through tofu with a quick knife, and they smoothly penetrated the already chaotic indigenous team.

Countless people were stabbed over, swept and slashed to death, slashed through the chest by the barrier knife, and in just one face, the thick indigenous team had been completely pierced, and countless people were stabbed, killed, and seriously injured, and fell to the spot, trampled to death by the subsequent horses' hooves.

The large-scale, thick indigenous team could not stop the cavalry advancing like a wall at all, and from the forward to the middle to the rear, almost in a short instant, the cavalry of more than 400 people completely penetrated the indigenous team.

The cavalrymen maintained their own formation, holding thick-backed sabers in their hands, and with the help of hedging horsepower, they did not need to swing hard, as long as they grasped the hilt of the sword and waved it lightly, they could bring flying limbs and a rain of blood. Even if there were piles of natives in front of them, they could only run headlong into them, and there was no way to fight back on the other side, leaving behind corpses and wailing.

The three rounds of attacks were like a storm, violently beating the native front to pieces, leaving behind corpses and wounded, and the remaining cavalry battalion ranks did not stop at all, like a sudden surging frenzy and then disappeared in an instant, they continued to advance forward, and after a few hundred paces slowly reduced and began to line up again.

After these three rounds of attack, the natives were directly assassinated and killed by more than 200 people, the front was fragmented, everyone was in a panic, completely lost command, but the blow was not over, scattered and fled, and the scattered natives like headless flies were shot by the fourth column of rangers with bows and arrows and short crossbows, and they were forced to flee to both sides.

Now looking down from the heights, I see scattered and fleeing natives everywhere, the cavalry has beaten the already chaotic natives in the wide front, and is regrouping on the east side of the valley, the natives on the frontal battlefield are no longer in a mess, many people are running to the sides, and many people have climbed to the high side of the valley again.

There seemed to be some elders and the like among the natives, who were constantly shouting and scolding in the procession, hoping to regroup these chaotic natives, and in the shouts of these people, the natives on the left began to regroup......

"It's useless." Xu Zixian pointed out to Luo Fangxiao: "The enemy formation is not formed at all now, the cavalry is attacked, the phalanx, the square array, the circle array, the circle array can be, the important thing is to thicken the middle, retreat the two wings, and use a dense gun formation with a strong bow and crossbow to make it possible to defend it." Now the wild man array is in chaos, the left wing is thick and the center is chaotic, and the right wing already has deserters, if it weren't for the wild and untamable nature of the savages, and the courage is abnormal, after the first charge of Shicai, his troops should have completely fled. ”

Luo Fangxiao didn't attack with the cavalry, after all, they were guests, and it was their business to voluntarily enter the mountain, but if they were put in the cavalry and rushed to kill together, in case something happened, it would not be easy to explain to the allies.

After all, Lan Fang has only voted for the Tianfang Horse now, and the sailors, craftsmen, and money mentioned have not yet arrived.

Xu Zi first brought Luo Fangxiao into the mountains, not only to cultivate a talent for the Lanfang people, but also to let these Lanfang nobles and princes see with their own eyes and know the difficulty of opening up, and then after returning to Lanfang, they can make the Lanfang people understand that the bets they make now are nothing at all.

When Shi Cai saw a large force of cavalry charging into formation, the arrogance of the Lanfang nobles left on Luo Fangxiao's body was swept away, and under the trampling of the iron cavalry wall charge, the first formation of thousands of natives could not be stopped, and there was no possibility of blocking the cavalry charge at all.

There was no array at all, let alone any tactics to counter the cavalry charge.

Whether it is a thick spear formation, or auxiliary tools such as rejecting horses, or the ability to choose the battlefield, or the assistance of long-range strikes, or even forming a formation, there is no phalanx, a circle array, a square array, only a scattered long horizontal formation, scattered, unsystematic, all weapons are also quite mixed, and even weapons such as stone axes and stone knives, if it were not for the savages in the mountains, full of wildness, and fearless of death, the moment they saw the cavalry charge, they should have collapsed and fled.

In the eyes of Luo Fangxiao and other Lan Fang people, the moment the cavalry rushed into battle, it seemed that everything was silent, in their eyes, only the cavalry that crushed the enemy, only the brass horn of the passionate charge could be heard in their ears, they could only see the neat cavalry charge, and they could only see the hooves of the horses flying up and down, trampling the fragile human bodies into bloody mud.

This was the first time that the people of Lanfang had seen such a spectacular scene, and the impact on them remained unchanged until decades later.

At this time, the people of Lanfang vaguely understood what cavalry warfare was and what was the battle of kings on the mainland!