The opponent's cavalry consisted of hundreds of cavalry lined up in two rows. There were dozens of such formations, stacked on top of each other and pushing towards this side like waves.
Han Du only glanced at it, and his heart suddenly sank. Opposite him is a master who is proficient in cavalry tactics and is also a confident person. Such tactics may seem a little messy, but they are actually very powerful. It is very difficult to resist the waves of cavalry that come one after another. Moreover, this tactic has another advantage, that is, once the opponent cannot withstand it, they will not even have a chance to escape. He just wanted to rely on his strong cavalry to completely destroy the opponent in one wave.
Faced with such tactics, there is only one way, and that is to turn the entire army into an arrow and a wedge like Azashi is doing now. As long as it can penetrate the opponent's military formation, then it can go straight to the Yellow Dragon and turn defeat into victory.
No matter whether it was the attacking side or Azashili's side, the two groups of cavalry made no mistakes. As for which side can win, it depends on who is better.
After all, there are never invincible tactics, only invincible people.
Because the distance was too close, even the cavalry charging condescendingly could not increase their speed to the maximum.
The first thing to attack was the bows and arrows in the hands of both sides. At the same time, the movements of both sides were almost exactly the same.
Raise the bow, draw the arrow, nock the arrow, draw the bow, and release the arrow!
Then both sides leaned down on horseback and hid under the belly of the horse, just like two brothers fighting, their movements were uniform and precise.
The cavalry behind gradually repeated the actions of the people in front. On the battlefield where the two sides exchanged, only war horses galloping on the snow and sharp arrows spinning in the sky were seen.
"Duh duh duh...puff puff puff..."
The arrows hit the horse and saddle, making a completely different sound.
"ah......"
Continuous screams rang out, and even if they dismounted while hiding in the belly of their horses, some unlucky cavalrymen were still hit by arrows.
After the arrow fell, the surviving cavalryman jumped onto his horse in an instant, opened his bow and shot again, and then hid under the horse's belly again.
By the time they stood up for the third time, the two sides were already in close combat. Both sides drew out their scimitars and looked at each other with ferocious expressions.
A moment! The iron man's collision, unyielding heels, ferocious faces, bloody swords, low howls, filled with smoke and dust, the entire mountain plain was shrouded and annihilated by the tragic atmosphere of this primitive fight...
"Death, death, death..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Even though both sides yelled in Mongolian, they didn't leave each other stunned for even a breath. Such things are all too common on the grasslands. Large tribes annex small tribes, and tribes fight for pasture. It can be said that this kind of experience has been engraved in the bones of the grassland people since they were young. They have long been accustomed to it!
Because the opponent's speed has not increased, the power of the cavalry charge has not been exerted to its extreme. Therefore, Azashili was able to break through several lines of the opponent's cavalry at first.
However, Azashili's decline was quickly revealed, and his charging speed was getting slower and slower. If he couldn't stop, he would definitely be dumped by the opponent and the entire army would be annihilated.
There is not much difference between the immobile cavalry and the infantry. They will only be massacred by the opponent's charge.
Han Du's face was gloomy and scary. He lowered his head and looked at the chariots in front of him that were being connected continuously. Now they were only connected to a part of the front, and the two sides were continuing.
"Ming Jin! Let Azashili come back!"
"Yes!" the soldier replied immediately.
"Let the artillery be prepared to block the enemy's cavalry charge and protect Azashili from retreating!"
"Follow the order!"
After giving two orders in succession, Han Du raised his telescope and stared at the battle ahead without delay.
Azashri's heart felt cold, and he knew that he was probably dead this time. The commander of the opposing cavalry was a veteran. After discovering his purpose, he sent more cavalry to the center, layer upon layer, constantly dampening his spirit.
. As long as he can't move anymore, he will be caught in a trap by the other party.
Seeing himself entering a desperate situation step by step, Azashili couldn't help but regret that he had been so impulsive and stood up to resist. Growing up on the grassland, he knew deeply that only by continuously increasing his strength could he survive on the grassland.
Such a practice of sacrificing oneself for others and blocking the knife for others would never have appeared in his mind in the past. What happened just now? How could I be so impulsive that I want to sacrifice myself to help others?
"Bang bang bang..."
At this moment, a sound came into Azashili's ears.
He turned around suddenly, unable to believe that Han Du would ask him to retreat.
Immediately, he shouted in great surprise: "Retreat, retreat! The army is ready, let's retreat!"
A guard next to him not only did not rein in his horse and retreat, but instead raised his sword and shouted: "Warriors, charge with me, buy time for the prince, kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Azashili's eyes suddenly turned red as he watched them continue to charge the bodyguards and tribesmen. He didn't want these tribesmen to die for him, but he also knew that if no one rushed forward to delay time, he would not be able to evacuate smoothly.
"Haguk...from today on, you are my most beloved Anda..."
Haguk, however, did not look back or reply in a few words, and directly faced the enemy.
The cavalry on the opposite side had the advantage and originally wanted to eat up all Azashili's cavalry. Now that they see that they want to retreat, how can the other side agree?
Immediately, countless cavalrymen followed Azashili and chased him, and the opponent's speed became faster and faster. An overwhelming momentum gradually gathered, like rumbles and thunder resounding through the valley, and like a vast expanse of raging waves attacking the group. Mountain. Long swords and scimitars flew clanging, spears and spears whizzed past, dense rain of arrows covered the sky like locusts crossing the border, and dull killing cries and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!
Just when Azashili was about to be overtaken, the Ming army's artillery began to roar.
"boom......"
One after another, blazing iron balls fell into the middle of the cavalry on the opposite side. The originally neat copper and iron walls were instantly torn open by cannonballs. Even a cannonball tore apart a wall was not the end. It bounced and continued to tear apart the wall behind it. It tore apart several times before running out of kinetic energy and falling to the ground.
The dense artillery shells instantly curbed the momentum of the cavalry charge, each one leading a bloody path through the crowd.
However, the cavalry on the opposite side were obviously no strangers to artillery. After being bombarded, they quickly changed their tactics and dispersed their formation, continuing to chase Azashili one after another.
Fortunately, after such a delay, Han Du finally bought valuable time for Azashili. The Uliangha cavalry withdrew directly from both sides of the military camp to the back.
Facing the charging cavalry, the soldiers on the chariot each held a thunderbolt, holding their breath and waiting for orders.
"God's Thunder Gun, fire!"
Xu Chengfei raised the revolver in his hand and suddenly pulled the trigger toward the sky.
"boom!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The cavalry on the opposite side wanted to repeat the same trick and hide under the belly of the war horse, hoping to avoid the arrows.
But facing the divine thunder gun, this trick is completely useless.
Because the divine thunder cannon is so powerful, it doesn't even need to hit a person. Even if it hits a war horse, it can kill or injure the horse and lose its combat effectiveness.
With the accuracy of the divine thunder cannon, every bullet hit the war horse without missing a beat.
"Chirp chirp..."
In the shrill and high-pitched neighing sound, all the horses in front fell down. The people hiding under the horse's belly fell heavily to the ground. Before they could stand up, they were hit by the war horse behind them. In an instant, their muscles and bones were shattered and turned into a piece of mud.
If the cannon just slightly dampened the momentum of the cavalry's charge, then the barrage now intertwined with thunder and blunderbuss was like an invisible wall of copper and iron, causing the cavalry to collide instantly.
of being shattered to pieces.
Such powerful firepower instantly frightened the cavalry on the opposite side. After trying to charge several times without making any progress, these cavalry retreated unwillingly, wandering outside the range of the divine thunder cannons, and showed off their power to Han Du.
Seeing that Han Du finally repelled the cavalry, he finally let go of his worries.
"Continue to connect with the chariot and set up camp here! Also, where is Azashri? Let him come to see me!"
Azashi was riding his horse with lingering fear. He was almost there. Just now, he thought he was going to see the Immortal God. Fortunately, Han Du didn't give up. He asked him to retreat in time and helped him withdraw safely.
He came to Han Du immediately, got off his horse, clasped his fists respectfully and said, "I pay my respects to the Marquis!"
Han Du nodded with a smile on his face, stretched out his hands to help him up, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your hard work. If you hadn't made a prompt decision to fight against the enemy and buy time, I'm afraid that my army would have been scattered by the enemy."
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. This is a matter for a lower official." Azashi stood up quickly, "I also want to thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life."
Han Du smiled and said: "Stop saying such kind words. You saved me, so I will not sit back and watch you go into danger."
I took a look at Azashili's arm and saw that his armor was somewhat damaged and stained with blood. I didn't know whether it belonged to him or the enemy.
Asked: "Are you injured? Is it serious?"
Azashili was full of energy, glanced at it casually, laughed and said, "Skin injuries are just like being bitten by bugs."
Han Du nodded and said with concern: "You still can't be careless, you have to deal with it in time, otherwise you will be in trouble if you get infected. The Ming army has a doctor accompanying the army. You can go down and bandage it later."
Although it is winter now and it is not easy to get infected, we still have to take precautions. If there are any unclean bacteria on the other party's knife, it will also cause infection.
Although Azashili didn't understand what infection meant, he knew that Han Du was concerned about his injury. He nodded excitedly and said, "I'll listen to the Marquis and I'll be there soon."
