Chapter 605: Snow Melting

In essence, there is no big difference between Donghu cavalry and Xiongnu cavalry. Both rely on the exquisite riding skills and skilled horse fighting skills that the cavalry have practiced since childhood to defeat the enemy. In recent decades, the reason why the Xiongnu has been suppressed by Donghu is not that Donghu cavalry is much stronger than Xiongnu cavalry, but because Donghu has an outstanding ruler, Miranda, while the Xiongnu royal court is unable to control those powerful tribes. Therefore, the two tribes often have conflicts. Donghu people can always gather their strength in one fist, while Xiongnu people are scattered and fight each other. The result is naturally self-evident.

But even so, Donghu people still cannot get involved in the Hetao Plain before Xiongnu is destroyed by Qin people. This also shows the strength of Qin people from another level. After defeating the main force of the Xiongnu, the Qin people were able to chase the Xiongnu royal court away in a panic with only 20,000 cavalrymen, and ultimately failed to save it. It was not just the power of the infantry. Their armored cavalry had unified commands and advanced and retreated in moderation. Although their individual strength was far inferior to that of the Xiongnu and Donghu, their combined strength was even better. In fact, this was similar to the cavalry that Helan Yan and Zai Zheng were training.

And Gao Yuan's personal guard camp, in fact, had the same foundation as these Donghu cavalrymen. It was precisely because the individuals were too powerful that they could not train every mediocre cavalryman like a screw on a machine like Helan Yan. Any of these powerful individuals who poked their heads out would destroy the whole. Therefore, the attack of the personal guard camp was like the attack of the Donghu cavalrymen opposite them, which was mainly based on individuals.

The only difference was that the personal guard camp was a group of three, with one person attacking and two people assisting.

There were more than 4,000 cavalrymen on both sides, which were fully stretched out. Bombarding the opponent with overwhelming force, Yang Dasha is not really stupid, but when he fights, he never retreats or takes detours. He is focused on moving forward, even if he faces a sea of ​​fire and swords, he will rush forward regardless of anything. However, his luck is good, and he has dozens of wounds on his back, but he can survive every time. This is how he got the name of Dasha, and until now. His real name is probably only recorded in the list of officers of Zhengdong Mansion. Others, even his superiors, call him Yang Dasha.

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

Amid the roar, Yang Dasha held the Mo Dao in one hand. The Mo Dao weighing dozens of pounds could be lifted by him with one hand, which shows his terrifying strength. His left hand took out the crossbow. When he raised his hand, the three Donghu cavalrymen in front of him fell off their horses and hung up the crossbows with their backhands. A Donghu cavalryman on the opposite side was already charging forward, slashing at him with a sharp scimitar, but Yang Dasha fell on his horse's back at this moment, and the scimitar passed by, but missed, and Yang Dasha had already dived into the Donghu cavalry. Mei Hua, who was following closely behind him, roared wildly, and slashed down with the Mo Dao in his hand, splitting the Donghu cavalryman in half along the neck, and blood splattered. A fishy smell came to his nose, and Mei Hua felt his face hot. He couldn't open his eyes for a while, and reached out to wipe them. Both eyes were blood red.

"Be careful!" Wu Ya shouted beside him, and in his eyes, he saw a flash of light passing by.

Mei Hua was shocked, and heard a sound of "Dang" in his ears, but it was Wu Ya who rode up beside him, stretched out his Mo Dao in his hand, and blocked the fatal knife for him.

Mei Hua finally wiped the blood from his eyes, raised his hand to take out the crossbow, and shot at Wu Ya. Wu Ya shrank his neck in fear, "Are you crazy?"

Before he finished his sentence, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him. He immediately realized that when he just helped Mei Hua out, there were also Donghu soldiers behind him who raised their knives at him.

"Thank you!"

"Same here!"

The two smiled at each other. Although it was their first time on the battlefield and their first time killing people, they did not feel the discomfort of the legendary first time killing people. Perhaps it was because they had been beaten every day for more than a month, smelled too much blood, and were too depressed. Today, they finally found a way to release it.

"Go 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 with a back view. Both of them were shocked.

"Damn it, he said he would take care of us, but he rushed to the front without caring about anything!" Mei Hua couldn't help but curse, jumped on his horse and rushed forward with his sword, and Wu Ya hurried to follow.

Gao Yuan had already forgotten the golden words of wisdom that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall. He swung his Mo Dao in both hands like a windmill, and rushed into the crowd of Donghu people like a tiger in a sheepfold. Behind him, Guo Laonian held his Gao character flag in one hand and a narrow scimitar in the other, following him closely. On the other side, Shangguan Hong was not using the standard Mo Dao of the Imperial Guard Battalion, but a copper stick. Others used chopping, slicing, and cutting, but he only had two moves: smashing and sweeping!

Guo Laowen usually looks thin and lanky, but now he looks like a dragon. The tall flag in his hand is often used as a weapon. The cold-light flag spear on top of his head is not just for good looks. , as long as you see the flag rolled up and released, some fresh blood will definitely be added to the spearhead. Guo Laowen is a martial arts expert with a martial arts background. He is extremely skilled in killing people. He can cut a person within three inches of his body before killing him. He will never use an extra point of strength. However, Shangguan Hong is tall and tall, more than half the height of Gao Yuan. He was tall, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as a powerful man. This was a guy who made his way from the battlefield with one stick after another. The people who died under his hands were extremely miserable. There was no one at all. Human-shaped.

The two of them, plus Gao Yuan, are really a killing team. Although they provoked more enemies because of this big flag, the three of them didn't take it seriously. Instead, they became more cheerful and killed with great ease. The Donghu people couldn't get close at all.

If someone could fly into the air at this time, they could clearly see that a red blood cloud was like boiling water poured into the Yi Zheng Snowfield, and the Donghu people were melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Yu Wenming's eyes were fixed on Gao Yuan's men who were surrounded by Donghu cavalry, because the waving flag had been Yu Wenming's target from the beginning. Killing Gao Yuan would be a miracle. At this time, Yu Wenming's mind was filled with this idea. He took his most elite soldiers and rushed towards Gaoyuan without even taking a look at the entire battlefield.

There was no need to watch, because Yu Wenming invested all his troops as soon as he launched his attack, and sent out all the cavalry at once. The consequences of continuing this attack would be to either destroy others or be destroyed himself.

A mature general will never throw away all the cards in his hand. The problem is that Yu Wenming is still very immature. Seeing Gao Yuan's flag is enough to make him so excited that it is difficult to control himself. And Gao Yuan, in his hands, is also very immature. There was only one guard battalion and a cavalry force of over a thousand people, and there was no capital to keep a reserve force.

Gao Yuan believed in the strength of his personal guard battalion, but Yu Wenming believed that his 3,000 powerful cavalry could not do anything to a group of Yan cavalry? For a long time, the only horse opponents recognized by the Donghu people were the Xiongnu family. Now that the Xiongnu had been wiped out in pieces, how could he take a group of Yan cavalry seriously?

But 60% of the cavalrymen in Gao Yuan's personal guard camp came from the Huns and were Huns. These carefully selected people are all brave in the military. They are equipped with exquisite steel armor, wield extremely sharp swords, and carry 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 wielding a big stick.

The fierce sound of wind came towards him. Yu Wenming raised his sword, and the scimitar was lightly attached to the top of the stick. He stirred hard, trying to push the stick aside. His opponent let out a hey, and his arms suddenly shook. Yu Wenming instantly Suddenly my whole arm felt numb. He was suddenly startled, and he was unable to defeat him. He saw the opponent's copper stick sweeping towards him again. He shrunk his neck and rushed past. There was a sound of porphyry from behind, like a Western egg being smashed to pieces by a stick, but it was a man. The personal guard didn't know whether to live or die, so he resisted with a knife, and his head was broken immediately with the knife.

Just as he passed Shangguan Hong, a large flag rolled towards him. Yu Wenming slashed with his sword and hissed a few times before cutting the flag into strips. Between the flying strips of cloth, a wisp of The cold light stabbed out in an extremely sinister manner. Yu Wenming shouted and flashed his arms sideways. There was a clang, and the animal head shoulder pads on his shoulders were gone. The one who took action was naturally Guo Laowen. Seeing that Yu Wenming had avoided this inevitable blow, he couldn't help but secretly cried out that it was a pity. The two sides were flying, and the moment they fought, their hands were already crossed. The flag in Guo Laowen's hand was no longer in shape. He simply inserted his saber into the scabbard beside the saddle, waved the flagpole with both hands, and swept forward with his forward thrust. Jiang Yu Wenming's soldiers were beaten like falling leaves caught in the autumn wind, and they fell off their horses one after another.

After all, Yu Wenming did not encounter Gao Yuan. He just fought with the two guards around him one after another, and the two lives were almost surrendered. He glanced at Gao Yuan, who was like a demon, stirring up a bloody storm among the Donghu cavalry group. I feel inexplicably frightened in my heart.

At this time, he woke up a little and finally remembered his responsibility as a general. He glanced at the battlefield without looking at it, but when he looked at it, it seemed like a basin of snow water was pouring down from his head, and his whole body felt like falling. In the ice cellar, the Donghu cavalry had previously surrounded the red Dongzheng Army. However, at this moment, the Donghu cavalry in gray uniforms were grouped to the east and west. They were cut into shapes by the red and were struggling to support themselves. The red was just like harvesting crops. Generally, when one piece is destroyed, it turns to another piece.

"Retreat, retreat!" Yu Wenming fled on horseback, roaring crazily as he fled.

Gao Yuan regretfully beheaded the last Donghu cavalryman in front of him who ran in front of him either because he didn't know whether to live or die, or because he was confused. At this time, his subordinates had completely taken control of the battlefield and were making the final harvest. As the governor, he was always embarrassed to steal the military exploits from his subordinates. This battle was not as intense as the battle between him and the Tieling tribe commanded by Allen Dai. It was not very enjoyable. He had just finished exercising his muscles and bones, but found that there was no more fighting.

He shook his head and rode towards the joyous place over there where the mountains roared and the tsunami roared. (To be continued)