OBS Chapter 334 You, are you lying to me about what you're doing?
Chapter 334 You, are you lying to me about what you're doing?
With a series of creaking sounds, the north gate of Penglai County slowly opened, and the dilapidated drawbridge was lowered. Qian Er, the commander of Dengzhou Guard, led more than a thousand cavalrymen from the former Thousand Households of Dengzhou Guard out of Penglai County.
After leaving Penglai County, Qian Er did not immediately lead the cavalry of the former Thousand Households to charge forward. Instead, he slowed down and led more than a thousand cavalrymen leisurely towards the direction of the Yellow Turban believers and Japanese pirates.
That leisurely posture didn't look like he was going to war and kill people; it looked more like he was going out of town for a ride.
As the distance between the two sides drew closer and closer, until they were only two miles apart, Qian Er, who was charging ahead, increased his speed slightly.
Hu Biao, the commander of the Leopard Guard, said at the right moment: "Your Highness, Commander Qian was advancing slowly just now to save horsepower. Now, by increasing the speed a little, we can let the warhorses gradually adapt."
"When the two sides are only a mile apart, Commander Qian will speed up his horse and make it run. When the two sides are only a few steps apart, Commander Qian will charge with all his might."
Riding a horse in battle is similar to driving a car. At the beginning, you need to warm up the car to allow the engine oil to lubricate it fully. Also, you can't start in fifth gear right away; there needs to be a shifting process in between.
While pondering wildly in his mind, Yang Shaofeng kept an eye on the movements below the city.
Sure enough, when the Dengzhou cavalry were still a mile away from the Yellow Turban believers and Japanese pirates, Qian Er once again accelerated, and his warhorse went from a light trot to a long gallop.
When Qian Er was only a few dozen steps away from the Yellow Turban followers and Japanese pirates, his warhorse had already adopted a charging stance, displaying a violent and aesthetically pleasing quality.
At this moment, the Yellow Turban followers and Japanese pirates did not take Qian Er's cavalry seriously at all, and even launched a counter-charge with great shouts.
Such an unusual scene was something that not only Yang Shaofeng had never seen before, but even Hu Biao, who had fought countless battles, was somewhat bewildered.
No, they were carrying several swords and launching a counter-charge against the cavalry that had already picked up speed?
Hu Biao couldn't help but take a closer look at the figures of the Yellow Turban believers and Japanese pirates in the distance, then looked down at his own figure, and began to question the meaning of life.
With my physique, I could easily take on at least one and a half Yellow Turban followers or Japanese pirates, if not two.
Even so, this commander did not dare to confront the cavalry head-on, so where did those Yellow Turban believers and Japanese pirates get the courage?
Or were those Yellow Turban believers truly invulnerable to swords and spears, and those Japanese pirates as fearless as legend suggests, even able to withstand the charge of warhorses?
Just as Yang Shaofeng and Hu Biao were questioning the meaning of life, Qian Er, who had just chopped off the head of a Japanese pirate, was also questioning the meaning of life.
That's right, their heads were indeed lost, but I haven't seen them pick them up—who the hell gave them the guts to launch a counterattack against me, the commander?
Could it be the Liang that the prince consort mentioned?
hiss~
Who exactly is this guy surnamed Liang? How could he make these Yellow Turbans and Japanese pirates so fearless?
Immediately afterwards, Qian Er fell into a state of rage.
I was just startled by these things.
They were even mentally prepared to die on the battlefield.
I'll fuck your mother!
If Hu Biao finds out about this, how will I, the commander, ever have the face to return to the capital again?
Qian Er's face flushed red and then turned pale. In his extreme anger, he let out a roar and led his cavalrymen directly toward the sea.
Today, this commander will drill through these bastards, then turn around and drill through them again! Twice! Three times!
As it turns out, cavalry in the era of cold weapons was a nightmare for unprepared infantry.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Qian Er had led a thousand cavalrymen to break through the formation of the Yellow Turban believers and the Japanese pirates.
Yang Shaofeng stared blankly at the Yellow Turban followers and Japanese pirates who were beginning to descend into chaos below the city, and couldn't help but look at Hu Biao and ask, "This..."
Hu Biao stared blankly at the distant battlefield, and after a long while, he stammered, "This subordinate can't explain what happened either."
Yang Shaofeng's lips twitched, and he turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
At this moment, Qian Er had led a thousand cavalrymen to completely break through the formation of the Yellow Turban believers and Japanese pirates. After charging for several hundred meters, he slowed down his horses slightly, and only after circling around and turning around did he start to accelerate and charge again.
The clatter of hooves, the white mist exhaled from the warhorses' nostrils, the bloodstains on Qian Er and his thousand cavalrymen, and the cold glint of longswords—this three-dimensional impact, from hearing to sight, finally shattered the psychological defenses of the Yellow Turban followers and the Japanese pirates.
What kind of promises are these? Killing the corrupt official Yang and restoring justice to the people; what kind of promises are these? They ...
A short, stocky man reached out and grabbed a scholar-looking man, yelling wildly, "Baka! You, you tricked me into doing this?"
The scholar frowned slightly and looked at the short, stocky man, saying, "Nine Ghosts, don't forget your identity."
The short, ugly man known as Nine Ghosts glared hatefully at the scholar, then released his grip and snorted coldly, "This time, I'll take 30% more!"
The scholar frowned again, and after a long while, he nodded slightly and replied, "It's fine."
Nine Ghosts snorted again and suddenly started shouting loudly, and the short, ugly men who were with him quickly scattered.
Seeing that something was amiss, Sun Gupu, who was standing not far from the scholar, couldn't help but take two steps closer to the scholar and whisper, "Sir, can these short, ugly men be relied upon?"
The scholar glanced at the Dengzhou cavalry charging towards him again in the distance, and suddenly sneered, "What does it matter whether they are reliable or not? Don't forget our objective."
Sun Gupu was somewhat uneasy, and after hesitating for a moment, he tentatively asked, "But what if there are still cavalry in Penglai..."
The scholar turned and glanced at Sun Gupu. "Do you think cavalry can be supported so easily? Besides, even if Penglai County has cavalry, so what? Cavalry charges are extremely exhausting. How many times can he charge? He'll be worn out to death!"
However, just after the scholar finished speaking, a drumbeat came from afar from the city wall of Penglai, and a thousand cavalrymen appeared once again from the north gate of the county town.
The scholar couldn't help but widen his eyes, feeling as if a thousand alpacas had trampled his heart.
There are still a thousand cavalrymen?
Just as the scholar was secretly surprised, Kuki's eyes widened. He first uttered "Baka!" and then drew his knife and held it to the scholar's neck, shouting, "You! You tricked me! You're dead!"
The scholar followed the gaze of the nine demons and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
A thousand cavalrymen have appeared to the southwest of Penglai County!
No, it's just a county town, how many cavalrymen are you hiding there?
Just then, Sun Gupu tugged at the scholar's sleeve and muttered under his breath, "There are some over here too..."