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Chapter 110 The Combat Power of the Black Cavalry

Under the setting sun, two cavalry formations were charging towards each other with all their might on the flat ground of the Wanning River Valley.

As the barbarian cavalry approached the Black Cavalry led by Wenren Lie, the Black Cavalry immediately changed formation to an offensive one.

Xiao Pengtian's cavalry then charged into the heavy cavalry formation.

The next moment, the sounds of ping-pong balls clashing with weapons and deafening battle cries echoed across the riverbanks of the Wanning River Valley.

Not far away, Xuan Yuanchen's 20,000 heavily armored cavalrymen simply stood still and did not take any action.

The Black Cavalry was divided into two parts: the first 30,000, led by Wenren Lie, were responsible for charging and fighting, while the second 20,000, led by Xuanyuan Chen, were responsible for blocking the Wanning River Valley and preventing any barbarian cavalry from breaking through.

The Black Cavalry were incredibly powerful. Barbarian cavalrymen who charged into their ranks were cut down one by one. The Black Cavalry also used extremely sharp weapons. Barbarian cavalrymen who were accidentally struck by the Black Cavalry's greatswords were almost always killed, along with their horses.

After a quarter of an hour of fighting, the Black Cavalry and the barbarian cavalry led by Xiao Pengtian finally separated.

When Xiao Pengtian broke out of the Black Cavalry's formation, he discovered that there was another Black Cavalry unit in the distance, which was watching them indifferently without making any moves.

Those black cavalrymen were like emotionless ghosts, a phantom army from the underworld.

Xiao Pengtian glanced at the sparse barbarian soldiers behind him. Almost all of them were wounded, and many of them had their arms cut off.

After one charge, they were left with less than 10,000 soldiers.

Are these the heavy cavalry of the Great Xia Dynasty?

Xiao Pengtian never imagined that the heavy cavalry of the Great Xia would one day be able to crush the barbarian cavalry.

They've met their match!

Xiao Pengtian glanced at his torn armor, then ripped it off and tossed it to the ground.

Against this cavalry, no armor was of any use.

Instead of charging at Xuan Yuanchen's stationary black cavalry, Xiao Pengtian turned around.

They are now surrounded, and even if they charge towards the setting sun, they will not be able to escape.

Xiao Pengtian already had a premonition of his fate; he was certain to die today.

It is better to die on the battlefield than to charge into those stationary cavalrymen, try to escape, and die an embarrassing death.

With trembling hands, Xiao Pengtian raised his axe and roared once more, "Rebuild the glory of the Wolf God! Charge with me!!!"

"kill!!!"

Leading the remaining less than 10,000 barbarian cavalry, Xiao Pengtian charged once again towards the black cavalry led by Wenren Lie.

Moments later, the two cavalry forces met again on the banks of the Wanning River, and the sounds of battle echoed once more through the Wanning River Valley.

As the sun gradually set, only half of it shone on the Wanning River Valley.

The sounds of ping-pong balls grew sparser, the sounds of fighting dwindled, and finally, only one man and one horse, dragging their wounded bodies, charged out of the Black Cavalry formation.

Facing the sun, Xiao Pengtian looked at the indifferent and ruthless black cavalry in the distance. Blood was streaming down his head, obscuring his vision.

The whole world turned red, the color of blood.

Countless images flashed through Xiao Pengtian's mind as he recalled his childhood, when he grew up with his older sister and had no parents.

In the sunset, he saw the pure white snow.

I saw cattle and sheep frozen to death, and yurts blown away by the strong winds.

They also witnessed the barbarian army marching south to plunder the Xia people, and the Xia people kneeling on the ground begging for mercy but still being killed.

Xiao Pengtian, his hair disheveled, burst into laughter, then muttered to himself, "Yaoyao, it seems your uncle won't be able to send you to Daxia..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Pengtian raised his axe again, and with his last ounce of strength, he roared hoarsely:

"Rebuild the glory of the Wolf God! Kill!!!"

A lone figure on horseback, his silhouette growing longer and fainter in the sunset.

Wenren Lie raised his hand and made a gesture forbidding the soldiers from moving out.

Immediately afterwards, Wenren Lie picked up the sledgehammer and headed straight for Xiao Pengtian.

Soon, the two met on the riverbank littered with corpses. Wenren Lie struck first, delivering a blow with his hammer.

Xiao Pengtian was about to resist when he found that he had no strength left in his body.

His body was then sent flying by the hammer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before losing consciousness completely.

Seeing that the 50,000 cavalry behind him had been cleared out and that he had remained silent and motionless, Xuan Yuan Chen coldly said in an emotionless tone, "Continue advancing!"

It seemed to Xuan Yuan Chen that the battle just now had never happened at all.

Wenren Lie glanced at Xiao Pengtian on the ground, then said to the soldier beside him, "Take him away and hand him over to the prince."

"Yes, General."

The soldier immediately came to Xiao Pengtian, tied him up tightly, and then placed him behind the horse.

Before long, the fleeing barbarian cavalry encountered Wenren Lie and his Black Cavalry.

The sky was already getting dark. At first, the barbarian cavalrymen thought that the black cavalrymen in front were Xiao Pengtian and his men who were guarding the rear.

As the fleeing barbarian cavalrymen approached, they were shocked to discover that the force was actually tens of thousands of heavily armored cavalry.

Without any hesitation, Wenren Lie and Xuanyuan Chen led 50,000 heavily armored cavalrymen toward Yancheng, leaving behind only the corpses of barbarian cavalrymen in their wake.

The barbarian cavalry had been terrified by the previous artillery barrage and had lost all will to fight. In addition, their king was dead and there was no one to command them. The barbarian cavalry was now almost powerless.

The Black Cavalry advanced very quickly and soon entered the artillery battalion's firing range. However, by this time, the artillery battalion had almost run out of shells, so they didn't have to worry about friendly fire.

Mu Jingwu stood on a large, protruding rock, watching the black cavalry advancing relentlessly down the mountain, feeling utterly horrified.

Is this the fighting power of heavy cavalry?

Wherever they went, there were corpses everywhere!

The Black Cavalry killed barbarians as easily as killing chickens.

If the imperial court were to learn of these 50,000 Black Cavalry, Mu Jingwu believed that the court would immediately dispatch troops north overnight and then station over 100,000 troops in Prince Qi's fiefdom.

Mu Jingwu knew very well what heavy cavalry meant in this era.

Mu Jingwu couldn't help but wonder when the prince would finally vie for that position.

……

The sunset glow gradually faded, and a huge moon hung in the sky, its cool light shining on the ground, allowing people to see clearly even in the darkness.

Unfortunately, the barbarian army could not see the way back.

The sounds of battle echoed continuously through the Wanning River Valley, and even within Yancheng, the sounds of fighting could be faintly heard.

Those who did not leave Yancheng hid in their rooms, listening to the sounds of fighting outside the city, and did not sleep all night.

(End of this chapter)