Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 115 Human Massacre
  The sight range of heavy armored cavalry is actually relatively narrow. Whether it is full-covered armor or face armor, it will greatly limit their field of vision. It is like adding a layer of "debuff" to heavy cavalry. When necessary, the war horse will also be debuffed. Blindfolded, just for it to charge regardless.

The billowing yellow dust smoke enveloped the battlefield like mist, and there was even a hazy sense of beauty. But then, countless Zhenyuan armors came riding on the wind and sand, using their chilling momentum and iron hooves to crush this beauty. Trampled to pieces.

The experienced Xia people were squatting or kneeling at this time, with their buttocks sticking out, which meant they had given up on fighting back.

Because it was summer time, when many Zhenyuan Army cavalry rushed past them, they could even see the bony chests and backs of the Xia soldiers. Coupled with their strange postures, it really formed an eye-catching scenery on the battlefield. .

The wind and sand were so powerful that they were boundless, but there were still a few Xia army formations struggling to hold on against the wind and sand.

The eyes of several cavalry generals lit up. Although they were leading their troops in different places in the cavalry formation, at this moment, they turned their horses in a tacit understanding and rushed towards the relatively complete military formations.

The arrows fired from the Xia army's formation were blown away by the oncoming strong wind and fell softly. Even the soldiers couldn't open their eyes and stare at the Zhenyuan Army cavalry.

"rush!"

The shouts were very dull and could not be heard at all, but their general flags and command flags were swaying in the wind and sand. The soldiers who saw the flags could only follow the flags and charge. The remaining ones who could not see them could only charge wherever their comrades rushed. , they followed subconsciously.

bang bang
  There was a series of dull sounds, and the rolling dust and sand were suddenly stained with countless blood colors.

The normal official supply equipment of the Xia army is:
  For the regular army, one horse and one camel each; for the regimental training envoys and above: one tent, one bow, five hundred arrows, one horse, five camels, flags, drums, spears, swords, sticks, rice bags, felts, and huntuo , a back rope, a spade, an axe, an arrow, and an iron claw fence each; below the governor there are no tents, no flags and drums, each person has a camel, three hundred arrows, and one curtain beam.

The so-called immortal horse means that if he dies in the army, the military leader will have to pay compensation. In addition, most of the ordnance distributed can even be calculated in single digits.

The Xia people claim that all the people are soldiers, and they bring their own armor, weapons, and dry food when they join the army. In other words, 80% of the country's troops are farmers or herdsmen.

As for the Zhenyuan Army, they usually provide good food and drink. War horses, armor, and ordnance all only require Liu Ling to collect and supply them. Take arrows as an example. An archer in Liu Ling's army is wearing light armor and saber. There are ten arrows in the quiver, and a large formation of the Zhenyuan Army will be equipped with at least four hundred archers, shooting arrows on both wings.

This time, those at the forefront were almost all armored cavalry, and most of the soldiers and horses following the middle army and the two wings also galloped to the center of the battlefield on horseback.

But the horses they were riding on were not enough to be used as war horses, so when they arrived at the center of the battlefield, all the soldiers and soldiers dismounted and formed a formation. At this time, it was already difficult to transmit orders, but there were still many people on the opposite side of the Xia army. As long as they were separated from each other, When Zing Fengsha sees it, just follow the comrades beside him and kill him.

At this moment, the dust was overwhelming, but on the Xia people's side, they could see the silhouettes of Zhenyuan Army cavalry breaking through the smoke and attacking, seemingly endlessly.

The word "tough folk customs" cannot be compared to the strength of a tiger and a wolf.

Han Shizhong was wearing a full-covering hood and his sight was extremely limited, but there were many cavalrymen galloping in front of his horse. Han Shizhong only had to swing his sword from time to time to kill the fish that were missed by his comrades in front.

The horse stick that followed him from the Song Dynasty to Yandi, and then from Yandi to here finally broke when he picked up the corpse of a Xia man. Han Shizhong felt a faint regret in his heart, but he threw it away without hesitation. He grabbed the horse, drew his sword with his backhand, and chopped down a Xia soldier.

He couldn't remember how many he had killed, but even his chest began to be covered with a layer of sticky blood.

He couldn't remember how long he had been charging. He only knew that the front of him suddenly became a lot brighter. A cavalryman who had always been charging in front of him suddenly swayed and fell down along with his horse. Han Shizhong subconsciously reined in his horse. Around him, cavalry kept stopping.

Han Shizhong looked around through the small hole in the saddle, but did not see the figure of You Xiaren, so he turned over and dismounted. At this time, the fatigue all over his body surged up. When he held the reins and dismounted, his hands suddenly trembled, and he almost didn't notice the whole thing. People smashed it down.

Wearing at least fifty kilograms of heavy armor, if you were to fall really hard, you would almost be crippled.

A hand supported his waist. After Han Shizhong barely stood still, he recognized a soldier beside him. The latter pointed to the horse lying next to him and said in a hoarse voice: "General, the horses are exhausted from running."

"Where's the commander?" Han Shizhong remembered that he rushed in front of Liu Ling, but the wind and sand around him were strong and he was wearing a hood, so he couldn't look behind him when he rushed.

He took off his pocket, and the cold blood ran down the edge of the pocket and fell drop by drop on his neck. Han Shizhong reached out and wiped it, and suddenly his hands felt sticky.

A gust of breeze blew across his face. More and more soldiers stopped around them, and Han Shizhong couldn't help but follow the sound.

He saw the former fierce soldiers kneeling beside their horses, looking around aimlessly. Someone was lame, and there was a comrade helping him walk next to him. Someone was staggering among his comrades and suddenly collapsed. The ground cannot rise.

There are also countless people who died in the sand and on the road of charge.

However, when Han Shizhong looked farther away, the sandstorm finally stopped, the sky gradually became clear, and the warm sunshine came out and fell on the great plains for several miles in radius.

Behind the Zhenyuan Army lay the corpses of countless Xia people.

The sound of horse hoofbeats came, and a small cheer sounded in Han Shizhong's ears. At this time, even the injured soldiers struggled to stand up straight and puff out their chests.

Liu Ling untied the bag and threw it casually on the ground. The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground should have been heard, but because it was full of blood, the bag only made a muffled sound when it hit the ground, and blood splashed everywhere.

Both his left and right arms had lost strength. Originally, he had expected to pick up the knife at this time and shout to the soldiers again that we have won.

But I was really too tired to move anymore.

Two soldiers came over, helped Liu Ling get off his horse, and slowly took off his armor. At this time, more Zhenyuan Army soldiers gathered.

Liu Ling sat on the ground and looked at the soldiers around him with calm eyes. His eyes only moved slightly when he saw the soldiers lying on the ground.

Xia people's prisoners were everywhere, but more of them were corpses.

For a few miles between the banks of the Yellow River to the north of Huaizhou and to the south, corpses of Xia people were lying on their heads. Within a few miles, if you looked around, you could see corpses lying all over the ground.

At this moment, they are not the only ones looking at the results of their victory.

The Xia army that had taken the initiative to withdraw from the battlefield when the sandstorm arrived was facing the Shunjun Division on the right side. At this moment, many people knelt down in the direction of the corpse and shouted something with fear on their faces. That feeling of fear , even comparable to the smell of blood on the battlefield at this moment.

An army just stepped on the wind and sand to fight towards the opposite side. Now, they are stepping on the corpses and blood on the ground, slowly walking back. Around them and under their feet, there is an endless mountain of corpses and sea of ​​​​blood, and their boots step on The sound of water squeaking could be heard on the ground.

At the head is a flag with the character Liu.

"What are they shouting?" Liu Kai asked directly. He didn't understand Dangxiang dialect very well.

Ma Kuo thought about the translation of Dangxiang dialect and Song dialect, twitched the corner of his mouth and murmured:
  "Human massacre."

Liu Ling came back slowly. He did not look at the Xia army envoy who came over with a flattering look on his face. Instead, he looked at Liu Kai and Ma Kuo and said softly:
  "Great victory, got it."

Ma Kuo took a step forward, bowed and gave a full salute.

(End of this chapter)