The cavalry team of 550 cavalrymen, composed of a mixture of Dayin and Wuhuan, was missing Huan Naxue, a fierce general with a huge sword and superb martial arts skills, who led the charge.
But now these cavalrymen have the advantage of superior equipment and tacit coordination in team combat.
Just as the black flag pointed at the waists of the 800 Tatar cavalrymen, 550 cavalrymen raised their shining and cold swords in their hands.
More than five hundred swords, shining coldly for thousands of miles, were all raised high, like a forest of swords, giving off a strong sense of oppression.
The distance of fifty steps was reached in an instant, and Wu Shangzhi rushed to the front.
Already an excellent rider, he underwent the devilish training arranged by Zhao Muyun at the Yanqingdun Beacon Tower, and then was tempered in the Xichuan Grassland and Shulechuan Grassland. Later, he charged and fought with Huan Naxue's cavalry in the Battle of Yinzhou.
Now that he has become the cavalry commander under Zhao Muyun, he wants to lead by example and take charge.
Accompanied by the charge of the war horses, Wu Shangzhi was the first to rush into the Tartar cavalry group before the Tartars had time to turn their horses' heads to meet the attack head-on.
The sword drew a graceful arc, and with the huge impact of the warhorse, it easily split the neck armor of a bronze-armored Tartar in front of him.
Like tearing a piece of silk, the bronze-armored Tartar's neck armor was instantly split in two, and the horizontal sword had already cut into the Tartar's aorta.
Blood gushed out.
Blood mist spurted out, and everything turned red.
The neck of this bronze-armored Tartar was cut off and his head flew to the side, his eyes still wide open, with an expression of disbelief.
At the same time, the cavalrymen behind Wu Shangzhi also drew their swords and slashed.
Screams and the sound of knives cutting into flesh rang out simultaneously, and blood and broken limbs flew everywhere.
The two sides crossed each other, and nearly three hundred Tatar cavalrymen were chopped off their horses.
During the crossfire, the Tatars also fought back, waving their scimitars.
Unfortunately, their scimitars only sparked the armor of the Dayin cavalry, but were unable to penetrate it.
However, the Tatar cavalry armed with hammers and maces caused irreversible damage to the Dayin cavalry.
Strong armor is not afraid of arrows and swords, but it is afraid of blunt objects.
The blunt weapon penetrated the iron armor and caused huge internal injuries to the cavalry. Several Dayin cavalrymen were hit hard, vomiting blood and falling off their horses on the spot.
However, Wu Shangzhi, with his 550 mixed cavalry, relied on the strength of their armor and the sharpness of their swords to gain an absolute advantage on the battlefield.
"How is this possible! Not only are they excellent horsemen and archers, but in close combat, they can actually crush our Beidi warriors!"
The Tatar cavalry captain took a deep breath and his face turned very ugly.
One hundred were lost in the long-range confrontation, and another three hundred were lost in the first round of close combat. Almost half of the one thousand Tatar cavalrymen he brought out to intercept the Dayin cavalry were lost.
If this continues, all of his thousand men will die here.
"Ask the king for help immediately!"
The captain gritted his teeth and told the guards around him to report to King Zhelan immediately.
The more than 500 cavalrymen killed by Dayin were definitely not good people.
At this time, Wu Shangzhi led 500 cavalrymen to cross with the Tatar cavalry, and the two sides were 300 steps apart!
According to the previous cavalry confrontation method, they must turn their horses around, speed up, and then start the next round of cutting and fighting.
The Tatar captain shouted angrily at his cavalrymen to quickly adjust their positions to fight, and asked them to take out the iron pestles, maces, and even wooden sticks they carried with them as their main weapons.
He keenly noticed the strength of the enemy's armor. Their scimitars were useless. Only these blunt weapons could compete with them.
"Everyone cheer up, this time we must wash away all the humiliation we just suffered with blood!" The Tartar captain shouted at the top of his lungs to boost the morale of his men.
"But Master Qianchang, it seems they are about to withdraw!"
At this time, a guard beside him shouted loudly.
What!
You took off your pants and you show me this?
The Tartar captain looked up and saw that the Dayin cavalry did not turn their horses around to engage in a new round of fighting, but retreated to the west without looking back.
In a flash, he was already a mile away!
What do they mean?
The Tartar captain and his men scratched their heads, somewhat confused.
"Killing our people is like patting your butt and walking away, as if we were a market place!"
The Tartar captain flew into a rage, "Chase! Chase!"
Upon hearing this, more than 600 Tatar cavalrymen let out strange cries and rode their horses to follow.
"Ready your bows and arrows, shoot back!"
Wu Shangzhi seemed to have anticipated that the Tartars would come to chase him, and he gave orders calmly.
More than 500 cavalrymen took out their composite bows and turned their heads to shoot while riding on horseback.
The knights in the front row of the pursuing Tatar cavalry fell off their horses one after another.
The Tartar horses at the back were tripped by the horses at the bottom of the front row, and a large group of them fell down.
The Tartar captain also had his helmet shot off by an arrow.
He was still in shock, gnashing his teeth as he muttered, "They're even more proficient in this tactic than we are, and it's so smooth!"
More than 500 cavalrymen can cause such heavy casualties. If Dayin had such a cavalry of 5,000, could King Zhelan at the southern foot of the Daqing Mountains still be at peace?
Ding ding ding!
When the Tatar captain was shocked by the fighting ability of Dayin's 500 cavalrymen, a sound of horns was heard from the rear.
It turned out that King Zhelan saw that the thousand cavalrymen had suffered a great loss, so he hurriedly withdrew his troops.
The Tatar captain immediately ordered his cavalry to stop the attack, collect the bodies of their comrades who died in the battle, and return the bodies of more than ten Dayin cavalrymen who died in the battle, along with their equipment and weapons, to King Zhelan's camp.
Tong Gu, standing on the top of Weizhou City, looked regretful.
He prepared four thousand archers and was ready to open the city gates at any time to welcome the cavalry into the city.
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