Hearing this, Han Laosan thought about it and thought it made sense.
After all, they also have guns now, and they number two to three hundred people, no worse than Cao Xiazi's group.
If Liu Laizi wanted to eat his opponent, he would definitely suffer heavy losses. No matter how good the operation was, they would still be able to eat the biggest piece of meat.
Soon Han Laosan began to stare at the fighting scene in the distance with burning eyes.
But as time passed, Han Laosan felt bad.
"This...is...isn't something wrong?"
The expected scene of the two soldiers intersecting did not appear.
But a one-sided crushing!
I saw the group of Hai Lengzi, although they were riding on horseback, their formation was extremely neat, and they were shooting in rows.
And the distance was controlled very well. After one batch was beaten, the second batch followed. Hundreds of people rushed over, like wheat being harvested, falling to the ground one after another.
In just five minutes, Liu Laizi's original number of 600 or 700 people shrunk to more than 300 people, reducing the number by more than half.
Only a few dozen victims were left running back, and the 300 cavalrymen who were holding down the formation were left.
The victims retreated, and the No. 300 cavalry holding the formation began to use knives and guns to force them to move forward.
But I have been scared out of my wits for a long time, so how can I be willing to risk my life again?
The situation became awkward for a while.
Liu Laizi did not dare to lead his confidants to continue the charge, but now Han Laosan and Cao Xiazi were waiting and watching.
The atmosphere became eerily quiet.
"Why is Laizi Liu so stunned? Why don't you rush now?"
Han Laosan was a little anxious, but of course he could say that since this kind of thing didn't happen to him.
"Boss, why don't we just lead the brothers and press them up? Cripple Liu is probably scared. If we move, they will probably move too!"
Li Shundang saw the current situation. The three parties continued to stand still, and their morale was probably completely gone.
It's better to go all in at once.
"No! Wait...wait!"
Han Laosan just thought about it for a moment and shook his head.
The only thing he can rely on to survive in Guanzhong is these two or three hundred brothers. If they all die, Han Laosan will be a stinking piece of shit from now on.
It's just that they are hesitant here, Blind Cao is also hesitant, and Cripple Liu is even more hesitant.
On the contrary, Zhao Ming, who was at a relatively commanding height, did not stop at all.
What kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp dare to be so arrogant in front of him?
At first, I thought they were some kind of gangsters, but they were just like a group of refugees.
"rush!"
With just one word, Zhao Ming waved his hand, and the neatly arranged cavalry followed him as he took the lead in driving the horses forward and charged forward neatly.
There are ten riders in a row, a total of one hundred riders.
There are not many people, and more people have to protect the yellow croaker.
But just like a hundred horses, they ran with the momentum of a thousand horses. The neat and orderly sound of horse hooves, trampling on the dry and hard ground, gave a shocking feeling like a dragon turning over.
A single amount of dust was flying, like a long earth-gray dragon charging downwards.
Liu Laizi was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw that the opponent did not hesitate to charge, his heart sank to the bottom.
Time is very tight, he must make a decision as soon as possible, whether to run or fight!
100 meters!
Eighty meters!
Getting closer and closer, the time left for Liu Laizi is getting shorter and shorter.
"Go! Go, go! Go! Go!"
Liu Laizi gritted his teeth and roared, his eyes bloodshot.
Although you can escape a little by running away, the losses will also be very heavy, and you will still leave your back to the enemy. Who and how many will die is uncontrollable.
It's just that he decided too late.
His morale was already unstable, and there was no time for him to adjust now.
As the distance between the two reached fifty meters, bang bang bang!
Intensive gunshots rang out.
It was the cavalry led by Zhao Ming who fired, a volley!
After the salvo, the neat but relatively scattered team quickly became tight and integrated.
Previously it was for the convenience of shooting, so the team was spread out a bit.
After the shot was fired, everyone once again threw the guns neatly and orderly into the leather bag hanging on the horse's belly, and simultaneously drew out their swords.
But the sound of gunfire remained.
But it was the brothers in Liu Laizi's team who were shooting.
It's just that the gunshots were very confusing.
One shot in the east, one shot in the west, the efficiency is extremely limited, and because it has only been a few hours since I got the gun, I have not yet mastered the gun. In such a tense and exciting environment, some people are even so nervous that they don’t know how to shoot. .
And as the distance got closer and closer, many brothers who were distributed guns even held on to them and refused to let go.
I have never held a gun and rarely use one. Because I have been intimidated by firearms for a long time, I subconsciously believe that guns are omnipotent.
Of course, if they were holding automatic submachine guns, it would be extremely intimidating.
But as the cavalry got closer and closer, still holding their guns, they were targets.
Zhao Ming and others were all in order. As the distance reached 20 meters, everyone's chest and abdomen were almost close to the horse's back. They held swords in their hands and began to gather momentum.
"Kill!~"
Zhao Ming gave a low shout and led the first row of cavalry into the enemy group.
The people and horses on both sides are like the slots of two combs interlaced with each other.
Just as the first row of cavalry rushed into Liu Laizi's camp, various wailing sounds began.
The bandits on horseback fell off their horses one after another.
Even if the bandits were lucky enough to be uninjured due to too much confusion, they would be killed by the second and third rows of cavalry that followed.
These one hundred people are all brothers of the former Zhensong Army.
When these people fought with Marshal Liu in the early years, because Liu Marshal liked horse fighting, they learned how to play fast sports battles with good coordination.
Originally, these skills were almost forgotten as they failed again and again and were disrupted and reorganized.
But as I followed Zhao Ming into battle last night, that memory resurfaced.
That is to say, with them, Zhao Ming can achieve this effect.
If they had brought Fengjiazhuang Zhuang with them, they might still be able to win this charge, but it would definitely be a miserable victory.
It was the same last night. If the Zhensong Army hadn't been on the frontal battlefield last night, but only the villagers of Fengjiazhuang, the casualties would have been even more severe.
There is no way, the training time for Fengjiazhuang villagers is too short, and many of them have not even seriously learned equestrian skills.
His courage has been sharpened after two battlefield charges, but his horsemanship, sword skills, and immediate charge, let alone these, must continue to be practiced.
It is not that simple to cultivate a true cavalry.
If it were placed in ancient times, even the current Song Suppression Army would still be substandard.
If the horses are not up to standard, the quality of the warriors is still not up to standard.
In ancient wars, infantry was the main force, but cavalry fought against elites!
In modern warfare, infantry is the main force, but aircraft and tanks fight elites!
Kill kill kill!
As the cavalry completely clashed together, Zhao Ming and all the soldiers who suppressed Song did not utter a word or a sound.
Some just silently waved their swords, waved their swords again and again.
The bandits with guns wanted to shoot, but they all rushed forward and it was too late to shoot, so they were killed with a single blow.
