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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 179 This is War

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    Update time: 2013-06-03

    Chapter 179 This is war

    Although the three hundred Mandu banner cavalry rushed into the Sui army's center, the sturdy cavalry lost their sharpness like a dragon trapped in a quagmire.  In the dense formation of the Sui army, the speed advantage of the light cavalry disappeared.  Once the cavalry is unable to charge, the cavalry sitting high on the horse's back is no different from the grass sticks stabbed by long-hands during training.

    Taller is brave enough, and his mace is heavy enough.  From the time he rushed into the Sui army's formation to his death in battle, he sent at least a dozen Sui army soldiers to the underworld.  With his martial arts skills, he should have achieved even more dazzling results in the upcoming war.  Buthe was so easily swallowed up by the Sui army.

    He died because of his arrogance. The strength of the enemy's military formation was not the main reason for killing him.

    This is the first war between the two most powerful empires in the world in more than a hundred years. The Mongolian and Yuan cavalry across the Western world have never encountered anyone who dared to resist them before.  In other wordsthe Mongolian people were more unfamiliar with war than the Sui people.  Wherever the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry went, no one dared not lower their heads.  Although Taller had killed many people before, it was a massacre and not a fight at all.  For a long time, no one dared to resist, which made them extremely arrogant and arrogant.

    In their view, those Sui people who did not even have war horses were like those weak tribes. As long as the cavalry rushed over, they would kneel down and surrender.  Taller looked at those Sui people like a slave owner who was used to being tyrannical looked at humble and ugly slaves.  But there is no doubt that the Sui people are not the obedient herdsmen under him.

    Three hundred fine cavalry failed to charge ten steps into the Sui army's center.

    The Mandu Wolf in the distance frowned slightly, and his face gradually became serious.

    "Without war horsesthe Sui people could still have such fighting power."

    He sighed softly, and then shook his head: "Fortunately, the brave Taller and his three hundred cavalry used their lives to find out the tactics of the Sui army for me. Although he died, he still established the  Great service. Remember this for me. When you return, kill two women from Northern Liao and a Hanqi to bury him."

    His soldiers responded immediately.

    "The weapons used by the Sui people are very long. If our cavalry cannot fly like an eagle, once they are entangled by them, they will be unable to fight back. This is not good"

    Mandu Lang pondered for a while and then ordered: "Zhe Na, Te Li, each of you will bring five hundred cavalry to attack the two wings of the Sui army. Remember, do not rush into the enemy's formation and lead the cavalry behind them."  Passing by like the wind, he then greeted them with wolf-fang arrows to show them the archery skills of our Mandu Banner warriors!"

    "Huha!"

    Mandu Wolf¡¯s two subordinates, Zhe Na and Te Li, took the order and rushed out of the array with five hundred cavalry respectively.

    Li Xiaozong looked at the enemies who died in the battle with a serious expression.

    It seems that the first attack of the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry was resolved cleanly.  Three hundred sturdy prairie light cavalry could not even break into the military formation within ten steps.  But Li Xiaozong also saw something else, which made his heart increasingly worried.  With three hundred Qingqi riding in the formation, he expected to be trapped to death by the formation.  But the number of people lost by the Sui army was not less than that of the Meng Yuan people. From this point, we can see the powerful combat effectiveness of the Mongolian Yuan cavalry.

    The trapped cavalry can still kill almost the same number of enemies.

    "Twenty steps back!"

    Li Xiaozong waved his command flag and shouted loudly.

    As the horn sounded, the military formation of more than 2,000 people quickly retreated twenty steps.  In this way, the corpses left behind after the fighting were released. These corpses could also block the enemy's cavalry charge.  The military formation had just retreated when the cavalry of the Mandu Banner on the opposite side launched another attack.  Two cavalrymen rushed over, one from the left and the other from the right, apparently intending to attack the two wings of the Sui army.

    "Archers prepare!"

    Li Xiaozong waved his command flag, and the archers who had retreated moved forward again.  The soldiers on both wings quickly changed their formation from square to circular.  The shield bearers and long spear bearers are ready. When the archers withdraw, they can quickly move forward to replace them.

    These formations are what they have trained countless times on weekdays.  As soon as the general's command flag moved, the soldiers almost didn't need to think about it. They could subconsciously move their positions and complete the change of formation.  The reason why the infantry of the Sui Dynasty was able to achieve victory in countless foreign wars had a lot to do with their ever-changing formations.  Whether attacking or defending, Sui's army had many formations to use.

    But the second attack by the Mandu Banner Cavalry caused the Sui people to suffer a lot.

    The enemy has no intention of stepping into the formation.

    One thousand peopleThe soldiers swept past the two wings of the military formation, about forty steps away from the military formation. The Mandu banner cavalry, howling like wolves, kept pouring wolf-fang arrows towards the Sui army's formation while flying.  The prairie cavalry are skilled with bows and horses, and they can easily control their horses by relying only on their legs.  Compared with the infantry bows of the Sui Dynasty, the cavalry bows of the steppe cavalry have a shorter range and are made of boxwood instead of composite materials like the Sui infantry bows.

    Although Boxwood¡¯s riding bow looks at least one size smaller than the Sui¡¯s walking bow, it has a faster rate of fire.  Within a distance of seventy steps, if arrows are fired at the same time, the Sui infantry using infantry bows can shoot at most two arrows in the time it takes the prairie cavalry to shoot three arrows.

    The cavalry passed by both sides of the formation like the wind, tearing off the Sui troops outside the formation layer by layer like pieces of flesh with their knives.  As dense as rain of wolf-fang arrows flew into the Sui army's formation, the Sui archers fell down wailing.  The Sui people who stood still became a target, but the Sui people's archers had difficulty catching the enemy cavalry that was passing by quickly.

    Soon, the two cavalrymen passed by both sides of the military formation, then crossed at the rear of the Sui military formation, and once again used their feather arrows to wash away the Sui people's team.

    "General!"

    A soldier shouted anxiously to Li Xiaozong: "If this continues, it won't be long before all of our men are shot down by the Mandu Banner's cavalry!"

    Li Xiaozong frowned and his lips were almost bitten.

    On the opposite side, Mandu Wolf couldn't help but laugh, his eyes full of pride: "Infantry vs. cavalry, as long as there is no contact Li Xiaozong, why do you win?"

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    Less than a mile away from the Langru Mountain Canyon, Zhao Sen waved his hand feebly and issued a military order: "Kill from the flanks and don't rescue Pan Mei anymore! Charge towards the canyon. No matter what, we can't let the Mengyuan people block the canyon!"

    "Here!"

    The soldiers responded loudly, then changed their formations and tried to evacuate the battle group.  Pan Mei was trapped too deep, and Zhao Sen's troops in the Zhechong Battalion were unable to break through the enemy's siege and rescue her.  From the outside, Pan Mei's team could not even be seen.  Under such heavy siege, Zhao Sen had no confidence that his 1,220 soldiers could break through the layers of enemies.

    Seeing that the Sui troops on the periphery were trying to withdraw, the Mongolian Yuan people in the group rushed their horses to separate from the team surrounding Pan Mei and pursue Zhao Sen.

    "Fuck him!"

    Pan Mei, who was trapped in the middle, cursed angrily and spit out bloody smear.  He looked around at the enemies rushing forward like crazy, with a trace of fear in his eyes.  Although he was resentful when he withdrew, he still maintained the most basic qualities of a Sui general.  His troops formed a procession and rushed towards the canyon. When they were about to rush to the mouth of the canyon, they were surrounded by Mongolian people coming from all sides.

    That¡¯s not a soldier!

    When Pan Mei saw countless herdsmen surrounding them, he didn't pay too much attention.  Among the herdsmen, he even saw women and children barely reaching his shoulder height.  What's so scary about such a group of people, no matter how large they are?

    But as soon as the two parties came into contact, Pan Mei knew that she had made a big mistake.

    Li Xiaozong reminded him before that the folk customs on the grassland are tough.  At the age of four or five, boys can dare to climb on the back of a horse, and by the age of ten they can gallop on horseback and become proficient in bow and arrow.  And those women with dark skin and strong bodies are no worse than men when wielding scimitars.  They howled and surrounded like wolves and devoured the Sui people layer by layer.

    An elite soldier of the Sui Dynasty Youxiao Guard who rushed to the camp was surrounded by at least tens of thousands of herdsmen.  But those herdsmen seemed to have no fear of death.  Although they were very tough, they faced the well-trained elite soldiers of Sui Youxiao Guard.  They could ride horses and shoot arrows, but their killing skills could not compare with the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty.  But even so, at the cost of killing two herdsmen or even killing a Sui soldier with three or four people, not one of them was frightened by the blood and corpses.

    "The enemy has divided his forces."

    A sharp-eyed soldier pointed at the discovery in front of him and shouted loudly. He could see smoke rising from behind the herdsmen's team, which was a sign that the enemy's rear team was leaving.

    "There are reinforcements coming to save us!"

    Pan Mei¡¯s eyes lit up, and then she pointed in that direction with her long spear and said: ¡°Front Arrow Formation, fight out!¡±

    The remaining about five or six hundred Sui soldiers used Pan Mei as an arrow to kill towards the place where the siege formation was slightly weaker.  Pan Mei now began to regret that she did not listen to Li Xiaozong and could not fully understand the enemy without experiencing a real war.

    Li Xiaozong once said that those herdsmen who picked up machetes were soldiers.  But Pan Mei didn't care at that time. In his opinion, the people were the people, and giving them knives would be regarded as bandits at best.

    But now heUnderstand, when a country is invaded by the enemy's army, the people can often burst out with the same fighting power as the army, or even more crazy.

    He no longer remembers how many people he stabbed to death with his spear, including old people, women, and half-grown children.  But he didn't feel any unbearable in his heart, because this was a battlefield, and those on the opposite side were all enemies.  If you are soft because the other person is a child, the child will cut your throat with a machete without hesitation.

    Why haven¡¯t you met up with the people outside yet?

    Pan Mei stabbed to death a Meng Yuan woman whose face was covered in blood. The woman had a waist as thick as a bucket and an ugly face.  When she fell down, the expression on her face was particularly ferocious.  Pan Mei saw hatred in her eyes, and this hatred made his heart tighten.

    ¡°If the reinforcements outside are fighting in, why haven¡¯t we seen their battle flags yet?

    Pan Mei had questions in her mind, but she quickly found the answer.

    That's right the people outside are not here to save themselves. Their goal is to defend Qingxia. Relatively speaking, their own lives are insignificant.

    You can only rely on yourself.

    Pan Mei took a deep breath and knocked the oncoming herdsman off his horse.  But just as he was riding forward, his horse's front hooves were chopped off by two herdsmen.  The horse lost its center of gravity and fell forward, and Pan Mei was violently thrown out.  The long stick in his hand flew out and was out of reach.

    A herdsman saw the enemy general falling off his horse and jumped off his horse with a roar.  Holding a scimitar in both hands, he stabbed Pan Mei in the chest fiercely.

    "Go away"

    Pan Mei kicked the herdsman away, and then tried to pull out the horizontal knife that was pressed under her.  But the horizontal knife was too long and he couldn't pull it out while lying on the ground.  At this moment, a herdsman passing by on horseback leaned over and slashed Pan Mei on the shoulder who had just sat up.

    Blood splashed out violently, and the inertia pushed Pan Mei forward.

    The herdsman jumped off his horse and rushed towards Pan Mei brandishing his machete.  Pan Mei endured the pain and got up, pulled out the horizontal knife, stabbed the herdsman in the abdomen, and kicked him away: "Despicable barbarian, get out!"

    He cursed loudly, but his back was split open by the enemy's knife.  He fell again and was immediately pinned down by the rushing herdsmen.  One, two, three five or six herdsmen squeezed Pan Mei underneath like a stack of Arhats.  Countless fists smashed down, and the knife stabbed in again and again.

    "Get away you despicable barbarians!"

    Intermittent shouting came from below, and in the end it was too weak to be heard.

    When the herdsmen stood up, the dead enemy in front of them was beyond recognition.  Under the iron armor, thick blood flowed out along the gaps in the armor.

    The herdsmen were stunned for a moment, then pounced on him again, frantically peeling off the armor from the dead body.

    No one looked at the pair of eyes that were staring blankly, and no one paid attention to the unwilling expression.
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