The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 578 A desperate fight

Before the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry could defeat the Northern Xiongnu led by General Hu Yan Moye, Gongsun Zan had already reached the rear of this Hu cavalry.

"Follow me, don't let those Tiger and Leopard Cavalry guys take everything away." Gongsun Zan said anxiously.

He finally got the chance to play, and he would never accept it if he ended up having to clean up the mess for the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

Although Yuan Shao and Cao Cao treated him and Lu Bu equally, he could not help but feel the instinctive contempt of their civil and military subordinates.

If they were not allies, if he had not been comforted by Tian Ze, and if Yuan Shao and Cao Cao had not been busy with internal rectification in the past six months, with his temper, he would have had a fight with these two people long ago.

This is what he did when facing Lu Bu in the past.

What the hell is the best general in the world? He's just going to follow me and eat dust. If we really fight, he's not better than me.

The White Horse Volunteers are fast, but not just in running and chasing. Their attack and reaction speeds are also fast, and Gongsun Zan wants to prove this point.

Cao Chun was also extremely anxious when he saw the White Horse Volunteers appear.

This is my first time having a favorable situation and I haven’t shown much performance yet. I can’t let it end like this.

Both sides put in their best efforts and began to compete secretly with each other.

Being sandwiched from the front and back by two angry cavalrymen of the Military Soul Legion, Hu Yan Moyue was probably the first person to enjoy this treatment.

“Shoot!”

With wolves in front and tigers behind, Hu Yan Moye, who was unable to take care of both ends, could only command the rear troops to resist and set his target on the White Horse Volunteers.

After all, on the surface, compared with the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry who were armed to the teeth, the White Horse Volunteers had lighter armor and their horses only had some protection at the vital parts.

The close-range horse archery tactics that the Northern Huns were best at were simply not enough to break through the defense of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, but Hu Yan Moye felt that it was still feasible against the White Horse Volunteers.

However, the Baima Yicong used a magnificent performance to make Hu Yan Moye deeply understand what the ultimate speed is.

Under the arrows, the Baima Yicong only needed to speed up or slow down a little to easily avoid them by a hair's breadth. If they really couldn't avoid them, a precise sweep of the spear in their hands would be enough to knock them away.

Under the seemingly dense rain of arrows, not a single White Horse Volunteer fell, as if all the arrows were shot into the air.

Looking at the Baima Yicong who seemed to be wandering outside the space, Hu Yanmoye widened his eyes in disbelief.

"impossible……"

How could there be such terrifying cavalry in this world? They are clearly a group of battlefield ghosts who have honed their speed and combat skills to the extreme.

After the two sides engaged in close combat, Hu Yan Moye was shocked to find that the White Horse Volunteers' performance was still strange and abnormal.

Every time, our attack was accurately dodged by the opponent by a millimeter, and then a seemingly random shot would hit our vital point.

"This is the art of war." Gongsun Zan was in a good mood as he watched the White Horse Volunteers slaughtering the enemies wantonly, and then he glanced in the direction of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry with disdain.

"A clumsy and reckless man will eventually perish in the face of the times, just like a chariot. Speed ​​is everything for cavalry, and the White Horse Volunteers are the end of cavalry."

Gongsun Zan has his own views on cavalry.

He saw at a glance the nature of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, which was an enhanced version of Taishi Ci, whom he had fought against before, more focused on speed and strength, and with even greater combat power.

What is ultimately pursued is extreme speed and strength, and both ends have almost reached the theoretical upper limit of cavalry.

But in Gongsun Zan's view, all panaceas are heresy. Their energies are scattered and their goals are inconsistent. They will never be able to glimpse the extreme of any point and break through the upper limit.

Although they performed well in large-scale combat, they were completely unqualified as cavalry.

If you want hand-to-hand combat, go for heavy cavalry. If you want speed, go for light cavalry. What's the point of having a mediocre cavalry? Such a good foundation is wasted. "Suppress on the left, attack on the right!"

Cao Chun had no idea of ​​what Gongsun Zan was thinking. Seeing that Hu Yan Moye's attention was attracted by the White Horse Volunteers, he launched his strongest offensive without hesitation.

The heavy black iron armor of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry collided with each other with clanging sounds, like a black steel torrent rushing straight towards the right wing of the Xiongnu army.

In stark contrast to the agility of the White Horse Volunteers, every charge of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry was accompanied by an earth-shaking sense of oppression, with the front row sweeping with spears and the back row shooting straight with crossbows.

A Xiongnu warrior tried to ride his horse to charge into the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry formation, but when he got close, a Tiger and Leopard Cavalry soldier stabbed his horse's head directly with a long spear. The horse stood up in pain and knocked him to the ground.

The iron hooves of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry trampled on them mercilessly, crushing them into meat paste in an instant.

Cao Chun rushed to the front of the formation with a long spear in hand. Wherever the cold light pointed, the Hun cavalry avoided him. Every powerful blow could take a life.

Although the Northern Hun cavalry were brave and fearless, their casualties continued to rise under the pincer attack from the two elite Han armies.

"Form a formation! Form a formation!" Hu Yan Moyue shouted at the top of his lungs.

Realizing that it was hopeless, the Northern Hun cavalry tried to form a circle for defense, but were scattered by the heavy cavalry of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

Cao Chun seized the opportunity and commanded the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry to completely tear apart the Xiongnu army's formation.

Gongsun Zan, with his White Horse Volunteers, weaved in and out of the enemy's camp and headed straight for the leaders of the Northern Huns.

Hu Yan Moye watched as the number of soldiers around him dwindled, despair welled up in his heart, and he rushed towards Cao Chun waving his spear.

Upon seeing this, Cao Chun was overjoyed and rode his horse to meet him.

The two men's weapons collided, sparks flew everywhere. Hu Yanmoye was the Left Wise King, famous for his martial arts in the Northern Xiongnu. His strength was indeed impressive. He fought Cao Chun to a draw in a short period of time.

Gongsun Zan looked at this scene and curled his lips in slight dissatisfaction.

"Another display of courage."

In fact, he felt very sorry in his heart. The enemy leader was also cunning and knew that he was not easy to mess with. It was a pity that Cao Chun got such a great credit in vain.

As for the possibility that Cao Chun would be defeated, Gongsun Zan never considered it.

Are you kidding? If Cao Chun still loses with the support of the Military Soul Legion, he deserves it.

Gongsun Zan, who was determined to win, stopped intervening when he saw that the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry had gradually surrounded them, and directly started to charge at the already somewhat chaotic Northern Hun army.

Cao Chun watched Gongsun Zan leave calmly, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, and the long spear in his hand became even more fierce.

In just thirty rounds, Hu Yan Moye was knocked off his horse.

He drew out the ring-handled sword from his waist and chopped off Hu Yan Moye's head, raising it towards the sky.

"The enemy general is dead!"

The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry followed suit and shouted in unison, and the sound exploded on the grassland like thunder.

The surrounding Northern Hun cavalry looked at the bloody head and their morale collapsed instantly.

The Northern Xiongnu Chanyu Luandi Ule, who had just reorganized the central army, froze when he saw this scene.

He couldn't hold back the urge to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he finally swallowed it.

He took off the wolf tooth necklace from his neck, which represented the Chanyu, and handed it to his most trusted confidant: "Give it to Xubu Tuge."

(End of this chapter)