Zhang Hong hurriedly gathered the four or five hundred men under his command, stopped fighting with Zhao Muyun and the others, and headed towards the village gate.
"Pillars, scatter and fire freely on both flanks of the enemy!"
"After shooting five rounds of arrows, return to the village before the rebels."
After Zhao Muyun emphasized it again, Seventeen Qichi rode his horse and whipped it, shooting arrows accurately at the edge of the rebel army.
Now, the rebels had to concentrate, and it was effortless to kill more than 20 of them.
Seeing the minions he had worked so hard to recruit being tormented by Zhao Muyun's seventeen riders, with more than a hundred of them dead, Zhang Hong's face turned black with ink.
"Damn it! Charge into the village and don't let anyone go." Zhang Hong gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fire.
Today, the men under his command witnessed the power of the cavalry, and their steps became faster.
The village entrance is also within easy reach.
They believed that as long as they rushed in and into the crowds in the villages and towns, they would be able to get back the humiliation and losses they had just suffered!
However, how can two legs outrun four legs?
Just when the rebels were about to charge at the entrance of the village, Zhao Muyun and his men had already taken the lead and rode in. They jumped off their horses and stood like a mountain at the main road in front of the village, blocking the rebels' main road into the village.
"Captain Chen, quickly bring some fodder and water for our horses!"
While Zhao Muyun asked Wang Tiezhu and others to line up for defense, he also assigned tasks to Village Chief Chen.
The warhorse under his crotch had been tossing and turning, and was slightly sweaty and looked a little tired.
Although they all ride two horses and can take turns for reconnaissance and combat, these horses cannot be treated unfairly.
At this time, Village Chief Chen was already stunned by the actions of Zhao Muyun and others who went out to kill the enemy.
In less than an incense stick of time, the seventeen riders not only shot and killed nearly a hundred rebels, but also escaped unscathed.
With such riding and archery skills and tactics, it seems that except for the Tatar cavalry in the north, Dayin does not have such powerful cavalry.
Seeing how powerful Zhao Muyun and others were, Village Chief Chen was finally enlightened.
It seems that his village should be spared this time.
"My name is Chen He, and I am the head of Chenjia Village. I will now deliver the best food to your horses!" Head Chen's heart suddenly became filled with worry, and he hurried over to bow to Zhao Muyun and show his courtesy.
"Okay, go ahead!"
Zhao Muyun didn't even turn his head, his eyes looking in the direction where the rebels were coming.
While they were dismounting and lining up to talk, the rebels had already advanced to within fifty steps.
"Shoot all the remaining arrows and immediately switch to close combat."
Zhao Muyun gave the order in a deep voice, then drew his bow and arrow and shot freely.
Wang Tiezhu and others followed suit, standing in a row and shooting with compound bows.
After wave after wave of arrows, another twenty or thirty rebels in the front row fell.
After shooting all the arrows, Zhao Muyun immediately pulled out the triangular dagger from his boots and held it in his hand.
Before Lu Zhizi forged the horizontal sword, Zhao Muyun was not used to using a long sword, and the three-edged spear was more practical.
After Wang Tiezhu and the other sixteen people had shot their arrows, they also pulled out their triangular spears.
As scouts, they either used bows and arrows for long-range combat or tridents for close combat, but they didn't use long swords.
Everyone was on high alert, waiting for the rebels to approach.
After several rounds of archery on horseback and on foot, each person's thirty arrows were used up, and seventeen people had used up nearly five hundred arrows.
If all the bullets hit the enemy, the rebels would probably be wiped out.
However, being able to cause one-fifth of the casualties is already a remarkable achievement.
If they could kill another fifth of the people in close combat, the rebels would definitely collapse.
The seventeen cavalrymen's attack on the five or six hundred of them was simply a dimensionality reduction attack!
Just like the gap between a dozen Tartars and at least two hundred Dayin soldiers.
Zhao Muyun had Li Runjin as a hostage, but he didn't intend to use him.
The last time he used King Zhelan’s family to threaten King Zhelan to withdraw his troops was because he was not strong enough.
It would be embarrassing to threaten a group of disorganized rebels with hostages.
He also wanted to take this opportunity to see the level of his scout battalion with the strongest individual combat capabilities.
His riding and archery skills have been verified and meet Zhao Muyun's standards. As for his close combat skills, we will soon see.
Zhang Hong's eyes turned bloodshot as he watched more than twenty of his men being injured by the enemy's arrows.
Now seeing that the opponent had no arrows left and was using short weapons to fight, Zhang Hong exploded.
He had been holding back for a long time, and now he was about to release the frustration.
"Damn it! They've injured over a hundred of our brothers. They've finally run out of arrows. Now it's our turn to take charge!"
"Brothers, kill them for me. Let's drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat here tonight, and everyone can sleep with women!"
Hearing Zhang Hong's roar, the rebels, who were almost demoralized, were suddenly encouraged again.
They thanked the one hundred dead brothers for paving the way so that they could soon drink wine and eat meat.
Kill!
The rebels roared and rushed towards Zhao Muyun and others.
In the blink of an eye, the fighting began.
Zhao Muyun was like a nimble cheetah, leading a dozen little cheetahs to shuttle through the crowd of rebels. The triangular spear in his hand flew, accurately stabbing the vital points of each rebel.
Wherever they went, the rebels fell down one after another like haystacks.
Zhang Hong was dumbfounded.
He didn't expect that the other party was good at archery and even better at close combat.
Could it be that I forgot to check the almanac before going out, and I am so unlucky.
"I just don't believe it. They are made of iron. We can't tire them out to death with so many people!"
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