Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Five Great Broken Wolf Riding
The morning dawned, the sun parted the clouds and revealed its smiling face, and the mountains were bathed in the golden and soft sunlight and looked shining.
If it were normal, the melodious chirping of birds would have spread throughout the mountain stream, but today the rumble of thousands of galloping horses completely broke the tranquility of the morning.
The wolf rider brandished a scimitar and roared proudly as he galloped forward, mixed with an intimidating momentum.
Yang Fan took a deep breath, raised his arms high, and shouted: "Everyone is ready, as long as the Tibetan army rushes over, let's throw the thunder in our hands..."
As the Tibetan cavalry entered the first line of defense, the minefield, deafening explosions directly set off huge waves.
Fortunately, Yang Fan was prepared and covered the horses' ears with cloth strips.
The Tubo cavalry were not so lucky. They were either blown into pieces or trampled by frightened horses.
Even though the wolf riders were skilled in riding, the sudden change left them at a loss, and the entire canyon seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.
Seeing the scene of flesh and blood flying around, Yang Fan felt a little disgusted. These are real people!
But there is no other way. War is cruel. Either you die or I die. You can't have the slightest mercy when the victory or defeat is not decided.
A few hundred meters of minefield turned into a Shura field, but some cavalry still broke through the minefield.
The Wolf Riders were indeed the elite among the elite. Even though half of them were killed or wounded, no one retreated. Although the charge formation was a bit messy, they could still maintain it.
In the blink of an eye, the Wolf Cavalry was already within the attack range of the grenade.
I saw Yang Fan's raised arm pressing down, shouting: "Hang Tian Lei is waiting for you!"
Following the order, everyone pulled out the lead wire according to the operating procedures and threw it as hard as possible towards the enemy camp.
Watching the raindrop-like grenade make a roaring sound again, the hot air wave formed a small shock wave with the explosion, projecting the iron pieces of the "grenade" in all directions.
Countless iron pieces flew wildly and unbridled, destroying everything in their way irresistibly. The wails echoed through the night again, and the remaining limbs flew randomly in the explosion.
Suffering another brutal blow, the Tubo cavalry's impact formation could no longer be maintained and collapsed instantly.
Wolf Cavalry was completely dumbfounded!
Faced with the earth-shattering explosion, they were a little overwhelmed. What happened in front of them was beyond their understanding. This was simply the coming of the God of Thunder!
Where have they seen this shocking new weapon?
For the ancients, the lethality of thermal weapons was too great!
However, contrary to the wolf cavalry, the five hundred soldiers did not have a trace of fear, but instead a sense of enthralling admiration rose in their hearts.
Tubo's powerful cavalry suffered heavy losses in a matter of seconds. With a general like this, what do you have to fear?
Sure enough, as the general said, he can take everyone back safely. No enemy can keep them here, not even the powerful Tibetan cavalry.
After bursts of neighing, all the grenades and landmines had been exhausted. Seeing that more than half of the Tubo cavalry were dead or injured, Yang Fan was overjoyed. The effect was so good that he was overjoyed.
Technology is always the primary productive force. We must intensify our efforts in research and development after we return home. Thermal weapons are indeed the ultimate magic weapon to restrain cavalry.
Little did Yang Fan know that the reason why it was so effective was because this weapon was used on the battlefield for the first time, and it had an unexpected effect, catching Tubo by surprise.
Moreover, the huge explosions and powerful destructive power of grenades and landmines frightened the war horses.
After all, animals have a natural fear of sudden loud noises, so the Tibetan cavalry were trampled and less than half of them died.
As long as you are prepared, it is generally impossible to achieve such an effect.
Although Yang Fan didn't know much about the art of war, he knew that opportunities should not be missed and they will never come back. He felt heroic and had no intention of retreating. He directly pulled out the horizontal sword from his waist and shouted loudly: "Follow me and charge!"
"kill……"
The personal guards and more than 500 soldiers raised their gleaming swords at the same time, roaring and charging towards the panicked Tubo cavalry.
The soldiers met each other in close combat, making the sound of swords and swords.
Yang Fan took the lead, followed closely by the personal guards, who kept waving their long knives like a group of killing machines. This group of people were like demons on earth, not a blade of grass growing in their path.
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More than 500 soldiers were also stunned by the invincible bravery of Yang Fan and his guards, and became more and more fearless of death.
The morale of the arrogant Tubo Wolf Riders dropped to the lowest point after repeated setbacks.
Seeing the wolf-like and tiger-like Tang army as if they were in an uninhabited land, and knowing that their defeat was certain, they completely lost the last trace of their will to fight.
I don’t know which one took the lead, pulled up the reins, turned around and ran away desperately...
The sound of fighting gradually dissipated, and the entire road in the canyon was stained red with blood and became a mess.
The fresh air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the strong smell of blood.
Corpses, broken flesh, and blood all over the place were like a picture of hell on earth.
Yang Fan sat astride the horse, the long knife was still dripping with blood, but the blade had rows of gaps at some point, and his expression was a little dazed.
He never imagined that he would see the day when he would regard human life as nothing. Looking at the blood-red ground and broken limbs everywhere, his stomach was churning and he vomited it out.
The minds of the guards and guards were blank, their hands and feet were still trembling, and they couldn't even believe the facts in front of them.
Is this a win?
From ancient times to the present, who dares to defeat tens of thousands of cavalry with a few hundred soldiers?
But they did it.
The most important thing is that they not only withstood it, but also won it completely.
The next second, the soldiers who came back to their senses let out an earth-shattering roar.
Not only the joy of surviving the disaster, but also the sincere admiration for Yang Fan's unpredictable methods.
We were already determined to die, but who would have thought that victory would come so easily?
What a surprise!
The joy of surviving a desperate situation and the shock of defeating the Wolf Cavalry sent cheers throughout the world.
How many armies in the world dare to challenge the Tubo Wolf Cavalry?
In their opinion, this prince is the god of thunder descending to earth. Otherwise, how could he invent the thunder to blast the fierce and powerful Tubo cavalry to the point of crying for their mother?
Yang Fan let out a long breath, and suddenly found that his whole body was soaked with blood. The morning breeze blew gently, making his whole body feel cold.
No one knew that at the moment when the Tibetan cavalry rushed towards him, Yang Fan almost turned around and ran away.
This is not because Yang Fan is cowardly, but because of human nature.
Those who have never experienced a cavalry charge can never imagine the fear in their hearts at that moment!
That fear has nothing to do with life or death, but a deep sense of helplessness.
Fortunately, the final victory belongs to you!
A smile overflowed from the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, looking very proud.
Even the bravest Tubo wolf riders are not vulnerable to hot weapons!
However, he also knew that he was lucky. If the Tibetan cavalry had strong enough military qualities and the determination not to be afraid of death, they might have been completely annihilated.
But Yang Fan made the right bet, and history belongs to the winner.
More importantly, this group of well-trained special forces, although there were only a few dozen of them, used their demon-like ruthlessness to destroy the last trace of Wolf Rider's spirit.
Soldiers trained using modern means and equipped with modern weapons are indeed powerful enough.
As long as it can be promoted, the army will be invincible, and it will have the confidence to carry out drastic reforms. By then, the Tang Dynasty will usher in a truly prosperous age.
But Yang Fan didn't dare to stay any longer, because there were more important things to do...