The amateur translator tried to convey the ssage to the Parthians, and they understood only that the Great Han Dynasty had accepted the responsibility, which made them express imnse gratitude, feeling that the Han Dynasty was reliable after all.
Li Jue had long been growing mushrooms all over his body, and he instructed the previous garrison troops to guard the territory well, rewarding each with three gold coins. Then he handed out fifty thousand gold coins to the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, and over three thousand n excitedly donned their armor, grabbed their heavy crossbows, slung their short spears, fastened their saddles, and eagerly prepared to set out.
The Xiliang Iron Cavalry, who had initially followed Li Jue and Guo Si, were actually war criminals who knew nothing but killing. They were all loners, and over more than ten years of honing, their professions and hobbies had all beco battlefield expertise.
This was also why they followed Li Jue and others instead of Hua Xiong; their existence was to bring death. These guys, who destroyed a small country as their territory, felt uncomfortable after just a few months of idleness.
Therefore, after receiving ten gold coins each, they were completely excited. Once their weapons and equipnt were ready, they prepared to fight, not caring who the enemy was. In these Central Asian plains, they could lose only if the opponents were gods!
The Parthian diplomat looked at the army of just over three thousand, close to four thousand, feeling quite helpless. They felt that with such a small number, what use could they be against the mighty Roman army.
"General, aren’t you going to inform your king? This is a battle involving hundreds of thousands," the Parthian diplomat spoke to Li Jue in an unintelligible language.
"General, he says the battlefield is large, and you need to find the emperor," the amateur translator explained.
"Tell him that in the plains, we are gods," Li Jue responded arrogantly.
The amateur translator conveyed this to the Parthian diplomat as "We are gods," making the Parthian diplomat utterly despair; so this is how arrogant the Han people were.
Regardless of arrogance, the Parthian diplomat endured it, galloping at full speed with one person and three horses for ten days, finally arriving in Parthia, but by then, the Romans were already at their doorstep.
"General, deploy the troops imdiately!" the Parthian diplomat shouted urgently upon receiving the news.
Although Li Jue didn’t understand what was being said, he guessed the situation. He could already see that dark line tens of miles away.
He imdiately ordered all soldiers to form a charging formation, advancing at a moderate pace toward the front until only one mile remained. Then, with a loud shout, Li Jue suddenly accelerated, and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry sprang into a gallop almost reflexively.
Almost simultaneously, a dark cloud of qi extended from the army, covering all the Xiliang Iron Cavalry. At this mont, the cavalry seed to fly up as if drug-enhanced.
"It’s over!" the Parthian diplomat cried despairingly. The re four thousand revealed cavalry dared to charge the already guarded, bow-stringed, and organized Roman archers.
The Roman lookouts spotted Li Jue’s cavalry from dozens of miles away and alerted the rear army since the Romans had nearly wiped out the surrounding Parthian reinforcents and pressed directly under the Parthian Royal City, loosening their rear defenses significantly.
Moreover, intending to attack the city, the Romans had moved all rear-deploy spear and shield soldiers to the front, ready for an all-out strike to break the Parthian Royal City. Li Jue and his n’s appearance shocked them, but at that mont, they couldn’t redeploy troops from the front in ti.
But then they saw the Xiliang Iron Cavalry seemingly sending themselves to their deaths by charging into the arrows. It was folly they had never seen; never had they witnessed cavalry charge directly at their short bow squad.
The first wave of arrows ca, and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry reflexively ducked, only for Li Jue to see the arrows easily bounce off their defense.
The Xiliang Iron Cavalry, though a cloud-qi enhanced defense force, had never encountered arrows being bounced away during their Central Plains charges. They had always pressed the attack, blasting the enemy, but this ti the enemy’s attack couldn’t break their defense!
"Charge, charge, charge, wipe out these weaklings!" Li Jue laughed wildly, utterly dismissing the arrow rain.
It was then that Li Jue realized that the archers were using bows, not crossbows, and he burst out laughing. What kind of nonsense was this? With bows, shooting past a sixty-step range to penetrate Xiliang Iron Cavalry’s defense was an ability, but for cavalry, sixty steps was a re blink!
Though these archers managed, through inhuman shooting speed, to release ten waves of arrows during the Xiliang Iron Cavalry’s charging distance, no harm ca to the cavalry at all. The cloud-qi defense was a total coverage; even the horses could deflect arrows...
Amid the Romans’ disbelief at the ten waves of arrow rains, Li Jue’s side picked up their heavy crossbows, aid at the enemy, fired once, not bothering to look back, hung the crossbows on their horses, then seized short spears for the charge.
It wasn’t until they had executed nearly every trick they hadn’t had the chance to before that the Xiliang Iron Cavalry leisurely switched to great broadswords and collided with the Roman infantry.
In perfect charging distance over the plains, unscathed through the arrow rain, they surged with berserk morale, striking terror unto their foes as if seeing a celestial god. In the bloody frenzy of the great broadswords, they instantly turned the tide, and the combat strength unleashed by fewer than four thousand Iron Cavalry decimated the opponent.
Breaking through eleven lines of defense consecutively, they directly demolished the central army, and the battle, almost imdiately thrown into garbage ti upon their arrival, unfolded as such. The Roman vanguard didn’t even understand what was happening before their formation was shattered by the rear army, and then they were trampled into pulp by large hooves.
Vologases V, surrounded by Roman soldiers and on the brink of breaching his city, could barely refrain from deploying his last reserve army, only to see the Roman army fall into chaos after a re tea’s ti. Even a fool would understand that reinforcents had arrived. He imdiately sent the Wang City Guards into battle, chasing the Romans off the walls while opening the gates to flank the Roman army.
After a massive bloodbath, Li Jue finally felt delighted, and the group of Xiliang war criminals found contentnt as well. At the very least, they had annihilated six to seven thousand of the enemy, with just a few hundred of their own wounded. More importantly, they had swiftly and squarely routed a hundred-thousand-strong legion.
"They truly are gods..." murmured the Parthian diplomat as he gazed at the battlefield littered with corpses, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry’s displayed combat capabilities well beyond his comprehension.
"This Great Qin isn’t much," Fan Chou spat dismissively.
"No, Great Qin is quite formidable. If it weren’t us, any cavalry facing them would be dead beyond any doubt," Li Jue picked up a Roman-used short bow, saying gravely, "Their bows shoot further than our Great Yellow Bow, and they unleashed ten waves of arrow rain."
"But it was all useless," Fan Chou laughed heartily.
"Their arrow speed matches the White Horse Soldiers, do you realize what that ans?" Li Jue patted Fan Chou’s shoulder as he spoke.
"It’s useless no matter how fast, the White Horse troop type can’t pierce our defense at all; once we catch them, they’ll be pinned down in minutes," said Guo Si, who had been silent. "The problem is you have to be able to catch them, alright? The White Horse running away leaves only dust for Iron Cavalry to eat." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian to cast your recomndation and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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