The Xianbei cavalry rushed towards Cao Jun with the force of earth shattering. They roared and roared, vowing to trample Cao Jun under their feet and use their blood to wash away the shame of the previous collapse.
"Raise your shield!" Gao Shun ordered, and the soldiers in the first few rows of the trapped camp raised their iron shields.
Before the expedition, Lu Xun, a new soldier in the trapped camp, expected that during this battle, the trapped camp would most likely encounter enemy cavalry, so he quickly prepared a batch of large iron shields as a shield.
Used to resist the impact of war horses.
The iron shield is large enough to cover most of a person's body.
Although the trapped camp is a force that mainly focuses on offense, it does not mean that the trapped camp only knows how to attack. What's more, facing the impact of nearly 30,000 cavalry, there is no way anyone would foolishly launch an attack with more than a thousand infantry.
No matter how brave the infantry is, it is impossible to fight against the cavalry. Doing so is not fighting, but committing suicide.
The Art of War says: "The way to attack and defend is to relax." Only troops that are good at attacking and defending at the same time can be regarded as truly elite divisions.
"Bang bang bang—" the sound of impact kept ringing.
The impact of the cavalry running at its fastest speed is so powerful that it is simply unimaginable. Even though the sergeants in the formation were well prepared and raised their shields to attack, when the Xianbei cavalry rode their horses against the iron shield,
Those unlucky soldiers trapped in the battle were inevitably knocked out.
In just one collision, nearly 300 soldiers trapped in the camp were hit with broken bones and tendons, and more than 70% of them were directly killed.
Gao Shun's pupils shrank when he saw it. In just a moment, his trapped camp had been reduced by one-sixth.
Gao Shun's heart was bleeding. Since the war in Guandu, the trapped camp had managed to recover a little bit of its vitality. But now facing the Xianbei army, this unit that had just regained some of its vitality was expected to suffer heavy casualties again.
The sergeants in the trapped camp are all elite soldiers, and the death of each elite soldier is a heavy loss. But aren't the so-called elite soldiers more often than not meant to make you die heroically on the battlefield?
This is the fate of elite troops.
However, although this burst of defense caused considerable damage to the trapped camp, it also slightly slowed down the impact of the Xianbei cavalry.
Although its speed slowed down only for a moment, Cao Jun still seized this fleeting opportunity well.
Only Zhang He's voice was heard: "Euphorborer, raise your halberd and stab!"
Although both the Trap Camp and the Euphorbia Warriors were top-notch elite soldiers in the Central Plains, facing such a large number of cavalry, neither the Trap Camp nor the Euphorbia Warriors could resist the opponent's attack on their own.
Only by joining forces can we have a chance of survival.
The trapped camp first sent some men in a shield formation to slow down the cavalry's charge, and then the euphorbia warriors immediately raised their halberds and stabbed the opponent's horse in the belly with their halberds.
The weapon originally used by the Euphorbia warriors was a long halberd with a length of one foot and five feet. However, before the expedition, in order to more effectively kill the cavalry, Zhang He ordered all the blacksmiths in Xuchang City to rush out a batch of weapons overnight. Now the Euphorbiae
The length of the halberds used by the soldiers was all increased to one foot or eight feet.
In other words, the length of the halberds held by the Euphorbia warriors now all exceed four meters.
The Euphorbia warriors formed a square halberd formation at this time. As soon as the soldiers in front who raised their shields to fight retreated, these Euphorbia warriors immediately stepped forward one after another and struck with their halberds. They did not seek to kill the horses.
The Xianbei knight on his back was aiming to kill the horse under the opponent's knight's crotch as his primary goal.
Stab the horse's belly, hook the horse's legs, cut off the horse's neck, as long as they can drive the Xianbei knights off their horses, the Euphorbia warriors can do anything.
When the Xianbei knight fell off his horse, someone immediately came up with a knife and killed him with a knife while he was still struggling.
The soldiers who carried swords to kill people were the sergeants in the trapped camp. Gao Shun divided the trapped camp into two groups, each group of 600 people. One group was responsible for holding up shields to defend against the Xianbei cavalry, while the other group
Then he held a short sword and killed the Xianbei people who had been driven off their horses by the Euphorbia warriors.
First, some of the trapped sergeants raised their shields to resist, slowing down the impact of the Xianbei cavalry; then the euphorbia warriors waited for the opportunity to attack the opponent's horses with long halberds exceeding four meters; finally, another group of trapped sergeants holding short knives stepped forward to kill those soldiers.
The fallen Xianbei knight.
This is the cooperation between the trapped camp and the Euphorbia warriors, a perfect coordination of tactics.
If the opponent's cavalry is equal to their own, then Gao Shun and Zhang He fully believe that this battle will end with their own victory. However, it is a pity that Xianbei's cavalry is too numerous, not three to five thousand, but a full
The total of 30,000 trapped camp and Euphorbia warriors is only about 4,000. The 4,000 infantry, no matter how outstanding their combat power is and no matter how sophisticated their tactics are, they will still be weak when faced with cavalry seven times their size.
It's just a mantis acting like a chariot.
Fortunately, the trapped camp and the Euphorbia soldiers quickly received assistance. The Cao cavalry, which had been forced back by the Xianbei cavalry, got a chance to breathe due to the blockage of the two elite troops. At this time, the Cao cavalry had regrouped and turned towards the Xianbei cavalry again.
Kill.
Gao Shun and the others were fighting like crazy on one side, while on the other side, Cao Zhen was riding alone into the formation and was now trapped in a tight siege.
Kebineng's personal guards surrounded him and did not give him any room to escape.
Although Cao Zhen flashed the spear in his hand repeatedly, he still could not open a hole through which he could escape.
If this continues, let alone killing Ke Bineng, I'm afraid I'll end up here before long.
Kebineng's personal guards are all powerful and brave. Although they are not as good as Luhun, they are at least at the centurion level.
If there were only two or three people on the other side, Cao Zhen would naturally not be afraid. But now dozens of people are surrounding Cao Zhen. To be honest, it is not easy for Cao Zhen to persist so far.
A scimitar was seen drawing a cruel arc in the air, and finally struck Cao Zhen on the wrist, splattering a pool of blood.
Cao Zhen's arm hurt and he almost dropped his spear.
Do I, Cao Zidan, really have to confess here today? Cao Zhen was extremely angry and full of unwillingness.
Cao Zhen is not afraid of death. The man has returned as a horse leather corpse, and dying on the battlefield is Cao Zhen's long-cherished wish. But after all, Cao Zhen is only twenty years old. This age is a great opportunity for a man to make achievements. Now Cao Zhen has not made any achievements, but he is about to die violently.
Outside the Great Wall, how could he not have any regrets in his heart?
But even if you are unwilling, even if you are regretful, so what? Can this kind of sadness and anger be turned into a weapon to kill the enemy?
Just when Cao Zhen was about to despair, he suddenly remembered the sound of horse hoofbeats behind him.
What followed immediately was the sound of piercing the air produced when the sword was swung.
Blood spurted out and sprinkled Cao Zhen's face.
But this blood is not Cao Zhen's own.
Cao Zhen was dumbfounded. Several Xianbei people who had been surrounding him before turned into headless corpses in the blink of an eye. From their broken necks, pillars of blood spurted into the sky.