Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 269 The Crying Ringsword

   Cavalry is the most difficult unit to deal with.

  The reason is that the cavalry is too mobile and highly proactive. If it is on a plain, if you want to fight, encircle, harass, or even retreat, the initiative is basically in the hands of the cavalry.

  Archers and even crossbowmen can restrain cavalry to a certain extent, but archers are also vulnerable. If they are attacked by cavalry, archers are not as good as ordinary infantry.

The phalanx of pikemen can resist the impact of cavalry, but the speed of movement is much worse than that of cavalry. Cavalry can completely leave the pikemen in formation to deal with opponents who are easy to chew. I can only stare blankly...

   Cavalry's biggest opponent is always cavalry.

  Just like now, Guo Pu's only choice is to speed up and smash the group of cavalry blocking the way head-on, and then choose to turn around or leave the battle according to the situation...

  Staying in place to form a confrontation, or turning around in place, that is the most stupid behavior.

  Because the most important thing for cavalry is speed, the second is speed, and the third is also.

There are loose farmland on the left and right, and the horse will lose speed if it rushes out, and it may even stumble because of it, so Guo Pu's current choice is undoubtedly the most correct, but it was wrong at the beginning, and it will be correct later What about the choice?

Guo Pu yelled wildly: "Accelerate! Accelerate! Arrow formation! Inner diffusion!" With so many cavalry coming, the situation is critical, so we can only charge forward! Only then can there be a way out!

After all, the Xiliang cavalry had been accustomed to fighting Qianghu for many years. Although they were somewhat panicked when they were flanked by front and back, under Guo Pu's order, they still listed a charging line, forming a sharp arrow, and rushed forward. rush…

  Five hundred steps, three hundred steps, two hundred steps...

  The beating of the heart seems to be consistent with the sound of horseshoes, getting faster and faster, pumping blood to the whole body...

   One hundred and fifty steps! Even the faces of the people on the opposite side could be seen, the generals of both sides shouted almost at the same time, and heard thousands of war bows gathered together to make a huge "嗡—" sound, it seemed that in an instant there was a cloud of fire on the heads of both sides. The black bumble bee...

  Guo Pu shouted: "Raise the shield!"

The Xiliang soldier inserted the bow into the pouch beside his body, picked up the shield hanging by the horse's side, shrunk back, and hid his head and torso under the shield. no more.

Guo Pu hid under the shield, looked through the edge of the shield, and saw that the way the cavalry on the opposite side avoided the arrows was to split to the left and right in an instant, as if the originally thin torso suddenly turned into a big fat man generally…

  Guo Pu's eyes suddenly widened—

   This **** is not a yellow scarf, but a barbarian!

   It's a pity that there is no time for Guo Pu to think about it now, and the two cavalrymen collided with each other with a bang!

  Guo Pu yelled loudly, his vocal cords were a little torn because of the yelling: "It's a barbarian! Scatter your arrows! Scatter your arrows!" But it was too late...

  The soldiers have been completely strangled together, so is there any way to change from the overall large frontal formation to a small frontal formation that is more suitable for dealing with barbarian cavalry?

Because of the superiority of the Hu people in riding skills, they can easily gather and disperse. Therefore, the Han Chinese cavalry only has a small front arrow formation between complete integration and full dispersion, which has both impact and attack power, and is not too concentrated. As a result, the cavalry in the middle couldn't use their strength at all, and they suffered the damage thrown by the barbarians for nothing...

With the blessing of the Han soldiers, the one hundred Southern Huns are obviously much stronger, and some arrows can no longer do much damage to them, unlike before without armor, no matter what is shot by the arrow, they can only use the flesh to harden anti.

  The more tenacious Southern Huns successfully slowed down Guo Pu's pace. After the big front arrow formation lost its vigor before it had time to disperse, it turned into a fragrant big round pancake...

  Following behind, Yu Fuluo showed a cruel smile, and held up his saber: "Support the plow! The God of China is looking after us! Kill them all!"

   "Oh **** ho..."

   Four hundred Xiongnu cavalry replaced by Hanjia, spontaneously formed three shock formations, and fiercely forked towards Guo Pu's "big noodle cake"...

  Guo Pu shouted angrily, on the one hand, it was because of his own carelessness that led to the current situation, and on the other hand, it was because he realized that the so-called Yellow Turban Thief was a trap!

  The most important thing is that there are Han people behind this trap!

   Otherwise, how to explain the iron armor on these barbarians and the ring sword in their hands?

   Guo Pu won't feel aggrieved when he died at the hands of the Hu people, but Guo Pu couldn't restrain his anger when he was obviously stabbed in the back by his own people like this!

"Turn around immediately in the rear, cut off the rear! The forwards charge to both sides! Get out of the way!" Guo Pu directed the cavalry behind to turn around and intercept the cavalry who charged behind as much as possible, and at the same time ordered the cavalry stuck in front to go as far as possible. Expand the left and right sides to make way for the cavalry blocked in the middle to charge out!

   There is only one dead end in the middle!

   Only by speeding up and rushing out of the way can there be hope of survival!

  A Xiliang cavalryman rode his horse vigorously and rushed to the side. Although there were fields not far from both sides of the road, the horse would definitely be dragged by the soft ground and might even fall over there, but he rushed out without hesitation.

Unlike Guo Pu who are all armored cavalry, the Southern Huns have light armored soldiers on both wings, or even unarmored soldiers, so the overall weight is much lighter than that of the Xiliang Army, and the horseshoes are more likely to sink into the mud than the Xiliang Army. much less...

The horses of the Xiliang soldiers on both sides ran slower and slower, while the Huns cavalry could barely run. In comparison, the Xiliang soldiers suffered a big loss and became fixed targets for the Huns one after another. one shot off the horse...

  The sacrifice of the Xiliang cavalry gave way to the cavalry trapped in the middle. Before the Huns behind had gathered, Guo Pu rushed forward with his personal guards!

Guo Pu cut off the horse of the Southern Huns cavalry rushing in front of him with one sword, bent down to avoid the knife cut from the side, and then swung the knife horizontally, using the speed of the horse to cut off another Huns soldier coming from the side Regardless of the blood splashed on his face, he rushed forward sullenly!

  Suddenly, Guo Pu felt that he had broken through the intercepting cavalry of the Huns!

   But the joy of surviving only lasted for such a short moment. Guo Pu saw a hundred steps ahead, a phalanx of infantry wearing Han army armor!

  The guns are like a forest, the shields are like a wall, and there are rows of crossbowmen in the back who have already raised their crossbows...

  A man who looked like a general in the middle of the army raised his hand high, and then slammed it down!

   "Raise the shield..." Guo Pu shouted heartbreakingly.

  It's a pity that it's too late, the arrows are so dense like locusts that it's useless to raise the shield, not to mention the haste, many Xiliang soldiers failed to react...

   "...cough cough... Bian Bian, you ancestor..." Guo Pu looked down at the crossbow bolt stuck in his chest, exhausted his last bit of strength, shouted angrily, and threw the saber in his hand forward...

  The ring-headed knife flying in the air rolled a few times, and hit the ground with a "ding", and a trace of blood flowed down from the handle of the knife along the back of the knife, like weeping tears...

   I don’t want to write jokes in this chapter...

   Too many Chinese died at the hands of their own people...

  (end of this chapter)