Chapter 231 Madness and Cruelty

The charge was over, and the narrow terrain restricted the cavalry's ability to turn around. Yang Zhengshan had no choice but to lead the cavalry around on the gentle slope.

It's not that the cavalry can't stop and then turn around, but doing so will make the formation become chaotic, and the time spent on reorganizing the formation is no less than turning around in circles.

And on the battlefield, this chaos is likely to give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage.

Therefore, after the cavalry charges, if they rush out of the battlefield, they will generally make a circle and change direction. This not only maintains the speed of completion, but also has a certain degree of maneuverability, so that they can launch another charge or retreat at any time.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan only led 300 cavalrymen. With a small number of people, he was more flexible and did not need a large space to make a circle and change direction.

However, it still took them several minutes to turn around. When they returned to the col, they found that the remaining enemy cavalry had already fled in all directions, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Such a result surprised Yang Zhengshan.

It's over now!

Although the battle just now had a crushing effect, they actually did not kill many Hu cavalry.

Although this mountain path is narrow, the slopes on both sides are not steep. When many Hu cavalry found that something was wrong, they jumped onto the slopes to avoid it.

About half of the Hu cavalry left behind corpses, and the remaining half still had a certain degree of combat effectiveness.

"You can't stand the beating!" Yang Zhengshan stopped his horse helplessly.

"Sir, shouldn't we give chase?" Yang Mingzhen seemed eager to try.

Yang Zhengshan glanced at the figures running around and shook his head, "No need, our target is not these Hu cavalry!"

"Clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded!"

He immediately ordered.

Yang Mingzhen then commanded a group of cavalrymen to guard the surroundings and clean up the battlefield.

Because time was tight and they had other goals, cleaning up the battlefield was just a matter of collecting heads.

As for the rest, they didn't have time to clean up.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the cavalrymen collected all the military exploits.

Heads were hung on the saddles, scarlet blood dripped onto the ground, and the cavalry galloped past, leaving a dark red trail of blood.

Such a scene may seem a bit horrifying, but for the soldiers, it is a real military achievement.

When Yang Zhengshan and his men returned to the hilltop east of Tumoge, Tumoge was still preparing for war intensively.

"What's the situation?" Yang Zhengshan asked Song Dashan who stayed behind.

Song Dashan shook his head and said, "Nothing happened. Just now, a dozen Hu cavalrymen returned!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly. The Hu cavalry that returned should be the ones who went out to seek help before.

But now their reinforcements have been killed and dispersed.

Thinking of the reinforcements, Yang Zhengshan's expression changed slightly and he looked towards the west.

There is another tribe ten miles away?
The tribe in front of us has been preparing for war for a long time, and it seems difficult to attack now.

The tribe on the other side should not be prepared at all.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhengshan immediately made a decision, "Change the target, we will go to the tribe in the west!"

After two consecutive battles, he felt that he should be bolder.

To be honest, the combat effectiveness of the garrison battalion cavalry also exceeded his expectations.

He felt that the garrison battalion he had trained was very strong, but without having experienced actual combat, he had no concrete idea of ​​how strong the garrison battalion was.

After two battles, the combat effectiveness displayed by the 300 cavalrymen far exceeded his expectations.

In particular, the number of casualties was much lower than he expected.

In the battle just now, we killed more than 300 enemies and suffered only three casualties.

Compared with the cavalry in Yinghe Fort before, the cavalry in the garrison camp is undoubtedly much stronger.

This is normal. He only trained the cavalry of Yinghe Fort for more than a year, but he trained the soldiers of the garrison camp for three years.

When he was in Yinghe Fort, he still had to calculate the amount of spiritual spring water he used, but after arriving in Anyuan City, he had more than enough spiritual spring water to use up.

If he had not wanted to hide the existence of the spiritual spring water, if he could use the spiritual spring water without scruples, then most of the soldiers in the garrison camp would not be warriors, but mostly acquired warriors.

With enough spiritual spring water to nourish him, three years would be enough for an ordinary person to become a post-natal warrior.

This has long been confirmed in the Yang family. Some of the Yang family's guards, servants, and maids have already broken through to the acquired realm.

At this moment, Yang Zhengshan reassessed the strength of the soldiers in the garrison camp and felt that the attack could be carried out with greater force.

Change the target and attack the unprepared Zarts first.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan did not know that he had killed Abatai, the leader of the Zart tribe, otherwise he would have made the decision more quickly.

Soon, Yang Zhengshan led three hundred cavalrymen to the vicinity of Zarts.

Looking at the Zarts tribe in chaos, Yang Zhengshan led the cavalry into the tribe without hesitation.

The population of the Zarts tribe is almost twice that of the Tumogo tribe, and the huge tribe will have a size of nearly 10,000 people.

Compared to the Tumogo hidden in the valley, the Zarts' tribe had almost no hiding and no defensive measures arranged in advance. This should be their confidence in their own strength.

But such self-confidence is like a lamb to be slaughtered for Yang Zhengshan.

Using three hundred cavalrymen to attack a tribe of ten thousand people should be the craziest decision Yang Zhengshan has made since he came to Chongshan Town.

However, he only took a few seconds to make this decision.

Is it reckless?

Do not!
It's about timing.

The enemy had just suffered a defeat and was in the most panic and chaos.

Even though the other side has nearly 10,000 people, most of them are the elderly, the weak, women and children, and there are probably only two to three thousand people who can actually fight.

"kill!"

Yang Zhengshan resolutely led three hundred cavalrymen and rushed into the Zarts' tribe.

His face was solemn and his eyes were cold. The gilded flying fish gun in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, madly reaping lives.

"Kill without mercy!" He shouted the cruelest words, the words that frightened the enemy the most.

"Kill without mercy!"

The three hundred cavalrymen went into a frenzy.

Madness emanating from the bottom of my heart.

With successive victories, the morale of the soldiers has reached a point where it cannot be increased any more.

Even Yang Zhengshan felt that he should be bolder, let alone these soldiers.

After experiencing bloodshed and victory, they were more eager for victory and blood.

The opposite of madness is endless fear.

The Hu people of the Zarts tribe had just heard the news that their leader had died in battle. Before they could react, they saw a group of cavalrymen covered in blood and carrying human heads rushing into the tribe.

In their eyes, Yang Zhengshan and the cavalrymen of the garrison camp were like demons crawling out of hell.

Scarlet blood, terrifying heads, and dazzling gun tips.

If they knew at this time that the enemy only had 300 cavalrymen, they might be able to counterattack.

But they don’t know, and even most people don’t know anything.

All they saw was a group of bloody cavalrymen rushing into the settlement and killing people brutally.

Faced with such a scene, the first choice they made was to escape.

Fear spread, and nearly 10,000 Zarts were defeated in a short time.

They were not defeated by Yang Zhengshan and his men, but by the fear and panic of the unknown.

The screams were everywhere, which accelerated the spread of panic.

By the time Song Dashan and his armored infantry arrived at the Zarts tribe, the Zarts tribe had already been thrown into complete chaos.

After Yang Zhengshan led 300 cavalrymen out of the settlement, he charged back again.

The Hu people of Zarts were hiding and fleeing everywhere, and a large number of livestock were running around.

Seeing such a scene, Song Dashan was stunned for a moment, especially when he saw Yang Zhengshan and a group of cavalrymen killing people indiscriminately in the settlement, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

But he soon reacted!
"Form up and kill!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately joined the battle with his armored infantry.

The armored infantry could not charge like the cavalry, but they advanced steadily and cautiously towards the interior of the settlement.

"Run!"

"Hold them off!"

"Woo~~"

The chaos brought by panic completely enveloped Zaltz.

The sky was sunny and cloudless.

The earth was covered with blood and corpses were everywhere.

The battle lasted for a long time, so long that Yang Zhengshan felt numb.

When he raised the butcher knife, he could no longer stop, as if all that was left before his eyes was struggle and blood.

When the sun was shining brightly in the sky, Yang Zhengshan finally stopped.

It was not because he was too weak to continue fighting, but because he could no longer find the enemy in front of him.

There were nothing but corpses, corpses all over the ground, corpses stained with blood.

Hehehe~~
The red cloud lowered its head and blew the blood that had formed in pools on the ground.

Yang Zhengshan raised his head and looked around, seeing the corpses.

Men, women, old men, strong men, children~~
When he saw a young corpse, his heart was slightly touched.

It wasn't just the Hu tribe that was in chaos just now, he was also in chaos.

He killed many people.

I don't know if he killed any children.

huh~~
I took a deep breath, but my mouth was full of the taste of blood.

"go!"

Yang Zhengshan called out in a low voice.

Hongyun raised his head and rode his horse forward.

Cruel?
cruel!

Crazy?
Crazy!

But this is war.

Talking about human rights here?

That's nonsense!

Are we talking about respecting the elderly and loving the young here?
It seems possible!

But think about it, when the Hu people invaded the border of Dayong, did they ever talk about respecting the elderly and loving the young?
Yang Zhengshan still remembers the tragic situation in Jiangjia Village, and also remembers Lin Zhan and Wang Yunqiao who escaped from Xiaolin Village. They were only eight years old at that time, and Wang Mingzhe was still an infant.

This is a war, a war between races!

Yang Zhengshan recalled over and over again the black smoke that filled the sky over Jiangjia Village, and the scene when he first met Lin Zhan and Wang Yunqiao.

He prepared himself mentally to erase the guilt in his heart.

The heart is touched and the mind is struggling.

Yang Zhengshan was very confused at this time, but he was not a person who liked to be entangled.

(End of this chapter)