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With a scale exceeding 100,000, or more precisely, a total of 120,000 Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, forming an overwhelming torrent of steel, they were naturally not all gathered together in one go.

Instead, they used 10,000 cavalry as the basic unit, with each cavalryman spaced one to two miles apart.

Each 10,000 cavalrymen formed a massive wedge formation.

This formation not only facilitates sprinting but also helps to break through and tear apart the enemy's lines, quickly expanding one's own gains.

Utilizing the physical characteristics of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, a small breakthrough point was quickly torn into a huge, irreparable wound in the shortest possible time.

The different wedge cavalry formations are both separated and intertwined.

For example, the vanguard formation at the very front is positioned between two vanguard formations charging in parallel behind it.

The third layer of the wedge formation further back places the two wedge formations of the second layer in the gap between them.

This approach avoids the problem of too many cavalrymen crowding together and makes the best use of the limited space.

This avoids tactical blind spots and concentrates the power of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry as much as possible.

Based on past experience, this was the simplest and most effective tactical response to the "Black Wind Army," which numbered less than 40,000 and was foolish enough to concentrate its cavalry in one place.

If they were in the same position as the "Black Wind Army" cavalry generals, knowing they were at a disadvantage, they would not be so eager to seek a decisive battle. Instead, they would disperse their forces as much as possible, forcing their own side to also divide their forces accordingly, and then seek out situations where they could "fight against the odds" in local battles through rapid movement and changes.

Although this requires extremely high levels of overall tactical planning and command, as well as tactical coordination within small teams, it is the most likely way for the weaker side to turn the tide.

But this division of forces has absolutely nothing to do with what is happening right now.

Having closed to within several miles, the tens of thousands of riders who had been charging head-on at them just moments before suddenly scattered to the left and right like countless flies.

It was like a clump of fine iron filings, subjected to an invisible repulsive force. As it rapidly approached, it naturally split to both sides, like water flowing into a crevice.

Those who were already suspicious began to have their alarm bells ringing wildly in their hearts.

Those who were initially somewhat clueless now realized that something was wrong.

The scene unfolding before their eyes did not match their expectations at all.

They had made the most extreme and worst-case assumptions, but they still had nothing to do with what was happening before their eyes.

This battle shouldn't have been fought like this!

This is not arrogance born of ignorance, but confidence born of certainty.

The Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, an unprecedented unit, was born and perfected by them.

The Xuanyou Iron Cavalry are the most qualified to speak on how to fight!

Therefore, although they have suffered repeated defeats at the hands of the "Black Wind Army" and lost tens of thousands of cavalry, they still have the confidence to win if they meet them head-on on the battlefield.

After gaining a deeper understanding of how their own side suffered defeats and how the enemy continued to gain advantages through cunning means, their confidence grew even stronger.

But now, this almost unshakable belief in victory began to waver violently for some reason after seeing the enemy cavalry swarming around like flies.

"careful!"

"Be prepared!"

"Prepare to change formation!"

"..."

Someone is shouting a reminder.

Someone is making plans in advance.

However, such actions, placed amidst a rapid advance of hundreds of thousands of steel troops, failed to bring about any significant change.

Instead, it led to some hesitation and even minor confusion.

Quite inexplicably, the overwhelming power of the steel torrent was somewhat diminished.

Even those who spoke up to warn others dared not step out of their positions or slow down their charge, because doing so would only result in them being trampled into bloody mud by the iron hooves and further disrupting the formation, without bringing any beneficial changes.

"...What...is that?"

The man at the very front of the spearhead, who was also the commander of ten thousand iron cavalry behind him, kept a close eye on the changes on the other side, his eyes hidden behind his face-covering armor.

When the enemy cavalry, which split into two groups on the opposite side, were only six or seven hundred paces away from our side at their closest point.

A piercing clatter, which no amount of hoofbeats could suppress, suddenly spread rapidly across the battlefield.

Then he saw the more than 10,000 enemy cavalrymen charging at the forefront on both sides suddenly swing their arms like wheels from their backs.

Immediately afterwards, dark figures flew out of their hands and rushed toward their location at lightning speed.

Because of the great distance, at first, only a very small and faint black line could be seen.

But soon, a series of chirping sounds, as if countless insects were flapping their wings simultaneously, entered his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the originally tiny and faint black line rapidly grew larger, and together with the strange buzzing that had entered their minds earlier, it was as if countless bloodthirsty locusts were swarming toward their location.

Before the "locusts" even arrived, an instinctive chill had already overwhelmed his soul.

then.

Tens of thousands of "locusts" swarmed in, covering the sky.

The fact that this cavalry commander was placed in such a position already demonstrates his exceptional abilities.

In addition, he was in the most vulnerable position to concentrated fire, and in a very short time, he was "struck" by dozens of powerful, swift and fierce javelins.

His body flew uncontrollably off the back of the fallen horse, and then, in mid-air, he was "relayed" by one javelin after another, constantly "pushing" him into the distance.

Even so, he only appeared somewhat disheveled, but did not suffer any fatal injuries.

But now he has no time to pay attention to the minor "scratches" on his body.

As he was being pushed further and further away, he watched with a blank stare and a bewildered mind, as if watching in slow motion, as one javelin after another fell into the "steel torrent" around him.

Almost every time a javelin fell, a seemingly invulnerable armored figure was easily pierced as if it were made of paper.

Some javelins were even more powerful, piercing the target from front to back, spraying out blood and flesh like a fountain.

Such a person can at most let out one last scream before quickly dying.

Even if the hole pierced by the javelin doesn't seem fatal, the horrific tear itself can cause someone to quickly lose a lot of blood.

Perhaps the javelin was slightly less powerful, or the target was stronger, and only the frontal defense was pierced, with the javelin deeply embedded in the body.

But such an experience is not a stroke of luck.

All that resulted was prolonged suffering and more agonizing screams.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft..." Not only were human bodies pierced, but also a series of mysterious horses.

The screams of men, the neighing of horses, and the piercing sound of javelins striking armor... all of this filled the surrounding void in a very short time.

But what the commander remembered most vividly were the faint, unusual sounds of javelins piercing and tearing apart flesh and blood.

"puff."

"puff."

"puff."

"..."

When he finally landed in a sorry state, he looked around and saw that of the ten thousand iron cavalry he had led who had charged at the forefront, only two or three thousand were still standing intact.

The sudden and dramatic change of fortune that befell them forced them to halt their charge.

The horse and human corpses lying haphazardly in front, behind, and to the sides served as natural roadblocks.

Moreover, many people have lost their mounts, so even if they wanted to, they couldn't charge forward.

One by one, they could only stare at this absurd scene with a bewildered feeling that hadn't yet turned into terror, like "wandering ghosts."

The next moment, they didn't even know whether to feel fortunate or disappointed.

The cavalry that had delivered the "fatal blow" did not continue their attack. Without slowing down at all, they quickly swept past them on both sides and rapidly approached the other two wedge-shaped charge formations behind them.

"How...how did it become like this?"

The cavalry commander, his armor tattered and battered, looking utterly disheveled, was at a loss as to what action he should take.

From a personal perspective, he wasn't badly injured and was still able to fight the enemy for three hundred rounds.

But a voice inside him told him that such actions were nothing more than a futile struggle out of a sense of impracticality.

In the grand scheme of things, it will not bring about any change.

……

Because the number of javelins was limited, people did not dare to squander them recklessly.

When the agreed-upon first attack arrived, only the 10,000 cavalry at the forefront launched the attack.

The other 26,000 riders held back and continued to urge their horses onward at full speed.

Zhang Shan was fortunate enough to be one of the ten thousand people who launched the first wave of attacks.

When he saw the astonishing results created by the thousands of javelins, he was also taken aback.

The enemy cavalry, which had been subjected to concentrated fire, was reduced to only two or three thousand men after this attack.

The efficiency of this attack is truly terrifying.

However, Zhang Shan knew that such an amazing result would be difficult to maintain.

First of all, this was the first appearance of our own tactics, which completely caught the opponent off guard.

Secondly, the 10,000 cavalry that launched the attack split into two directions, left and right.

The target being attacked was located precisely between the two, at the very center of the crossfire.

For this reason, many javelins, after piercing one target, can also cause considerable damage to a second target.

This maximizes the efficiency of killing by using javelins that most people cannot aim accurately and can only cover a wide area.

These multiple advantages combined have led to such amazing results.

As expected, when Zhang Shan and his men, who had split off from the left, threw their javelins a second time from the galloping horses, the sheer number of javelins—ten thousand in total—ultimately only took away four or five thousand men when they entered the second, panicked and chaotic wedge formation.

There are still five or six thousand people scattered here and there, half-dead.

Despite the sharp decline in their gains, Zhang Shan and his men did not stop, nor did they intend to launch a second attack on the remaining half of the enemy cavalry.

Because they were constantly moving at high speed, each of their Xuan You horses pushed their speed to the limit.

Even when carefully maintaining a safe distance from the enemy, launching a second attack is not so easy.

Moreover, compared to these targets that have already fallen into a "stalemate" state and are scattered and relatively sparse, there are obviously targets with higher "cost-effectiveness" waiting for them to harvest.

Meanwhile, at the other end, three or four miles away, another team achieved a similarly impressive result at almost the same time.

The total number of enemy cavalry, consisting of 120,000 riders, was twelve arrow-shaped charging units. Without any prior warning and still in a state of confusion and bewilderment at what was happening, three of these units were already in a state of "destruction".

This unexpected turn of events quickly spread a sense of shock to the cavalry that were temporarily unharmed at the rear.

However, there is a distance between the riding teams.

Aside from those closest to the cavalry who can clearly see the changes, those further away can only speculate, based on the chaos in the distance, that some unexpected changes may have occurred. But what exactly happened remains unknown, and they cannot see it directly.

As for waiting for the message to be delivered proactively from the front.

Leaving aside the question of whether such a person is still alive and capable of fulfilling their duties in such a short period of time after suffering such a severe blow, it's worth considering.

Even if someone did do that, the "Black Wind Army" cavalry, who went into battle lightly armed without wearing iron armor or carrying too many heavy weapons, were still much faster than them.

When they delivered the message, the Black Wind Army cavalry had already arrived and unhesitatingly unleashed another wave of death javelins upon the densely packed iron cavalry.

Having learned from their second mistake, the Black Wind Army cavalry spared no effort in terms of numbers when throwing javelins for the third time, with each member contributing their share.

For example, on the side where Zhang Shan was located, 18,000 cavalrymen threw 18,000 javelins, covering 10,000 iron cavalrymen five or six hundred paces away.

The number of javelins nearly doubled, resulting in far greater achievements than the previous battle.

Even if those targets that were attacked took more countermeasures.

Ultimately, fewer than two thousand survived this barrage of projectiles.

After this attack, the number of enemy cavalry units that suffered losses increased to five.

However, the Black Wind Army's highly efficient harvesting basically ended there.

The four cavalry units further back, totaling 40,000 men, all witnessed the tragedy and, combined with the various signs that had preceded them, were better prepared.

However, the Black Wind Army, due to insufficient numbers of cavalry, could not launch a simultaneous attack on them.

Moreover, even after rapidly pushing the battle line to the third layer of the wedge formation, they still failed to clear the current battle line.

The cavalry units on the outer flanks were met with a barrage of tens of thousands of deadly javelins, while the unit in the very center, nestled between the two cavalry units, remained unscathed. (End of Chapter)