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Volume One: Laughing and Drinking the Blood of Japanese Pirates Chapter 87: Banner Corps

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    The storm lasted until early morning.

    More than two thousand soldiers, who had rested for the night, emerged from the low tents one after another.  That night, although the wind was biting and the dripping water turned into ice, they slept extremely soundly.

    Just because they were too tired, everyone kept their armor and knives in their hands, so they fell into a deep sleep.

    In the middle of the night, the Fuso people also tried to send out a small group of troops to try to sneak attack.  But the brothers who were on night watch led by Fatty Hou shot them back with bows and arrows.  After the Fuso people tried several times, not only did they not get any advantage, but they also left hundreds of corpses behind.  Seeing that there was no opportunity to take advantage of it, the Fusang people finally stopped in the middle of the night.

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    As soon as it gets dark, the sounds of war drums and horns can be heard in the distance.  The Fuso people, who had been dormant all night, began to prepare for an attack again!

    Fatty Hou led more than two thousand brothers, hurriedly filled their stomachs with dry food, fed the horses, and began to prepare for the battle.

    Fatty Hou rode on the rejuvenated alien sweat horse, raised the thick-backed sword in his hand high, and said loudly: "Brothers! The reinforcements sent by the general are definitely on the way! Maybe, they are far away from us.  It¡¯s not far away! As long as we cling to the Fusang people, the final victory in this battle will definitely belong to Beiyan!¡±

    "Ten thousand victories! Ten thousand victories! Ten thousand victories!" More than two thousand soldiers raised their arms and shouted.  They rested overnight, regained some of their physical strength, and regained their high fighting spirit.

    "While the Fusang people are still in battle, follow me and charge forward!" Fatty Hou waved his sword and led more than two thousand brothers to rush out through the gap in the corpse wall.

    "Rumble!" The dull sound of horse hooves resounded in the vast snowfield.

    Several miles away, the Fusang people were forming a chaotic formation. To their surprise, the heavily besieged Beiyan cavalry was the first to attack!

    For the cavalry, a distance of several miles can only be reached in an instant.

    Like a huge surging wave, more than two thousand riders pierced the Fuso people's array like sharp blades!

    The sleepy-eyed Fusang people, who had not yet formed their formation, suddenly became a mess.  More than two thousand soldiers led by Fatty Hou penetrated the Fusang people's battle formation effortlessly.

    Fatty Hou turned his horse's head, raised his thick-backed sword high, and roared: "Give it to Lord Hou, and I will kill you back!"

    After saying that, he took the lead, charging towards the back of the Fuso people's battle formation, and charged in again.

    None of the Fuso people expected that these murderous gods had just rushed out and then rushed back!  A good front was suddenly divided into pieces!

    Fatty Hou slashed with his knife, cutting a Fusang leader's head and shoulders into two pieces. The smelly blood spurted out, staining the fresh snow that had just fallen last night red.

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    The more than two thousand cavalrymen following him were harvesting the lives of the Fuso people just like chopping melons and vegetables.  In just a quarter of an hour, thousands more Fusang soldiers died in their hands.

    "Woooooo!" At this moment, a deep horn sound suddenly came from the distant Qingyu Mountain.

    Accompanied by this blast of horns, a large group of Hatamoto warriors wearing dark red armor, holding gleaming swords, and carrying powerful crossbows suddenly emerged from the dense forest at the foot of Qingyu Mountain.

    These warriors were divided into teams of 300 people, a total of 100 teams, forming a formation that resembled fish scales.

    This is the most elite banner army under Toyotomi Shingen!

    Once the 30,000-strong banner army formed a battle formation, they took heavy steps and pressed up towards the Beiyan cavalry step by step!

    Seeing the approaching banner army from a distance, Fatty Hou's pupils shrank slightly and he quickly observed attentively.

    "What the hell are you doing, Fusang bastard? This formation looks like a fish scale formation, but it's too close. Is there any trick that can't be done?" Fatty Hou whispered to himself.

    After several battles with the Fusang people, Fatty Hou had a clear understanding of the Fusang people's fighting power.

    The combat effectiveness of these Fuso people in the field is actually not strong.  Especially when facing cavalry, they are simply vulnerable.  Therefore, facing the banner army that was constantly pressing up from a distance, Fatty Hou didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just the Fuso Army with better equipment.

    Seeing the Hatamoto Legion on the stage, the other Fuso armies retreated one after another, leaving the vast battlefield to the two protagonists.

    Fatty Hou observed attentively for a moment, but did not see anything outstanding about the banner army, so he waved his thick-backed sword and the master shouted: "Brothers, form an array, form an array, charge forward, and crush these Fusang brats!"

    "Kill! Kill! Kill! Ten thousand victories! Ten thousand victories!" More than two thousand riders?? responded loudly, began to adjust the position of the mount, and formed a formation.

    "Boom!" Heavy horse hooves sounded, and more than two thousand cavalry formed an impact formation that was three hundred feet wide and seven rows thick.  The three rows in front are the armored heavy cavalry from the Guards Battalion, and the four rows behind are the light cavalry from the Xiaoqi Battalion.

    More than two thousand cavalrymen kept silent, raised their swords and guns high, and charged at the banner army.

    But the 30,000 banner warriors actually turned a blind eye!  Still taking heavy steps, he charged towards the Beiyan cavalry!

    On the plain, the confrontation between infantry and cavalry is tantamount to seeking death!

    Seeing this situation, Fatty Hou beamed with joy and clamped his legs under his crotch on the horse, making his speed a little faster!

    "Stop!" Until the Beiyan cavalry rushed within a hundred feet, the commander of the banner army gave an order, and the thirty thousand banner soldiers stopped at the same time, acting like one person.

    The commander of the Hatamoto Corps is a Fuso general in his thirties who is wearing a silver helmet and looks quite similar to Toyotomi Shingen. At this time, he is scanning the approaching Beiyan cavalry with contemptuous eyes.  .

    Immediately afterwards, he shouted loudly: "Crossbow!"

    With another simple word, the 30,000 banner warriors immediately took off the crossbows on their backs.

    "Win the string!"

    "Kakaka!" The thirty thousand banner warriors stepped on the crossbow arm with both feet, grabbed the crossbow string with both hands and pulled it up desperately, buckling the extremely heavy crossbow string onto the crossbow machine.

    "Aim!"

    "Hoo!" Thirty thousand strong crossbows immediately placed more than two thousand cavalry on the lookout mountain (the sight of the crossbow).

    Fatty Hou took a deep breath when he saw countless gleaming crossbow tips aimed at him and his brothers!

    "Shield! Put on the shield!" Fatty Hou shouted, took off the riding shield next to the horse's butt, and held it in front of his chest.

    In addition to the heavy armor, the armored heavy knight is also equipped with an iron riding shield.  It's just that for armored heavy cavalry with already strong defenses, this cavalry shield is rarely used.  More often than not, this riding shield was used as a marching pot for boiling water and cooking, which was quite practical.

    But now, this riding shield has come in real use!

    "Shoot!" The commander of the Bantam Legion, grinning ferociously, squeezed out one word through his teeth.

    ¡°Bang bang bang!¡± Countless crossbow strings exploded suddenly.

    Thirty thousand powerful crossbows fired 30,000 gleaming crossbow arrows, overwhelming the Beiyan cavalry!

    The fast-flying crossbow arrows, carrying strong winds, continued to magnify in the eyes of more than two thousand Beiyan cavalry, and they were in front of them in an instant.

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