People fell in droves.
The people behind them continued to rush forward regardless of everything.
Vankarov's infantry lines were quickly overrun.
"All cavalrymen, charge out immediately and kill them all!"
"These sons of bitches are absolutely despicable. I have never seen anything so vile."
With a command given.
The cavalry's bugle call sounded.
Tens of thousands of cavalry charged forward at high speed.
Most of the soldiers under Vankarov were also serfs.
The only difference is that these serfs had a slightly longer training period.
But Vankarov was a miser.
This guy made all the serfs fight for him for free.
Jiang Tian, however, is completely different.
Jiang Tian was willing to spend money, land, and women.
These alone were enough to make all the serfs risk their lives.
He watched as cavalry charged from both sides.
After a brief period of tension and fear, the farmers and herders quickly cheered up.
"The master said that if you kill one of the other party, you will get 500 silver dollars."
"I wonder how much they'll pay for killing one of their cavalrymen."
"Needless to say? It'll cost at least 2,000 yuan."
As they talked, they charged toward the cavalry.
Killing a cavalryman would be a great thing if you could get 2,000 silver dollars.
Soon, the cavalry charge reached the front.
A series of deafening gunshots and cannon shots rang out.
These cavalrymen never expected that these infantrymen, composed of serf soldiers, would keep firing at them.
A cacophony of gunfire erupted.
The cavalry only opened fire when they were close enough to reach them.
These serf soldiers were almost infallible.
These cavalrymen were very fast, but they caught the bullets with their chests.
The deafening sound of gunfire erupted, startling even the cavalrymen's horses.
Cavalrymen kept falling off their horses.
Some cavalrymen charged into the crowd, slashing repeatedly with their sabers.
However, as they continued hacking away, they were surrounded.
These serfs rushed forward, some repeatedly stabbing the horses and cavalry with their bayonets.
Some officers simply dragged the cavalrymen off the cavalry and shot them in the head.
The cavalry at the forefront were quickly wiped out.
They all died on the spot.
The cavalry behind them surged forward like a flood.
“Chop at their hooves, their warhorses fear our bayonets.”
"Brothers, do not back down, do not be afraid."
"Their warhorses are nothing special."
These serf soldiers rallied their own spirits.
Dozens of serf soldiers lined up in a row.
The gleaming bayonets in their hands reflected the sunlight.
The charging warhorses weren't fools; the moment they saw the gleaming bayonets, they reared up in fear.
The charging speed of the warhorses behind them quickly slowed down.
The serf army, like a surging tide, quickly surrounded the warhorses.
They recklessly stabbed the warhorses with their machetes and bayonets.
Accompanied by bursts of desperate screams.
These snow-white warhorses were riddled with countless bloody holes.
These warhorses couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
They could only scream and fall to the ground.
Soldiers in front kept falling.
The soldiers behind surged forward like a tide.
Jiang Tian nodded in satisfaction after seeing it.
His million-strong army of serfs has gone mad with killing.
It was obvious that Bezukhov's two sons were completely out of control.
Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba were overjoyed when they saw it.
"My lord, shall we charge forward?"
"I think the other side is about to give up; they are no match for us at all."
Jiang Tian cleared his throat.
"I've told you so many times, the moment you step onto the field, the balance of the battlefield will tip to one side."
"Let them fight it out. Wait until they are almost all dead before you go in."
"Remember this, this time I'm going to kill everyone on both sides, understand?"
After hearing this, everyone nodded.
"Stay here and rest up. If you're bored, come and give me a shoulder massage."
Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba shrugged after hearing this.
"My lord, I'm afraid we're using too much force."
"I'm afraid you'll get angry if I don't do it well."
Jiang Tian found a place to sit down, holding a bunch of grapes in one hand and a cup of milk tea in the other, and drank it with a smile.
"You two go and tell our serf soldiers that victory will soon be ours, and tell them to fight hard."
Tell them that the reward for capturing the enemy's superior officer will be doubled.
Upon hearing this, Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba spurred their horses and galloped down the mountain.
The enemy's tens of thousands of cavalry were wiped out in less than an hour.
However, the serf army also paid the price of nearly 200,000 casualties.
These serf soldiers grew stronger with each battle.
On the battlefield, morale determines everything.
As long as one side has high morale, it doesn't matter if their weapons and equipment are a little inferior.
Throughout the history of warfare, numerous examples have illustrated this point.
These serf soldiers cut down the last warhorse, and Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba charged in front of them.
Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba cupped their hands together like megaphones and roared.
"Brothers, Lord Jiang saw everything clearly and plainly during your battles."
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