If things could happen over again, I believe that Gemul would never want to meet Guan Fu again in his life, and he would not make such a stupid decision.
But now, he has no room for regret...
"puff--"
He didn't have time to scream. Guan Fu was already nearly eight feet tall. Coupled with the seven-foot Mo Dao in his hand, this blow that gathered all his strength could not be blocked by a thin scimitar. Can it be blocked?
With one blow of the knife, Gemuer and his horse were split into four pieces, and his intestines and stomach flowed directly to the floor...
Until his death, he never understood when the Han people became so powerful...
In just one moment of contact, the hundreds of cavalrymen rushing at the front suddenly encountered the same experience.
The scimitars in their hands struck the Han soldiers on their heads and bodies, leaving only a deep white mark on their armor, and that was all.
The Han army's backhand sword was different. No matter where it hit, the result would definitely be severed in two!
In almost an instant, a large number of corpses had already appeared in the Han army's camp!
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Three killing words in a row, and every time he shouted out, he turned forward to see a knife!
Every time a knife is struck, one person will be killed!
After three sword strikes, the Huns' queue completely dispersed!
The remaining Huns cavalry team was completely scattered. It was only the first round between the two sides. Except for a few unlucky ones who had arrows in their eyes at the beginning, the rest of the Han army had not lost a hair on their bodies.
However, the Huns' team was suddenly reduced by a large amount. There were nearly a thousand people. They didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were cut in half by the Han army!
The air after the snow is exceptionally fresh, but the more it feels like this, the stronger the unique smell of human blood becomes...
Countless corpses suddenly appeared on the white snow. The five thousand Mo Dao army were like bloodthirsty beasts, slowly but surely chasing the Huns' team.
They lined up in a neat queue, holding Mo Dao, and quickly killed!
In just one moment of contact, these Huns were killed and their courage was broken!
They could only turn their horses' heads, adjust their direction, and hurriedly ran towards the city gate, not even caring about the camp far away!
Unfortunately, Guan Fu had already calculated their reaction. In the direction they were going, Long Xiao's two thousand cavalry were already waiting on the road.
Before they came into contact with Modao Army, Long Xiao's two thousand cavalry were indeed no match for them, but now they have been captured by Modao Army one by one.
At this time, they are just a group of defeated generals. Even Gemul, a left-handed leader who has just taken office less than three months ago, has already been hacked by Guan Fu with a knife.
The remaining people are leaderless, how can they fight against Long Xiao who is waiting for work.
"Brothers! It's time to make some achievements. Stop these sons of bitches and make sure no one escapes!"
The tragic situation in Fushi City filled everyone's hearts with violent emotions. The blood debt can only be paid with blood!
"kill!"
The two thousand cavalrymen built by Liu Deng with a lot of money finally showed their fangs for the first time!
After quickly using the winding device to string the repeating crossbow, the two thousand cavalrymen held the reins in one hand and the crossbow in the other, and quickly approached the Huns.
Not far away, the city of Fushi was filled with blood and the brutal Huns were raging in the city. They were completely unaware of this small-scale battle.
The distance between the two sides continued to close, and the Mo Dao army behind them was constantly covering up and killing them. The only way for these Huns to survive was to escape into the city.
In order to survive, they worked hard!
The speed of the war horse soared to the limit. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the distance between the two sides was less than 300 steps.
Long Xiao held a crossbow in one hand and a rein in the other, silently calculating the distance in his heart. The Huns were indeed good at riding and shooting, but the two thousand Han cavalry were all wearing full iron armor.
Even the war horses were covered with breastplates and headplates. With the Huns' backward bow-making methods, how could the bows and arrows they made penetrate the iron armor?
Two hundred and fifty steps!
Two hundred steps!
One hundred and fifty steps!
"shoot!"
"Whoosh——"
One hundred and fifty steps, this is the shooting range of the Huns cavalry. Although it was now in chaos, they still instinctively shot their own arrows.
The Han cavalrymen had begun to bend down as much as possible and use their bodies to block the fatal parts of the horses as they had been trained before.
All cavalry are equipped with new plate armor. The strong armor has armed them to the teeth. Even if the Huns' crossbows are shot on them, they will only cause a few white spots without pain and then fall off. On the ground.
One hundred steps!
"shoot!"
"call out--"
Finally, it was time to show off his power. Long Xiaoshuai shot a buzzing arrow first. The sharp sound that broke through the air was like a horn of attack. The Han knights shot the crossbow arrows in their hands one after another.
The repeating crossbows in their hands can be fired eight times in a row. Although the range is only a pitiful eighty steps, the rate of fire is far beyond what the Huns can match.
"call out--"
"call out--"
"call out--"
After the repeating crossbows in the hands of the cavalry were empty, everyone was shocked by their results. Of the nearly 2,000-man team, less than 300 Huns cavalry survived!
Of course there are reasons why they are scared out of their wits, but it is more about the advancement of technology!
Although repeating crossbows are expensive to make and their range is not as far as ordinary bows and arrows, this somewhat useless weapon finally showed its ferocity at this moment.
"Draw the sword!"
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than fifty steps, Long Xiao shouted, then directly hung the crossbow in his hand on the saddle bridge, and pulled out the horizontal knife Liu Deng prepared for them with his backhand.
The next battle was a one-sided massacre, with two thousand cavalry fighting against three hundred frightened Huns remnants. Faced with the huge equipment gap between the two sides, this battle between the cavalry ended with Long Xiao's victory. Finish!
At this point, all three thousand Huns cavalry were strangled. This sudden victory made all the Han cavalry ecstatic.
Although they are not new recruits, this is really the first time they have faced off against the Hun cavalry face to face!
Even Long Xiao couldn't believe his eyes. Under the situation that the strength of both sides was almost the same, except for a few unlucky guys who made mistakes and fell, the Han army could win completely!
Guan Fu let out a long breath, now it's the turn of those bastards in the city!
"General Long, send your people over to burn the camp outside the city for me, and then collect as many fire starters as possible to block other city gates for me! Mo Daojun will follow me to block the east city gate! Come one, Kill one for me!"
Guanfu was covered in blood, and there was still a piece of intestines from some unlucky guy hanging on his helmet. The blood was dripping down his armor, but he didn't even notice it...
The mere 3,000 people here can't quell the murderous intention in his chest. Since they want to massacre the city, let this Fushi City completely become their hell!
