Zhang Zhao actually didn't know that what he brought to the whole of Tianzhu was a military reshuffle.
Before he entered Tianzhu, the main force of Tianzhu was the Kshatriya class. Although these people were not natives of Tianzhu, they arrived in Tianzhu very early, and they could even be regarded as natives.
The Kshatriyas monopolize the military and administrative power on the Indian continent, and most of the battles over the past thousands of years have been fought within this class.
Those who come from the Khyber Pass, the successful ones will quickly integrate into this inheritance. Under the certification of Brahman, they will become the new Kshatriya class. The losers, of course, will have their bodies nowhere to be found.
But after Zhang Zhao's attack, it is estimated that all the people in power on the Tianzhu continent will soon realize that the strongmen coming down from the Kaibor Pass will become their biggest threat.
To the north of the Kaibol Pass, careerists in the Hezhong area will also realize that the Tianzhu Continent is a treasure land that is rich but weak, and the natives are easy to rule. I am afraid there will be many people coming here to seek "career" development in the future.
The historical military reshuffle in the Indian continent was brought about by the Turkic Ghaznavid dynasty thirty years later.
They set off a wave of people heading south from the Transoxiana region to India. Since then, almost all the powers in India came from the Turkic and Mongolian ethnic groups in the Transoxiana region.
However, in this time and space, Zhang Zhao may have killed the father of Alpteqin, the founder of the Ghaznavid dynasty, outside Suiye City. Therefore, the advancement of this wheel of history will be driven by him.
To put it simply, before Zhang Zhao invaded this time, uh, no, before Zhang Da Khan entered Tianzhu to protect the Dharma.
There were not many strongman invaders who came down from the Khyber Pass, and most of them came to Tianzhu passively. Most of them were losers in the political struggles in Hezhong, Persia and other places.
Because there are not many strong men who come to Tianzhu for this reason, and their strength is not very strong, it is easier for those who have come early to resist these strong men who have gone south.
For those who really can't resist, you can also find extra territory to settle them and turn them into Kshatriyas like yourself.
But the people Zhang Zhao came this time were not the losers of the struggle, nor were they three hundred people, but tens of thousands of people.
The local Kshatriyas could not resist a strongman invasion of this scale, and they could not spare any extra land for resettlement.
No matter how wealthy the Indian subcontinent is, it cannot afford enough land to house tens of thousands of Kshatriya families!
However, Crown Prince Xiaxi and the ulterior-minded Shivanu and others, who still do not understand that the military reshuffle has come, are still equating the combat effectiveness of Zhang Zhao's troops with those of the strong men who came down in the past. They have no idea that the nightmare is coming.
Especially Shivanu, since he had made up his mind not to use any fatal force, he led his trusted cavalry team to the left, so that they could quickly leave the battlefield when the fight broke out.
"Father, it's almost noon, so why hasn't Ju'er Khan taken action? He has a team of four to five thousand, and only a thousand cavalry. They have come from a long distance, and supplies are inconvenient. If the consumption continues, the soldiers will only become more and more tired.
We are close to the river for easy access to water, and with the Royal City behind us, supplies are easy to come by, and we can even have hot food. Even if we stand at odds like this for one, two, or three days, we are not afraid. Is this Ju'er Khan really just in vain?"
At three o'clock in the morning, Shivanu's son stared dumbfounded at Ju'er Khan's army on the opposite side. They had not even put on their armor yet, and even started to eat dry food.
Even someone who doesn't know much about military skills can't do this kind of magic operation, right?
Shivanu also touched his beard, with a puzzled look on his face. Could it be that this Juerhan really just has an empty reputation?
Then how did King Modapala fail? With an army of 30,000 people?
Impossible! If Ju'erhan didn't have a few moments, he definitely wouldn't have been able to defeat the king's 30,000-strong army in such a short time.
Even if the king commanded improperly, Karmaha would not. That old guy was experienced in battles.
Just as he was about to turn around and warn his son not to be so careless, Shivanu suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves.
It seems like..., it seems to be coming from behind.
The frightened Shivanu quickly turned around on his horse and galloped towards the place where the crown prince was beside him. There was a tall hill there with a wide view.
"So many cavalry! At least eight or nine thousand, Ju'er Khan has surrounded us!"
The Shiva slave who had just arrived grinned when he heard this, it was a royal Kshatriya shouting.
Although it seems like the truth, can you shout like that? Do you feel that your own army has not collapsed? Are you a little regretful or something?
Sure enough, after this royal Kshatriya shouted several times, the Kshatriyas surrounding the Crown Prince all looked at each other in panic. You said this, he said that, it was a mess.
Shivanu quickly dismounted and climbed up the hill in three steps and two steps at a time. The situation in front of him made him take a breath of cold air.
Not far behind them, there were not eight or nine thousand, but there were six or seven thousand horsemen. They formed a crescent moon formation and pushed towards us from three directions, but they had not launched an attack yet.
"It seems they are all light cavalry!" Shivanu looked at them for a while. The horses of these cavalry were not wearing armor. Judging from the speed of moving back and forth, it seemed that the knights were not wearing armor either.
"Not good!" Shivanu suddenly yelled, and he stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.
There is also a hill there, and a military stronghold with a wooden fence has been built on the hill. It is the supply transfer point for our 40,000 troops and is also the main road to the royal city.
Their current location is actually at the port outside the royal city of Uttabandapura, about five miles away from the royal city.
Although it's not far, it would be very dangerous if the escape route is cut off.
Because among the 40,000 horses, except for more than a thousand Kshatriyas and more than ten thousand royal city garrison troops, the rest were newly recruited Sudra spearmen and archers.
If supplies are cut off, or even simply surrounded, it can cause a huge blow to the hearts of these newbies on the battlefield. They may not be able to resist for a long time before they collapse.
Thinking of this, the anxious Shivanu was just about to propose sending a troop back to defend the military stronghold two miles away, when the surrounding Juerhan light cavalry moved.
They first fired fiercely with archers, and then the light cavalry rushed and drove the garrison outside the military stronghold onto the hill.
Immediately afterwards, these light cavalry dismounted one after another, took out their slings and threw some large and small jars towards the military camp.
‘Boom!’ A violent explosion came, and the Mushan Bar of the military camp suddenly burst into flames.
"Kerosene! They brought kerosene!" The prime minister of the kingdom next to the Crown Prince turned pale. The military camp was surrounded by wooden fences and was filled with grain and hay for livestock. If it was covered with kerosene, it would not be possible at all.
Can't be extinguished.
Too fast! The move was too fast! Shiva Slave left the hill where the Crown Prince was without looking back.
His heart was pounding. The speed of movement and the number of coordination of those Juerhan light cavalry completely exceeded his imagination.
Before he could send reinforcements, the military stronghold was directly set on fire.
There were seven to eight hundred soldiers there, and they didn't even have a chance to resist.
There is no way to fight this battle, so leave quickly, leave now!
Seeing the livid expression on the face of the old fox father, Shivanu's son opened his mouth and was about to ask, but Shivanu waved his hand and pushed the words that came to his son's mouth back into his stomach.
"Get ready to leave! Be smart, Juerhan is not confronting us, but waiting for the light cavalry to make a detour. He has no intention of letting any of us go, so he made such an arrangement."
The son's face turned pale immediately. To be able to scare an old fox like his father, who was familiar with the battlefield, like this, the other party must be fully prepared.
"Father, Ju'er Khan has sent light cavalry to surround the rear, can we still escape?"
"So we have to leave now. We don't take any of the infantry with us. We also throw away our weapons. We only take water and dry food. One man and two horses run quickly. Now it depends on our luck!"
"Your Majesty, Bai Congxin and Hu Cile have completed their detour!" Fan Quan pointed at the You Yidu messenger with three red flags on his back in the distance and said.
"Then let's start! It's too weak!" Zhang Zhao touched his chin and muttered.
He wasn't even interested in going into battle to kill the enemy, so he gave those guys five days, and ended up organizing a mob of tens of thousands.
There were only a few qualified light cavalry to explore the 40,000-horse army. Bai Congxin and the others completed their mission of bypassing the enemy without encountering any resistance.
And judging from the formation on the opposite side, the various weapons, and the extremely low armor rate, they were purely temporary levies of city militia.
Except for the more than a thousand suspected heavy cavalry units, which looked decent, the rest of the combat effectiveness was not as good as the Mustafa levy army of the Samanid Dynasty.
‘Boom! Boom! Boom!’ The war drums were beating, and Ma Shacai led the light cavalry from Youyidu to attack first.
Their mission is first to cover the movement of the infantry formation, and secondly to harass Natsuki's infantry formation, scaring the rookies with bows and arrows and sprinting back and forth.
If the Shahi Dynasty's heavy cavalry comes out, they will fight and retreat at the same time, drawing the heavy cavalry towards their own heavy infantry.
The light cavalry charging in a wedge formation soon reached the side of the Shahi Dynasty. They kept riding their horses to bypass the right formation of the Shahi infantry.
The combined force of the arrows shot by the horse's sprinting force, even a six-double mounted bow, was not low in lethality, not to mention the pitifully low armor coverage rate of Natsuki's infantry.
The soldiers on the right wing were shot and killed mercilessly by Youyidu Qingqi, but Crown Prince Xia Xi and the Prime Minister of the Kingdom who were in the middle army had not yet discussed a battle plan.
Some people say that the Kshatriya heavy cavalry should be dispatched quickly to attack, while others think that the heavy cavalry is still wearing armor and Sudra archers should be dispatched to shoot at the enemy now.
There are also suggestions to shrink the formation and engage in defensive battles around the hills of the central army, and even more silly and frightening suggestions are whether it is possible to withdraw to the royal city and conduct defensive battles.
Crown Prince Natsuki has completely fallen into the abyss from the initial excitement of commanding an army of 40,000 in battle.
He was unable to make any judgment, because he felt that what everyone said was reasonable. The terrifying feeling of a war approaching with dark clouds over the city, which threatened to destroy the city, had already scared him to the point where his hands and feet were cold.
After waiting for a long time, no order was received from the Chinese army. The Natsuki infantrymen on the right could only passively start to save themselves.
Sudra archers in short clothes dispatched five hundred-man troops, lined up in front of the military formation, and fired at the Youyidu cavalry who were charging back and forth.
Tianzhu is hot and humid, and it is very difficult to preserve bows and arrows, so even the walking bows have low pulling power. Moreover, they are shooting in formation, but the cavalry is moving back and forth.
One side is able to move, the other side cannot move, one side is arrayed in a dense formation, and the other side is loosely galloping, and they are no longer on the same plane from the beginning.
Nine out of ten of the Sudra archers' shots at Youyidu's cavalry missed, and eighty-nine out of ten of the shots fired by Youyidu's cavalry on Sudra archers missed.
As a result, five centurions of Sudra archers faced off against more than 300 Youyidu cavalry, and they could only hold out for less than a quarter of an hour before these unlucky archers fled back crying.
Ma Shacai stretched out his ape arms, the bow string vibrated violently, and the arrows shot out quickly. A Sudra archer officer fell down at the sound. He picked up another arrow, and another person fell down in an instant.
"Du Tou, let's take a shot with the pear blossom gun. The opponent is too weak to shoot like this!"
A captain under Ma Shacai came close to him, and he shouted excitedly to Ma Shacai.
"Okay! Then let's charge!" Ma Shacai turned back and looked at his own infantry. They were still hundreds of steps away and were not approaching. He could no longer restrain his desire to kill the enemy.
With the opponent's fighting strength, you have to hurry up. If you are slow, others will beat you to it.