Master Lu certainly would not rush directly to the front line of the battlefield to fight desperately. When his subordinates rushed forward, the speed of the rhino horse he was riding gradually slowed down, and finally stopped a few hundred meters away from the Shatu camp, watching from the side. The guards around him protected him, and each of them took out the shields hanging on the saddle to form several walls around him, as if they were afraid that he would be injured by the stray arrows of the Shatu people in the distance.
Yan Liqiang and his men did not stop, but rushed towards the Shatu camp together with Zhao Tianyi's cavalry.
The bow in his hand had already been held by Yan Liqiang. When the Shatu people rushing towards him entered the range of Yan Liqiang's bow and arrow, Yan Liqiang drew the bow. With the first arrow, he shot a Shatu person off his horse.
"Brother Wang, you have great archery skills..." Zhao Tianyi cheered loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, the archers among the troops led by Zhao Tianyi raised their bows and shot the first round of arrows at the Shatu people.
Amid the chaos, more than a dozen Shatu people who rushed over fell down at once, while the arrows shot from the Shatu camp were only a few.
Compared with Yan Liqiang and his men, the long-range strike power of half of the cavalry battalion under Master Lu was even greater. However, after the first round of arrows, nearly half of the Shatu cavalry who were rushing towards them fell down at once, forty or fifty people. After the second round, there were only more than ten of the forty or fifty people still rushing forward. The two sides quickly approached within fifty meters. The assault formation of half of the cavalry battalion under Master Lu changed rapidly. The archers stepped back and a row of cavalry with crossbows rushed forward. The Shatu cavalry rushed over with ghosts howling, and before they got close, what was waiting for them was a rain of crossbow arrows. The crossbow arrows had a wider coverage area, and in an instant, more than a dozen Shatu cavalry and their rhinoceros horses all fell to the ground like hedgehogs.
The first batch of more than 100 Shatu cavalrymen who rushed towards the cavalry under Prince Lu were all destroyed before they could even reach the side of the regular cavalry and touch a single hair, falling under the attack of bows and crossbows.
This scene made Master Lu, who was watching the battle from a distance, blush. He was so excited that he kept muttering to himself, "Damn it, damn it, so fast, so fast, this first wave of heads... these heads... can at least be exchanged for a thousand acres of grassland... I should have asked my father to send all the cavalry battalions here. If our cavalry battalions were all equipped with powerful bows or crossbows, we could shoot the enemy to death before they even get close to us every time we fight. Wouldn't that make us invincible..."
What Master Lu didn't know was that the vision he was muttering to himself in excitement was exactly the same as Yan Liqiang's idea of building a cavalry archer. It's just that he didn't think as rigorously and meticulously as Yan Liqiang, nor did he have as deep an understanding of cavalry archers as Yan Liqiang did. He didn't have the means and ability to mass-produce cavalry archers. He just had a flash of thought in his mind and instinctively felt that such cavalry might be very powerful. Of course, Master Lu at this time would not have thought that just a few months later, he would truly witness the metal storm brought by the first cavalry archer unit in the Silver Continent on the Gulang Grassland...
These Shatu people were caught off guard by Yan Liqiang and his men. After the first wave of somewhat organized counterattacks was instantly broken and disintegrated, a few Shatu people rushed out of the camp on rhinoceros horses with swords in their hands. Although their courage was commendable, they were essentially seeking death. Before they could rush to Yan Liqiang and his men, they had already been shot into hedgehogs by arrows.
In just a blink of an eye, with the sound of thundering iron hooves, more than 2,000 cavalrymen rushed into the Shatu camp from two directions at the same time and began to kill.
The Shatu people in the camp were in a panic, and it was difficult to organize any decent resistance. All of them were running away, screaming, and resisting instinctively. However, this sporadic, independent resistance was a futile struggle in front of the Han cavalry, which had an absolute numerical advantage and was fully organized.
"Ah..." A cavalryman from Zhaojiazhuang who was running behind Yan Liqiang screamed, covered his neck which was hit by an arrow, and fell off his horse.
Hearing the sound of someone beside him being shot and falling to the ground, Yan Liqiang pulled the bow without thinking, turned his body towards the nine o'clock direction, and shot an arrow, hitting a Shatu archer holding a bow a hundred meters away and knocking him off an ox cart not far away.
Zhao Tianyi brandished the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand, his dark face was murderous, he roared, and under the urging of Ma Li, the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand was like a soul-stealing crescent moon, with just one move, he cut the five Shatu people who rushed over from the ground into two parts, he roared while killing, "Zhao Liu, kill the Shatu people with bows first, don't let them hurt our brothers..."
“Yes…” A leader holding a bow in the Zhaojiazhuang team responded loudly, and then led his archers to shoot and kill the Shatu people who were still resisting with bows and arrows in the camp.
There were not many Shatu archers in the camp to begin with. After being tossed around by Yan Liqiang and his men all night, there were only a few left. At this time, after being attacked again, there were only a few left. Gradually, in the entire camp, the only sounds were the Han archers drawing their bows and the metal crossbows constantly stringing and shooting.
The power of the metal crossbow, in this situation, is simply terrifying.
The cavalry camp on Master Lu's side was composed entirely of hundreds of cavalrymen on horseback holding metal crossbows and pushing forward. Anyone exposed in front of them, regardless of gender, age or status, would be shot before they even reached them as long as they dared to rush over. Even if there were one or two people who unexpectedly emerged from under the bellies of ox carts or horses and tried to rush over, when they rushed over, what was waiting for them was not panicked faces, but long cavalry spears that were stabbing at them with cold light.
There were fewer and fewer Shatu people holding knives, and more and more Shatu people holding all kinds of weapons, such as daggers, kitchen knives, rakes, and sticks. However, to the Han cavalry who rushed into the camp, these people were no different from those with weapons. What was resting on their necks was not their heads, but ten acres of green grassland, so they would show no mercy.
In the blink of an eye, half of the arrows in the quiver in Yan Liqiang's hand were empty, and they had already rushed to the core area of the camp.
Amid the cries of pain and shouting and the sounds of fighting, Yan Liqiang glanced and vaguely saw seven or eight terrified Shatu people jumping onto rhinoceros horses in the distance, lying low on the horses' backs, and riding their horses away. Among those fleeing Shatu people, two were dressed in gorgeous clothes and did not seem to be ordinary Shatu people.
Zhao Tianyi was charging at the other side, seemingly not noticing the situation here. Yan Liqiang didn't even think twice, and clamped his legs against the dark cloud covering the snow. The dark cloud covering the snow was like a sports car with the accelerator pressed down, and it rushed towards the fleeing Shatu people...
(End of this chapter)