The drums are booming and the horns are sounding long.

The sound of killing was deafening, and the breath of madness shot straight into the sky.

But none of them can match the sound and momentum of thousands of galloping horses. Meng Yuan did not have a large-scale cavalry without an organized system, but there was no such thing here in Huanglong Mansion.

When a cavalry force of ten thousand households charges, when more than ten thousand horses neigh, when fifty thousand horse hooves trample the ground and splash up the soil.

The momentum is indescribable in words.

Thousands of horses galloping?

Flood of cavalry?

It seems that it is not enough to describe this momentum.

Feng Chong's Han cavalry, five Qianhu heavy cavalry in front, and five Qianhu light cavalry in the rear, turned into a torrent and charged towards Hou Wancheng's military formation.

The flag with the word "Feng" fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound, like a flying dragon, arrogant. Feng Chong's laughter was full of arrogance.

"Hahaha. This is the war I want. It was all child's play before, child's play."

It was not that Feng Chong had never performed combat missions before. However, the previous terrain was not suitable for large-scale cavalry operations.

The terrain of Huanglong Mansion is flat and smooth.

Suitable for large-scale cavalry charges.

The momentum of the Han cavalry is unparalleled.

But Hou Wancheng is not a weak person.

Under the banner of "Hou", Hou Wancheng was as calm as ever and said few words. Even when faced with the approaching cavalry, his expression remained unchanged.

On the contrary, the soldiers under his command looked troubled.

Even though the greatest role of the cavalry lies in their elusive mobility, when the organic Wanhu cavalry launches a charge, it still poses a huge threat to the infantry.

Hou Wancheng's face darkened when he saw this, and he shouted: "Don't be afraid. We are not fighting them to the death. We just need to resist them."

"According to the plan, the divine arm archers and heavy armored soldiers are in front, and the heavy armored and heavy ax soldiers are waiting for the opportunity."

"Yes." Wanhu's voice slightly boosted the morale of Hou Wancheng's army. Their divine arm archers, holding divine arm bows, aimed at the cavalry.

But facing the charge of ten thousand cavalry, the Divine Arm Archers were also very nervous. They all swallowed their saliva and got goosebumps.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”

But their combat quality is still unparalleled. After instinctively judging the distance, the God-Arm archers pulled the triggers one after another, fired their crossbows, and then joined forces with their auxiliary soldiers before the cavalry rushed in front of them.

Loaded new crossbow bolts.

The cavalry were so fast that they couldn't shoot the third arrow.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”

The dense crossbow arrows came straight towards them. It was impossible for the Han cavalry to evade, so those in the front row could only charge with their eyes closed. No, they charged with their eyes open.

One Han died, but there were still thousands of Han people.

With this determination, the Han cavalrymen in the front row were either shot in the vital points, or their horses stumbled and fell to the ground. Then they were caught off guard by their companions in the rear, trampled to death, and even turned into pulp.

After the second round of crossbows, the light cavalry in the rear row bent their bows and fired arrows into the sky. They could still shoot arrows while flying at high speed.

It shows Feng Chong's many years of achievements. This Han cavalry is more powerful than the so-called people on horseback.

They may not have been riding horses since they were young, but their riding and shooting are professional.

They don't have to engage in production, they are only responsible for fighting.

While the light cavalry were shooting arrows, the archers in Hou Wancheng's army also shot arrows. The dense arrows fell, and the soldiers on both sides could only rely on their armor to resist.

Feng Chong's army had too many heavy armored cavalry, which gave them a huge advantage in this regard. On the other hand, Hou Wancheng's army had much greater casualties than Feng Chong's army.

The crossbow bolts and arrows are just a drizzle.

It's fair to both parties.

Real combat is hand-to-hand combat.

When the Han cavalry rushed to the front of Hou Wancheng's infantry formation, almost everyone in the front row had arrows stuck in their bodies, and there seemed to be a divine light in their eyes.

As if they wanted to wipe out all darkness and eliminate all evil. They raised the cavalry spears in their hands, transformed into humanoid heavily armored tanks, and rushed into Hou Wancheng's military formation with their bodies.

What is tested at this time is not martial arts, but speed and courage.

The high-speed charging horses, combined with the heavily armed cavalry, created an impact that was enough to crush everything.

The only things that can stop them are tanks and bunkers.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!" Hou Wancheng's heavy-armored infantry in the front row screamed and fell in pieces like wheat in front of the strong wind.

Hou Wancheng's infantryman who fell to the ground did not die immediately. Instead, he watched helplessly as the iron hoof stepped on his chest, or the war horse fell on him.

They endured the painful wailing for a few seconds, and then died.

The torrent of steel rushed into the tigers and wolves. Feng Chong's cavalry had the upper hand.

"Kill!!!!!!!!!" After the high-speed charge stopped, the Han cavalry faced the ruined Hou Wancheng infantry formation and showed a ferocious smile.

The heavily armored cavalry on horseback brandished the cavalry spear in their hands, ruthlessly killing a soldier named Wancheng.

The heavy cavalry who lost their horses pulled out the steel swords from their waists and started a hand-to-hand fight with Hou Wancheng's soldiers.

The light cavalry put their bows back on their horses and clasped them, pulled out the steel knives from their waists, lay on their horses, and passed by like the wind, in small groups, plundering and killing a famous warrior named Hou Wancheng.

But even under such circumstances, Hou Wancheng's soldiers were still fighting hard. There was a heavy armored cavalry from Qianhu in his team, fighting hard.

The heavy armored and heavy ax soldiers were also wielding the heavy axes in their hands, killing a famous Han cavalryman. As for the divine arm archers, they were already useless.

They are of no use in hand-to-hand combat.

"Hahahaha. My sons, fight to your heart's content. Enjoy this feast." Feng Chong laughed loudly and raised the big knife in his hand to chop. Wherever he passed, stumps and broken arms were flying.

Hou Wancheng glanced at this guy and did not come forward, but continued to sweep the formation from behind.

As if waiting for something.

Following Feng Chong, Wei Ru entered the battlefield.

Eighteen thousand households have all participated in the battle, and the situation on the battlefield is clear at a glance.

The Han army has the upper hand, and as time goes by, the advantage will be further expanded.

Wu Nian still had two imperial guards from Wanhu in his hands, but they did not join the battlefield.

Wu Nian himself stood on a high platform, overlooking the entire battlefield.

Mongolian Yuan side.

Chunyuan did not enter the battlefield, but he only had a force of ten thousand households.

The sky was getting darker and darker. The clouds in the sky first flashed with electric arcs, and then the roaring thunder resounded throughout the earth.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Whisking and scraping.

Wu Nian listened to the thunder and said to himself in the wind: "If there is a trump card, it is time to show up."
Chapter completed!