Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 234

Chapter 234 There is something wrong with you!

The Japanese cavalry array began to accelerate gradually after trotting slowly for fifty meters.

As for China's more than 130 cavalry, they were still trotting and did not enter a state of acceleration.

Fujimoto showed contempt in his eyes. The distance between the two sides was close to 400 meters. The inferior Mongolian horse equipped by the Chinese dared not to accelerate. In just ten seconds, the big green horse he sat on would accelerate to its peak.

At that time, the cavalry with a top speed of 60 kilometers per hour will be like flying arrows, cutting into pieces the Chinese cavalry array that cannot accelerate to the highest speed like butter effortlessly.

Without the cavalry formation, the cavalry can only fight independently. No matter how many there are, what is the use?

He has already won this battle.

Fujiwara Ichi's pride is certainly justified. Leaving aside his riding skills and fighting will, the horses equipped by the two sides are originally very different.

The war horses of the Japanese army are commonly known as Oriental horses. They are not local horse breeds, but are carefully bred.

The cultivation of this war horse was not accomplished overnight, it went through an extremely long process.

Since the Meiji Restoration, the rising Japan has attached great importance to the cultivation of war horses. Horses native to Japan also belong to the Mongolian breed. Perhaps because of the attraction of different bodies in the island country, the body height (the vertical distance from the top of the armor to the ground) was originally only 1.35 meters. The height of the Mongolian horse actually decreased again when it arrived in Japan. , but 1.3 meters.

As a result, the Japanese government began to introduce Arabian horses, purebred horses, and Anglo-Arabian horses, and crossbred these horses with local horses. After decades of efforts, Japan's own famous Oriental horses were finally bred.

On the other hand, the Mongolian horses ridden by the Chinese cavalry are only 1.35 meters tall, weigh only 360 kilograms at their heaviest, and have a top speed of less than 50 kilometers per hour. All indicators are far behind the Oriental horses.

Of course, the Chinese cavalry chose Mongolian horses as war horses. Although it was a helpless move, Mongolian horses also had their advantages.

This type of horse does not need special food, and can eat whatever fodder is needed in any season. It is also hard-working and not afraid of the cold, and its vitality is extremely tenacious.

To put it bluntly, it is easy to make a living. This feature is most suitable for China's current national conditions.

Japanese Oriental horses will lose weight if they don't get some refined food for a day. As a result, the Japanese cavalry usually carry more horse food than human rations, which is completely expensive.

In addition, Mongolian horses have unparalleled advantages in long-distance marches. In the Northeast, the cavalry once marched for ten consecutive days, reaching 100 kilometers every day. If they were replaced by Japanese Oriental horses, it would be absolutely impossible.

However, these characteristics have nothing to do with the current battlefield. Cavalry duels rely on the rapid increase in short-distance speed and the weight of the horses themselves. If two horses cannot avoid a collision, the one with height and weight will naturally take advantage.

The war horses are already at an absolute disadvantage, not to mention that the Japanese cavalry formation has begun to accelerate, while a group of Chinese cavalry is still walking forward in a leisurely manner.

“Boom! Boom!” The sound of horse hooves like thunder spread across the wilderness.

The hairs on the backs of the heads of the Chinese cavalrymen stood up in excitement. The horses that sat down were also stimulated and snorted in horror, and their hoofs accelerated involuntarily.

“Stay steady, hold still, listen to my order!” Gong Shaoxun glanced at Tang Dao, who was looking at the front with an unchanging expression, and shouted loudly.

Some of the palpitating cavalrymen stroked the necks of their restless horses and tried their best to calm down their hearts.

“Brother, the Japanese are speeding up.” The young soldier couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Why are you panicking? The commander didn't give the order to rush. Of course he has his own reasons." The veteran looked straight ahead and growled coldly.

The squad leader's calmness calmed the young soldier's somewhat flustered mind.

However, he didn't know that the old soldier's palm, which was holding the Thirteen Liao-made lance tightly, was full of slippery texture.

The veteran trusted his commander, but faced the Japanese cavalry's crazy attack, he still couldn't control his fear.

The distance between the two sides has reached 300 meters, and the Japanese cavalry has entered the final stage of acceleration.

Looking at it from a distance, the opposite side looks like a dark cloud rolling in, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

The ground seemed to be shaking.

However, Gong Shaoxun, Tang Dao and the two cavalry company commanders at the front of the cavalry queue were still holding down the speed, and the Chinese cavalry were still jogging.

250 meters!

200 meters!

“Gun!” Following Fujiwaraichi's roar and his movement of holding a gun forward with his legs tightly clamped on the horse's belly, the Japanese cavalrymen raised their lances one after another.

This is a conventional tactic before a cavalry duel. The cold-weapon slashing tactic of holding up the saber from the beginning has become outdated with the advent of hot weapons.

The distance of 200 meters is enough for the cavalry to shoot the bullet in the lance and then draw the saber hanging from the horse's belly.

“Avoid!” Gong Shaoxun roared, turned to one side, and hid his entire body under the horse's belly, showing his excellent riding skills.

Some of the Chinese cavalrymen lay flat on their horses, while others imitated their commanders and hid their whole bodies in the air on the sides of the horses' belly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" After a burst of gunfire, at least ten people on the Chinese cavalry side fell under the horse, and some horses were hit by bullets. They roared and ran wildly, regardless of the efforts of the cavalry to control them. He got out of the formation and ran for twenty or thirty meters before falling to the ground exhausted.

The cavalryman who rolled off his horse had no intention of getting up and running away. Instead, he rolled and crawled to find the nearest ditch.

That was the only place where he could survive. Otherwise, he would have been trampled by his own horses and had his tendons broken before the Japanese cavalry arrived.

Once the cavalry enters combat mode, they will never stop for anyone, not even the highest commander. Those who fall off their horses during a charge have a death rate of over 90%.

Either fell to death or was trampled to death by horse hooves.

The Japanese cavalry's marksmanship is good. On horseback charging at high speed, they can still hit targets that are also moving 200 meters away. If they are given another chance to shoot, perhaps the more than 130 Chinese cavalry who are facing them will be able to defeat them. The strength of the troops remains the same.

It's just that they don't have time, and the Chinese cavalry that has been activated will not stop.

"Abandon the gun! Draw the sword!" Fujiwara was on the horse that was moving at high speed. He turned his wrist slightly, inserted the short lance into one side of the gun bag, and then pulled out the saber on the other side and pointed forward.

That set of movements is so skillful that it can be called beautiful. Even the cavalry captain beside him who has been in the army for more than five years has to admire this second-generation nobleman. He is gold-plated, but he definitely has some skills.

There will never be more than ten people in the entire cavalry regiment who can retract their guns and draw their swords without hesitation on a high-speed horse.

Most cavalrymen either spent several seconds inserting their lances into their pouches, or simply threw away their lances and drew their sabers.

If you win the battle, you can just pick up the lance. If you fail, the lance will naturally be of no use.

The Japanese are also able to assess the situation, and they are not all stubborn and stubborn. In particular, they are noble cavalry, can they be compared to those bumpkin infantry?

Throwing a gun counts as a ball!

The distance between the two sides has been close to 150 meters. At the speed of charging the Japanese horses at full speed, it takes only two breaths to break into the Chinese cavalry array that has just picked up speed.

However, Fujiwara's eyes lacked the previous confidence and contempt, and his intuition made him feel that something was wrong.

How could a cavalryman who could take the initiative to walk out of the woods and fight with him on horseback be so miserable? Didn't start accelerating until this critical moment?

Do they have any other plots?

However, no matter how much he felt something was wrong, he was now in a state of charge. Even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, he had to charge.

If it is a sea of fire, it will be flattened; if it is a mountain of swords, it will be chopped into pieces.

Fujihara's eyes gradually calmed down, and he held the knife in his hand tighter.

But the next moment, his calm eyes froze.

“Despicable!” Fujiwaraichi roared.

His own body is on one side, his whole body is suspended in the air, hiding under the belly of the high-speed horse.

The formation of the Chinese cavalry suddenly changed and spread out to the two wings, seemingly to avoid the peak of the Japanese cavalry.

This was originally an extremely wrong choice. The war horse is charging at high speed, but that does not mean that it cannot be turned. The speed of the avoided cavalry will be reduced again. Isn't that seeking death?

But the sudden raising of the gun by the cavalry in the front row was the main reason why the proud Japanese nobles hid themselves in a group.

That's not a single-shot lance, it's a submachine gun.

I recommend a friend's historical article "Five Hundred Years of the Qin Dynasty". It is well written. You can read it.

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