Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1175 There is a cultivator

Atsumi Yasushi was used to being a bodyguard captain and had little experience in commanding on the battlefield. In the heat of battle, he made a mistake and forgot to call out the names of the squad leaders, which prevented them from fully understanding his battle intentions.

By the time he had divided the two ranks, the eight hundred cavalrymen of the Zhenkou Camp had already charged to within fifty zhang and were about to engage the enemy.

The pirate cavalry tried to urge their horses on, but it was too late.

They spurred their horses on, and as they accelerated, eight hundred cavalrymen from the Zhenkou Camp crashed into the pirates' 1,500 cavalrymen from both flanks.

The cavalry team was hastily formed, and there was no time for systematic training in riding skills and mounted combat. They relied solely on their existing individual skills and fought the enemy with gritted teeth.

In this way, the judgment is made.

Not to mention Lin Feng's five hundred guards, every single one of them was an elite soldier handpicked by the Zhenxi Army. Most of them had fought on horseback against the Tartar cavalry and were experts who had fought their way out of piles of corpses.

The 280 war cavalry of the former Zhenfeng Battalion alone were elite war cavalry that had gone through many battles and been refined by the tides.

The two sides are not even on the same level, and now the Zhenkou Camp has gained the upper hand.

Within half an hour, the pirate cavalry began to collapse.

They couldn't withstand such a fierce impact at all; with just a few thrusts from the spears, they fell off their horses like dominoes.

With the horse charging at high speed, there was no chance to fight back. To escape death was considered a stroke of good luck.

Although the number of pirates nearly doubled, their combat strength was far too weak.

A quarter of an hour later, the entire pirate cavalry scattered with a roar, ignoring Atsumi Yasushi's frantic shouts, each spurring their horses to flee for their lives.

Once the troops break up, the battle is lost.

There was no way to organize a counterattack, so Atsumi Yasushi could only run into the wilderness surrounded by his guards.

He wanted to charge into battle himself, but faced with countless enemy cavalry, he wisely chose to flee.

Not only do you have to run, you have to run fast.

Many of the bandit camp's cavalry were chasing after him, trying to kill him.

Lin Feng did not participate in the fighting. Instead, he stood on a slope and calmly observed the chaotic battlefield.

Only when he saw Atsumi Yasushi being escorted away from the battlefield by a group of guards did he take off his bow, nock an arrow, slowly draw the bowstring taut, and adjust the direction and angle upwards.

A moment later, he released his grip, and the arrow flashed and pierced into the air.

The next moment, Atsumi Yasushi, who was desperately spurring his horse to escape, suddenly reached out and pulled the round shield from the back of the guard galloping beside him, shielding it behind his back.

With a thud, an arrow pierced the round shield, then struck Atsumi Yasushi's armor before coming to a stop.

Atsumi Yasushi felt a punch land on his back, and was startled. He turned his head and glanced at the ground, but could only vaguely see a shadowy figure standing in the field.

Ignoring everything else, Atsumi Yasushi spurred his horse and fled frantically.

Lin Feng opened his mouth slightly, somewhat stunned.

This guy's got some skills; he's so alert even while on the run.

There are quite a few skilled fighters among the pirates.

Lin Feng really wanted to catch up with this person and test his abilities, to see how many blows he could block.

This happened in an instant; the thought only flashed through Lin Feng's mind for a moment before a wave of warhorses gave chase.

The cavalrymen at the rear of the column were stabbed off their horses one by one. Even without seeing the stab wounds, just the fall from their horses was enough to cripple them.

Add to that the trampling of the warhorses behind them, and even those who were lucky enough not to be trampled by the horses still broke their bones and were unable to get up.

This was a one-sided battle, and also a decisive victory where the Zhenkou Camp massacred the pirate cavalry.

It was also a battle that boosted the morale, strengthened the confidence, and made the eight hundred cavalrymen of the Zhenkou Camp proud.

Although Lin Feng felt that the victory over these pirate cavalry was not honorable, he did not discourage the soldiers of the Zhenkou Camp.

Because they had also encountered strong opponents, having fought against the Tartar cavalry in the past, they knew where the opponent's strengths and weaknesses lay.

Half an hour later, the bandit garrison returned, tallied their losses, and reaped their spoils.

A dozen or so cavalrymen sustained minor injuries, but none were seriously wounded, and none died.

Pei Qiyin laughed and said, "Just look at these battle losses, and you'll know how pathetic these pirate cavalry are."

Ye Liangcai wiped the blade of his spear.

"Look, there isn't even a single crack on it, yet they've all become so soft."

Wen Jian pointed at Qiao Jushan and said...

“The iron rod on the giant mountain is bent a bit.”

Qiao Jushan was pressing the iron rod hard against the ground, trying to straighten the slightly curved rod, when he heard this he shook his head.

"This is because I hit a rock with the stick, and it almost flew away."

"Hahaha..."

Everyone laughed.

Lin Feng frowned as he looked at the mutilated corpses scattered on the ground.

"Let's find another place to camp and get some rest. We still have a lot of fighting to do later."

The crowd responded enthusiastically, immediately calling to their respective teams, who mounted their horses and followed Lin Feng into the fields.

The group had been fighting the pirates the whole time, with no time to rest or even to bury their corpses.

We have no choice but to give up for now and focus on conserving the energy and stamina of our men and horses.

Due to unforeseen circumstances on the battlefield, Atsumi Akiyama had no choice but to order a temporary halt to the siege.

She pinned her hopes on her distant cousin, Atsumi Yasushi, hoping he could completely wipe out the annoying Zhenxi Army cavalry.

She had great confidence in her cousin, who was able to remain her bodyguard captain, and his skills were exceptional.

General Atsumi Akiyama didn't have to wait long; within two hours, his cavalrymen began to return.

Seeing the men in such a sorry state, covered in blood, even the soldiers standing in front of the camp could tell the outcome of their battle.

Upon receiving the report, Atsumi Akiyama could no longer remain in his military tent and hurried to the entrance of the central command tent.

The guards lifted the curtain, allowing the general to see the situation outside.

With just one glance, Atsumi Akiyama's heart sank to the bottom.

His disheveled appearance and expression spoke volumes; he had undoubtedly been defeated.

She still held a sliver of hope in her heart.

Where is Atsumi Yasushi?

The fleeing cavalrymen, filled with trepidation and guilt, immediately knelt down upon hearing the general's question.

"General An Zhi...he..."

Atsumi Akiyama's heart sank even further. Even if they failed, what if his cousin also got caught up in the mess?

Such a cavalry force is terrifying.

In her heart, her cousin Atsumi Yasushi was a role model of bravery in the army.

Among the three armies, Atsumi Akiyama had never seen a fierce general who could defeat his cousin.

She didn't have to wait long. While everyone was silent, Atsumi Yasushi led more than a hundred guard cavalrymen and thundered into the military camp.

He dismounted his horse in front of the central command tent and strode into it. When he was almost at the door, he quietly waved to Atsumi Akiyama, signaling for them to speak inside.

Atsumi Akiyama sighed inwardly and turned back into the central command tent.

This cousin held a significant place in her heart; he was an important figure in the family, and his father played a crucial role within the family, so she still needed to give him some face.

The two arrived at the central command tent, where guards quickly served tea to Atsumi Yasushi.

Forgetting to drink water, Atsumi Yasushi moved closer to Atsumi Akiyama.

"Among this group of cavalry, there are experts, possibly cultivators."