For a time, the entire Ten Thousand Layers Gorge was filled with howls.
This is also the first time that Long Xia's side has killed the always powerful prairie cavalry, throwing off their armor.
The Shu army never expected that one day they would be able to pin these brave and invincible prairie cavalry to the ground and cut them down.
Before most of the cavalry could get up, they were swarmed by several Shu troops and immediately hacked to death with swords.
This battle is destined to go down in history.
Under the charge of a thousand cavalry, it is enough to break up an army formation composed of thousands of people. But if there are no horses, it will be against an army of thousands of people.
Especially in the face of the now extremely aggressive Shu army, these thousand people were undoubtedly meat on a chopping board.
Soon, most of the thousand cavalry were hacked to death by the Shu army. The remaining two or three hundred people could not care about anything else. They left their horses and ran back desperately.
"Brothers of the Shu army, this is the day to shock the three armies and become famous in Long Xia, follow me and kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Xiahou stepped on a cavalry corpse, raised his sword and kept roaring. Because of this small victory, the Shu army's morale was so high that they were like wild horses running wild, raising their swords and running forward.
As for Zan Qing, he was so shocked by this situation that he couldn't recover for a long time.
When he saw a cavalryman running back, he took off his head with a knife from his handle.
"Behead those who dare to flee!"
How long did it take? It took only a cup of tea, but a thousand prairie knights were almost destroyed in the canyon.
After so many years of invading Longxia, this was almost the heaviest loss for their entire grassland tribe.
It’s hard to train cavalry, and it’s even harder to train war horses.
I never expected that this group of Central Plains people would suddenly become so brave. But in the past, hundreds of Tatar soldiers could often defeat one or two thousand Central Plains people.
Arriving here, Zan Qing gradually felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
People often have a very accurate intuition. Looking at the Central Plains soldiers that are constantly approaching, Zan Qing always feels that something will happen if they continue to fight.
But now that thousands of horses and cavalry have been lost, even if he returns to the camp with the victory, he will probably be scolded by his father. If he returns with another big defeat, the consequences can be imagined.
When he thought of this, Zan Qing no longer hesitated and immediately raised his sword and ordered the five thousand prairie swordsmen behind him.
"charge!"
There was almost no difference in the number of people between the two sides. With the roars and roars of both sides' overwhelming momentum, a fierce battle soon broke out in the middle reaches of Wanlayer Gorge.
Compared with the prairie swordsmen who had armor for self-defense, this time both sides started to attack each other when they were ready, and the Shu army began to decline.
Nomadic peoples believe in gods very much. The armies of semi-theocratic countries like this are a group of divine lunatics who regard their lives as gifts from gods. They are extremely desperate when fighting.
When both sides are desperate for their lives, if you want to win the battle, you have to look at the overall combat strength and equipment of the army.
As corpses fell one after another, the Shu army was the first to be unable to resist, and began to retreat continuously.
Seeing this scene, Zan Qing, who was originally worried, finally felt relieved.
It seems that I have overestimated this group of midichlorian insects, and after all, they are still a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
But before he could be happy for a while, the sound of beating drums suddenly came from the Shu army tent.
Boom, boom, boom!
The voice was so urgent that the uneasy feeling from before soon reappeared.
"Those who violate our borders should be punished!"
At that time, there was another burst of screams and screams from behind!
Zan Qing, who was on horseback, felt his scalp numb for a while. When he turned around, he suddenly saw a man in black clothes, holding a thin knife, flying towards this side across the yellow sand.
Came running.
Behind them, there was also a large group of Shu army soldiers.
Zan Qing was so frightened by this scene that he almost fell off his horse.
Just looking at their size, one can see that the Shu troops behind them are not much smaller than the troops in front of the camp.
With a force that was twice their strength suddenly encircled them, one can easily imagine the result.
One careless move could lead to the annihilation of the entire army. This time, it was carelessness after all.
"retreat!"
At this moment, Zan Qing finally no longer dared to fight forcibly. If he fell into the hands of the Central Plains people and suffered humiliation and torture, he might as well go back to the grassland and kill himself!
When the remaining soldiers had almost retreated, Zan Qing tightened the reins, slammed his whip on the horse's butt, and headed forward to kill.
"Concentrate on the left side and create a hole!"
As Zan Qing raised his sword and commanded, thousands of people raised their swords and headed towards the place on the left where there were few soldiers to kill!
When Chen Mu saw the thousands of swordsmen charging toward the left, he sneered and waved his hand.
"Shenji Camp!"
After finishing these three words, the team suddenly stopped, and the next moment two rows of Shu troops jumped out of the team.
Under the guidance last night, these two hundred soldiers lined up in two rows in an extremely orderly manner, one row in front, one row in the back, one row high and one row low.
Soon, the fire gunmen in the first row were the first to light the fuse. As the fuse burned at high speed, hundreds of fire snakes came out of the mouth of the fire gun in the blink of an eye.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The soldiers who came to tear the hole didn't know what was happening. In the blink of an eye, they were hit by the sprayed iron fragments and fell down in a row.
Fireguns are the most primitive shotguns. The closer you get, the more powerful they become.
Although everyone knew how to use this thing, when they saw how lethal it was, they were so shocked that they forgot to reload the ammunition.
"Are you going to die? Hurry up and load the medicine!"
After Chen Mu yelled like this, everyone calmed down again. After the first row of shots was finished, it was the second row's turn to ignite and launch.
All the swordsmen who came to tear up the military formation were killed before they could get close.
As corpses fell one after another, even these grassland swordsmen began to be afraid. Even though Zan Qing was killing the retreating soldiers, no one dared to move forward.
Compared with Zan Qing's long sword, they were more afraid of the iron pipes in the hands of these Central Plains people.
Every time there were sparks, dozens or even dozens of people on their side would fall to the ground instantly.
For people, unknown things are always what people fear the most.
Seeing that the sharpness of this group of swordsmen had been sharpened, Chen Mu waved the sword in his hand again: "Shenji Battalion, retreat! All officers and men will follow me on the battlefield to kill the enemy!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Not only did Chen Mu take action, but when he heard the sound of gunfire, Xia Hou had already led his troops to surround him.
At this time, there were only two to three thousand Tatar troops left. They were suddenly surrounded and suppressed by two armies. They were attacked from both sides. You can imagine the pressure involved.
With the end of the offensive, less than two thousand people of the surging Tatar army were left, just like a group of pitiful beaten dogs, huddled in a stone corner on the side wall.
Thinking that he would be able to keep these foreign invaders here forever, Chen Mu became more and more excited as he thought about it.
I don’t know anything else, but at least from now on, his name, Chen Mu, will definitely be left in the history books of this world.
He was about to swing his sword and attack again, but who would have thought that Lin Qiye would come to him at some point and grab him.
A pair of eyes looked at him very seriously, and then he slowly shook his head: "General, surrender, don't kill me."