The writing of the major civilizations in ancient and modern China and abroad is usually broad and profound, and there have been many writers who have made a living from it since ancient times, of course, most of them call themselves writers, and those who support them call them writers.

The literary level of these writers is beyond doubt, and their brilliant writing is not to be looked up to. It's just that most of them, arithmetic is really not very good, the most typical is to describe the cavalry battle, whimsical, dragon flying and phoenix dancing, trying their best to talk nonsense, the writing is extremely wonderful, and the reader is fascinated by it.

For example, a certain general shouted, raised his gun and rushed into the encirclement, rushing left and right, as if entering a no-man's land. The gun was all over the body, like a pear blossom; All over the body, like drifting snow.

Have fun.

But has it really been calculated? Have you really fought yourself?

Therefore, He Daxian is most annoyed by this kind of irresponsible nonsense, and I don't know how many fledgling, bloody, and promising young generals have been killed.

Don't understand? Take a pen and do the math a little:

Let's talk about the basic concept first, when the cavalry pursues the infantry, the speed is the fastest, basically more than 60 kilometers per hour, sometimes even 80 kilometers, but if the two cavalry charge face to face, they will be more restrained, and they will generally control the speed of about 50 kilometers per hour.

After all, everyone cherishes their own life, and no one wants to be out of control all the time.

Both sides are 50 kilometers per hour, and the relative speed is 100 kilometers per hour, which is 27 meters per second. Do you know what concept of twenty-seven meters? In a cavalry brigade that charges in dense formation, each horse occupies about five meters of space in front and behind.

With a speed of 27 meters per second, this general who is the first to charge into the enemy line will have to deal with five enemy cavalry in one second.

Is it really necessary to deal with five enemy cavalry in a second?

Actually, no, because the horse is a high-speed animal, the sensitivity to collision and evasion ability far exceed that of humans, I have never heard of two cavalry rushing head-on, the war horses will catch the right head and touch the head, hit it fiercely, and crash into the head and fall to the ground and die.

There is no such thing! No matter how chaotic the scene is, the head of the war horse you are riding will not crash head-on into the head of the opposite war horse!

Therefore, when a general rushes head-on into the enemy's cavalry brigade, the horses of both sides will turn to the right to dodge. In the end, everyone just made a mistake.

Then the question arises, the oncoming enemy passes by on your left, isn't there still a column of enemies on the right? Naturally, they will also come closer. So, at the same time, you have to deal with two columns of enemy cavalry on the left and right at the same time.

At this point, the real answer is already on the horizon.

In a second, you will actually have to deal with ten enemy cavalry!

However, in one second, how many times can you shake the horse lance weighing dozens of pounds in your hand?

The real situation is that if a horse lance splits horizontally, plus the weapon collides and rebounds, and falls into the drag of human flesh and horse meat, even if you are infinitely powerful, it will take at least two seconds to reverse the split!

So, we can roughly assume that a general's horse lance sweeps past and back, and then sweeps back, must be guaranteed to be able to shoot down twenty enemy cavalry, otherwise at least one of the enemy's sabers will be cut at you! If something hard slashes at you, even if it doesn't fit into your armor, the force of the impact is likely to knock you off your horse.

What is said here is the assumption that all the scum soldiers on the other side are scumbags, what if you are unfortunate enough to run into a hundred captains who can carry you for a second, and even block the horse lance in your hand?

So, do you really think pretending to be fun? Try to see if you can put down twenty teddy bear dolls that are not moving in two seconds?

On the real battlefield, if a general runs to the front to pretend to be forced, no matter how fierce and brave he is, he will usually fall off his horse within two seconds after the two armies come into contact, and even if he does not fall to his death, he will be trampled to death. Therefore, generals, generals with a little brain, will definitely not run at the forefront in the duel between cavalry and cavalry!

In the future, if you read other novels, describing a certain hero pretending to be forced all the way to the end, killing and killing through the enemy's formation, everyone will think that you have a spring dream, don't try it yourself!

Back on the battlefield in Yangfangkou, at this time, the dust was billowing and shouting to kill the heavens.

When the two cavalry collided, I saw General Zhao Ping and Zhao Ergou taking the lead, raising the horse lance in his hand and rushing into the enemy formation!

Hey, wait, we said a lot of nonsense earlier, why did He Daxian still rush to the front to die?

Has he forgotten that it is so dangerous to rush ahead?

Nonsense, He Daxian is not a mortal, what he does has always been anti. Person. Class, what's so strange?

Mortals are terrified when they talk about cavalry, but He Daxian doesn't see it that way. In his eyes, cavalry is useless except for running fast, and it is just a matter of covering up all kinds of ugliness quickly.

A good human being, with hands and feet, but he has to ride on a beast, doesn't he give his life to this beast under his ass?

Human soldiers generally discuss how to deal with cavalry, and He Daxian only thinks about how to deal with beasts, that is, the war horses under the butts of cavalry. When the horse falls, the cavalry will naturally fall.

There are so many ways to deal with a beast like a horse. For example, horses' hearing is much more sensitive than human hearing, especially in the high-frequency range. If loud noises are heard in the high-frequency range, the horse will have an extremely painful experience.

This can't be helped, genetic things can't be changed.

As a result, we once again witnessed Ho Tai Sin's scientific means of killing.

Making a high-frequency sound wind-moving whistle is as easy as a breeze for He Daxian. As for the materials, this team of Tang troops in a hurry did not have many other things, but there were a lot of bones, whether it was horse bones or human bones, endless, and using bones as whistles, one could be made in a few minutes.

There are two high-pitched whistles hanging on the horse lance he holds in his right hand, two on the Moon Knife in his left hand, five or six on his own body, and even five or six on the war horse under his crotch.

Not only him, but the eighteen flag soldiers behind him, and the one hundred and thirty-two unflagged cavalry behind him, all hung with a dozen whistles on their bodies, and more than a hundred people ran up, as if a train was screaming with a flute, the whistling sound went from small to large, from soft to intense, and the more they came to the front, the more these Khitan war horses felt that they were about to bleed.

Where have the Khitan war horses from the steppe seen this situation, this is completely a big move when the end of the world comes!

Therefore, for He Daxian and the eighteen "flag soldiers" behind him, he only needs to deal with one or two of the opponent's cavalry every second, and the other enemy cavalry has already fled before they get close, scurrying left and right. The most important thing for He Daxian and the eighteen "flag soldiers" is not how many enemy horses they kill, but to be extra careful not to trip over the enemy horses that fall all over the ground!

I saw General Zhao Ping Zhao get up the "fallen horse lance" in his hand, and threw it out horizontally, and beat the cuirass of a Khitan heavy cavalryman on the right side into it on the spot, and the whole person flew up, knocking down the other two horses that were running sideways behind him, and fell into a big lump. The fallen lance then reversed along the ground, and threw several other horses together, and the enemy horsemen who were about to fall to the ground were smashed away, and exploded into a large pile of bloody stumps and severed arms in mid-air. At the same time, holding the "Dark Moon Knife" in his left hand, he dragged it horizontally, cutting open the stomachs of the two horses that stood up in shock, and instantly cut the two horses into eight sections.

After that, there were basically few enemy horses that could be beaten, and chaos in the enemy formation had arisen.

The Khitan cavalry in front of He Daxian couldn't control the war horses under their crotches at all, and flashed to both sides, and then crashed into each other, crackling and falling in all directions and rolling into a large pile of meat, as tragic and desolate as the scene of a car accident on the highway.

The eighteen "flag soldiers" of the Tang Army who followed He Daxian to kill were the scene of the second car accident. These bannermen, whose eyes were red and their whole bodies were excited, unceremoniously raised their mace-headed or hammer-headed horse lances in their hands, and struck one hammer after another, directly smashing and chiseling through these piles of people and horses that had fallen to the ground, and blood and scraps of flesh flew all over the sky.

The sharp whistling, the strong smell of blood, and all kinds of screams, exclamations, and the high-pitched neighing of the war horse before death, penetrated the layers of encirclement in front of them, and the war horses behind were so shocked that they either turned around and ran away, or the whole horse was pulled up by the cavalry on their bodies and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

When He Daxian rushed into the Khitan cavalry formation, he just fought a bloody way, but after the eighteen cavalry "banner soldiers" behind him rushed in, the Khitan cavalry who were rushing in had nowhere to escape.

He Daxian controlled the speed of his horse slightly, retreated to the same line as the flag soldiers, and then lined up in a long horizontal line with these invulnerable Tang Army flag soldiers, as if a large tractor was harvesting in the field, and instantly ploughed out a clearing with a width of more than fifty meters, and extended forward at high speed! The clearing was strewn with bloody limbs and corpses, and the bright red earth looked shocking.

The periphery of this clearing was even more chaotic, with horses running in all directions, and the cavalrymen who couldn't stop behind were knocked down one after another, and then trampled into pulp by their own people.

Soon, the cavalry behind did not know what was happening in front of them, and seeing that the situation was not right, they also took the initiative to turn around, running to the rear and on both sides, and then collided with the cavalry further behind.

Thousands of Khitan cavalry and Shuozhou cavalry were completely chaotic for a while, and everyone rushed wildly to flee for their lives, and the trend of trampling on each other rapidly expanded throughout the plain.