The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 659: Will Extension
Singh's nails dug deep into his palms, and blood mixed with cold sweat dripped onto the stirrups.

Every war horse of the Kushan Guards Cavalry Battalion was carefully selected, and every set of horse armor was meticulously forged by the craftsmen of the royal court, but in front of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, they looked like paper toys.

Those light cavalrymen didn't even need to confront the enemy head-on. They could easily tear through the heavy cavalry's defense with one shot by just dodging the charge sideways.

Countless spears and broadswords were aimed directly at the necks, limb joints and other vital parts of the Kushan Guards Cavalry that were not well protected.

What made Singer most nervous was that the rhythm of the wolf riders' attacks was as regular as their breathing.

Whenever a Kushan cavalryman fell off his horse, the nearby wolf riders would immediately rush forward to finish him off.

When the wolf riders are besieged, they will retreat on their own initiative, and the surrounding wolf riders will naturally surround them and take the opportunity to reap the rewards.

Lu Bu, who was rushing in the front, did not rush forward on his own, but began to consciously guide the Wolf Cavalry in front to open a gap for them.

The entire Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry seemed loose and fighting independently, but it gave Singh a feeling of being a whole and having no idea where to start.

Obviously the gaps between the cavalry were not large, but with the dodging and cooperation of the wolf riders, it was as if countless spaces overlapped, and the Kushan Guards Cavalry could hardly reach the enemy.

Feeling the faint military resonance from the wolf riders, Singh's face looked extremely ugly.

The other party is trying to awaken the Military Soul Legion, and they are going to awaken it by stepping on the corpses of the Kushan Guards Cavalry Battalion.

At this time, Lu Bu had already keenly sensed the opportunity.

At this moment, he felt that all the wolf riders were at his disposal.

The cooperation between the wolf riders became more and more tacit. They no longer needed any language or commands. They could cooperate with each other autonomously with just a look, a movement, or even the rhythm of breathing.

Three riders are divided into groups, forming a triangle formation. In the early stage, they will contain and harass the enemy, with the left rider hitting the enemy's vital points, and the right rider assisting and finishing off the enemy. The large formation is used to cover the small formation, and the wolf pack tactics can be said to be played out in a variety of ways.

With every step the Red Hare took forward, the surrounding wolf riders spread out like ripples, forming a dense and sparse attack network.

Excellent coordination and organization!
Tofu dipped in brine, one thing can overcome another.

Facing the Bingzhou Wolf Riders, Singh felt that he had all his strength but was unable to exert it, as if he had punched a leaf with all his strength.

The leaves fluttered in the wind and were not hurt at all by the wind from the fist. Instead, he was cut by the sharp leaf blades and the wind from the fist.

As unstoppable as ever, but the Kushan Guards cavalry at the front fell one after another.

This "softness overcoming hardness" style of fighting actually made the impact of the Kushan cavalry become a fatal flaw.

Singh looked at all this in despair, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Why? Why did he happen to encounter two such armies one after another?
It was obvious that the Kushan Guard Cavalry Battalion he led was invincible, but now it happened to encounter two armies that were naturally nemesis of its own, and was killed without any chance of fighting back.

A wolf rider suddenly approached on horseback. Singer instinctively raised his sword to block, but the opponent did not fight hard. Instead, he pointed a gun at the horse's head, forcing the warhorse to neigh and disrupt its rhythm. Singer's attention was also attracted.

The wolf riders on the flank took the opportunity to use the saddle, curled up and leaned forward, slashing at the raised legs of the warhorse with their swords.

The other wolf rider took the opportunity to swing his hammer and hit over.

Singh barely managed to dodge the second wave of attack, but was knocked off balance by a locking hammer.

The subsequent attacks were continuous like waves. Singh only felt that countless wolf riders passed by him, and he suffered a heavy blow every time one passed by.

In the continuous attacks, Singh, who was seriously injured, could no longer bear it. He fell heavily to the ground with the cry of his warhorse.

The personal guards around him had already been wiped out.

Lu Bu didn't even look at Singer. He had only one goal, which was to annihilate the enemy completely.

He even hoped that Singer could hold on for a while longer and push the Bingzhou Wolf Riders to their limits.

However, with Singh's tragic death, the Kushan Guards Cavalry Battalion's offensive momentum slowed down, morale plummeted, and everyone fell into a state of confusion and helplessness. The charge that was once engraved into their instincts became a fatal death knell at this moment.

The faster you rush, the faster you die.

What they were facing were extremely ferocious and cunning wolves. They didn't give them any chance to fight head-on. They always came in groups of three or five to tear them apart, making them feel like they were trapped in a quagmire and had no choice but to wait for death.

On the other side of the battlefield, Yan Liang and Wen Chou had completed their mission.

The reinforcements behind the Kushan Guards Cavalry were completely cut off, causing them to instinctively rush to another direction.

Seeing the horrific performance of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, Wen Chou could not help but tighten the spear in his hand.

"Brother, did you see that? Lu Fengxian is really scary!"

Yan Liang nodded solemnly.

"I never thought that Lu Fengxian could lead the Bingzhou Wolf Riders to this point!"

While Yan Liang and Wen Chou were sighing, Shen Pei was looking in the direction of Lu Bu with a serious expression.

"Finally, he succeeded!"

"Lü Fengxian, everyone underestimates your courage!"

While everyone admired Lu Bu for successfully turning 3,000 elite Bingzhou Wolf Riders into a military soul corps, Shen Pei sensed Lu Bu's ambition through the performance of the Bingzhou Wolf Riders.

If Lu Bu just wanted to build a military soul corps, he would have been able to do it long ago.

It seems that the White Horse Volunteers and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry are elite troops selected from tens of thousands of cavalrymen, one in every ten or a hundred miles, and they can directly cross the threshold of most of them.

It's not that Lu Bu can't do it, but he doesn't want to.

Because an ordinary military soul corps is not what he wants.

What he wants to build is not an absolutely elite force, but a group of "alpha wolves"!
Originally, Shen Pei thought that the style of this Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry Corps was flexible, versatile or sharp.

But no one expected that what Lu Bu was pursuing was the ultimate organizational ability.

These three thousand elite Bingzhou wolf riders were formed into a separate military soul corps.

But if it were to serve as the leader among the 30,000 Bingzhou wolf cavalry, it would be enough to bring about a qualitative breakthrough in the combat effectiveness of the cavalry corps.

Combined with Lu Bu's already extremely powerful talent, it is not impossible for this guy to set up a "pseudo military soul legion" of 30,000.

hiss!
Thinking of this, Shen Pei couldn't help but take a breath.

Not only them, no prince is a simple character, and they are all pursuing their own "path to the strongest".

In this isolated battlefield, the once famous and invincible Kushan Guards Cavalry Battalion disappeared quietly.

When the last Kushan Guard Cavalry was eliminated, all the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry had completely completed their transformation.

At the moment when the military spirit was gathered, a faint black mist rose from the three thousand cavalrymen, faintly outlining the outline of a wolf head.

The battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence. The uniform movements seemed as if by one person. The breathing of everyone and the neighing of horses were all synchronized as if they had been precisely calculated.

"This is not an army..."

Yuan Shao looked at this scene solemnly: "It is clearly an extension of Lu Bu's will!"

(End of this chapter)