Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 510 There Won’t Be Any More

The explosion of the first batch of thunder gave Xie Zhong's tank battalion the signal to attack.

Xie Zhong fiercely waved his hands and shouted, "Charge!"

The four chariots lined up in front shook their reins at the same time, and the horses pulling the chariots suddenly rushed out like armored monsters.

The heavy chariot was dragged down the slope.

Su Zhongwang and Niu Xiangqian, who were at the back, were immediately startled by the deafening explosion and trembled all over.

The war horses under their crotch were also frightened and trampled their hooves in panic, becoming restless.

"what?"

"Is there really a thunderbolt?"

The two spoke almost at the same time, their faces filled with surprise and uncertainty.

They had also heard of the legend of the Zhenxi Army's thunder, but they all scoffed at it and didn't believe it at all.

Although some soldiers who escaped gave vivid descriptions of the explosion of thunder, they were not recognized by the senior generals.

This was completely contrary to their understanding, and they all believed that it was an excuse for the defeated team.

But now that I saw it with my own eyes, my mind went blank for a moment.

The two looked at each other.

"Tianlei?"

"There won't be any more, right? Even if they have thunderbolts, they can't stop the crushing of our 100,000 troops."

Niu Xiangqian said viciously.

"That's right. Charge forward and kill them to see what this thing is."

Su Zhongwang also couldn't accept this superhuman phenomenon.

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw several fireworks rising again in the distance.

Along with the sound of the air exploding, it was as if several gorgeous red flowers bloomed out of thin air.

Countless broken limbs and body parts were blown into the air, and blood splattered everywhere.

The nearby soldiers were drenched all over their heads and faces.

Before his soul could return to its place, he saw several monster-like armored bodies rapidly enlarging in his eyes.

The four chariots crashed into the herd of war horses together.

The huge inertia knocked the warhorse away.

There were spiral blades protruding from both sides of the chariot, spinning and chopping countless soldiers and horses into several pieces.

Xi Niang's thunder continued to bombard the rebel crowd a hundred steps ahead of the chariot.

Behind the chariot appeared Chu Jiao's heavily armored cavalry, with a thousand in the middle and a thousand on each wing, launching an attack together.

The rebels were stopped after rushing over a distance of more than four miles on the Wuli Changslope.

The team in the front has begun to disintegrate.

It couldn't withstand the impact of thunder and chariots at all.

The troops behind continued to rush forward, with the Black Scarf Army in the majority.

After hearing the explosion of thunder, the soldiers of King Fu's rebel army were so frightened that they slowed down their charge.

The black scarf soldiers were much more tenacious and charged forward regardless of their lives.

The four chariots in the front had already broken through the enemy's cavalry and plunged into the black crowd like a huge icebreaker.

Xi Niang's catapult battalion can throw stones at a maximum distance of more than 500 steps.

He could still throw the thunder into the group of black-scarved soldiers in front of the chariot.

Let the fearless black-scarf soldiers burst into black and red waves.

The chariot plowed over the steep slope and entered the gentle slope, and its forward speed slowed down significantly.

The heavy armored battalion behind the chariots rushed into the enemy group through the gaps between the chariots and began a one-sided massacre.

Because the heavy armor was facing infantrymen holding spears, there was no resistance at all, only waves of black-turbaned soldiers charging upwards.

As more heavily armored cavalry rushed in, the black scarf soldiers could no longer resist.

Faced with an invincible enemy, the black scarf soldiers also felt fear.

Almost 90% of the rebel cavalry were killed, and no one knew where the remaining cavalry had fled to.

The catapult could no longer fire mines because the distance was too far.

The light cavalry battalion received the order to charge and rushed towards the rebels from the top of the slope.

Twenty thousand cavalrymen, carrying the might of fresh troops, charged into the countless infantrymen all over the mountains and plains.

The advantage that cavalry has over infantry is not a little bit. In the chaos of the army, the infantry is simply unable to withstand the trampling of the horses.

The 50,000 soldiers of Su Zhongwang had their brains dazed by the impact of thunder and chariots, and were further hit by heavy armor and light cavalry.

The team is on the verge of collapse.

The Black Turban Army still fought tenaciously against the invincible chariots and heavy armor.

When tens of thousands of light cavalry rushed into the battlefield, the black scarf soldiers also began to spread out and avoid them.

Too many people died.

Gong Sanpao claimed that he was a martial arts expert and no one in the heavy armor camp could match him.

In addition, he was tall and strong, and was always the first to rush into the enemy group, waving his horse lance, sweeping and smashing like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

There is often a large uninhabited area in front of his horse.

After fighting for an unknown amount of time, Gong Sanpao felt his arms becoming heavy.

This has never happened before.

There were still endless black soldiers in front of him. Although they were in panic, they did not run away far.

Scolded by the officers, they raised their spears and charged forward towards the heavily armored cavalry.

Although he lost his life immediately, he was outnumbered.

The entire heavy armored battalion was struggling to hold on. The heavy armor and the prolonged fighting caused the knights to consume too much physical strength.

When tens of thousands of light cavalry attacked from both wings, they finally felt a little relieved.

Lin Feng stood on horseback, observing the situation on the battlefield with his clairvoyance.

After looking for a while, he turned around and asked, "Xiniang, how many thunderbolts are left?"

"General, there are twelve more."

Lin Feng frowned and said, "Pull the light catapult vehicle over and continue bombarding the enemy."

The battlefield below Changpo has become a stalemate. Although the Zhenxi Army bravely killed countless enemies, the Black Scarf Army still fought to the death.

Lin Feng also realized that whether these were rebels or the Black Scarf Army, they should all be elite troops.

Their combat effectiveness is slightly weaker than that of the Tatars, but much stronger than that of the Western Xia Army.

Xi Niang ordered the catapult to start and began to approach the center of the battlefield.

When the distance is two or three hundred steps, stabilize the carriage and quickly measure the distance.

At this time, the dozen or so technical engineers were already very skilled and were full of confidence in themselves and the operation of the catapult.

Xi Niang chose several densely populated areas behind the rebels and waved her hand to order the fire.

Five more thunders, with hissing green smoke, plunged into the enemy group.

For the rebels, this blow was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

As the corpses of the soldiers were blown away, the soldiers who had been resisting the Zhenxi Army stubbornly were completely helpless.

Like a group of frightened cockroaches, they began to run around.

Gong Sanpao was almost exhausted. His lance had long disappeared, and he was holding a steel knife with a bent blade in his hand.

He was panting like a bellows.

He was a strong man, but he became like this, let alone the other soldiers.

Seeing the rebels fleeing in all directions, he had almost no energy left to pursue them.

The warhorse under his crotch was trembling all over.

The light cavalry battalion's team barely advanced one or two miles before stopping abruptly.

Su Zhongwang and Niu Xiangqian were no longer able to stop the rout of their soldiers, and had to retreat surrounded by their guards.

Seeing the rebels fleeing far away, countless Zhenxi Army soldiers fell off their horses.

He just lay on the ground, unwilling to move a finger.