Chapter 682

Yela, who did not kneel down on his horse and was not used to respecting the army, bent his right hand on his chest and made a etiquette similar to that of the Mongols.

"Yela, your regiment has only 3000 people. This time your opponent has 5000 riders. Do you have the confidence to fight and win?" Yang Chendong stared at Yela with bright eyes.

"Please don't worry, sixth young master. My Nvzhen cavalry will fight until the last minute and do their best." Yela looked firm without saying anything big. Just look at our actual actions.

"OK, then I'm waiting for your excellent performance." Yang Chendong said in a heroic voice. In his eyes, he didn't show any worry or say anything to improve morale. It feels like the Nvzhen cavalry regiment is his lineage and doesn't need any doubt.

Yela originally thought that Yang Chendong would say some tish words, at least give herself some guarantees. But he didn't say anything, which made him feel more trusted. Yes, that is to be trusted, because when facing the real lineage, they don't need any commitment at all, and they will do their best.

Seeing that Yang Chendong had nothing to tell him, Yela turned and got on her horse and returned to the team. She looked at Liu Dai, the deputy head of his team, and the 3000 cavalry "Brothers, it's time for us to behave. The sixth young master is watching us behind us, and the parents, wives and children in our hometown are waiting for the good news of our meritorious service. At present, we just need to do our best to eliminate the cavalry opposite, so that they can live a better life. Do we have confidence?"

"Meritorious service to kill the enemy, meritorious service to kill the enemy!" the three thousand Nvzhen cavalry below shouted loudly, looking excited and excited.

"Well, the cavalry are assigned according to the plan, with companies and platoons as units, launched on the spot according to different terrain, and prepared with our Nvzhen's unique fighting method and three-three system attack formation." Yela, who had yelled, announced the battle order coolly. Yela is still very confident in these powerful Nvzhen cavalry under her. As long as they play normally, not to mention 5000 cavalry, what's the fear of adding some more?

The three thousand Nvzhen cavalry who had just gathered scattered and looked for the right battle terrain. On the low stone pile, Toya said with worry, "young master Yang, your cavalry is only three thousand, and the other party has five thousand. Can you win?"

"Sure." Yang Chendong's firm voice was spit out from his mouth, and his eyes stood calmly, standing here like a God from heaven, like a towering mountain.

The Nvzhen cavalry are making various preparations before the war. In the distance, halarochu and lumuk with 5000 cavalry are approaching step by step.

According to the Scouts of his cavalry, Hara Ruo knew that his opponent was not weak this time, and there were 3000 cavalry. Of course, although he was not weak, he still wouldn't put it in his eyes. He took what he thought was the most powerful Warsaw cavalry. He thought that killing the Ming army was like killing chicken and cutting vegetables. More than once, he won't let alone now If the military superiority is on his own side, he is even less likely to fail.

"Lumuk, you have a chance to show yourself. I like these war horses and slaves. Do you understand?" said halaro with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

"Don't worry, childe." lumuk patted his chest and promised. He thought the same as Hala. His limited eyes made him believe that the Wara cavalry was the strongest in the world. As for the previous defeat to more than 100 black cavalry, it was just because the other party's equipment was too good, which was a special case.

"Cavalry, attack with me!" he took out his saber, leaned forward and waved it forward. Under lumuk's roar, the five thousand cavalry behind him moved like dumplings, and one cavalry rushed out of the team.

Thousands of horses gallop and shout. In dry weather, bursts of smoke and dust rise. From a distance, it looks like a huge dust storm, trying to devour everything.

In terms of momentum alone, the vara cavalry performed very well. However, due to the terrain, the war horses could not run on angular stones. They had to divert a seemingly huge flood in the middle and rush to kill each small battlefield scheduled by the Nvzhen cavalry.

If it is in a wide area, the cavalry fight against each other is a momentum, in which the morale of the army, the number of soldiers and whether they are brave or not will play a decisive role. Once the formation of one side is disrupted and broken, it often means that the balance of the war begins to tilt, and it often means that the war will have a result.

Yang Chendong took advantage of this terrain in advance and forced down the advantage of the number of Warsaw cavalry. What competes in this way is the morale, courage and skills of both sides. Yang Chendong has great confidence in these. He spent a lot of effort to subdue the female real cavalry. He firmly believes that they will hand in a perfect answer this time.

No one knows better than him how the future Nvzhen cavalry became JianNu dogs and how they replaced Daming to establish a new dynasty. In addition, these Nvzhen cavalry are equipped with the sharpest sabers, they are unlikely to lose, and there is no reason to lose.

The smoke and dust covered the sky, which greatly affected the effect of watching the war, so that when the two sides fought together, neither Yang Chendong nor hararuo could see the situation on the battlefield. But they were not in a hurry. They seemed to be full of confidence in their cavalry. They even believed that when the war ended, they would win.

Compared with their composure, Toya kept looking at the northeast as if she had lost her soul. If her father Khan sent troops to help, she would only appear there. But when will they arrive?

In the battlefield, smoke and dust filled the sky, but also affected the knights on both sides in the array. Fortunately, we are not fighting on the battlefield for the first time. As veterans, they know that being restless and angry can not solve any problems. Only by believing in the saber in their hands and the horses under their feet, can they win the final victory.

A Warsaw cavalry lost contact with the robes under the obstruction of this line of sight, but he didn't panic. Instead, he held a saber and seriously felt what was happening around him. While continuing to find his companions, he also prevented the sudden emergence of enemies.

Suddenly, there was movement on the right side of the body. Out of a kind of instinct, the Warsaw cavalry held up the saber in his hand. When he saw the other party's body shape, he was not a companion in the same clothes, the saber fell down quickly, and the powerful force hit the saber that stretched out to the other side.

When!

Under a light, crisp and powerful impact, the body shapes of both sides were almost stagnant at the same time, followed by one touch. Under the knife, both sides were prepared, and no one took advantage of it.

The two men were staggered in shape. They turned back and cut out with a knife. It was almost the same tactics and the same knife posture, which made the two sabers hit together again. Then... Then one of the sabers suddenly broke from the middle.

The broken nature belongs to the saber in the hand of the Wara cavalry. If it wasn't for Juli's impact, maybe his saber could hold on for a while, but when both sides used their full strength and just collided twice, the advantage of weapons was highlighted.

The saber broke from the middle, and the cold sweat of the Warsaw cavalry came out of his body in an instant. Although it was June, the weather was already very hot, but somehow he was sweating all over. He couldn't figure out why. But the saber in his hand broke from the middle, and then he ran away. Otherwise, everyone also wielded a knife. If your knife can't reach others, they can cut themselves. How can we fight this battle?

Fortunately, when it was the second knife, the two sides had their backs facing each other. At this time, it was naturally the best time to escape. The vara cavalry caught his legs and urged the horse to rush forward. He didn't dare to turn back and fight the Nvzhen cavalry head-on.

The Walla cavalry who rushed out was still lamenting their good luck. When they were not killed by the other party because of the disadvantage of saber, suddenly another horse rushed out of the smoke opposite, and another Nvzhen cavalry appeared.

Out of instinct and habit, the Warsaw cavalry cut forward with a knife, but he did forget that the saber in his hand had already broken into two parts. In the past, not only did he not cut his opponent, but the other party's knife cut his chest.

Blood flew out and a stream of heat splashed on his face. While the vara cavalry felt these changes, their strength was quickly drained at this moment. He wanted to say something. For example, if it weren't for the broken saber, he wouldn't die. But now, his chest was split, and he could see his white bones and five internal organs. No matter how he opened his mouth, he was making no sound.

Plop. Without strength, the vara cavalry finally fell from his horse and stared at the sky with his eyes closed. This moment may be a relief for him.

This is just one place in the battlefield. In fact, the same scene happened all the time. After fighting for a while, I don't know how many Warsaw cavalry died because of the broken saber. They may have good skills, or they may be good at Kung Fu right away. But how can we defeat the equally powerful Nvzhen cavalry with almost bare hands?

A vara cavalry was cut to death and fell from his horse, causing dust to fly one after another. Outside the battlefield, hararuo did not know that the balance of war victory had tilted to the other side, and he was still dreaming of victory.