There are only seven horses available.

He Ping selected Wang Dali and five other soldiers who could ride horses, all of whom were Tuyuhun people from the Huanzhou miscellaneous soldiers. There is no way, the Han people can ride horses, and they are strong, and they can make heavy swords, they really can't be counted in the palm of one hand.

All sabers were also given priority to equipping this "cavalry unit" of only seven men. He Ping himself robbed the horse lance seized from the Khitan Hundred Commanders. With a lance in hand, it is heavy to lift, and the inertia and rhythm of the dance are particularly good. With this powerful weapon, He Daxian felt a lot safer.

The seven-man cavalry pair soon began formation training.

"Do you know how to fight later?"

"How else can you fight? Rush up and hack them to death! "Wang Dali used to be a cavalryman, but he never rushed into battle, he listened to the old cavalry, and now that he has a horse to ride, he can't wait to show off immediately and rush over to kill.

"Idiot! How many can you chop? The Khitans had at least two hundred horsemen, and we were seven, and we were all finished in less than two breaths! ”

"Then, Master, how should I fight?"

"Now there is about three incense injections, and the Khitans will come, let's hurry up and practice a seven-star array first."

To tell the truth, Wang Dali and the other five Tuyuhun people are all cavalry, and there is no big problem with horse combat skills, the main thing is how to form a team and cooperate.

While Wang Dali and the five Tuyuhun people were running around with He Daxian in a strange posture with a confused expression, the others continued to dig the pit according to He Ping's instructions.

To deal with the Khitan cavalry of 200 horsemen, digging a pit is the main response.

Just after killing 18 Khitans, only one of the foot soldiers on his side died, and this result completely subverted the inertial thinking of "invincible cavalry" in the minds of the Tang Army's foot soldiers.

It turns out that the cavalry is also very fragile and helpless.

Now that they have seen how sharp this kind of small pit is to the cavalry, everyone's enthusiasm for digging pits has been unprecedentedly high. The men of the B-shaped team were all in front of the earthen wall, and on the basis of the more than 2,000 pits dug by the original Huanzhou miscellaneous soldiers, more than 2,000 pits were dug in the thick, and nearly 5,000 pits were densely packed, covering a length of nearly 200 meters. The 300 Huanzhou miscellaneous soldiers, under the leadership of Ah Bo, dug more than 3,000 pits behind the earthen wall according to He Ping's requirements.

"Ah Bo, are we going to dig a pit in the back for Mao?"

"Chief Zhao is going to dig it."

"I know what Chief Zhao is going to dig, in fact, what I'm asking is that Chief Zhao is going to dig a pit in the back for Mao?"

"You're smarter than Captain Zhao?"

"Uh, don't dare, don't dare."

"Since you don't dare, you still ask a fart, hurry up and work!"

Cavalry troops are not running fast all the time, and the normal march is usually based on the speed of the horses, and sometimes the cavalry will dismount and walk in order to save horsepower. Especially when he knew that there were hundreds of Tang soldiers in front of him in the way, and a vicious battle was about to start.

When they received the news, they were still more than ten miles away from the place of the incident, and the Khitan captain who led the team decided to save horsepower, so he kept his speed and walked over slowly. Therefore, when the two hundred and thirty-seven Khitan cavalry poured out silently from the foot of the mountain, more than an hour had passed since the moment when the last Khitan cavalry had been annihilated just now.

More than an hour ago, when more than 20 Khitan cavalry appeared, they used to give the Tang soldiers a feeling of fear, but now more than 200 horsemen appeared in front, and the mercury-like Wuyang Wuyang was crowded into a large pile, and this pressure gave people not fear, but numbness and despair.

According to the conventional battlefield experience, more than 200 cavalry can actually exceed 2,000 foot soldiers in actual combat power, but in front of them are trying to block the mantis in front of them, but there are less than 100 Tang Army foot soldiers, and 300 Huanzhou miscellaneous soldiers who are extremely poorly equipped and almost negligible.

Although there are still hundreds of people in ambush led by Captain Huang Qiang on the mountain, the Tang army still does not have an advantage in terms of overall combat strength.

I'm afraid it's going to be a tough battle today.

He Ping turned his head to look at the Tang soldiers who were standing behind the earthen wall and had already been frightened by the momentum of a large number of cavalry.

"A certain Tang general Zhao Ping, you and other cowards with pigtails, who has the courage to fight with the master?"

He Daxian waved the horse lance in his hand and shouted twice in Chinese and Khitan respectively, arrogant and domineering, without paying any attention to the black cavalry line on the opposite side.

Several gang commanders and even chiefs behind him have begun to follow He Daxian's teaching, leading a group of Tang Jun and Huanzhou miscellaneous soldiers with incomplete tones, singing a slow rock together to cheer He Ping, everyone sang while beating everything that could be knocked with weapons in their hands.

There was no way, there were no big drums in this small army, so they had to make a big chorus.

"Sister, you sit on the bow of the boat, vomit and vomit,

Brother, I'm walking on the shore, ahhhh

Kindness and love, the rope swings, yo yo yo. ”

Ahem In short, it doesn't matter what you sing, the key is to have a rhythm and a volume.

The gang on the other side is a Khitan soldier, an uneducated steppe person, where have I heard such high-level music, I am stupid for sure.

Of course, the cultural quality of these Tang soldiers and Tugu Hun soldiers is not good, the whole group of poor and sour homeless people, half a catty to eight taels, but fortunately, we He Daxian on-site guidance.

Turning around, He Ping ran to the front of the Khitan soldiers, and there was a burst of nonsense to show off his might, wanting to find someone to fight alone, but he didn't know that these Khitan people on the opposite side ignored him at all.

Seeing that the cavalry around him had been lined up in a neat square, the Khitan captain who took the lead pointed at the position of the Tang army in front of him with a blank face, and the cavalry team that had been lined up in five rows behind him began to accelerate and trot in echelons, quickly submerging the Khitan captain standing in place.

The distance between each row gradually widened, the speed became faster and faster, and the Khitan cavalry began to charge like a tide.

It has been a long time since the modern man left the era of horseback riding, and it is impossible to imagine what a thrilling experience it would be for more than 200 cavalrymen to charge at you in five echelons.

According to the movement of the cavalry when charging, we can compare it to this: when two cavalry charge, it is about the same as an SUV speeding at 100 kilometers per hour.

Now you can probably imagine five rows of SUVs, each row of 20 cars tightly packed together, rushing towards you at 100 kilometers per hour. And that's not all, it's that you're in front of them, and you're ready to fend them off and stop them with your flesh and blood!

He Ping had long known that the ancient infantry units usually used arrays to fight against the cavalry, which was actually a super mistake that had been teasing for thousands of years.

In ancient times, literati wanted to read, and martial artists also pretended to be forced to read, however, the books were all written by literati, and now it's over, and everyone is stupid to read together. People who live all day long don't know where the so-called poor literati can really be used to lead troops to war.

What was written by ancient scholars, writing vernacular is meant to make people laugh. You must write something that others can't understand, and the literal meaning is at least a dozen completely different meanings, that's what you're called awesome, that's what you're called a great writer, and that's what you're really capable of.

Infantry formation? Do you yourself stand in front of hundreds or thousands of charging cavalry?

The most ridiculous thing is that the literati at the end of the Ming Dynasty also summed up a so-called law: Manchurians are invincible.

Of course it is invincible, over the charge of 10,000 cavalry, you still let the infantry line up to resist? It's really a bad brain.

He didn't want to think about it, his family's Ming Dynasty Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't read any books, wasn't he born as a foot soldier, and the Yuan Dynasty people who beat the cavalry of the whole people had no power to fight back? Several northern expeditions almost drove the Mongols to the North Pole.

Hundreds of war horses galloped, and the low and rhythmic sound of horses' hooves continued to hit the hearts of every Tang soldier like a heavy hammer, the earth roared, the wind and clouds were gone, and the colors in the sky began to become more and more yellow.

The suffocating sense of depression brought by the Khitan cavalry charge put all the Tang Army foot soldiers in an extremely nervous state.

However, what made He Ping feel faceless the most was the group of Huanzhou miscellaneous soldiers in the back row, and he didn't know who it was.