In theory, such a shield formation cannot attack at all. This isn’t infantry combat. In the case of infantry combat, when the Central Plains heavy armored shield infantry form a shield formation, there will be another part of fierce soldiers cooperating, piercing and thrusting with long spears through the gaps in the shield formation, attacking and defending with great ferocity. The shield formation pins down people, and the killing blow is the four-sided shield formation trapping the opponent, then through the gaps, hundreds of long spears madly thrust, and when the shields retreat, only a ground covered with fresh blood and a heap of shredded flesh remain. But this kind of steady and fierce battle formation only appears in infantry combat. In cavalry, without cooperation from attackers, the shield formation is just like a stone lump. Just as Mei Cai thought this. The thousand heavy shield cavalry reached behind their waists and drew a strange mechanism. It was a bizarrely shaped hand crossbow. Capable of continuously firing powerful crossbow bolts. In battle, these shield cavalry, using shields to cover themselves, thrusting out their hand crossbows, come forth with the momentum of a landslide. The heavy shields block Da Wan troops’ arrows, caring for nothing but charging recklessly. Plus, those continuously fired, rock-penetrating powerful crossbows. The light cavalry from Da Wan, characterized by high mobility and archery, were heavily countered. The momentum of the powerful crossbows was violent, yet couldn’t penetrate the battle formation, but the cavalry armed with golden scimitars were expert in cutting through battle formations, and with both working together, they were almost pushed to flee in panic. No, they already fled in panic. Mei Cai looked at the mount, the Dragon Horse, which kept loosening its bowels as it walked; not knowing who administered the drug, it managed to endure during the face-off, but upon fleeing the battle formation, relieved of the threat of life and death, the herd’s spirits slackened, as if fed an intensely potent laxative, walking and defecating concurrently, causing its legs to weaken and shake. Mei Cai felt heartache, stroking the scale armor on the horse’s back angrily, saying: "Who exactly did this?" "Who gave the drug?!" "If I find out, I’d certainly bind you!" "Torch you till you turn to ashes!!!" Deputy General Chan Feng asked beside him: "Sir, from where should we depart? Should we take the main road?" Mei Cai calmed down and reprimanded: "Are you crazy? We are now a defeated army, soldiers are all weary, after several battles, arrows are nearly exhausted, bones and muscles are fatigued, originally having little power for further combat, yet we’re still bringing along so many superior warhorses." "The world knows that our Da Wan division boasts the best Dragon Horses, the heavenly horses under us can mate with ordinary wild horse herds, producing a large batch of fine horses, plus the ten thousand superior warhorses we carry, surely we’ll be targeted." "In the Western Regions, horses are as important as swords." "Central Plains people have an old saying, like a three-year-old child carrying his daughter through a busy market, heed my order, avoid the path traveled before, the wide road, take only tough small routes, avoid gathering horse herds, lest they be hijacked." Mei Cai was an experienced old general of [Da Wan division]. Capable of commanding over ten thousand people, skilled in archery, unparalleled in shooting, despite suffering great losses, even in defeat, he still maintained judgment. No one defied his orders. Three thousand or so gathered ten thousand fine warhorses and retreated. He could already be deemed a good general. Though the allied army suffered a great defeat this time, to step onto a battlefield of the Western Regions with more than a hundred thousand fierce soldiers, to command troops, and not be a genius from a young age among the tribes and surrounding skirmishes, commanding with disdain, simply has no qualification to step onto this world’s battlefield. But having stepped onto this battlefield, victory and defeat are inevitable. Heroes will always meet greater heroes. Good generals will encounter famous generals of the world, and even divine generals who will leave their names in history. Mei Cai’s mood swelled intensely, initially doubting if he truly understood military affairs when several hundred people breached the formation, unable to stop them. Finally seeing the incredibly fierce Heavenly Might General single-handedly break through the formation, as if still in the battle formation, directly hacking Helian Jieshan, ranked seventy-three on the Famous General List. Mei Cai’s mood soared wildly. It’s not that this general doesn’t understand the military, that fellow is simply too peculiar. Able to confront fierce generals who cut through the formation without being routed, we can be considered famous generals of strong armies. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⸺fire.net Upon returning, explaining the reasons for this great defeat to the ruler became clear, merely describing the dread of that general, even Helian Jieshan failed, and the ability to regroup our remnants is extremely challenging, furthermore, keeping so many warhorses would satisfy the king. Yet while Mei Cai was pondering this, suddenly hearing rumbling ahead, a burst of sound, an army appeared in front as well as behind, Mei Cai’s face changed severely, pulling the reins tightly, seeing the bows and crossbows open ahead, a general emerged, about thirty years old, handsome and cunning, clasping his hands, voicing: "Anxi Protectorate, under Tian Ge’er." "Changsun Wuchou, by order of the City Lord and Sir, have been waiting here for you all for a long time!" With the voice falling, the sounds of bowstring tension were continuous. Mei Cai and Chan Feng’s faces changed significantly. Hearing the name left them devoid of fighting spirit, the accumulated fear and exhaustion erupted together, and Changsun Wuchou didn’t spend much effort to already take over this part of the people, those he commanded were even just the Xiyi City troop escorting supplies and armor. Changsun Wuchou controlled these thousands, looking at the pouch Fan Qing threw to him, on it was written to wait on the small path——[Da Wan horses are fast, the allied army cannot unite, this part can escape partially, Changsun, work hard to leave these Da Wan cavalry] [Our warhorse improvement, achievement is in this] [If successful, report to the Lord, credit will be given to you]!