RPAGF Chapter 207 High Mobility
Chapter 207 High Mobility
Wu Hong immediately ordered the entire organization to accelerate their assault. All the cavalrymen raised their flintlock muskets and urged their horses to charge towards the Jingzhou organization! Five hundred meters!
Four hundred meters, three hundred meters!
Two hundred meters!
boom!boom!
Someone had already fired, but it wasn't the cavalry; it was the soldiers organized by Jingzhou. Some nervous soldiers pulled their triggers, and then all the soldiers followed suit, in an era of being shot in a line.
Musketeers could usually only fire one volley when facing a cavalry charge. Perhaps elite flintlock musketeers could fire two volleys, but those were elite, not the Jingzhou group in front of them. They opened fire as soon as the cavalry entered within two hundred meters, which was a distance that smoothbore muskets could not reach.
The chaotic firing resulted in only a few bullets hitting the charging cavalry, like pebbles scattered in the ocean, causing no ripples whatsoever.
"Bang bang bang!"
Only when they charged within 100 meters did the cavalry of their own district begin firing. After the cavalry in front finished firing, they continued to charge towards the flanks, while the cavalry behind continued firing.
Equipped with rifled flintlock muskets, the self-trained cavalry could effectively kill the enemy at a distance of 100 meters. The soldiers of the Jingzhou organization in front kept falling. This was a battlefield that tested their willpower.
These were not members of the Jingzhou organization, which consisted of untrained soldiers on the battlefield, and the Jingzhou organization had already lost effective command at this time.
Yang Bo simply couldn't replace the soldiers on the front lines with those in the rear, so the soldiers on the front lines kept falling. As a result, the mental defenses of the soldiers who were originally in the rear but suddenly became the front lines collapsed.
Before the continuous gunfire had even stopped, the soldiers of the Jingzhou organization had already collapsed.
"assault!"
After the shooting was completed, the cavalry of their own districts on both sides of the road launched an attack. They started their attack from the two weak flanks of the Jingzhou organization. The cavalry of the southern district could only be considered a third-rate cavalry force in the organization of their own district.
The second-rate were the veteran cavalry regiments deployed in Bingzhou and Jizhou, while the first-rate were the cavalry organization directly commanded by Zhao Yun and stationed in the Anbei Protectorate. Of course, the dragon cavalry had better combat power and equipment.
However, the Dragoon rarely appears on the battlefield, and because their numbers are small, few people mention them, including those within their own districts.
However, even these third-rate cavalrymen are only relative. For the organizations in the south, their third-rate cavalrymen are still the elite of the elite, not to mention that they also have hundreds of dragoons as their backbone.
The thousands of cavalrymen sliced through the eight thousand Jingzhou organization like butter with a knife. The moment the cavalrymen charged into his large organization from both flanks, Yang Bo knew that he was finished, and the eight thousand-strong organization was finished too.
A complete rout; there's no other word to describe it. In less than ten minutes, Wu Hong went from encountering the enemy organization to defeating it, though luck played a part in it.
However, the main reason was the natural advantage of the cavalry he had trained. If an infantry force had suddenly appeared behind the Jingzhou organization, Yang Bo would not have been able to defeat them so quickly and completely, even if he was no match for them.
Even among the more than three thousand cavalrymen commanded by Wu Hong, less than fifty were killed in action! This was an astonishing casualty ratio, almost one to one hundred. Of course, the Jingzhou organization actually only had a little over a thousand dead.
More often than not, they were scattered, but even so, it was still a ratio of one to twenty, which is still an astonishing one.
After defeating the Jingzhou organization in front of him, Wu Hong did not continue the pursuit. His mission was to meet up with Chen Er, leaving one company behind to collect the remains of his fallen comrades and try to recover as many of their own flintlock muskets as possible, while the others continued to advance in the predetermined direction.
Half an hour later, Wu Hong met up with Chen Er. Upon hearing that Wu Hong had just experienced an encounter, Chen Er was glad that he had kept a backup plan and made Wu Hong follow at a distance. Otherwise, this battle would not have been an encounter but a positional battle.
Now that there were no more teams blocking his way, Chen Er's mindset immediately changed, transforming him from a fugitive into an attacker.
Chen Er said to Zhao Yun, "Zilong, how about it? Interested in doing a job with me?"
"My lord, just tell me how to fight."
After the enemy forces blocking their way were dealt with so easily, Zhao Yun's worries were relieved. Moreover, they were now all cavalry, and although their numbers were small, their superior elite status and high mobility made them formidable.
If they were to retreat like this, Zhao Yun would naturally be somewhat unwilling. As a born cavalry commander, his only goal was to attack!
"Of course, it's to give our good friend Lord Liu a surprise!" Chen Er said with a sly smile. Those who knew Chen Er well knew that someone was about to be in trouble when they saw his smile.
Zhao Yun said to Chen Er, "This humble general requests to lead the charge!"
Chen Er naturally wouldn't object to Zhao Yun's request. He said to Zhao Yun, "Very well, let these southerners witness the heroic figure of the white-robed war god of the grasslands today!"
"You little brats!"
Seeing the excited expressions of the soldiers around him, Zhao Yun, who had not personally led a battle for so long, also felt a surge of pride. However, as a commander, Zhao Yun maintained his composure and said to the soldiers below, "Our objective in this battle is to defeat the enemy's main force."
Zhao Yun's goal was simple: to defeat the main force of Liu Bei and Liu Biao's joint landing operation. He was not so arrogant as to think he could use these four thousand cavalry to annihilate the enemy organization.
"Yes! Organize!" All the cavalrymen were full of confidence for this mission, especially Wu Hong, who had just defeated an enemy force of eight thousand. He believed that under Zhao Yun's command, they would achieve an even greater victory.
"All units attack!" Leaving two hundred dragon cavalry to cover Chen Er's retreat to the north, Zhao Yun issued the order for the entire organization to attack.
"drive!"
Thousands of cavalrymen urged their horses onward and galloped southward, while the scouts who had set out earlier were already more than ten miles away.
They are the eyes and ears of the main force, providing Zhao Yun with a constant stream of the latest intelligence to support his decision-making.
An hour later, Chen Er, who had retreated at lightning speed, met up with two infantry divisions that were providing support from the rear. With troops at his disposal, he was not worried. The two infantry divisions together numbered more than 20,000 men.
As the lord, Chen Er naturally took over the command. The two division commanders certainly wouldn't dare to have any objections, after all, Chen Er was the big boss, not to mention that Chen Er's organization was a true ever-victorious general, and had never suffered a real defeat since its inception.