C426 (1/2)

”Brothers, let's fight our way back to cavalry of Youzhou.” Lin Zhuo could not help but grumble in his heart, he then shouted and led the cavalrymen to attack cavalry of Youzhou. He knew very well that if he were to lose the Changjin Camp, he would undoubtedly be executed by Dong Zhuo.

Most importantly, the Huaixian's two camps, the's several hundred thousand West Cold Army s' provisions were all in the Changjin Camp. If they were burned by the cavalry of Youzhou, what would the Xiliang soldier and war horses eat? It was likely that the morale of the troops would be greatly affected, and the two camps might not be able to hold on.

”Kill …”

Over a thousand cavalry of Youzhou s shouted, and quickly rushed towards the West Cold Cavalry. At such a close distance, there were no longer any more arrows. cavalry of Youzhou took out their Pu Dao s and raised them high up, the sharp blades reflecting the light of the camp, illuminating the darkness before dawn.

”Kill!”

Lin Zhuo bellowed, his eyes burning with anger, he waved his spear and welcomed the spear. He saw Chen Cang leading the charge. He knew that he no longer had any hope of living, so even if he died, he would still kill this fellow that had put him to death.

As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong. Almost all of the West Cold Army's soldiers were long spears, so they were not afraid in the slightest when facing the cavalry of Youzhou with the Pu Dao in their hands. They shouted together, and followed closely behind Lin Zhuo, rushing towards cavalry of Youzhou.

”Die!” Lin Zhuo screamed, the spear in his hand trembled, and the spear blade pierced into Chen Cang's left chest. In this kind of situation, let alone a sharp spear blade, even a sharp wooden stick could shock the opponent.

Chen Cang was also crawling around in the pile of dead, and he had a lot of experience in fighting for his life. Seeing that Lin Zhuo's spear was approaching him, he only raised the Pu Dao in his hands up. With a ”clang” sound, Lin Zhuo's spear blade immediately floated up and pierced into the air from Chen Cang's left shoulder.

Everything had two aspects, positive and negative. The spear had a great advantage, but it was also a fatal weakness. The long spear could be used to strike first, but the defense was slower. Once the long spear pierced the air, not only would he lose the initiative to attack, his own body would also be exposed in front of the enemy.

The advantage of short weapons was that they could react quickly and move freely. As the proverb goes, an inch shorter and an inch riskier, the Pu Dao's biggest characteristic was that it was suited for close combat, especially when the cavalry was at full speed, all their attacks and defenses were carried out in an instant. Just as Lin Zhuo was about to take back his spear, Chen Cang's Pu Dao shot towards him along with Lin Zhuo's spear shaft.

Because of the galloping of the warhorses, Lin Zhuo almost did not feel Chen Cang's wind blades. He only felt a cold light flash by his waist, as if a cold wind was blowing in. Lin Zhuo unintentionally lowered his head, only to realise that his body was still floating in mid air, his mount had already brought him to the front of the horse.

The sky had just begun to brighten, and a faint mist loomed over the wilderness, revealing the bare branches of trees and withered weeds. As they approached the village, the mist thinned even more, and a few scrawny dogs huddled at the village entrance, staring in horror at the misty wilderness.

In that fog, there were more than a thousand war horses galloping through the wilderness. The cavalry on horseback were all disheveled and battered. Many of the riders even had knife wounds, and fresh blood had already dyed their battle robes red. The thick smell of blood wafted in the cold wind.

This troop of cavalrymen rushed across the wilderness straight towards the West Cold Army Camp. Under the lead of the scout, the cavalry soldiers entered the camp, the leading officers followed the scout into Li Ru's tent.

”Reporting...” Military Advisor. Changjin Ferry Pass was ambushed by cavalry of Youzhou last night, and they used rockets to ignite the entire camp, even burning the boats at the ferry. Lord Commander Lin Zhuo died on the spot, and only a thousand of the three thousand cavalrymen escaped. More than twenty thousand soldiers died, and the survivors scattered. ”

”Ah …” Li Ru had just gotten up when he received the grievous news, and almost fainted. Lin Zhuo was a cautious person, so he sent Lin Zhuo to defend the Changjin. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the leader of the group, shouting, ”Where is the food?” Where are our provisions? ”

He did not care whether Lin Zhuo died or not, even if all of the twenty thousand soldiers were dead, he did not care. Food and food were what he cared about the most, if he did not have any, he would be like the cavalry of Youzhou, or the Army of Montenegro, staying in the Hanoi County for less than three days.