I’m The King Chapter 605: : melting snow

In essence, there is no big difference between Donghu cavalry and Xiongnu cavalry. The reason why Donghu was suppressed to death was not that Donghu cavalry was much stronger than Xiongnu cavalry, but because Donghu had an outstanding ruler, Miranda, but the Huns royal court was unable to rule those powerful tribes, so Every time there is a conflict between the two tribes, the Donghu people can always gather their strength on one fist, while the Huns are scattered and fight on their own, so the result is naturally self-evident.

But even so, the Donghu people were still unable to get their hands on the Hetao Plain before the Huns were defeated by the Qin people. From another perspective, it also shows the strength of the Qin people. After defeating the main force of the Huns, the Qin people were able to drive the Huns to flee in embarrassment with only 20,000 cavalry. In the end, they did not keep it. It was not just the prestige of the infantry. Individual strength is far inferior to that of the Xiongnu and Donghu, but the collective strength is particularly superior. In fact, this is similar to the cavalry that He Lanyan and Zaizheng are training.

As for Gao Yuan's personal guard battalion, it is said that they have the same background as these Donghu cavalry. A screw on the machine, any one of these powerful individuals poking their heads out will destroy the whole, so the attack of the Guards Battalion, just like the attack of the Donghu cavalry opposite them, is mainly based on individuals.

The only difference is that the personal guard battalion is a group of three, with one main attacker and two assistants.

A total of more than 4,000 cavalry on both sides were completely stretched out. Bombarding the opponent overwhelmingly, Yang Dasha was naturally not really stupid, it was just when he was fighting. Never retreat, never detour. Focusing on moving forward, even if he was facing a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, he would plunge headlong into it without hesitation, but he was lucky to vent his anger, with dozens of wounds on his back, but he was able to survive every time. That's how he got his silly name, until now. The real name is probably only recorded in the officer roster of the Zhengdong Mansion, other people, even his superiors, also call him Yang Dasha.

But how can such a person who has survived countless times in the forest of swords and swords be a fool?

Amidst the roar, Yang Dasha held the Mo Dao with one hand, and he was able to lift the Mo Dao weighing tens of catties with one hand. His terrifying strength can be seen from this, but he took out the riding crossbow with his left hand . With a wave of their hands, the three Donghu cavalrymen in front fell off their horses headfirst, and hung back their crossbows with their backhands. An Donghu cavalry soldier on the opposite side was already rushing towards him, slashing at his head with a sharp scimitar, but Yang Dasha fell on the horse's back at this moment, the scimitar passed by, but it cut an empty space, Yang Dasha has already dived headlong into the Donghu cavalry group. Mei Hua, who was closely behind him, let out a wild roar, and the Mo Dao in his hand slashed obliquely, splitting the Eastern Hu cavalry in half obliquely along the neck, and blood spattered. A fishy smell came to his nostrils, and Mei Hua only felt a heat on his face. Unable to open his eyes for a moment, he stretched out his hand to wipe it. His eyes were blood red.

"Be careful!" Wu Ya yelled from beside her, and a flash of light flashed by in her eyes, Mei Hua turned pale with fright, and there was a loud sound in her ear, but it was Wu Ya who was riding a horse beside her. On the ground, the Mo knife in his hand stuck out, blocking the fatal knife for him.

Mei Hua finally wiped away the blood from her eyes, raised her hand and took out her riding crossbow, and shot in the direction of Wu Ya, Wu Ya shrank her neck in fright, "Are you out of your mind?"

Before he finished his sentence, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from behind him, and he immediately realized that when he had just rescued Mei Hua, Dong Hu soldiers behind him also raised their knives at him.

"Thank you!"

"Each each other!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. Although it was the first time to go to the battlefield and kill people for the first time, the two of them didn't feel the discomfort of killing people for the first time in the legend. After being beaten, I smelled too much blood, and my heart was too suffocated. Today I finally found a way to let go.

"Hurry up and chase the company commander!" The two looked into the distance, Yang Dasha, who was originally in a group with them, now only left them a back view, both of them were shocked.

"Grandma, you agreed to take care of us, and you went to the front alone!" Mei Hua couldn't help yelling, leaping forward with her sword drawn, Wu Ya hurriedly followed.

At this time, Gao Yuan had already forgotten the golden words of a gentleman not to stand under a dangerous wall. Guo Laolan held up his high-character banner in one hand and a long and narrow scimitar in the other, and followed him closely. On the other side, Shangguan Hongshi was not the Modao that is standard in the guard camp, but the Modao. A cooked copper stick, others chop, cut, and knot, he only has two moves to and fro, smashing and sweeping!

Guo Laolan usually looks thin and small, and he is not lazy, but now he is like a dragon. He often uses the tall flag in his hand as a weapon. For the sake of looking good, as long as you see the flag rolled up and put down, some fresh blood will inevitably be added to the spearhead. Guo Laolan is a master of martial arts from the rivers and lakes. He is extremely skilled in killing skills. He can kill a person by cutting three inches. It is not an exaggeration to describe him with a thick back and a strong waist. This is a guy who has come from the battlefield with one stick to smash his future. The people who died under his hands are extremely miserable. There is no one adult form.

The two of them, together with Gao Yuan, are really a massacre team. Although they provoked more enemies because of this big flag, the three of them didn't take it seriously, instead they were even more elated and killed extremely happily. Donghu people can't get close at all.

If someone can fly into the air at this time, they can clearly see that a cloud of red blood is like boiling water poured into the Yizheng snowfield, and the Donghu people are melting at a speed visible to the naked eye middle.

At this time, Yu Wenming's eyes were fixed on Gao Yuan who was surrounded by Donghu cavalry, because the banner that was waving became Yu Wenming's target from the very beginning, killing Gao Yuan, it was amazing One thing, at this moment, Yu Wenming's mind was filled with this idea. He brought his most elite soldiers and rushed straight to Gao Yuan, without even taking a look at the whole battlefield.

There is no need to look at it, because Yuwen Wenming invested all his troops as soon as he opened the attack, and scattered all the cavalry at once. The consequences of such a fight would be to either destroy others or himself.

A mature general will never throw all the cards in his hand. The problem is that Yu Wenming is still very immature. Seeing Gao Yuan's banner is enough to make him so excited that he cannot control himself. There is only one personal guard battalion in total, and the cavalry in the early thousand has no capital to stay in the reserve team.

Gao Yuan believes in the strength of his personal guard battalion, but Yu Wenming thinks that he has 3,000 powerful cavalry, so why can't there be a group of Yan State cavalry? For a long time, the only immediate opponents recognized by the Donghu people were the Xiongnu family. Now that the Xiongnu had been wiped out in sevens and eighties, how could he care about a group of Yan cavalry?

However, 60% of the cavalry of Gao Yuan's personal guard battalion came from the Huns, they were Huns. These carefully selected people are all brave in the army. They are equipped with exquisite steel armor, extremely sharp Mo Dao, and riding crossbows on their waists. Their combat effectiveness is much stronger than when they fought for the Huns.

Yu Wenming wanted to rush to Gao Yuan's side and use the scimitar in his hand to kill him with his own hands, but the first thing he encountered was Shangguan Hong who was wielding a big stick.

Sharp wind sounded head-on, Yu Wenming raised his saber, and the scimitar lightly stuck to the top of the stick. He stirred vigorously, trying to push the stick aside, but his opponent let out a hey, and his arms shook suddenly. Yu Wenming felt his whole arm go numb in an instant. I was startled in my heart, invincible, seeing the opponent's copper stick sweeping towards me again, shrinking my neck, and galloping past, there was a sound of porphyry from behind, like a pistil being smashed to pieces by a stick, but it was a The personal guard didn't know how to live or die, so he held out his knife to resist, and his head would be broken immediately.

Just after rushing past Shangguan Hong, a large flag was rolled in front of him. , a ray of cold light stabbed out extremely sinisterly, Yu Wenming yelled and turned sideways, and with a ding, the animal head shoulder pads on his shoulders disappeared. Naturally, it was Guo Laolan who took the shot, seeing that Yu Wenming had avoided this inevitable blow, he couldn't help secretly screaming that it was a pity. The two sides were galloping like flying horses, and at the moment of this fight, they were already crossing hands. The flag in Guo Laolan's hand was no longer in shape, so he simply inserted the saber into the scabbard beside the saddle, waved the flagpole with both hands, and swept forward. Yu Wenming's soldiers were beaten like fallen leaves caught in the autumn wind, and they fell off their horses one after another.

Yu Wenming did not meet Gao Yuan after all~IndoMTL.com~ It was just a fight with the two guards around him one after the other, and the two lives were almost confessed. Gao Yuan felt inexplicably terrified at the **** storm.

At this moment, he became slightly sober, and finally remembered his responsibility as the general. He glanced at the battlefield, and it was nothing if he didn't look at it. The whole body is like a cellar of ice. Previously, it was the Donghu cavalry who surrounded the red Zhengdong army on all sides, but at this moment, the Donghu cavalry in gray costumes were cut into pieces by the red, and they were struggling to support. Like harvesting crops, when one piece is destroyed, it turns to another.

"Retreat, retreat!" Yu Wenming galloped his horse and fled, yelling frantically while fleeing.

With some regret, Gao Yuan beheaded the last Donghu cavalry soldier who ran up to him, whether he was dead or alive, or who was in a daze. At this time, his subordinates have completely controlled the battlefield and are in the final harvest. As the governor, he is always embarrassed to steal the military exploits of his subordinates. This battle was not as intense as the battle between him and the Tieling Division commanded by Alundai back then.

He shook his head and rode his horse towards the place where the mountains roared and the tsunami roared. (to be continued)