Transmigrating to the Three Kingdoms as Lu Bu: I Have a Pseudo-Apocalypse System

"Raise your shields!" someone in the Xianbei cavalry shouted.

However, among the Xianbei soldiers who fled in haste, it was considered good if one out of ten carried a shield.

For the remaining people, leather armor was of little use, and very few wore full armor.

Arrows rained down from the night sky, causing chaos and disarray among men and horses.

"what!"

"My horse has been hit by an arrow!"

Amid screams, dozens of riders fell to the ground. The cavalry behind couldn't stop their speed; some tripped, some trampled over their comrades, and the formation began to crumble.

But the momentum of the charge did not stop.

The Xianbei people knew that stopping would only hasten their death.

Forty steps.

"Second round, release!"

Another volley of arrows rained down.

This time the distance is closer, and the penetrating power is stronger.

Leather armor was like paper before the standard arrows of the Han army, and blood splattered in the firelight.

But the Xianbei cavalry also charged to within twenty paces of the front line.

"Spearmen—charge!" Gao Shun roared.

"drink!"

The spearmen behind the giant shields in the front row roared in unison, leaned forward, pushed off the ground with their feet, and pressed the ends of their spear shafts against the ground, with the spear tips pointing diagonally upwards.

This is the standard tactic for dealing with cavalry charges—forming a forest of lances to make the charging enemy horses run into them.

The first rank of Xianbei cavalry collided.

"Puff puff puff puff—!"

The sounds of spears piercing horses' bellies and men's legs rang out in rapid succession.

The warhorses neighed in agony, the knights howled in agony, and the enormous impact caused several soldiers in the front ranks of the Vanguard Camp to spit out blood, their shields sliding back half a foot, but the line of fire remained intact!

The Xianbei cavalry behind them couldn't stop and continued to charge.

People were packed together, and horses were pressing against each other.

The official road was narrow, and the two thousand cavalrymen could not spread out at all. Only the first hundred or so riders could simultaneously engage the Han army's lines.

This resulted in those at the front dying while those behind continued to push forward, trampling each other to death, and the number of those killed was no less than those killed by the Han army.

"Axemen—go!" Gao Shun shouted, seeing that the time was right.

Suddenly, hundreds of soldiers wielding ring-pommel swords and short axes rolled out from the gaps in the shields.

These people didn't cut down enemy soldiers, they only cut down the legs of horses.

The horse's legs were unarmored; one slash severed the tendons and broke the bones.

"Snap!"

"Hissing sound—!"

The warhorse neighed and fell to the ground, causing the Xianbei soldier on its back to fall off. Before he could get up, he was finished off by the Han axemen following behind.

"The will to charge into battle—" Gao Shun shouted, raising his sword.

Two thousand soldiers of the Vanguard Camp responded in unison: "Death is the only option!"

The sound echoed through the valley.

Kebineng's eyes turned red.

He witnessed his most valiant centurions and their horses crash to their deaths on the spear formation, without even harming a single Han soldier.

"Charge with me! Charge at that general's flag!" Kebineng looked at Gao Shun's general's flag in the formation and led his personal guard of about three hundred cavalrymen to charge towards Gao Shun's location.

This group of personal guards were the most elite under Kebineng's command, fully armored and highly skilled in horsemanship.

Instead of foolishly charging into the spear formation, they suddenly reined in their horses as they approached, their hooves slamming into the shields.

"Bang! Bang!"

The giant shield shook violently from being stepped on.

The spearmen behind the shields felt numb in their arms, and several of them had their tiger's mouths split open, bleeding profusely.

"Stab!" Gao Shun ordered coldly.

The spear thrust swiftly through the gaps in the shield, piercing through several Xianbei soldiers.

But many more of Kebineng's personal guards had already reined in their horses and leaped over the shield wall!

"clang!"

Although a Xianbei elite officer had his horse's leg cut off and was forced to fight on foot, he still managed to rush up to Gao Shun and slash at him with his scimitar.

Gao Shun raised his knife to parry, sparks flying everywhere.

The two exchanged three blows, and the Xianbei soldier was struck in the shoulder by Gao Shun's blade, falling to the ground with a scream.

But more Xianbei soldiers rushed over.

The enemy's lines finally began to falter.

Kebi saw an opportunity and spurred his horse straight for the gap.

His horsemanship was superb; his warhorse dodged left and right through the chaotic crowd, actually allowing him to reach the shield wall.

"Open!" Kebineng roared, his scimitar slashing fiercely at a giant shield.

The Han soldiers holding shields were so shocked that their arms went numb and their shields tilted half a foot.

It's this half-foot gap!

Kebineng spurred his horse, and the warhorse neighed, trying to squeeze through the gap.

"Don't even think about it!" Gao Shun lunged forward, his ring-pommel sword slashing straight at the horse's leg.

Kebineng hurriedly reined in his horse, which reared up, dodging the blow. However, his momentum had slowed, and five or six soldiers from the Trapped Camp had surrounded him, wielding spears and broadswords at him and his horse.

"Protect the King!" Murong She led a dozen personal guards in a desperate charge to block the attack.

Kebineng seized the opportunity to swing his sword and cut down a Han soldier wielding a spear, but he was also slashed on the thigh by another man, and blood flowed freely.

He looked around, his heart sinking.

Although the personal guards were brave, the elite troops were heavily armored and had a superior defense. They were also fighting in formation, and their own personal guards were being cut off and killed one by one.

The ordinary routed soldiers were unable to break through the front line and remained huddled together on the outside.

Even worse, the sound of horses' hooves from the south was already not far behind them.

When Lü Bu led his personal heavy cavalry to the battlefield, this was the scene he saw:

On the narrow official road, the Trapped Camp stood like a rock blocking the way, with piles of human and horse corpses in front of them.

Approximately 1,500 to 1,600 Xianbei cavalrymen were blocked on the official road and the hillsides on both sides, unable to advance or retreat.

A small number of elite troops are engaged in fierce fighting with the Trapped Camp in the center of the formation, but they are clearly at a disadvantage.

Meanwhile, Kebineng's eagle-feathered banner was charging left and right in the formation, but Gao Shun personally led his men to hold it off.

"Well done, Gao Shun!" Lu Bu exclaimed.

He was initially worried that the hastily deployed troops would not be able to withstand the desperate charge of the Xianbei cavalry.

In retrospect, Gao Shun's ability to train troops was indeed well-deserved.

"Heavy Cavalry—Wedge formation!" Lü Bu pointed his halberd forward. "Follow me to break through the enemy lines and rendezvous with the Trapped Camp!"

"promise!"

The heavy cavalry deployed on the official road. Although the number of them was small, both men and horses were fully armored, and their momentum was overwhelming.

"The Han heavy cavalry is here!"

"Defend the rear!"

The Xianbei army was routed and thrown into chaos.

Having just escaped a sea of ​​fire, they were now confronted with the impenetrable walls of the Vanguard Camp, their morale already on the verge of collapse. Seeing the dark mass of heavy cavalry charging towards them from behind, where was their will to fight?

"Make way, let me through!"

"Get out of the way!"

The fleeing soldiers trampled each other, some fleeing to the hillsides on either side, others trying to push forward, creating utter chaos.

Lu Bu completely ignored the routed soldiers, and his personal heavy cavalry battalion, like a red-hot iron cone, plunged straight into the Xianbei crowd.

The heavy cavalry charged into the enemy lines with astonishing power.

The Xianbei soldiers were mostly lightly armored or even unarmored. When faced with the Han heavy cavalry in full iron armor, their swords could only leave a white mark when they were slashed, and their spears would slide off.

The heavy cavalry's spears and halberds meant certain death upon contact, and injury even from a mere graze.

"puff!"

Lu Bu swept his halberd across, cutting three Xianbei soldiers in half at the waist.

Cheng Lian followed closely behind, slashing with his ring-pommel sword, splitting a Xianbei captain in two, head and shoulder.

Zhang Xiu's silver spear was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, specifically targeting the throat and face; every thrust drew blood.

Wherever the heavy cavalry went, blood and flesh flew everywhere, carving a bloody path through the chaotic Xianbei crowd.