Less than a mile away from them, thousands of cavalrymen stood quietly in the open space. The armor on their bodies shone with dazzling light under the setting sun, and looked particularly solemn against the backdrop of the big red cloak behind them.

"How come there are Ming cavalry here?"

Looking at the rows of cavalry, a general manager let out an unwilling roar. The bandits around him looked at the Ming army in front of him with desperate eyes. Even the idiots knew what the consequences would be for an unprepared and exhausted infantry to encounter a large group of cavalry on the flat ground.

There was no nonsense, only one of the generals in the leadership raised the saber in his hand. The messenger beside him raised his head and blew the horn in his hand. With the excitement of the trumpet, the cavalry that was standing quietly began to move, and then the speed became faster and faster. Soon the deafening sound of horse hooves began to resound throughout the sky.

"Everyone...formed a formation...all formed a formation for me."

"No escape is allowed, anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy!"

There were shouts of shouts everywhere among the bandits. They were all large and small under their control, and some people even tried to make the bandits form formations to resist the attacks of the cavalry.

"It's too late!"

Tian Jianxiu, not far away, closed her eyes in pain. The infantry had a natural disadvantage when facing cavalry, especially when encountering cavalry in plains, if they did not form an army formation, it would be 100% death, but it would take time to form a formation.

At the speed of the cavalry, the distance of a mile can be said to be in a flash. Not to mention forming a formation at such a moment, even peeing is probably a little hasty. Facing the cavalry roaring in shock, Tian Jianxiu's personal soldiers made the most correct choice without thinking.

A confidant in the lead whipped hard on his horse's butt and shouted loudly: "Master Tian left quickly... it would be too late if he didn't leave!"

Tian Jianxiu also understood that this was not the time to be pretentious, so he naturally lowered his body and let the war horse run to the side with him.

As the cavalry gradually accelerated, the bandits who were still in a mess of arrays felt the heavy sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer. They felt the vibration of the ground with their feet. Looking at the oncoming cavalry as if they were about to trample everything in front of them, the bandits finally collapsed.

They no longer cared about the scolding of the leaders around them, and began to scatter and flee, but no one came to scold them at this time because the leaders also began to run away like them.

No one is stupid. Even though he knows that he will still bite the bullet and go to die.

Before Tian Jianxiu could run a few hundred meters away, he saw that the Ming army's cavalry not far away swallowed up the chaotic bandits like a burst of red torrents.

Cao Ying's spear was lying on the horse's back, holding the horse's reins in his left hand and holding the saber tightly in his right hand. The entire saber was tilted down forty-five degrees.

In this way, he doesn't need to do extra moves when charging, so he can easily cut the enemy on his right hand into half with the speed brought by the war horse.

As a guerrilla general in the cavalry battalion, Cao Yingqiao could have been safely commanding the troops to charge behind him, but he was born to like excitement and adventure but he didn't like this, and insisted on following the troops to charge himself.

However, the personal soldiers naturally could not let their general take such risk, and they consciously surrounded him in the middle.

When the cavalry and the bandits came into contact with each other, Cao Yingqiao personally saw the war horse under the crotch of the cavalry rushing in front and collided with a bandit. At the moment of the collision, the bandit's seemingly strong body rose into the air. He was knocked to the Kanon and finally landed heavily on the ground. Then he was stepped into meat sauce by the cavalry following behind.

However, he just took a look and then retracted his eyes. The battlefield changed rapidly, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"kill……"

Seeing two bandits holding their spears high from the right towards his war spears, Cao Yingmao's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt. He pulled the reins with his left hand, and the war horse under his crotch made a neigh and tilted slightly to the left, dodging the spear, and then collided with a bandit.

The bandit was knocked back by the war horse before they could make any sound. They spit blood in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

Cao Yingmao ignored the bandit. The saber in his right hand slightly changed the angle. The sharp saber passed through the bandit's neck. He had no strength at all. A huge head broke away from the constraints of his neck and flew into the air.

The cavalry's restraint over infantry is almost innate, which is why, in all dynasties, once the Central Plains dynasty lacks horses, they will suffer many losses when facing nomadic peoples mainly cavalry.

Later generations of military enthusiasts once conducted a charge experiment of infantry against cavalry. The experimenters arranged a ten-row square formation with one hundred people, and then asked a cavalry to charge.

The final result was that the cavalry broke through ten rows of dummies and rushed out, knocking down 18 along the way, 8 of them, and the rider also hit 5. In other words, one rider rushed into the 100-man phalanx, which could kill 13 enemies or seriously injure them, and 10 enemies slightly injure them.

Of course, on the real battlefield, the opponent's soldiers are not dummies, and they will not stand still and let the cavalry hit. They will also use the weapons in their hands to attack the cavalry, so the above experiment cannot be counted.

But in fact, the real situation will not be much different from the above experimental results. Otherwise, in the late Ming Dynasty, there would not be any history in which thousands of Qing Dynasty cavalry could defeat tens of thousands of Ming soldiers like killing chickens and sheep, and slaughtering more than half of them.

Therefore, before the popularization of hot weapons, the only way for infantry to fight with cavalry in the field was to use well-trained infantry and use various weapons such as large chariots, caltrops, antlers, spears, strong bows, shields and other weapons to form neat square formations to withstand the attacks of cavalry.

Although Yang Feng was so relaxed when he fought the Qing Tartars in Liaodong, it was based on the fact that the entire army was equipped with muskets and a large number of cannons and formed a square formation, and the advantage of hot weapons on the range and rate of fire of cold weapons. Otherwise, if Yang Feng really wanted to command an army equipped with cold weapons to fight against the Tartar cavalry, he would still have to sing a cold song.

Unfortunately, there are no bandits, so they are destined to be pale.

This was a unilateral massacre. More than 3,000 exhausted and unprepared bandits were suddenly attacked by 5,000 cavalrymen. The consequences were destined. In just less than two quarters of an hour, more than 3,000 bandits were killed or injured. Except for the few smart and war horses, the rest of bandits either became dead souls under the knife or knelt on the ground in despair and became prisoners...
Chapter completed!