Chapter 230 Unstoppable
Abatai was the leader of the Zarts and was also Gushan Ezhen canonized by the Daling royal court.

Compared with Tumoge, Zarts is much stronger, with nearly three thousand able-bodied men, while compared with Zhayan, Abatai is much younger, being only in his early thirties this year.

Zhayan's dislike for Zaltz mainly comes from two aspects. On the one hand, Abatai, the junior, is very disrespectful to him as the senior. The two have met many times before, and he has felt Abatai's arrogance.

On the other hand, Zarts is becoming more and more powerful, far surpassing Tumogo.

You should know that ten years ago, Tumoge was much stronger than Zaltz. At that time, the leader of Zaltz was still Abatai's father, and Abatai's father always regarded Zhayan as a brother.

But since Abatai became the leader, Zarts has become more and more powerful, and now has far surpassed Tumoge.

The former little brother has become stronger than himself and has become less and less respectful to him. This is why Zhayan hates Zarts.

This time the two sides became neighbors. Zhayan was very uncomfortable at first, but no matter how uncomfortable he was, he could not drive Zaltz away. After all, Zaltz was stronger than Tumoge, so he could only swallow his anger.

But now is obviously not the time to be entangled. Right now, Zhayan and Tumoge urgently need Zaltz's support.

Inside the Zarts settlement.

Abatai sat in the felt tent, looking at the Tumoge warriors who came to ask for help, with an extremely solemn look on his slightly thin face.

Yesterday, he received a request from Zha Yan. To be honest, he didn't care much about it at that time.

One reason is that he doesn't like Zha Yan either, and he doesn't want to help Zha Yan.

The second reason is that he did not think that Dayong’s garrison battalions were very powerful, and did not think that Dayong’s garrison battalions could pose a threat to their Zarts.

In fact, his mentality was similar to Zhayan's before. They both regarded Dayong's garrison camp as fat sheep entering a wolf pack.

But at this moment he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Zarts is indeed stronger than Tumogo, but Tumogo is also quite strong.

Among the hundreds of Hu tribes in the East China Sea, Tumoge's strength can be ranked in the upper middle level.

However, such a tribe was actually frightened!
That's right, I was scared to death.

Looking at the terrified Tumoge warrior in front of him, Abatai felt a little unbelievable.

"Chief Abatai, please save us today for the sake of our past friendship!"

"Our leader said that as long as Chief Abatai is willing to send troops to support us, we Tumoge are willing to follow Chief Abatai's lead in the future!"

The Tumogo warrior kneeled on the ground and begged.

Abatai took a deep breath, then he slowly stood up and said, "Uge, Alsu, take your people and follow me!"

At this time, he was very curious about the Rong army. He wanted to see how strong the Rong army was and how they could scare Tumoge like this.

Seeing this, the Tumoge warriors on the ground were immediately overjoyed, "Chief Abatai is kind and benevolent. Tumoge will definitely remember Chief Abatai's kindness!"

Abatai said nothing, put on his armor, picked up his long sword, and walked out of the tent quickly.

However, just as he walked out of the tent, he heard his subordinates report: "Leader, there are cavalrymen from the Rong people in the east."

"What?" Abatai's face darkened. "How many?"

“Only six!”

"six people!"

Abatai breathed a sigh of relief. There were only six people. Then he realized that they should be scouts of the Rong people, and they might have come with Tumoge's men.

"Let's go! Ignore them for now!"

He thought about it for a moment, then led hundreds of cavalrymen and galloped towards Tumoge.

In fact, they couldn't do anything about it even if they wanted to. After confirming Art's location, Yang Mingzhen ran away.

He didn't think he could face an entire tribe, and he didn't want to be chased like a rabbit again.

Soon, Yang Mingzhen returned to the small hill east of Tumoge and met Yang Zhengshan.

"Sir, there is a large tribe of Hu bandits ten miles to the west, and they seem to have brought their troops here!"

Yang Zhengshan frowned slightly when he heard this.

There is actually a tribe at such a close distance!
"how many people?"

"Probably six or seven hundred people!" Yang Mingzhen said uncertainly.

In order to come back and report as soon as possible, he did not observe carefully.

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and looked at the cavalry and armored infantry around him.

The Tumoge tribe over there seems to have strong fighting power, and a new wave of enemies is coming here.

The situation doesn't seem to be very good.

If he was surrounded by these two groups of enemies, he could break out with his cavalry, but what about the armored infantry?
After taking another look at Tumoge in the distance, Yang Zhengshan made a decision almost instantly.

We can't wait for another wave of enemies to arrive, nor can we wait for Tumoge's bandits to react.

"Cavalry follow me, infantry defend where you are!"

After saying this, he led three hundred cavalrymen and rushed towards the west.

At this moment, Yang Zhengshan felt like he was playing a game, a game shrouded in the fog of war. He didn't know where the enemies were, nor when he would encounter the enemies.

Enemies may appear at any time, just like a group of enemies may jump out of the bushes around you at any time.

When faced with a sudden enemy, there are only two choices: escape or fight.

The choice must be made decisively and there must be no hesitation, otherwise you will miss the opportunity or fall into a passive situation.

If you look down from the sky at this time, you will find that the two cavalry units are approaching each other at a very fast speed across several small hills.

There were sounds of horse hooves as Yang Zhengshan sat on Hongyun's back, his eyes looking extremely bright.

He heard the sound of horses' hooves, lots of them. Not just the ones next to him, but also the ones ahead, on the other side of the hill.

The sound is getting closer and clearer.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He was surprised and delighted that his powerful hearing could have such an effect.

But his joy soon passed because he saw the Hu cavalry rushing towards him.

The two sides almost simultaneously bypassed the south side of the hill, each appearing in the other's eyes.

Looking around, I saw that this was a valley with gentle slopes on both sides. The area in the middle was flat and level. It was obvious that people often walked here and a road had been formed.

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

Without thinking too much, Yang Zhengshan hung the spear on the saddle and reached out to pull out two pistols from behind!
The soldiers behind him gripped their spears tightly and followed closely behind him with determined expressions.

Yang Zhengshan’s understanding of cavalry has always been simple, that is, charge.

No matter what's ahead, just rush forward.

Even if it means death, we must charge forward.

If I have to die, I would rather die on the road of charge than stop and fight with the enemy.

This is also the concept and belief that he has always imparted to the cavalry under his command.

Faced with the Hu cavalry charging head-on, the soldiers raised their spears almost as a conditioned reflex, lowered their bodies, and prepared to charge.

On the opposite side, when Abatai saw the approaching Dayong cavalry, he was stunned for a moment, then he saw that Dayong's cavalry seemed to be fewer than theirs, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The two sides met suddenly, and because of the obstruction of the hill, the distance between them was only a hundred feet when they saw each other.

Abatai was also very decisive. At such a distance and in such a terrain, there was no other choice. Stopping or retreating was impossible. The only option was to fight head-on.

"kill!"

Abatai let out a roar and took the lead.

The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn.

The two cavalry units were getting closer and closer, and their speed was getting faster and faster.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides was less than thirty feet.

Whoosh~~
Two pistols were thrown out from Yang Zhengshan's hands.

Ahhh~~
In an instant, bursts of screams were heard behind Abatai.

The thrown pistols carried terrifying force, and each pistol pierced the chest of at least two people. At the same time, the powerful force sent their bodies flying backwards.

Amid the dense charge formation, there was suddenly a commotion.

Although there may have been only a few people injured, the chaos slowed down the momentum of the charge a lot.

Abatai was shocked, but he could not care about anything else at this time because Yang Zhengshan had already come close to him.

He saw Yang Zhengshan's face, a round and ruddy face, a black and flowing beard, and sharp and deep eyes.

The pair of sharp eyes in the golden helmet pierced his heart like a sword.

Do not!
It's not a sharp sword, it's a cutting edge!

Abatai had just raised his long sword when the six-inch blade pierced his chest like a poisonous snake.

There was a dull sound of thunder rolling in my ears, and the breastplate on my chest burst into sparks and then shattered.

Phew!

Immediately afterwards, Abatai felt a sharp pain in his chest and his body was thrown high into the air.

Turning his sight, he saw many determined faces and the warriors who followed him.

Blood flew and splashed in the air, scattering on the armor, the gravel, and the newly sprouted grass.

Bang.

Abatai was thrown on the hillside, watching a devastating battle with lifeless eyes.

Crush, a complete crush.

Slightly narrow terrain, tit-for-tat charge.

Under such circumstances, Yang Zhengshan can burst out the most powerful combat power, and Hong Yun can display the most terrifying power.

How powerful is Yang Zhengshan, who is at the seventh level of the acquired realm? This is actually a relative concept.

In terms of strength alone, lifting a thousand pounds is easy.

And how terrifying was the spear he swung.

Both the man and the horse were blown away.

What about the red cloud covered in iron armor?
bulldozer!
When man and horse work together, they are not much worse than a bulldozer.

Yang Zhengshan was in the front, breaking the Hu cavalry's formation into pieces, and the three hundred cavalrymen were behind, reaping lives one by one.

If yesterday's battle was just a small test, then today's battle demonstrated the most terrifying combat effectiveness of the garrison battalion cavalry.

Under the leadership of Yang Zhengshan, the terror was unstoppable.

Abatai looked at the bloody battle, with a look of intense fear in his eyes.

At this moment he finally understood why the people of Tumoge were so frightened.

(End of this chapter)