Iron hooves pounded the muddy ground, splashing mud and water. The cavalrymen on horseback took their cold muskets from behind them and held them in their hands. Before taking the guns, they had already slowed down because the Gothic army ahead had begun to flee. They hadn't even organized a force to launch an attack; they just started running wildly when they saw their own troops approaching.
Even in their escape, these routed soldiers fled in a chaotic manner. They did not all run forward, but scattered in all directions. Although the cavalry had expected this, the enemy's cowardice still took them somewhat by surprise.
"Run! Run!"
Panic shouts rang out as the Golgar soldiers fled in disarray, showing no awareness of the need for combat.
Commander Tacino was one of them. Upon hearing the warning and seeing the Yan cavalry rushing towards him on the road behind him, he did not hesitate for a second. He immediately turned around, ran to his warhorse, hurriedly untied the rope, mounted, and rode away.
Before the gunshots even rang out, Tacino was already in a state of panic. At the most unlikely time and in the most unlikely place, the Yan people had already attacked. They were cavalry, with a huge advantage in mobility, while his side was mostly infantry. If he were to engage them and get bogged down, Tacino believed he would definitely die tonight.
"Bang bang bang!"
Gunfire gradually began to ring out. The Yan Army light cavalry, having closed the distance, launched their attack. Facing these fleeing soldiers, they only needed to fire bullets.
However, the fleeing soldiers are now scattering in all directions. Once they stray from the main road and disappear into the wilderness and dense forests, they will be difficult to kill. In the current environment, it is also impossible to encircle them. Therefore, they have focused their main attack on the main road, where the most people are fleeing.
"Kill them!!" With shouts, the cavalrymen opened fire on the infantry, and in an instant, hundreds of Golgar soldiers fleeing on the main road were shot down.
The cavalry dispersed at this point, with the cavalry on the left and right flanks forming two columns to pursue along the edge of the main road, while the cavalry in the center fired straight ahead. As for the Golgar infantry who fled the main road, the cavalry did not pursue them. These men had fled in a sorry state, and many of them had not even taken their weapons, so they could be considered to have lost their fighting ability.
Even if they were to flee, the cold night would be enough to keep them warm.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Gunfire erupted like firecrackers, the cavalrymen striving to fire each bullet with precision. The Golgar soldiers raced across the snow-covered road, but the treacherous surface became a huge obstacle. The slippery road caused them to fall repeatedly, and before they could even get up, those behind them were already trampling on them.
In the struggle, many people even tumbled and crawled to escape, but the whistling bullets were still passing by them. Under the intense fear, more and more soldiers realized that running along the main road would only make them targets for the enemy. Therefore, they began to flee the road in large numbers and head towards the wilderness.
Upon seeing this scene, the light cavalrymen no longer cared about aiming and firing. They fired wildly at the crowd, while the cavalrymen along the edge of the main road ignored those who were fleeing the main road. They galloped away, chasing after them along the main road.
The reason for this action was that, in addition to these Golgar infantrymen, there was an enemy cavalry force at the very front of the main road, which was their primary target.
In the midst of the Gothic cavalry, Tachino didn't even dare to look back. He hunched over, clinging tightly to his horse's back, fearing a stray bullet might slip through the ranks and strike him. Yet, despite his desperate state, he didn't shut his mouth; instead, he roared with all his might:
"Stop them!! Shoot them!!!"
"Fight back! Fight back!"
The soldiers heard it, of course, but even their commander was fleeing, so what reason did they have not to run away? The rout continued, and they did not retaliate despite Tacino's orders. However, Lieutenant Barney, who was fleeing with Tacino, gleaned some information in the chaos.
"Sir! There aren't many enemy soldiers!" Barney shouted at Tachino's back after shifting his gaze from behind to the front.
"What?! Very few troops?!" Tachino remained lying on his horse, not even raising his head.
"Yes! It seems they don't have many troops. Although they are all cavalry, their numbers are far fewer than ours!" Barney said urgently.
The pursuit had been going on for some time, which allowed Barney to see that the pursuing Yan army was not actually that many. Although he could not know the exact number, it was obviously only a few thousand. However, the moment the Yan army appeared in their sight, the soldiers at the rear of the camp panicked. The fear of the attack on the military factory dominated their bodies, making them lose their rationality and become like mice seeing a cat, fleeing madly without any reason.
After Barney said that, Tachino finally turned his head to look back with trepidation, but his gaze was fixed only on the corpses on the road.
The wide road was now littered with corpses, and fleeing soldiers continued to fall. Most importantly, their numbers had dwindled significantly, while the enemy relentlessly pursued them along both sides of the road. With the infantry numbers dwindling, the enemy would catch up quickly, and Tachino panicked.
Even though the enemy forces are few, they have now lost the ability to fight against them.
"Sir! The Yan people are only chasing along this road; they don't seem to be pursuing those who escaped the main road!" Barney shouted in a panic. He desperately wanted to leave this road, but dared not try.
There is not much difference between fleeing to the wilderness and fleeing along the main road. There are no roads in the wilderness, so you can only run on foot. And now it is night, and with the ground covered in snow, the warhorse is very likely to break its leg by stepping into the snow.
Although enemy soldiers were pursuing them on the main road, at least they could run away on their warhorses. Losing their warhorses would greatly reduce their chances of survival, and continuing to flee along the road might allow them to receive support from the troops ahead.
Tachino shared the same idea. He spurred his horse hard with the spurs on his heels, and the aching horse neighed and ran faster and faster. As for the infantry behind him, he only hoped that they could slow down the Yan people.
In the midst of the relentless pursuit, time quickly passed to 10 p.m. At this point, both the fleeing Golts and the Yan Army, who were firing as they chased, slowed down.
The cold weather affected everyone, even the warhorses.
However, at this moment, the sound of battle horns suddenly rang out. The sound came from the road ahead, and the Yan army cavalry, who were about to pursue Tachino and his party, immediately became alert upon hearing the horns.
A moment later.
"withdraw!"
The cavalrymen stared coldly at the small group of Golts still fleeing ahead, then suddenly grabbed the reins and pulled their horses away.
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