Although in Zhang Zhao's opinion, the poisonous fire emitted by the pear blossom gun is on the same level as the large fireworks of later generations.
The only thing that goes beyond that is that it contains broken porcelain pieces and iron filings, which can cause some damage.
But to people of this era, especially the Sudra archers and spearmen recruited by the Shahi Dynasty, the golden flames ejected from the cavalry spears on the opposite side were simply terrifying to the extreme.
Originally, on the battlefield, the human spirit will be in a state of extreme tension, but well-trained veterans can transform this tension into the excitement of fighting the enemy bravely.
But for the Sudras who were temporarily recruited and had no intention of coming to fight and just wanted to go home alive and reunite with their families, this kind of tension was a kind of terror that made them incontinent.
In the sky full of gray smoke raised by the gunpowder eruption, Ma Shacai led three hundred light cavalry, as if they were devils coming out of hell.
They passed through the choking sulfur-smelling smoke, carrying what seemed to the Tianzhu people to be strange-shaped beasts. Their faces were blackened by gunpowder, and the spears in their hands spewed poisonous fire from hell.
All this made them look extremely terrifying, and the terrifying legend that Juer Khan killed all the king's 30,000 troops perfectly fit the image of the devil in Xia Xi's infantry.
Another shot of golden gunpowder was shot out, and the unlucky Natsuki spearman was slapped in the face.
The skin on his face was quickly burned into wrinkles and blisters by the high temperature, and his eyes were bleeding from the scratches from the flying broken pieces of porcelain.
His face was covered with black spots, which were hit by iron filings. The choking poisonous smoke made him dizzy and staggered.
"Mom! I want to go home!" The unlucky spearman was overwhelmed by the severe pain and great fear. He threw away the spear in his hand and ran away with a cry.
The officer beside him stepped forward angrily and stabbed the fleeing soldier. The sword hit the spearman's shoulder, and blood spattered out.
But this pain, compared to being hit by the pear blossom gun and his fear of death, was not on the same level at all. After taking this knife, he ran faster, like a madman.
Only then did Ma Sha notice the officer. He rode over and with a slight stroke of the saber in his hand, the officer's round head was easily removed from his head.
"Run quickly! The battle is defeated!"
"Run quickly! Juerhan has sent the devil!"
"Run! The fire-breathing demon has come out of hell."
The death of the officer was like a signal, and the infantrymen in the front row who had endured enough pressure collapsed instantly.
As for the infantrymen at the back, when they saw an acquaintance whose face was covered with gray blisters and black spots like sesame seeds, whose eyes were spurting blood, and whose arms were spurting blood, they shouted that a devil was coming.
This impact is no less powerful than when you see a group of burly men on the subway in the future. Not only do they rush towards you, they also seem to want to...
Imagine this, this is absolutely terrifying. These Sudras who were recruited and had no intention of fighting for a long time suddenly dispersed.
Fight? Fight your mother’s war!
To use your own life to defend the power of the Kshatriya masters to exploit you? You are not a slave to anyone!
"Damn it! The officers are in front, form the jumping soldiers, speed up!"
Ma Yaozi was dumbfounded for a moment, and then he started to shout angrily and quicken his pace.
What the hell, just over 300 light cavalry were killed by the horse, but they actually overwhelmed a phalanx of more than 3,000 people.
If they continue to walk like this for a few dozen steps, they will adjust their formation. By the time they get closer, the day lilies will probably be cold.
It's better to just go ahead and use the officers to fight the soldiers, and treat it as a fight. Tianzhu people are not worthy of enjoying the high-level fighting style of fighting in formations.
Zhang Zhao in the distance could also see that the strength of the 40,000 Xia Xi army on the opposite side was far inferior to the 30,000 army led by Modapolo in the Khyber Pass.
"Let Li Ruotai's heavy cavalry wear armor and keep an eye on the heavy cavalry on the opposite side. The rest of the troops will mobilize elite troops to form jumping soldiers and formation breakers, and the whole army will attack!"
The war has begun. This is definitely a war that will be repeatedly touted by future generations in the history of cold weapon warfare in this time and space.
Two thousand Fengtian Army warriors and one thousand Khotan Palace Guards, plus more than 3,000 Shunyi Left Army, and more than 1,000 wealthy children from the city of Wenzhou, a total of more than 8,000 people surrounded more than 40,000 Xiaxi Dynasty soldiers and attacked them.
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Moreover, it was a battle with no structure and relied entirely on personal bravery, so that in this battle, a large number of powerful generals emerged who could defeat ten thousand people.
The horse killed only 300 men and defeated 3,000 infantry. The barbarian bear defeated a hundred spearmen by himself. The mountain boar held two swords and killed from right to left, directly penetrating the Xiaxi army formation, etc.
The battle lasted for about half an hour, and the 40,000 Natsuki army collapsed completely. They abandoned their helmets and armor. Soldiers fled in all directions over the mountains and fields. Some of them couldn't run, so they simply knelt down and put their heads in the mud.
Express surrender.
The only thing that still retains a certain organizational structure is the more than a thousand Kshatriya heavy cavalry on the hill, headed by Prince Shahi.
This heavy cavalry is really good! Zhang Zhao was drooling after seeing it.
Of course, it's not because of how brave these Shahi Kshatriya heavy cavalry are, or how sophisticated their armor or weapons are, but because of the horses under their crotches.
These horses have slender bodies, smooth body shapes, and obvious inverted triangle muscles on the inside of their front legs, full of the beauty of strength.
His forehead was broad and shiny, his nostrils were full and plump, and his eyes shone with the light of wisdom, not the dull eyes of ordinary animals.
The most peculiar thing about their ears is that the inner tips of the ears turn toward the middle, almost standing upright on the head.
The tips of the two ears of some horses can touch each other, forming a particularly cute heart shape. Later generations call them horses that can compare their hearts.
This is the famous Indian Marwari horse, and in China it is widely known as the Tianzhu Fold-eared Horse.
This kind of horse has a perfect balance between explosive power and endurance. It is handsome in appearance and elegant in temperament.
Whether it is a long-distance attack as a light cavalry mount, or an explosive impact as a heavy cavalry mount, it is excellent.
Perhaps it is much inferior to the Mongolian horse in long-distance running, and its impact is inferior to the sweaty BMW, but the good thing about it is that it has both advantages. Although it is not the most outstanding, it is sufficient.
That’s it! Good adaptability determines that it can be equipped on a large scale.
What's more, in the Fifth Generation of the Central Plains, there are not many war horses like the Han-blooded horses. The explosive power of the broken-eared horses is weaker than that of the sweat-blooded horses, but it is definitely stronger than the war horses of the Five Dynasties of the Central Plains.
At the same time, there is another thing about folded-eared horses that Zhang Zhao is most interested in, that is, folded-eared horses are not as delicate as Chinese-blooded horses.
This thing grows in places like Tianzhu, is particularly heat-tolerant, has high disease resistance and is easy to feed. It is simply King Zhang’s dream horse.
"Tiance, go over and tell them to hand over all the Marwari horses, whether they are stallions, mares or foals. I will be very merciful and only want their property but not their lives!"
Zhang Zhao was so excited that he started rubbing his hands. In the Khyber Mountain Pass, Modapolo’s cavalry did not find many folded horses. Zhang Zhao thought that folded horses had not appeared in this era, but he did not expect
Saw it here.
However, there are only a few hundred horses on the opposite side. It seems and may be that the current population of folded horses is not large, and the Tianzhu people themselves are still reluctant to use large-scale equipment.
King Zhang was right in guessing that the current folded horse is also an extremely precious BMW in India.
It was basically used by the nobles to hunt wild boars and play a sport similar to polo. It was not equipped on the battlefield at all and was used by Brahmins and Kshatriyas to show off their power and show off.
"Your Majesty has good eyesight, those horses are really good horses!" Guo Tiance was overjoyed and galloped over. He wanted to personally persuade them to surrender.
However, what Guo Tiance, who ran over happily, received was not a bow but a desolate and melodious horn sound.
Amidst the sound of the trumpet, about six hundred heavy cavalry of the Kshatriyas of the Shahi Dynasty formed a spear formation.
They put on their armor and put on their robes slowly. Each of them put on a brightly colored cloak, and the horn sounded as if they were challenging Zhang Zhao.
"Huh?" King Zhang said in surprise. This is the final battle! There is also a bit of romanticism. Is there such a talented person in Asan Middle School in India?
Li Ruotai beside Zhang Zhao was trembling with excitement, and he raised his hands on the horse.
"Your Majesty! Please allow the general to lead his troops to meet the enemy. This is an ancient ceremony for the nobles of Tianzhu! They are here to die in battle with honor. Please grant your permission, Your Majesty!"
"Chengquan? Humph!" King Zhang snorted disdainfully.
"On weekdays, we enjoy the blessings of the people, but when trouble comes, we have no countermeasures, so we just want to die. Confucius said: Soldiers are important matters of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival. We must pay attention to them!"
This generation turns the important events of the country into a performance that promotes excellence, and then dies in battle with honor. What kind of glory can there be?
Li Dutou and all the other athletes are the warriors of the country, how can they accompany these Indian barbarians to do such a ridiculous and generous thing?"
When Li Ruotai heard this, he somewhat disagreed, but at the same time he felt quite happy. He instantly felt that he was several levels higher than his opponent. He was on the fifth level this time.
Zhang Zhao's words were half true and half false. In fact, he did not want Li Ruotai to go up and inflict casualties. At the same time, those on the crotches of the Shahi Kshatriya heavy cavalry were all broken-eared horses. Who would be injured?
"Yan Jin! Gather all our old brothers from Shandu and send five hundred crossbowmen from the Khotan Palace Guards. Let these Tianzhu barbarians have a taste of the power of our Tang'er's strong bows and crossbows. Tell all the brothers that only
Shoot people, not horses!”
Yan Jin immediately understood. It turned out that the king was interested in his horse. No wonder he had just asked Guo Hucao to persuade him to surrender. No wonder he was a little angry now. Those Tianzhu barbarians should be killed if they dare not give the king face.
Who can win between 600 elite crossbowmen and 600 heavy cavalry?
Generally speaking, the heavy cavalry will definitely win. As long as they can rush over with casualties and break up the formation of the crossbowmen, they cannot lose.
But when the six hundred Indian Kshatriya heavy cavalry faced off against the six hundred crossbowmen of Shandu, especially when there were two hundred divine arm archers among them, there was no suspense about winning or losing.
The two-stone, one-fight god-armed bow shot the iron horse, and fell down in response to the shot. Before the six hundred Kshatriya heavy cavalry started their final acceleration, almost a hundred of them were gone. After they rushed closer, the formation
It was completely scattered.
Yan Jin shouted loudly and raised six hundred Mo Dao high into the sky, smashing them to pieces in front of everyone!
Broken arms, broken limbs, broken armor and leaves were flying all over the sky. As soon as the two sides came into contact, the so-called heavy armored cavalry was chopped to pieces by Mo Dao's hands and ran all over the ground.
Because as early as the charge, they were shot by the God's Arm Bow and lost all their courage. They rushed forward not by courage, but by inertia.
Kalmaha, who was standing behind Zhang Zhao, was so frightened that his legs weakened and he fell to the ground. He saw clearly that the strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all.
