Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Chapter 487 The Strength of Private Armies

"The shields of the Lu family army are indestructible, comparable to the hardness of a city wall. Your mere 20,000 cavalry are simply no match for you. Since you have delivered yourselves to our doorstep, I will grant your wish."

Lu Jie's laughter grew increasingly sinister. With the 50,000 lions behind him, he had every right to look down on all the heroes in the world.

"kill!"

Armored soldiers, wielding long spears, extended their spears through the gaps in the shields.

"break!"

Pang Xingji was always the one charging ahead, his sharp spear easily piercing through shields.

Coincidentally, he also wielded his spears to pierce the shields of the other soldiers.

As Pang Xingji said, these shields were just pieces of paper in their eyes.

It wasn't that Lu's army's shields weren't strong enough; it was just that Lin Ping's invented spears were too sharp, and combined with the enormous impact of the warhorses, piercing the shields was child's play.

This thrust not only shattered the shields but also pierced the bodies of many armored soldiers, causing blood to gush out like a fountain.

Without the protection of shields, thousands of cavalrymen slaughtered the enemy like slicing cabbages, hacking off their heads.

This once tranquil land has become a hellish place, filled with slaughter and bloodshed.

"How is this possible? How could the shields of the Lu family army be pierced?" Lu Jie was so frightened that his eyes widened. Pang Xingji was as terrifying as a demon from hell.

"Kill all these archers!"

Pang Xingji loudly gave the order that the only threat to the city lord's private army was the archers.

He wouldn't give the archers a chance to retreat, much less allow them to unleash their unique strengths.

The entire battlefield was filled with the neighing of warhorses and the screams of soldiers.

The heads of Lu's army soldiers fell to the ground with a "crackling" sound, and their chests were pierced with a "thud".

They had no strength left to resist; they were all preoccupied with escaping for their lives.

The once well-trained army is now in complete chaos, with no formation whatsoever.

"Iron Cavalry, heed my command! Fight the enemy to the death!"

Lu Jie gritted his teeth; these 20,000 iron cavalry were his venomous fangs, the very foundation for breaching Yingtian Prefecture.

He had thought that dealing with a mere 20,000 private troops wouldn't require the deployment of the Iron Cavalry, but now it seemed somewhat unrealistic.

If they don't confront the 20,000 private troops head-on, Lu's army may face the danger of total annihilation.

This was the first time Lu Jie had felt panic about the 20,000 private soldiers, and his innate arrogance vanished.

He did not seek to annihilate all the enemies, but only hoped to drive them away, so as not to affect his plan to capture Yingtianfu.

These were, after all, elite soldiers of the Wu Kingdom, and their chaotic formation was quickly reorganized.

The 20,000 armored soldiers sandwiched in the middle immediately made way for the cavalry, and it took the cavalry only a short while to reach the rear ranks.

At this moment, more than half of Lu's ten thousand archers had been killed or wounded. If the cavalry had not arrived in time, they would have faced the danger of total annihilation.

As a capable assistant of the city lord's mansion, Pang Xingji had long dreamed of unifying the Wu Kingdom. Now that the opportunity was right in front of him, how could he miss it?

Of course, this opportunity was given to him by Lin Ping, and he had to obey Lin Ping's orders.

"You cowards, let me show you what a real cavalryman is!"

The leader of the thousand-man pointed his spear at Pang Xingji and said, his eyes full of disdain.

They were iron cavalry; not only were the soldiers armored, but even their warhorses were armored.

In contrast, the cavalry led by Pang Xingji were all light cavalry, with only a few different types of weapons on their backs and two bells under their saddles.

"I love arrogant people like you. How will we know who's a coward if we don't try?" Pang Xingji shouted coldly, "Lengthen the spear shaft!"

Upon receiving the order, several thousand cavalrymen pulled hard on the spear shafts, and two more sections appeared, making them a full six feet longer.

"Hahaha! A spear shaft two zhang long? I'm afraid you can't even lift it. You're courting death! Kill!"

The opposing commander laughed wildly, his eyes filled with contempt.

In his understanding, ordinary cavalrymen could only lift a ten-foot-long spear, since they needed to hold onto the saddle with one arm to maintain their balance.

Even he himself could only hold the spear at eye level, which was twelve feet long.

Pang Xingji's cavalry all carried spears sixteen feet long. Unless they all possessed the strength of a thousand-household commander, they would face certain death.

"You will die from ignorance!" Pang Xingji sneered, not taking the initiative to attack, but waiting for the enemy to come to him.

"Have they already given up resisting?"

Pang Xingji's actions drew ridicule from the other side; as a cavalryman, standing still was tantamount to suicide.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!" The Lu family army's 20,000 iron cavalry surged forward like a raging flood, their might and grandeur truly awe-inspiring.

In comparison, Pang Xingji's five thousand men seemed insignificant, like a tranquil lake encountering a raging sea.

However, when the two sides were less than fifty meters apart, Pang Xingji's face lit up with a smile as he shouted, "Kill! Leave no one alive!"

Five thousand cavalrymen raised their sixteen-foot-long spears at the same time and launched an even more swift attack.

In the past few months, Lin Ping has created enormous wealth for the city lord's mansion, and all ten thousand private soldiers have been equipped with the finest warhorses.

Even if it's not better than Lu's army, it's certainly not worse.

However, Lu's army was a heavy cavalry force, while the city lord's private army was a light cavalry force, which was faster.

The moment they raised their spears, the commanders and even the generals of Lu's army turned pale with fright, as if they could smell the breath of death.

The arrow is already on the string and must be released. At such a rapid pace, there is no way to stop. A hasty retreat would only disrupt the formation and lead to an even more crushing defeat.

They had no choice but to fight to the death; with 20,000 against 5,000, they still had some advantage.

The outcome of the battle was obvious: the city lord's private army easily killed the enemy thanks to their advantage in spears.

After a round of attacks, more than 3,000 were killed, while their own losses were only 300.

"Your spears are no longer an advantage. Five thousand light cavalry against nearly twenty thousand iron cavalry is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Prepare to die!"

One of the commanders of Lu's army regained his confidence. In close combat, his spear was of no use.

Both sides were armed with scimitars, and the heavily armored cavalry had a clear advantage. Coupled with their numerical superiority, Lu's army was virtually invincible.

puff!

Pang Xingji swung his kukri with force, mercilessly severing the man's head, even splitting the sturdy armor in two.

"Stop arguing, can't we just fight this war properly?"

"I'm sorry, our scimitars are different from yours. Cutting through armor is as easy as chopping cabbage."

Faced with the enemy's unseeing eyes, Pang Xingji offered a calm explanation.

The next moment, the soldiers pulled their kukri knives from their black cloth bags and began to kill the enemy with unparalleled ferocity.

The power of the kukri was beyond everyone's imagination; the armor on the iron cavalry was not only useless, but also became a burden.

An army of nearly 20,000 was led by the nose and attacked by 5,000 men.