The North China Plain stretches as far as the eye can see, and the area near Zhen Ding (Shijiazhuang) is even more flat, making it perfect for cavalry to cut down enemies.

At this moment, Wang Fangyi led a hundred guards to charge into the front of the thousand infantrymen on the right, about a hundred paces ahead.

This thousand infantrymen formed a military formation combining spearmen, swordsmen and shieldmen, and archers and crossbowmen.

Their commander was originally Gao Ping.

But Gao Ping went up to fight one-on-one and died on the battlefield protecting his brother from a bullet.

This force of one thousand was led by Gao Ping's deputy general.

He saw the signal from the cavalry commander in the center of the army to advance, and the deputy general then positioned the swordsmen and shieldmen in front, the archers and crossbowmen in the middle, and the spearmen at the rear, preparing to encircle the enemy troops.

To everyone's surprise, the enemy cavalry made the first move. At first glance, they looked imposing, but upon closer inspection, there were only a hundred cavalrymen.

"Isn't this an insult to us?"

"Exactly, this is clearly suicide mission!"

The lieutenant immediately began to look down on him.

A mere hundred cavalrymen dared to attempt to break through his formation of a thousand men.

"Archers, prepare yourselves. Give me three rounds to kill them all on the battlefield."

Three hundred archers, three volleys of nine hundred arrows, and one hundred cavalrymen will surely be turned into hedgehogs!

The lieutenant was smug, estimating the range.

The archers had already spread out, nocked their arrows, and pointed them diagonally upwards, waiting for the order.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Before the deputy general could even give the order to fire, a volley of arrows came hurtling over.

The swordsmen and shieldmen in the front row never expected that the enemy could shoot arrows so easily from horseback; they were completely unprepared.

In an instant, twenty or thirty swordsmen and shieldmen fell.

"Damn it, when did the Black Mountain Army's cavalry develop the skill of mounted archery?"

The lieutenant was shocked and hurriedly ordered the archers to fire arrows in retaliation.

Arrows flew back and forth, and Wang Fangyi's guards drew ever closer to the thousand infantrymen.

On the other side, Zhang Yan and Zhang Baiqi, leading their fully-equipped cavalry, also launched a charge from a hundred paces away.

Lacking the skills of mounted archery, they could only trade speed and their lives for distance.

Once you break into the enemy infantry formation, you can dominate the battlefield.

They employed wolf pack tactics, spreading their cavalry out as much as possible.

As soon as the eight hundred people dispersed, they spread out like a huge dark cloud covering the sky.

The commander of this thousand infantrymen, Gao Huai, was killed in a one-on-one duel, and his deputy took his place.

Faced with so many cavalry, their only option was to bombard them with arrows to inflict as many casualties as possible, and then use a combination of spears, swords, and shields to withstand the charge of the enemy's warhorses.

Because the two sides had roughly equal numbers, the deputy general on this side immediately felt immense pressure.

He only hoped to withstand the first wave of impact!

Kill! Charge!

Zhang Yan and Zhang Bai rode at the very front of the group.

He had no choice but to fight!