C418 The Highest Glory

Cao Changjiao led three thousand cavalry and seven thousand infantry, but the cavalry did not charge over quickly, but waited for the infantry to move together, which also made the king feel reassured.

The greatest damage to cavalry was their mobility. When a horse galloped, with their powerful momentum, they would be able to hit the ground with a wave of their saber, and horses could hurt countless people.

The King obviously only had little intelligence and no great intelligence. He did not know that there must be something wrong with this abnormal situation. Therefore, when the distance between the two sides was about 200 to 30 meters, the enemy cavalry started to draw their bows and arrows, preparing to shoot over. The King of Heaven ordered the elite charging suicide squad in front of him to protect the top of their heads and take the lead to charge at the enemy.

His plan was not only to overwhelm the enemy in numbers, but also to crush them in terms of momentum.

And then, it was a tragedy.

The cavalry did not actually shoot the arrows with their bows. The charging suicide squad was holding Teng Dun and running forward with all their heart. With a series of cracking noises, the few hundred people running in front suddenly realized that there were a few bloody holes on their bodies. Or maybe... Some of them had been hit in the abdomen, while others had been hit in the legs.

The people who were hit immediately fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Those who were not hit also began to mutter, is this the legendary firearms?

To actually use it on us, aren't you making a big deal out of nothing!

Just as these guys were hesitating, someone shouted loudly, "Everyone, hurry up and charge! This firearm takes time to fill up the gunpowder. Charge over and chop his mother! Now, if you turn around and run back, you'll be shot in the back again!"

After being encouraged by the person who shouted, these fearless people who were originally somewhat hesitant to move forward once again charged forward. At this time, both sides were only about seventy to eighty steps away from each other. Even the hot air exhaled from each other's mouths could be clearly seen.

But just as these suicide teams mustered their courage to continue running forward, a familiar wave of concentrated gunshots came from the opposite side. This time, another few hundred people were hit and fell to the ground. Because the distance was closer, more people were knocked down.

Instantly, these bandits were somewhat stunned.

"Damn it, which bastard said they wouldn't shoot soon? Oh my, who the f * ck stepped on my wound?" A bandit lying on the ground was cursing loudly, but he didn't know who had stepped on his thigh. It was so painful that he cried out in pain. The scene immediately became chaotic.

The people in front wanted to retreat, but the people in the back were still rushing forward before they could react. The scene was on the verge of losing control.

At this time, the third gunshot rang out, and the daring team members had completely returned to their original forms.

There was no one in this world that was truly unafraid of death. It was just that they used the clothes that were unafraid of death to hide their fear of death.

Three gunshots, and nearly a thousand opponents were killed. In a battlefield like this, injuries might not be much different from death. Lying on the ground, the feet and hooves of millions of people and horses were fatal weapons. These wounded soldiers were almost unable to escape death.

At this moment, the reins of the horses were finally released. Thousands of hooves galloped on the ground at the same time. To the troops called the Heavenly King, at this moment, the only thought in everyone's mind was, why did my parents only give me two legs!

The Heavenly King's eyes turned red as he watched from behind. He was still thinking about whether or not he should bring his own parents with him to support him. However, when he glanced at the other side of the battlefield, he immediately gave up on the idea that he would not do it even if he thought about it. He turned his horse around and ran away without a care.

If it was said that the Heavenly King's side's defeat had some ups and downs, the other side's move was even more direct. It was dry and crisp, like a small raccoon.

The troops that Shifting Sky sent out were known as fifteen thousand people. In reality, it was already not bad if there were twelve thousand of them. However, moving down the sky itself was not vague either. He was over eight feet tall. His entire body's muscles were like twisted branches, and when he walked, he was like a huge grizzly bear that stood up straight. He had extraordinary strength, which was why people gave him the nickname Shifting the Heavens.

When fighting a war, he would always be the first to take the lead and rely on his outstanding martial arts skills. He had also made quite a name for himself in the peasant army. Besides, he had eight Vajra, thirty-two Guardians, and one hundred and eight Fire Beacons by his side. They were all brave people. If the Heavenly King was said to be hiding his true strength, then he just happened to be showing off his true strength.

At this moment, he also knew that the other party's bones were hard to chew. It seemed like the five thousand soldiers on the opposite side were the legendary Guanning Cavalry. To be able to face such an opponent... He would die with no regrets. Of course, it was better if he didn't die. Only then would he have the chance to brag back.

Moving the sky was only brave and not brave and stupid. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lived to this point, and he wouldn't have been able to be a big brother.

Regarding Lee Hongji's arrangement, he was angry in his heart. However, the situation was better than anyone else's. Who asked him to be instigated by someone to come and listen to others? Wasn't this karma? When he turned around, he was sent to the front line as a scapegoat.

If he won, his reputation would be theirs, but the ones who died would be his brothers.

However, since things had already come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and walk down. In the future, he could only make plans in the future.

Xue Jun, the right-hand man of the famous Guanning Cavalry who had brought down the sky, half-pulled the military green-eyed lion, gave him an idea. He asked his soldiers to cut down some big bamboos in advance. The bamboos were about 30 to 40 meters long. Six to eight subordinates holding one would be equivalent to a super long spear and a moving deer horn. There was no way to simplify this method due to the lack of knowledge. However, in practice, there was an unexpected result.

After practicing for a while, it was not easy for the Knights to break through such obstacles. On the contrary, there was a high possibility that they would be knocked down by the bamboo pole. Now, these few hundred bamboo poles were hidden behind the falling sky. He could only wait for the other party to activate the speed of his horse and get closer. Then, the soldiers under him suddenly raised their horses and caught the other party unprepared.

As long as they could stop the arrowheat-shaped vanguard in the middle of the enemy for a moment, the two sides would be in a chaotic situation. They had the numerical advantage, so it should not be a problem for them to hold on for a short period of time.

At that time, Lee Hongji and Liu Zujie's large army would arrive. If Li Youzhi, who was lying in ambush, came out from behind, then Ming Army would probably suffer another defeat.

Unfortunately, many of these elite soldiers of the Guanning Cavalry could not go to the border to fight with Hou Jin's army anymore.

Thinking of the exciting part, Shifting Sky could not help but feel excited. To a warrior, defeating the strongest opponent was a kind of supreme honor.