Two hundred steps away, Zhao Yun gave an order, and the eight hundred eunuchs and cavalry in the front row took out their hand crossbows. Each crossbow arrow turned into lightning that tore through the clear sky, and a bright red blood swayed on the Xianbei cavalry. flower.
More than 300 Xianbei cavalrymen were nailed to the ground by crossbow arrows. The arrows of the front arrow formation seemed to have been ground with a millstone, instantly becoming much smoother.
The two cavalry faced each other, and the distance of a hundred steps passed by in the blink of an eye. They raised their crossbows, fired, and discharged their crossbows. In such a short time, they were only a hundred steps apart, already within the shooting distance of a war bow.
"Bow and arrow~"
"Bow and arrow~"
Zhao Yun and Doganda gave orders together, and the cavalry from both sides raised their bows. Two clouds of arrows rose into the sky, crisscrossed in the air, and shot at each other.
There were too many arrows, too dense, and they kept colliding with each other in the air, and for a while there was an endless stream of ding-ding-ding-ding sounds.
"Escape~"
Doganda looked at the arrow screen in the sky and quickly lowered his body and hid under the horse's belly, leaving only a group of war horses galloping at high speed.
This move is the famous hiding in stirrups. Only the most skilled equestrians dare to use it on the battlefield.
Except for a few elites who hid in their stirrups like Doganda, most of the remaining Xianbei cavalry chose to lie low on their horses' necks or hang on their sides to avoid the rain of arrows falling from the sky.
Zhao Yun's Changshan cavalry, like Doganda, leaned over or turned sideways to avoid arrows, but the prefect's close cavalry had another choice.
After the last Yellow Turban battle, Yuan Shu purchased tougher leather armor for the eunuch's cavalry and placed a huge iron breastplate in the center, and also equipped them with an iron-clad wooden round inlaid on the left arm. shield.
The diameter of the iron breastplate is twenty centimeters. It is like a breastplate that protects the entire chest, ensuring their safety to the maximum extent.
The iron-clad wooden round shield was made by Yuan Shu at the suggestion of the craftsmen camp in a hurry. The outside is made of iron skin and the inside is made of pine and poplar wood boiled with cooked oil. It is both light and strong.
After experiments by the craftsman camp, such a round shield is only slightly heavier than the original wooden round shield, but its defensive power is more than twice as high. It can not only effectively defend against flying arrows, but also has good defense against sharp blades.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the output of iron was still very low. If Yuan Shu had not received the support of the Yuan family, he would not have been able to produce these things. Even so, he had just equipped these items for his close cavalry. Others who wanted to equip them had to talk about it later.
An iron-clad wooden buckler stood above his head to protect his safety, and at the same time, his charging speed did not decrease at all.
The rain of arrows fell, bringing with it blossoms of blood. A Xianbei cavalryman and a Changshan cavalryman fell off their horses, and were trampled into pulp by the galloping horses' hooves. The injuries on both sides were not much different, and more than two hundred cavalrymen each fell.
After a round of arrows, the distance between the two sides was only a few dozen steps. What followed was a face-to-face contact battle. Who won and who lost would be decided under the sword.
"Young men, take out your machetes and let these Han people know what it means to be a true prairie eagle. Kill them. I will be proud of you."
"The Xianbei cavalry must win~"
"The grassland must win~"
Doganda and Hu Yanxian took out their scimitars one after another, and the cavalry under their command did the same, waving their scimitars and shouting the slogan to continue charging, but the original military formation inadvertently became much more sparse.
The Xianbei people are unrestrained, but the Changshan cavalry are extremely rigorous. Many people were originally lost under the rain of arrows, but other people immediately replaced them, and the army formation is still neat and full of sharpness.
Zhao Yun and Gao Lan were at the front of the spear formation, each holding two spears in their hands.
The silver light of the tiger gallbladder gun is so bright and dazzling that it is like a shooting star in the clear sky, and the silver sun is too bright to be looked directly at.
The cold iron spear was black and shiny, and the cold air penetrated people's hearts, just like the ice in a deep pool, making people feel chilled all over.
"Get out of your sheath, for the hundreds of thousands of people in Changshan County, for the wives, children, and children behind you, for the sake of my compatriots who died tragically at the hands of the Xianbei swords, Changshan Iron Cavalry, kill~"
"Kill~"
"Kill~"
"Kill~"
A sword with a handle and a ring was unsheathed, and the sharp blades were like mirrors, shining with a dazzling cold light in the sun.
The tiger-gallant silver spear was so dexterous that it sprayed dozens of flowers of death in an instant, and pillars of blood rose into the sky. All Xianbei cavalrymen who came into contact with him were immediately beheaded off their horses.
The cold iron gun was opened and closed, and the sharp and slender blade was like a sharp knife. Between the horizontal and vertical sweeps, seven or eight Xianbei cavalry were either thrown away or cut off, and Gao Lan was stained with blood in an instant.
Became a bloody man.
Cavalry battles pay great attention to formations. Zhao Yun and Gao Lan tore apart the Xianbei cavalry's formation immediately. The prefect's cavalry behind them licked their lips, and they continued to tear apart the Xianbei cavalry.
In a large-scale contact battle between cavalry, there is no room for maneuver at all. It can only be a collision like a needle point against a wheat field. The gap in equipment is enough to make up for or even exceed the lack of riding skills.
The cloth and leather armor of the Xianbei cavalrymen had no effect at all under the Huanshou sword. Some had their heads chopped off, some had their chests slashed with one sword, and some even were cut in half by the kinetic energy of the horse's momentum.
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The Xianbei cavalry's scimitars struck the Yuan family's cavalry but had the opposite effect.
The first thing the Xianbei people felt was not the usual feeling of tearing leather armor and cutting flesh at high speeds, but the shock of being struck by an iron weapon.
Even if the breast-protecting mirror is cut through, the scimitar loses the power to harm the enemy. Instead, it is more likely to be stuck by the breast-protecting mirror, and the head will be chopped off by the Huanshou knife.
The formation of the Xianbei cavalry was torn apart immediately, and the original arrow was split into two halves. Three to four hundred cavalrymen fell to the ground and died on the spot, but only a few thirty or forty cavalrymen were injured.
The military formation was torn apart, and what they would face next was the larger Changshan Cavalry Army, with more than 2,000 cavalrymen and more than 2,000 ring-headed knives. Like a metal storm, they were beheading crazily, killing a Xianbei soldier.
The cavalrymen were killed off their horses.
In the first battle, the Changshan Cavalry was completely victorious. The battle loss ratio of 200 to 700 clearly demonstrated the disparity between them.
Zhao Yun and Gao Lan were extremely brave and led the Changshan cavalry to quickly defeat the Xianbei cavalry formation.
"Make a detour and kill the Xianbei cavalry on the left~"
The Xianbei cavalry was torn apart and split into two, and all this was exactly what Zhao Yun wanted to do.
Under the leadership of Zhao Yun, the Changshan cavalry made a wide-range detour, like roaring waves, rushing towards the Xianbei cavalry on the left at high speed.
"Chief Huyan, what should I do~"
This kind of battle loss ratio has never been encountered by the Xianbei people. Even the elite frontier troops can only fight with them at a 50-50 ratio. It is unthinkable to have the army formation torn apart in a single charge.
But now all this really appeared in front of them, which made the Xianbei people at a loss and didn't know why.
