"Third Uncle, what's going on?"
He looked at the Wala soldiers charging towards him and was momentarily unable to react.
The King of Zhao was also stunned. He subconsciously thought that no Wala soldiers would attack them.
However, he had forgotten that he knew how powerful the Three Thousand Battalion was, but Wala and the others didn't!
Thinking of this, he immediately turned his head to look at Zhu Zhanxin.
"Nephew Zhanchen, hurry up! Use that treasure of yours!"
Zhao Wang hurriedly shouted.
Don't misunderstand, he wasn't afraid, he was just too excited. He had long wanted to use the Wala soldiers to test the current 3,000 Battalion.
However, he had always been worried about Zhu Zhan Xin's safety and did not dare to act. Now, the Wala soldiers had come, and there were only a few hundred of them. Wasn't this feeding him?
He couldn't let them go no matter what. What if they realized something was wrong and ran away?
After being urged by King Zhao, he hurriedly activated the army soul disk array.
In the next moment, everyone, including the warhorses under their feet, breathed in unison. Their auras instantly condensed, although no changes could be seen on the surface.
However, one could tell at a glance that this aura was completely different from before.
Zhu Zhan Xin rode his horse and stood at the front. Just as he was about to say that he wanted to experience the feeling of fighting on the battlefield, he was called over by the King of Zhao.
"Nephew Zhan Chen, go inside the formation.”
Zhu Zhan Xin's expression changed. Alright, he was thinking too much.
He looked at Zhu Zhanji, who seemed to know what he was going to say. Zhu Zhanji smiled.
"Fifth brother, listen to third uncle. It is indeed dangerous ahead.”
Hearing this, he sighed. In terms of survival ability, he was stronger than all of them, but he did not explain anything.
Whether it was the King of Zhao or Zhu Zhanji, they were both thinking about his safety. He could tell this clearly.
"Giddyup."
With a light shout, he slowly rode his horse into the crowd. As for the people of the Three Thousand Battalion, it was as if they had been trained long ago. Wherever he went, they would make way for him.
Soon, he was arranged to be in the middle.
Seeing this, the King of Zhao no longer had any qualms. He took a deep breath, drew out the long saber at his waist, and pointed it at the Wala soldiers.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
All the soldiers shouted in unison and drew their long sabers in unison. The crisp sound of their sabers reverberated through the sky.
Following that, the King of Zhao tightened his legs. Without saying anything, the warhorse under his feet galloped away.
At the same time, the 3,000 Battalion followed closely behind.
In an instant, the orderly and powerful sounds of horse hooves were like war drums beating on the grass and beating on the hearts of the Wala soldiers.
The smile on Junggar's face instantly froze. Every step of the orderly horse hooves seemed to strike his heart.
As he looked at the three thousand battalion, which was moving forward with an indomitable momentum, the corners of his eyes twitched.
Then, he quickly pulled the reins and turned around to run.
"Retreat! Retreat! Hurry up and retreat!"
He wasn't stupid. Cavalry charging was most particular about momentum, and Wala had always been inferior to the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty in this aspect.
However, they had a way. They would run when faced with a charge. The momentum of your cavalry charge would only last for a while.
When your momentum passes and your breath is gone, they will circle back and continue to kill. After all, in terms of riding skills, Wala has never lost to anyone, so most of the time, they are the ones who walk Da Ming.
"Wait, wait for them to finish."
Junggar thought the same, but he didn't notice that he was running faster and faster.
How could they not be fast? They had never seen such a majestic and heavy aura before.
Subconsciously, they wanted to avoid it. This was their intuition reminding them not to die.
At this moment, the Great Wall also noticed the situation here.
"Damn it, why would the Wala soldiers come out at this time?”
The corners of his eyes twitched as he watched the 3,000-strong unit charge at the Wala soldiers.
In fact, he wanted to scold King Zhao even more. Why the hell are you chasing after him? Come back!
You are the commander!
This place was not far from the Great Wall, and they were cavalrymen. They could run back directly, and the Wala people could only watch from below.
This was what he had thought before, but he had never expected the King of Zhao to lead his troops out. What if this was a trap set up by the Wala?
"Inform the five barracks to prepare all cavalrymen to leave the city to support the general at any time!”
He immediately ordered. There was nothing he could do now. He could not just watch King Zhao die.
At this moment, the King of Zhao did not care about anything else. When he saw the Wala soldiers turn around and escape, he immediately became anxious.
F * ck! What are you running for! Come back! I've waited for you with great difficulty, and now you want to run?
Then, King Zhao's eyes narrowed as he shouted.
"All troops, listen up! Speed up and pursue!"
Shua!
In the next moment, all the warhorses quickened their pace, and the phantom of a giant dragon slowly appeared above their heads. It roared.
A surge of power instantly buffed their bodies.
After these few days of training, King Zhao had a good understanding of the array. With the support of the dragon phantom, the speed and endurance of the warhorse would be greatly improved!
Yes, compared to warriors riding horses, warhorses received a higher bonus!
This was not a bad thing, but a good thing. Everyone knew that the combat effectiveness of a cavalry was largely dependent on their warhorses.
In just a moment, King Zhao and the others had already caught up to Junggar and the others.
Shocking sounds of horse hooves came from behind. Junggar turned around and his expression instantly changed.
"How could it be so fast!"
One had to know that speed had always been something they were proud of, but now that the Great Ming cavalry was far faster than them, this meant that their only advantage was gone.
Instantly, a haze shrouded his head.
It was over.
It was said before that cavalry charging was most important in terms of momentum. Now that they were in front of them, even if they turned back now, they would be powerless to turn the tables.
How could they block the momentum that had been accumulating for such a long time if they were in a hurry?
"Scatter!"
Seeing that he was about to charge into the crowd, Zhao Wang shouted, his voice echoing in everyone's minds.
In the next moment, the soldiers of the 3,000 Battalion spread out in an orderly manner, seemingly surrounding the Wala soldiers.
Before the Wala soldiers could react, the army charged at them in unison.
Bang!
When the two forces collided, the Wala soldiers and their horses were sent flying. On the other hand, the King of Zhao's forces did not lose their momentum. They did not even stop moving.
Compared to the soldiers on their horses, the warhorses were even crazier. One word," ram!", was used as if to say," Don't block my way!"
The warhorse with the support of the dragon phantom was like a bullet flying at high speed. Anything that stood in its way would be destroyed.
As for the soldiers of the 3,000 Battalion, they only needed to tighten their reins. Occasionally, they would run into a few Wala soldiers, but before they could even make a move, they would be knocked away by their warhorses.
Yes, the warhorses were the main force in this battle.
This was also a secret method that the King of Zhao had found in the past few days. No matter how much strength you had, you would never be able to compare to a warhorse.
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