Chapter 214: The Rabble (Seeking Perfection)

Chapter 214: The rabble asks for everything

There are no fully adult male moose in the Lone Bamboo Country, but under the careful care of Mo Ren, every moose in the Lone Bamboo Country is fat and round, and the coat color is bright, so the average height is one meter seven and the weight is more than 1,300 catties.

When such a behemoth is covered with armor, it really looks like a moving armored vehicle, and when they start to charge, the shock is self-evident.

In addition to the 35 catties of heavy armor and 20 catties of horse armor, there is also a 2-meter-long cavalry spear, a 2-meter-5 long horse lance, a 12-pound horse chopping knife, and a catty heavy kite sword, and a round shield of 15 catties on both sides.

It is all heavy weapons, plus the weight of people, more than 300 catties of weight, which is almost the limit of the top river meandering horse breed, but for moose, there is no pressure and it will not affect the speed of the charge.

Wang Li led a hundred iron horsemen as arrows, followed by thousands of cavalry as arrows, and rushed into the Donghu tent like a white torrent.

Because it had only been more than an hour since Murong He and Dugu Hong led the army to the expedition, the people in the Donghu camp had no idea that someone would attack the camp at this time.

While the scouts on duty blew the horn of the siren, most of them were still preparing lunch.

The standing guards of the various divisions reacted quickly, and frantically rode their horses in the direction of the horn in the camp, but when they felt it, the torrent of steel reflected the hottest midday sun, mercilessly crushing their sight and body.

In the horrified gaze of all the Donghu warriors, the huge monster smashed the hastily formed formation of the Donghu garrison, and they saw with their own eyes that the monster with steel knives inlaid with even its horns pierced the bodies of the warriors, and then threw it away like a rag doll.

They imitated the fences of the wooden buildings of the Qin army, and the walls were vulnerable to these monsters.

"Hold on! There are not many people on the other side!! Go get the lasso! An experienced veteran screamed at the top of his lungs, but was lost in the cries of the frightened crowd.

It was like a drop of water that fell into the surface of the lake without the slightest ripple.

For a while, the Donghu camp, which was originally quiet and empty, suddenly became noisy.

The leaders of the king's tents in the center of the big tent also ran out in a panic, and their faces changed greatly when they looked at the steel monsters that were rampaging and trampling the soldiers.

Could it be that the kings of the South and North Hordes have been defeated?

The first thought crossed the minds of all the leaders, but it seemed ridiculous for a moment.

An army of more than 100,000 people, even if they stand and let the other party cut it, they have to cut it until the afternoon.

So where did these enemies come from?

"Organize the guards to form a formation first." Pan Geng's face was pale, and his red eyes stared at a fierce general at the forefront of the camp, he rode on the steel monster and rampage like entering no man's land, in just a few moments, Pan Geng had already seen him kill six Donghu warriors.

Sang Yang didn't say a word, turned around and punched a leader next to him who was already too frightened to move, and shouted in a deep voice, "Organize personal guards, form a formation!" Shoot this group of enemies in front of the camp! ”

Wang Li's spear in his hand easily pierced the chest of a Donghu warrior again, at this time the conical spear head more than two meters long was already hanging two dead corpses, and the weight of the gun body could not be held, he decisively let go of the cavalry spear, and pulled out the horse chopping knife on the right side, and at the same time as the knife was unsheathed, a head that was split in half was also scrapped, and the red and white fog was filled out in the sunlight for a moment.

The moose sitting down was blindfolded and wearing earplugs, and became more and more irritable because the armor on his body was knocked, and he rushed forward uncontrollably, and his head with horned blades shook angrily from side to side, which inadvertently made people look different.

The moose was too tall, almost taller than most Donghu warriors, and the sharp horned blades on their heads had too much range and strength, especially in the face of these Donghu warriors who were not fully equipped with leather armor.

Wang Li couldn't control the moose in the rage at all, so he could only let it run straight in the camp, and the horse chopping knife in his hand almost instinctively saw people and slashed away, although it was not the first time to rush into battle, but it was really the first time to be so hearty, and he felt that the whole person seemed to be possessed by something.

But Wang Li still retains a trace of sanity and knows how to look left and right.

However, he soon found that only the iron kite was left by his side, and the war horses of the Broken Army were much worse than the moose in terms of endurance and charging ability, and they couldn't rush so deep, so they were stopped.

Yu Chun wielded the double-sided axe designed for him by Wang Xu in his hand and waved it like a flying bee, closely following Wang Li, the golden armor on his body had been dyed dark red with blood, which looked extremely dazzling.

"Buzz!" The moose let out a dull roar, and finally stopped at a tent, where it was entangled in the hides.

Wang Liyan quickly drew his sword to help it cut off the entangled animal skin, held the reins to calm it down, and at the same time said to Yu Chun, who rushed behind him, "Blow suona, let the surrounding brothers gather, let's rush back!" ”

Yu Chun paused for a moment, looked at the heads of people fleeing all over the ground in front of him, and said suspiciously, "I haven't rushed to the king's tent yet, and I have caught the leaders of the various departments." ”

"There are more people than I imagined, and it is more difficult than I imagined, after all, there are tens of thousands of living people, and we can't step on the hooves of horses when the corpses are piled up." Wang Li helped the blindfold, took out the moose's favorite forage from the package behind it, and stuffed it into its visor.

"Also, when I got here, my hands were a little numb." Yu Chun smiled, hung the double-sided axe next to the saddle, took out the long sword and slashed with one hand, and took out the suona that Wang Xu had been pondering for three months and finally came out with the other hand.

As soon as the sound of the suona came out, there was no doubt that it could overpower all sounds, although there was only one, and the sound of the suona had too much impact on the war horses, and the knights who were going to rush to them were instantly frightened.

And the other kite iron riders who heard the sound of suona rushed towards Yu Chun and Wang Li without fighting.

Wang Li tugged at the chains of the spear and the lance and inserted them back into the grooves in the horse's armor.

Riding spears and horse lances are heavy weapons, and the materials are the finest ore, a riding gun is even more expensive than a set of armor, even if Wang Xu is rich, it is impossible to treat this kind of thing as a disposable chopsticks, and you don't want to kill one.

However, the cavalry spear and horse lance are mainly weapons when charging into battle, because the long-handled weapon more than two meters long is too difficult to wield, and the cavalry mainly relies on the sword to advance.

So the cavalry spear and the horse lance are basically shot, and with the horsepower, they will definitely pierce the enemy, and then the corpse will be skewered on it like a lamb skewer, and it cannot be used again.

Historically, the West and China have different ways of dealing with horse warfare weapons, and the early Western riding spears are all disposable, generally with several, the kind of wood used in Western riding spears is easy to break wood, that kind of wood will break when a thorn, bring a few more when fighting, if it runs out, just draw the sword and cut it.

The Chinese horse lance and the riding spear are different, although the gun barrel is also wooden, but it is made of mulberry wood, which is a precious kind of mulberry wood, and is regarded as the first choice for lance, and its hardness and flexibility are extremely excellent.

Moreover, the production method of Zhemu is complicated, it takes at least one year, after soaking, drying, and then winding hemp rope with the outer layer of precious composite glue. When the hemp rope is dry, it is coated with raw lacquer, wrapped in kudzu cloth, and the kudzu cloth is lacquered, and it is dried and wrapped in a layer, until it is cut with a knife, and the lance makes a metallic sound, but it does not crack, so it is qualified.

Therefore, the cost of a lance is basically unimaginable, even if there is money, it is impossible to squander it like this, and once such a weapon is left on the battlefield and picked up by the enemy, it may become a double-edged sword.

So in order to deal with this problem, ancient weapons scientists used two methods, the first is to make a barb or a knot at the tail of the gun head, if it is pierced, because there is the resistance of the barb, it will not be too deep.

The barrel of the riding gun is made of that kind of elastic wood, if it pierces a person. The wood will bend directly, and then the elastic force will directly pick the enemy away, so why did you use the word pick when you used to say that the military commander used a spear to kill the opponent.

The second method, unlike the first method, does not need a barrel with elastic force, nor does he need to add any barbs, he just hangs a rope on the gun, and then the other end of the rope is tied to himself, if the gun hits the enemy, he will let go directly, and the corpse will be dragged on the ground with a spear, but because of the friction and the weight of the body, the gun will soon fall off the corpse naturally.

The second method was adopted by the Lonely Bamboo Kingdom, but it may be because Wang Lichong was too fierce, even if he took off all the way, in the end, there was still a corpse on the horse lance that had been ground into an indescribable one.

Wang Li's expressionless hand shook, and he looked like he had thrown out dead pork, and threw it into the Donghu cavalry team that was still panicked in the distance, and was startled again.

"Oh, rabble." Wang Li sneered, the corners of his mouth mocked with disdain, and the bloodlust in his eyes gradually faded.