Black Book

Chapter 390 The bandits can go, and I can go too
The originally one-sided massacre turned into a brutal tit-for-tat confrontation. Broken limbs and arms were flying all over the bloody battlefield. Even the heavy rain could not cover up the pungent smell of blood.

Seeing this scene, the originally calm Centaur Leader widened his eyes and vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

How did these two-legged sheep become so ferocious?
In fact, in the previous war of attrition, the Centaur officers led by Hongjila had already noticed the signs.

The soldiers of [Dazhen] are much stronger than expected in terms of strength, toughness and endurance!

But since the vassal soldiers sent into battle were just cannon fodder and the other side was fighting a city defense battle, the Centaurs did not have a specific feeling.

However, now, on the undefended plain, the group of Centaurs ready to charge faced the exhausted infantry who were fighting on their own. This should have been a hearty massacre!

What’s weird is that the enemy actually burst out with terrifying fighting power, turning the massacre into a meat-mincing war!

Looking at the Centaur soldiers falling one after another, Chigumantu felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

You know, these are the direct descendants of his tribe, the foundation of his livelihood, and the most elite guards of the Golden King's Court!

In the past, these guys could fight ten of them at once even against the elite troops of [Dazhen]!

If hundreds of people form a team and use sophisticated tactics, they can even defeat a large infantry army without any casualties!
During the previous Western Expedition, they had suffered extremely exaggerated casualty ratios more than once.

A small team of a dozen people dared to chase hundreds or thousands of people!

Whether it is humans or other races, when faced with the Centaur army that has both strength and speed, they will eventually be crushed into pieces.

But now, they fell in large numbers under the swords and guns of the Dazhen soldiers.

This can no longer be explained by the saying that the army that suffers the most will win!
In an instant, an absurd idea emerged in Chigumantu's mind.

Could it be that the information was true, and [Dazhen] had begun to popularize the peerless martial arts among the entire population?

This previously solid information was a joke in the eyes of the Centaurs.

No matter which country it is, top-level martial arts are scarce resources monopolized by the upper aristocracy and the foundation of their family inheritance. How can they be spread easily?

Even if a peerless martial art really appeared on the market and spread widely, the nobles would quickly strangle it to death to prevent anyone from threatening their status.

Being selfish and cherishing what one has is the instinct of all living things. Chigumantu doesn't believe that the emperor of [Dazhen] can go against human nature and force the spread of martial arts!

But the tragic situation before them could not be faked. The desperate Dazhen soldiers actually had an exchange ratio of nearly three to one with the Imperial Guards.

For every three [Dazhen] soldiers killed, one guard will fall!

You know, these guys had been fighting for dozens of days in a row, while their own guards had been recuperating!

They are so well-rested that the game ends up like this. If the two sides fight fairly, they should just trade one for one, right?

Thinking of this, Chigumantu couldn't help but tremble all over.

As a natural cavalry race, Centaurs are naturally stronger than humans, but reproduction is also more difficult for them.

Moreover, competing with the ancient empire in the south in terms of national strength has been the nightmare of every generation of grassland empires.

We can’t win even at a ten to one ratio, let alone a one to one ratio!
Gritting his teeth, Chigumantu still gave the order even though he was unwilling.

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops!"

Toot, woot, woot~
The deep sound of the horn penetrated the rain and echoed faintly on the battlefield. The Centaurs who had been fighting fiercely heard the signal, disengaged in an orderly manner, and reorganized.

At the same time, the Dazhen soldiers took the opportunity to re-form their battle formation and confront the enemy from a distance.

He tried to draw the bow and shoot, but the heavy rain softened the bowstring and the arrow was powerless. Chigumantu glared at the sky with gritted teeth.

"God damn it..."

However, in a field battle, the cavalry had absolute initiative, and the [Dazhen] army did not dare to move at all, and the two sides immediately fell into a stalemate. But as time passed, Chigu Mantu suddenly discovered that the morale of the opposing army was declining rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Many people couldn't even hold their weapons, or even stand steadily, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and Chigumantu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth fiercely.

"I thought some peerless magic skill was so powerful, but it turns out it's just overdrawing life..."

Immediately, Chigumantu looked around and waved his hand viciously.

"They are exhausted, crush them!"

"Respect!"

The thousand soldiers under his command took the order and left, and the most powerful cavalry charge in the world was launched again.

But this time, the army of [Dazhen] had no power to fight back. The soldiers were completely exhausted and could not even lift a finger. They could only watch as the surging iron hooves blocked their vision, crushed them into pieces, and stepped into the mud.

“Kill, kill, kill! Forward! Break through [Luxia Pass]!”

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"What? The enemy broke through three passes in a row? Sweeping a thousand miles?"

As soon as he arrived in Yongzhou, Zhu Haomiao was caught off guard. Along the way, there were people fleeing to the hinterland with their families.

In the chaotic team, Zhu Haomiao found several officials, and after asking about the situation, he fell silent.

The side effects of the King of Yue's fall were more serious than he expected.

When the enemy attacked the pass with Luo Ming's head in mind, the morale of the defending soldiers was directly reduced to zero.

In addition, the most elite and most capable front-line troops were completely wiped out during the retreat, and the remaining second- and third-line troops almost collapsed at the first blow. In just a few days, the Centaurs who came and went like the wind swept across most of Yongzhou.

"Is there any organized resistance force now?"

"No, those four-legged beasts dispersed the defenders, and then dispersed to rape and plunder everywhere. The entire Yongzhou land was devastated. Duke Yu, you must help us get revenge!"

The official who spoke knelt on the ground, hugged the black-clothed boy's thigh and cried in grief and anger.

None of his family members, more than 50 people, were spared. His parents and wife were massacred by the rebel army. If he had not still had the desire for revenge, he would have given up long ago.

"Don't worry, I'm here, everything will be fine."

Helping the official up, the young man's gentle words carried a strange magic, easily calming his excited emotions, stirring up his inner hatred, and arousing his high fighting spirit.

"Leave the frontal combat to us, but you will be responsible for organizing the people and doing the logistics. Can you do it?"

The originally confused and crazy eyes gradually gathered and concentrated, and the official's eyes full of hatred showed a hint of determination, and he nodded vigorously.

"can!"

"Very good. From now on, the new armies from all provinces will gather in Yongzhou and use it as a springboard to march west. You have a heavy task ahead of you."

Patting the official on the shoulder, Zhu Haomiao deliberately revealed the information, causing his eyes to explode with unbelievable ecstasy.

"Out of the customs?"

Seeing this, the young man in black smiled and nodded.

"The bandits can go, and I can go too."

(End of this chapter)