Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 234 You are wrong!
The Japanese cavalry array, after trotting slowly for 50 meters, began to gradually accelerate.

However, more than 130 cavalrymen in China are still trotting and have not entered the state of acceleration.

Fujihara looked contemptuously, the distance between the two sides was close to 400 meters, and the inferior Mongolian horse equipped by the Chinese dared not to speed up, but in just ten seconds, the big green horse he was sitting on would speed up to its peak.

At that time, the cavalry with a speed of 60 kilometers per hour will be like a speeding arrow, and the Chinese cavalry array that has not accelerated to the highest speed will be cut to pieces as effortlessly as butter.

Without the cavalry, the cavalry can only fight on their own. No matter how many people there are, what is the use?
This battle, he has won.

Fujiwara's arrogance naturally has his reasons. Leaving aside his riding skills and fighting will, the horses equipped by the two sides are very different.

The war horses of the Japanese army are commonly known as Dongyang horses. They are not local horse breeds, but have been carefully bred.

The cultivation of this war horse is not achieved overnight, it has gone through an extremely long process.

Since the Meiji Restoration, the rising Japan has attached great importance to the cultivation of war horses.The horses in Japan also belong to the Mongolian horse breed. Perhaps because of the "different" body attraction in the island country, the height of the Mongolian horse (the vertical distance from the top of the armor to the ground) was originally only 1.35 meters, and the height of the Mongolian horse dropped again in Japan. , but 1.3 meters.

Therefore, the Japanese government began to introduce Arabian horses, thoroughbred horses, and Anglo Arabian horses, and crossbreed these types of horses with native horses. After decades of hard work, they finally bred Japan's own famous Oriental horses.

For this, only military horses with a body height of 1.53 meters, a weight of 460 kilograms, and no cumbersome flesh are eligible to be cavalry horses.

In contrast, the Mongolian horses ridden by the Chinese cavalry are only 1.35 meters tall, and the heaviest weighs only 360 kilograms. The top speed is less than 50 kilometers per hour, and all indicators are far behind the Dongyang horses.

Of course, the Chinese cavalry chose Mongolian horses as war horses. Although they had no choice but to do so, Mongolian horses also had their advantages.

This kind of horse does not need to eat food, but can eat any forage in any season. It is also hard-working and not afraid of the cold, and its vitality is extremely tenacious.

To put it in plain English, it is easy to feed.This feature is most suitable for the current Chinese national conditions.

However, the Japanese oriental horses will lose weight if they are not equipped with refined grain for a day. As a result, the grain that Japanese cavalry usually carry is more horse grain than human rations, which is a completely precious thing.

In addition, Mongolian horses have an unparalleled advantage in long-distance marches. In the Northeast, cavalry used to march for ten days in a row, reaching 100 kilometers a day.

However, these characteristics have nothing to do with the current battlefield. Cavalry duels rely on the rapid increase in short-distance speed and the weight of the horse itself.

The horse breeds are already at an absolute disadvantage, not to mention that the Japanese cavalry has begun to accelerate, while a group of Chinese cavalry are still walking forward in a leisurely manner.

"Boom! Boom!" The sound of horseshoes resounded across the wilderness like thunder.

The hairs on the back of the heads of the excited Chinese cavalry exploded, and the horses sitting down snorted in horror, and the horseshoes accelerated involuntarily.

"Hold on, hold on, listen to my orders!" Gong Shaoxun glanced at Tang Dao in front of him with a stern face, and shouted loudly.

Some cavalrymen who were in palpitation stroked the necks of the restless horses and tried their best to calm down their hearts.

"Brother, the Japanese are speeding up." The young soldier couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"What are you panicking about? The officer has his reasons for not giving the order to sprint." The veteran growled coldly while staring straight ahead.

The squad leader's calm calmed down the flustered hearts of the young soldiers.

However, he didn't know that the palm of the veteran's hand holding Liaozao's thirteen cavalry spears was slippery.

The veteran trusted his commander, but he still couldn't control his fear in the face of the frenzied attack of the Japanese cavalry.

The distance between the two sides has reached 300 meters, and the Japanese cavalry has entered the final stage of acceleration.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a cloud of dark clouds is rolling in from the opposite side, overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the earth.

The ground seemed to be trembling.

However, Gong Shaoxun, Tang Dao and the two cavalry company commanders at the forefront of the cavalry line were still holding on to their speed, and the Chinese cavalry were still jogging.

250 meters!
200 meters!
"gun!"

Following Fujiwara's broken roar and his movement of holding the horse's belly tightly with his legs and holding the gun forward, the Japanese cavalry raised their lances one after another.

This is the conventional tactic before the cavalry duel. From the very beginning, the saber was raised to prepare the cold weapon-style slashing tactic, which has become outdated after the hot weapon is available.

The distance of 200 meters is enough for the cavalry to shoot the bullets in the lance first and then draw out the saber hanging on the belly of the horse.

"Avoid!" After Gong Shaoxun roared, he turned to one side, his whole body was hidden under the horse's belly, showing his excellent riding skills.

Some of the Chinese cavalry were lying on their horses, and some of them imitated their officers, and their whole bodies hung in the air and hid on the side of the horse's belly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" After a burst of gunfire, at least ten people from the Chinese cavalry side fell under the horses, and some horses were hit by bullets, screaming and roaring, ignoring the cavalry's best efforts to control them, and galloping with all four hooves. Out of the formation, ran 30 meters and fell to the ground exhausted.

The cavalry who fell off their horses had no intention of getting up and running away, but scrambled and crawled to find the nearest ditch.

That was the only place where he could survive, otherwise, without waiting for the Japanese cavalry to kill him, he would have been trampled by his own horses and his bones would have been broken.

Once the cavalry enters the combat state, they will never stop for anyone, not even the supreme commander. Those who fall from the horse during the charge have a death rate of more than 90.00%.

Either fell to death, or was trampled to death by a horse's hoof.

The marksmanship of the Japanese cavalry is good. On the horseback of the high-speed charge, they can still hit the same moving target 200 meters away. Give them a chance to shoot again. Perhaps the more than 130 Chinese cavalry who are facing them can fight them. Troops were even.

It's just that they ran out of time, and the Chinese cavalry that had already started would not stop.

"Abandon the gun! Draw the sword!" Fujimoto turned his wrist slightly on the horse advancing at high speed, inserted the short lance into one side of the pouch, and then drew out the saber on the other side, pointing forward.

That set of movements is so skillful that it can be called beautiful, even the cavalry captain beside him who has served in the army for more than five years has to admire this noble second generation, gold plating is gold plating, but he definitely has skills.

The entire cavalry regiment would never have more than ten people who could draw their guns and draw their swords without any hesitation on a fast-moving horse.

Most of the cavalry either took several seconds to insert their lances into their pouches, or simply dropped their lances and drew their sabers.

If the battle is won, then the lance will be picked up. If it fails, the lance will be of no use.

The Japanese will also judge the situation, not all of them are stubborn and dead-headed.In particular, they are noble cavalry, can they be compared with those bumpkin infantry?
Throwing a gun counts as a ball!
The distance between the two sides was already close to 150 meters, and at the speed of charging the Dongyang horse at full speed, it was only two breaths before they could kill the Chinese cavalry formation that had just picked up their speed.

However, there was no previous confidence and contempt in Fujiwara's eyes, and his intuition made him feel that something was wrong.

How can a cavalry who can take the initiative to walk out of the woods and fight with him be so unbearable?Didn't start accelerating until this damn time?
Could it be that they still have some conspiracy?
It's just that no matter how something feels wrong, he is now in the charge state, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and swords ahead, he still has to charge.

If it's a sea of ​​fire, then level it down; if it's a mountain of knives, then smash it into pieces.

Fujiwara's eyes gradually calmed down, and the knife in his hand clenched even tighter.

However, the next moment, the calm eyes froze just now.

"Despicable!" Fujiwara's roar sounded.

He himself is on the side of the body, the whole body is suspended in the air, hiding under the belly of the horse galloping at high speed.

The formation of the Chinese cavalry suddenly changed and spread out to the two wings, seemingly trying to avoid the peaks of the Japanese cavalry.

This was originally an extremely wrong choice. The horses are charging at high speed, but it does not mean that they cannot turn, and the speed of the avoiding cavalry will decrease again. Isn't that suicide?
But the guns suddenly raised by the cavalry in the front row were the main reason for the proud Japanese nobles to hide themselves in a ball.

That's not a single-shot lance, it's a submachine gun.

　I recommend a friend's historical article "Daqin 500 Years", which is well written, you can read it.

　　


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