(Let me explain the initial organization of the Later Jin, which was the Manchu Qing dynasty. A Niru consisted of 300 men, and the commander of a Niru was called Niru Ejen. Five Niru formed a Jala, and the leader was called Jala Ejen. Five Jala formed a Gushan, and the leader was called Gushan Ejen. Each Gushan had two Meile Ejen (deputy commanders). A Gushan constituted a Banner (Eight Banners). The supreme commander of the Eight Banners was called "Khan," first Nurhaci, then Huang Taiji. The Gushan Ejen was held by his sons or nephews. Nurhaci and the banner leaders each had an elite guard called "Bayala." The number of Niru in each Banner varied. At that time, in addition to the Manchu army, the Manchus also had vassal armies of other ethnic groups.)
"Giddy up..." On the battlefield, after Wang Han seized a warhorse, he immediately spurred it toward the location of several Manchu generals.
Wang Han's Bloodthirsty Blade was much longer than an ordinary longsword. Coupled with Wang Han's extensive combat experience, even when the Manchu soldiers saw Wang Han charging towards their commander on horseback and tried to stop him, they were almost all hacked to pieces by Wang Han. Their weapons aimed at their horses were easily cut in half. Even his speed didn't hinder Wang Han much, and he couldn't even harm his warhorse. Wang Han was as invincible as Zhao Yun, who charged in and out of Cao Cao's camp seven times. In no time, he charged out of the battlefield and towards the Manchu commander, who was 500 meters away.
"Which warrior is willing to take him down?" On the Manchu command post, a full 500 meters from the battlefield, the Manchu general in charge of this battle, Gushan Ejen Qierhalang, the banner lord of the Bordered Blue Banner, immediately asked the generals behind him as he watched the black-armored warrior charge out of the battlefield and towards them.
“Gushan Ejen, I am willing to go.” A burly, eight-foot-tall Jiala Ejen rode forward on his warhorse and said. Seeing Qierhalang nod slightly, he immediately rode his warhorse towards Wang Han.
As the two riders drew closer, the newly emerged Jiala Ezhen gripped his lance tightly, a victorious smile spreading across his face. In his view, his opponent was indeed strong enough to charge out of the battlefield on horseback, but this was mounted combat, and no one could be stronger than the Manchu cavalry. Moreover, his opponent must have suffered considerable losses after charging out of the battlefield, and his weapon was a long sword, which was not suitable for mounted combat (it was difficult to exert force), rather than a cavalry lance or other weapons. He was absolutely confident in taking down this charging Ming Dynasty black-armored general.
"Die..." Soon, the two riders faced each other. The Jala Ejen raised his spear and thrust it forcefully at Wang Han. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on Wang Han's longsword, his body already prepared to dodge. His superb horsemanship meant that attacking while dodging was a routine maneuver for him.
Facing the spear thrusting at him by the Jala Ejen, Wang Han merely shifted his body slightly, adjusting the angle of the thrust to match his armor. To the Jala Ejen's astonishment, the spear grazed Wang Han's armor and pierced his side. Simultaneously, Wang Han's Bloodthirsty Blade slashed horizontally at the Jala Ejen on his horse.
"Damn it, this armor is so tough." Jiala Ezhen's expression changed. Seeing Wang Han's long sword slashing horizontally, he dodged to the side and hid behind his horse, displaying his superb horsemanship.
"Hmph..." Wang Han snorted lightly, and as the man with the horizontal slashing Bloodthirsty Blade dodged, he simultaneously changed his movement to a downward diagonal slash.
"Pfft..." Blood splattered out like an overturned bucket of water. The Bloodthirsty Blade was incredibly sharp, slicing through the horse without any resistance, cutting off Jiala Ezhen who was hiding on the horse's side as well.
"This..." To the astonishment of several Manchu generals, the charging Jiala Ezhen was cut down along with his horse in a single exchange by Wang Han's uncanny swordsmanship. This was a renowned warrior of their tribe, a veteran of countless battles.
"Bayala, capture that Ming Dynasty black-armored general," Gushan Ejen Qierhalang ordered his personal guards with a grim expression. Seeing him kill a Jiala Ejen with a single stroke, the general couldn't send anyone else to their death, nor could he allow the enemy to charge forward; otherwise, even he himself would be in danger.
"Kill..." With Zirhalang's command, over a hundred elite cavalrymen immediately roared and charged towards Wang Han. During their charge, they unleashed a volley of arrows at Wang Han.
Facing over a hundred arrows raining down, Wang Han swiftly swung his Bloodthirsty Blade in a circular motion, deflecting arrows aimed directly at the horse. Arrows that struck him were rendered useless by his armor, only making a clanging sound. Arrows that struck the horse's back and rump did not kill it; instead, they caused the horse pain and made it run even faster.
Seeing that the arrows had no effect, the hundred or so cavalrymen who had charged forward immediately put down their bows, picked up their lances from their sides, gripped them tightly, and lowered their bodies slightly, pointing the lance tips at Wang Han. (There are many types of lances, not the large wooden sticks of the West.)
"Roar..." Just as the two sides were about to make contact, Wang Han suddenly opened his mouth and roared, the rolling sound waves deafening.
"Heave-ho..." The next moment, the horses of the opposing cavalry suddenly stopped in fright. Many cavalrymen and horses reared up as the horses came to a sudden stop. More than half of the hundred or so cavalrymen fell off their horses, the momentum of the charge was lost, and the formation was in chaos.
Wang Han, who had already charged close, did not slow down at all. He charged straight into the chaotic cavalry, his Bloodthirsty Blade flashing left and right, drawing graceful arcs like flowers, spraying large spurts of blood. In less than ten seconds, he had broken through the chaotic cavalry and rushed towards the Manchu generals on the hillside.
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