Chapter 29: The Invincible Heavy Cavalry

*Boom! Boom! * Warhorses galloped, and the momentum of over a hundred war horses was like thousands of troops and horses.

The pitch-black armor looked terrifying in the sunset.

Jianzhou Guard military camp.

"What sound is that?"

Someone in the Jian slave camp heard the rumbling sound in the distance and was full of doubts. Xibaoqipian'gu, the leader of the main camp, suddenly changed his expression, stood up abruptly, and came outside the camp. Seeing the yellow sand filling the sky not far away,

his expression changed even more wildly: "Damn it! It's cavalry!"

"There are enemies! Get on your horses quickly!"

Xibaoqipian'gu roared crazily, and at the same time quickly took his weapon and rode his warhorse. The guards beside him also put on armor one after another, ready to go. However, the others were not so fast.

Having just run for several hours, they only rested for half an hour. This was the most exhausted moment. Even though their leader was roaring,

they were still scattered.

*Pa! *

"Damn it, hurry up!"

Xibaoqipian'gu kept whipping the Jian slaves around him, but the effect was not great. The Jian slaves' military discipline itself was not very good, coupled with being raided last night and marching for so long today.

Even if Xibaoqipian'gu was furious, the army couldn't gather.

*Dong dong dong! *

"What is that?"

Finally, someone discovered Liu Tong's iron cavalry, but it was already too late. They were less than eight hundred meters away.

Heavy cavalry charging up can be said to be unstoppable. The Jian slave military camp didn't even have fences; it can be said that it was completely undefended.

Obviously, these Jian slaves didn't put Su Fan and the others in their eyes at all.

They thought that their five hundred cavalry would easily deal with a hundred-household post, and they didn't even consider that the night raid last night came from Su Fan and the others.

"Cavalry! Heavy cavalry!"

Xibaoqipian'gu looked at the hundred-plus iron cavalry, his expression extremely ugly. The pitch-black armor, coupled with the armor on the warhorses, made his heart shake violently.

"Quick!"

"Quick, get on your horses!"

Xibaoqipian'gu shouted until his voice was hoarse. Although he was not a famous general, he had been a cavalry commander for so many years; how could he not know the power of this heavy cavalry?

Even in their prime, they might not necessarily be able to withstand it. The advantage of equipment was truly too powerful.

"Kill!"

Liu Tong's heavy cavalry began to accelerate when they were five hundred meters away from the Jian slaves. Each of the hundred riders held a three-meter-long spear, and the sharp spear tips projected endless cold light.

Heavy cavalry, the final afterglow of this era. When over a hundred riders charged into the Jian slave military camp, just the first wave of impact shattered the Jian slaves.

Anyone who stood in front of the heavy cavalry was sent flying.

Heavy armor, tall horses, strong men.

To build one hundred heavy cavalry, it cost tens of thousands of taels of silver, not counting the consumption of the hundred people's martial arts training.

Those one hundred warhorses alone cost over ten thousand taels of silver.

Ordinary warhorses cost twenty taels, but the ones Liu Tong and the others were riding were all top-tier Mongol warhorses, each costing over a hundred taels of silver.

The iron armor was also the same. After all, this chain mail is only worn by high-level military officers.

Of course, Liu Tong didn't let Su Fan's spending down. These hundred-plus iron cavalry, charging the formation, were truly invincible.

Su Fan watched from behind, listening to the miserable screams in front, his expression unchanged.

When he arrived outside the Jian slave military camp, the battle was almost over.

One wave of impact shattered over four hundred Jian slaves. Over a hundred died in this wave of impact alone. The rest were almost terrified; apart from those who fled, the others threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground.

The smell of blood permeated the air, and there were severed limbs everywhere.

"Master."

Liu Tong saw Su Fan coming over, opened the face mask made of iron, and walked over covered in blood.

"How is it?"

Su Fan asked.

"Twenty riders ran away in advance. I let Liuzi take people to chase them, but I guess they can't catch up. After all, heavy cavalry cannot travel long distances." Liu Tong was a bit self-blaming.

"If they escaped, they escaped. It should be Xibaoqipian'gu and the others. But they can escape the monk, but they can't escape the temple."

Su Fan didn't care, looking at the hundred-plus people lying on the ground. As for the injured, they were all finished off by Liu Tong and the others.

This time, Xibaoqipian'gu and the others were almost wiped out.

Losing over five hundred elite men in one battle was also a huge loss for the Jianzhou Guard.

According to Su Fan's investigation, the entire Jianzhou Guard had less than ten thousand people in a thousand households.

There were only three thousand elite men.

Losing one-fifth at once would definitely make them feel the pain.

Losing so many people, they definitely wouldn't have an easy time. They might be attacked by others. In Liaodong, there are quite a few internal conflicts among the Jian slaves and Jurchens, and the Jurchens are also divided into tribes.

The Jianzhou Jurchens surrendered to the Great Ming and lived under the Great Ming, but in this Liaodong area, the Jurchens are divided into three major blocks: Jianzhou Jurchens, Haixi Jurchens, and the Wild Jurchens.

They often fight among themselves.

"Clean up the battlefield, we are going back."

The two hundred people behind also entered the battlefield, especially the one hundred fledglings. Seeing the cruelty of war for the first time, everyone frowned, and some even vomited. The smell of blood was obviously not good to smell.

Su Fan brought them along just to let them see this bloody battlefield, so that they wouldn't cause turmoil due to fear when they went to the battlefield in the future.

Wiping out three hundred enemies and capturing over one hundred and twenty people, Liu Tong and the others had almost no losses. One wave of charging the formation, and the battle was over.

It can be said that it was too easy.

And the Jianzhou Jurchens of this period really couldn't compare to the period of Nurhaci and Huang Taiji.

After all, in that period, relying on the Eight Great Shanxi Merchants to smuggle ironware, the Jian slaves' equipment was even better than the Ming army.

Now these Jurchens, the best on their bodies is just leather.

Facing Liu Tong and the others in full chain mail, they couldn't compare at all. Moreover, these one hundred people were not ordinary troops. In terms of individual martial arts, they could also hang and beat them; fighting one against five was no problem.

These one hundred iron cavalry were Su Fan's foundation. With these one hundred people protecting him, even if you encounter a few first-rate Jianghu experts, it is very difficult to threaten Su Fan.

A day later, Su Fan's three hundred people, carrying over a hundred Jurchen captives, returned to the defense fort.

For these Jurchen captives, Su Fan naturally wouldn't let them go. It just so happens that there is not enough manpower. In the future, he wants to build treasure ships and needs a lot of wood. If he relies on buying, the cost will definitely not be small. There are many giant trees in Liaodong, so he can cut down a batch in advance. The keel of a treasure ship has a huge requirement, so it needs to be made in advance.

A keel is estimated to take two or three years to take shape.

He is prepared to build a shipyard in Liaodong. It just so happens that there is a bay in Jinzhou Guard, which is very suitable.

As for the Jinzhou Guard, Su Fan has already started to contact them.

In this day and age, as long as you give money to the military officers of the guard, they are willing to do anything. ===== CHAPTER 30 =====