Chapter 1303 Tactics Against Yabusame
"Eaaah!...Eaha!..."
“Dingle bell!…Dingle bell!…”
The intimidating shouts of ten high-speed dysprosium horse cavalry, accompanied by the sound of bamboo bells on the horses, and the billowing bamboo robes, were so eye-catching on the open battlefield. It seems that the existence of these Japanese cavalry is not to attack and fight, but to make amazing noises!
The most elite cavalry among the Kazuto warriors kept running at a trot, running out from behind the Kazuto spear formation in the middle and arriving between the spear formations on both sides. They were slow and slow, first using the speed of their horses, they fired two rounds at the gun array hundreds of steps away from the kingdom.
"Whizzing!…"
Scattered arrows flew in and landed on the cloth armor of the kingdom's warriors. They did not cause any casualties and did not even penetrate the cloth. At this distance, the Japanese cavalry's cavalry bows could only shoot and damage the unarmored Ainu warriors. They only harassed the formation and damaged morale.
"Lord God! What is this? How can there be a monster with the body of a deer and legs of a deer, making a human cry? And it has such a huge body!"
"Damn it! Those are not monsters, they are people on horseback! Behind them is a kind of scary stand, with the red cloth still floating on it... Lord God! This kind of weird four-legged riding beast, this kind of man-carrying horse Weird horse!…”
"Ah! It's so weird! These tribes on the West Sea Continent can actually ride deer-like animals to fight!..."
At this moment, although the scale of the war was small, it was the first confrontation between the Nava warriors of the New World and the cavalry of the Old World from ancient times to today!
For this kind of "cavalry" they had never seen before, the kingdom's warriors were a little panicked at first, but they were generally calm. The warriors of the kingdom were wearing heavy armor and were in formation. They had already seen horses and heard about the existence of "cavalry". The opponent was riding a low horse and was only shooting from a distance. In addition, the team was composed of deer hunters who were used to seeing deer herds...
Soon, the kingdom's warriors adapted. They were even annoyed by their initial panic, and the desire to attack ignited in their chests!
"Damn it! Rush forward, chop these short warriors and strange horses to death, and sacrifice them to the Lord God!..."
"Blessed by the Lord God! Hold the battle line and set up the spear! Without my order, the warriors are not allowed to attack without permission!..."
In the queue of the kingdom, the warrior chief Tamicao shouted sharply, once again emphasizing the instruction to stick to it. He squinted his eyes and stared at the cavalry who were moving quickly and shooting menacing arrows. He almost instantly thought of the nimbly moving dog sled shooters in the mountains after the snow fell, and the sudden attacks and blitzes of those hunters. But the mountain sled shooters can only be dispatched after the snow in winter...
"Damn! Kazuto from the south actually has such a fast-moving 'archery cavalry'!"
In a battlefield where infantry and archers are fighting rigidly, with the addition of such a flexible and fast tactical unit, the battlefield command strategies are not just a little more, but many, many more!
Samurai Chief Tamicao has experienced many wars, and he realized almost instantly that the ancient war model on the plateau would be changed drastically due to the emergence of the "cavalry", an unprecedented unit. It's just that now, seeing it for the first time, he hasn't seen the full picture of this change. He just relied on his battle formation instinct to judge that facing this fast "cavalry", he should take a defensive stance and should not let the infantry disband and attack.
"Witness the Lord God! We only have two legs and it is impossible to catch up with their four legs... Stand still and wait for them to charge at us!..."
"Whizzing!…"
The Yabusame cavalry fired three more rounds while running in circles. But after five rounds of arrow rain, the Yabusuri horses panted tiredly, and the gun formation on the opposite side only made a slight commotion before settling down again. The bright spear points of the kingdom's warriors were facing forward, with a solid wall behind them. Their formation was not chaotic at all, and they were not attracted by the enemy's shots, so they chased in confusion without revealing any opportunities.
"Huh?! It is indeed a tough mountain warrior elite! How could the Ezo people have such discipline and be able to face the intrusive shooting without panic... What a pity! The number of Yabusame horses is too small, and the bows and arrows are too weak. , It has no effect on the heavily armored Yamata warriors! ...Wave the command flag! The Oyezaki warriors stopped in place and continued to form a defensive formation, letting the Yabashi horses divide their wings to drive away the chaotic Ezo tribe!"
Following the order of veteran Kudo Shigeyasu, the Oyizaki Samurai Spear Formation, which had been advancing at a snail's pace, stopped again. They still maintained a defensive formation, a full three hundred steps away from the Kingdom's spear formation, leaving enough space for the Yabusame cavalry in front of the formation to move. Soon, the Yabusame in front of the formation adjusted again. They did not approach the dangerous gun formation at all, nor did they stay within the shooting range of the opposite wall. They directly divided into teams of five and rushed towards the Ainu tribe skirmishers on both wings.
"Eaaah!...Hohaha!..."
“Dingle bell!…Dingle bell!…”
The galloping Yabusuri horses let out threatening shouts, surrounded the attacking Ishikari clan warriors, and shot at the Hokuyu clan warriors. Facing the harassment of the Yabusuri horses, the Beiyu soldiers on both sides performed much worse than the Kingdom's spear array, which was as solid as a mountain in the middle. After a while, their originally scattered formation fell into complete disarray!
"Damn it! The power of guardianship! The chief has been hit by an arrow... retreat! Protect the chief and retreat to the wall of the village!"
The chief of the Cold Marsh tribe, Bei Yu Ni Bo, was too conspicuous and was hit by an arrow in his arm. He led the remaining more than a hundred tribal warriors and completely retreated to the wall of the village. And without this stronghold wall, I'm afraid they would have completely collapsed.
The Hanbin tribe guarding their homeland was larger in number and had stronger morale. They only retreated to a position 50 steps away from the village wall, relying on the support of the archers on the village wall, and fought back and forth with the Ishikari tribe, without revealing the passage around the fishing port.
"Blessed by the power of the guardian! Kill the cowardly Kitayu clan, occupy their hunting grounds, and rob their women!..."
"Blessed by the power of the guardian! Kill the evil Ishikari clan, and protect our territory and women and children!..."
The iron spear pierced through the chest, the stone spear pierced blood, and the bone arrows of the tribe shot at each other, taking away the lives of the same Ainu people.
After a few minutes of fighting, the spear formations of the Kingdom and the Kakizaki clan maintained a confrontation in the front, like two wolves ready to pounce, observing each other's weaknesses. They did not move, and almost no one was injured or killed, while the Ainu clans on both wings, on the contrary, suffered more than 200 casualties in the brutal fighting.
The Kitayu clan was on the defensive, but still lost 30 or 40 more warriors than the attacking Ishikari clan! Shrill wails sounded in the grass on both sides. And the flowing Ainu blood also dyed the ancient clan's fields red...
"Zu! My brother, please send troops quickly!... The casualties of the clans on both wings are too heavy! Those Japanese on horseback have dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the warriors! Only you strong heavy-armored warriors can resist it!..."
The chief of the Kanuma tribe covered his bleeding arm and staggered to the wall of the village, hoping that his "good brother" and future "son-in-law" would send troops. However, Zuwaro ignored him, just squinted his eyes and kept watching with the mysterious "divine eye magic weapon". At the beginning of the war, he handed over all the 100 or so armored warriors to the full-time warrior chief Tami grass. He only had 20 archers from the Deer Tribe who were good at shooting by his side, as support and reserve troops, guarding the top of the city with him.
"The Lord God witnessed! These horsemen are running slower and slower... Not only are they expending a lot of physical strength, but the war horses under their crotches also seem to have no strength. On the contrary, the gun formation of the He people on the opposite side has been staying still, like a prickly hedgehog. They have almost no physical strength, and they have a lot of iron armor, which looks very difficult to bite..."
"Your Majesty said in the prophecy that the Nawa warriors in close combat on the plateau cannot catch up with the long-range "cavalry" of the West Sea Continent. To deal with the cavalry, we can only organize excellent archers and give them a shot at the critical moment!... The critical time, the critical opportunity..."
Zuwaro kept muttering, saying words that the chief of the Hanswamp Tribe could not understand, and he was holding a strange golden long pipe in his hand. He was like a shaman who was performing a ritual, communicating with an unknown god, which was really a bit intimidating. The chief of the Hanswamp tribe waited for a moment and wanted to continue persuading, but he saw Zuvaro's spirits lifted and a smile appeared on his face.
"May the Lord bless you! The enemy cavalry has stopped. They are out of energy and need to recover a little... Lushetu, I will give you all 20 archers. Are you sure you can go over and shoot these cavalry to death!..."
"Chief, they are very far away. Twenty archers have to get off the wall and run in front of the gun formation to be sure of hitting them! But with such a big commotion, they will probably retreat as soon as they see it... These cavalry archers running around are more timid than the snow rabbits on the peninsula. Even a good rabbit shooter like me can hardly kill them with one arrow!...Unless..."
Lushetu, the sharpshooter from the Koryak Deer Tribe, scratched his head hesitantly. Then, he leaned close to Zuvaro's ear and muttered something. Zuvaro listened for a while, and his eyes lit up! It is these nomadic people who are more familiar with the habits of "quadrupeds" and know the weaknesses of these cavalrymen!
"Okay! Let's do as you say! Quick, go down and prepare!..."