strictlysupreme Chapter 111
Chapter 111
Seeing the [-] Qin troops rushing forward, King Zuoluli had a smile on his face.
Following his order, 20 Huns cavalry charged out.
In his opinion, Qin Jun's [-] infantry were giving away heads.
On the hillside, Ying Yu looked at the two armies that were about to collide.
Then he looked at the tall chariot of the Xiongnu Central Army, slowly raised his arm, pointed the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand, and said loudly:
"The whole army obeys!"
Immediately, [-] Great Qin Iron Cavalry behind them lined up densely with their spears raised high.
Looking at the Hun army in front of him from a long distance, Ying Yu's eyes narrowed, and he shouted in a low voice:
"Great Qin Cavalry."
"exist."
3 people responded in unison, the momentum soared to the sky, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the sky.
"Follow me!"
"kill!"
With a loud shout, Ying Yu took the lead and rushed straight to the Huns' rear army.
"kill!"
Thirty thousand cavalry followed closely behind, their horseshoes trampling the ground, shaking and roaring.
At this moment, the Xiongnu cavalry was fighting fiercely with the [-] Qin army led by Wang Ben, and they never thought that there would be an enemy army behind them.
Thirty thousand well-equipped Daqin cavalry.
Under Ying Yu's leadership, like a sharp knife, he ruthlessly pierced into the enemy's formation.
The dense formation of cavalry pushed across, like a huge wave hitting a reef.
Countless Xiongnu soldiers were thrown backwards by the huge impact, and then trampled to death by horseshoes.
"what……"
"Ah..."
The sound of bones breaking was terrifying.
Flesh burst and splashed.
Humans and war horses were frantically squeezing, whirling and flung into the sky.
The horses are galloping, and the cold light is flickering.
Thirty thousand Qin cavalry, just a charge, tore a huge gap in the dense Hun army.
"Impossible, where did these people come from?"
"Why are they so strong?"
On the tall chariot, King Zuoluli naturally saw Ying Yu and the others.
At this moment, he was panting heavily, and he was completely shocked.
too strong.
It is too powerful.
Seeing those Daqin iron cavalry rampaging in his army formation, King Zuoluli felt inconceivable.
Can cavalry still do this?
You must know that in this era, cavalry tactics are still very simple, and most cavalry appear on the battlefield to assist infantry.
Even the cavalry in their northern grasslands mostly use cavalry and archery.
This is also the main reason why the cavalry in the Central Plains is not as good as other people's grasslands.
They are all cavalry and archery. No matter how well trained your Central Plains cavalry is, it is difficult to take advantage of the grassland nomads who grew up on horseback.
If you compare the high imitation with the original, at most it will be a tie.
If you want to defeat others, it is simply a dream.
However, the [-] Great Qin Iron Cavalry led by Ying Yu was completely different.
Leaving aside the three-piece horse suit, the Daqin cavalry has an advantage that the prairie people will never be able to match.
That is super organization and discipline.
It is precisely because of this advantage, coupled with the three-piece suit of war horses, that Ying Yu can truly bring out the horror of cavalry.
The [-] Qin iron cavalry rushing across the road were only good at riding and shooting, and the loosely organized Huns cavalry had no resistance at all.
Seeing the Qin cavalry galloping towards him, King Zuoluli suddenly panicked.
This cavalry that appeared suddenly was too powerful.
Even though they were far apart, the chilling murderous intent still made him feel chills.
"How is this possible, how did they do it?"
"The riding skills of these Qin soldiers are even better than our grassland warriors?"
Looking at the Daqin cavalrymen holding weapons in both hands, King Zuoluli once again set off a turbulent sea in his heart.
In just a short while, the Huns' rear army was blown to pieces and their morale was slackened.
Wherever the Daqin cavalry passed, there were corpses all over the place, at least tens of thousands.
Among them, the number of Daqin soldiers who died in battle was very small, at most no more than a hundred.
"How can this happen, how can this happen!"
Such a result made it difficult for King Zuoluli to accept.
Cavalry has always been the pride of their prairie people.
But now facing the charge of the Daqin cavalry, their prairie cavalry didn't even have the ability to fight back.
This kind of blow is really too big.
At this moment, Ying Yu had no intention of stopping.
With him leading the way, the Daqin iron cavalry charged more and more fiercely, and the Huns cavalry in front of them couldn't stop them at all.
Fang Tian painted a halberd in Ying Yu's hand, and countless Hun soldiers died tragically.
Meng Tian's eyes were straightened.
If the [-] Great Qin Tieqi is a sharp knife, then Ying Yu is the tip of the knife.
To tear open a gap in the Huns camp and drive straight in is what the tip of the knife should do.
"what..."
"Damn Qin Jun, why are they so fierce?"
"This army is terrible..."
War is brutal, no matter who it is.
The surrounding Hun cavalry had been terrified by Ying Yu and the others, but they could barely hold on due to the large number of their own troops.
"Pfft..."
A Daqin cavalry soldier was pulled off his horse.
Then he was surrounded by seven or eight Hun soldiers, and sharp weapons slashed at him in a chaotic manner.
Blood splattered, he fell unwillingly, and finally drowned under the trampling of the horse's hooves.
"kill..."
Seeing this scene, the other fighters around him roared loudly and waved their weapons recklessly.
The sudden burst of power overwhelmed the enemy Huns beside them for a while, and lost countless lives.
There is more than one scene like this.
As Ying Yu and the others rushed deeper and deeper, the resistance also increased.
The Huns soldiers around also began to increase.
It brought a lot of casualties to the Great Qin Iron Cavalry.
Of course, the Huns suffered more casualties.
"All the soldiers of Daqin, kill me!"
After the Yanmen pass, Wang Ben bravely took the lead and led the army into the Huns' formation.
The Qin army in a hundred battles does not need too many words of encouragement, a word of killing is enough to boost the morale of the army.
Under the attack of the two sides, there was a lot of panic in the Huns camp.
"kill!"
Meng Tian let out a loud roar, and bravely rushed towards the enemy soldiers around him without fear of death.
The Hun army that was killed immediately, blood flowed like a river, and screamed again and again.
The war was cruel. Although the Huns suffered heavy casualties, the Qin army also suffered a lot of casualties.
There are soldiers of the Qin Army whose right arms were cut off, and blood holes left by sharp knives on their chests.
Such a serious injury should have been extremely painful, but he was laughing.
Amid wild laughter, he strenuously moved forward, allowing the enemy's weapon to penetrate through his body until he was right in front of a Hun soldier, and under his horrified gaze, he brutally bit his throat.
"Ugh..."
The Xiongnu soldiers struggled frantically, but to no avail. In the end, their throats were crushed, and they fell unwillingly in a pool of blood.
At the same time, the soldier of the Qin army also fell on his back, the light in his eyes dimmed.
"I beheaded five people in this battle, so I should be eligible to be buried in the martyr's cemetery, right?"
He asked himself a question, and then slowly closed his eyes.