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The importance of formation to cavalry was beyond question. An orderly formation fighting a scattered one was like a father beating his son.

Dombrowski led the Winged Hussars through the chaotic Cossack Cavalry like a hot knife through butter, carving straight through them without the slightest obstruction and "cutting" a huge chunk out of the Russian cavalry.

Under the threat of sharp lances, the Cossacks began to scatter in panic.

Seeing this, Dombrowski immediately ordered 300 Rangers to pursue the largest group of Cossacks—once cavalry collapsed, even two dogs chasing after them could send them fleeing all over the place.

He gathered the Winged Hussars himself, pointed his saber once more at the Russian infantry in the center, and commanded in a deep voice, "Break through them!"

The Russian Army in the center was plainly exhausted under the fearless pressure of the Royal Third Division. Yet relying on their numerical advantage, they had formed an extremely deep Infantry Line and could still grit their teeth and keep up the exchange of fire with the Polish Army.

Then the red Winged Hussars appeared.

The soft feathers swaying behind them were like sledgehammers, pounding back and forth against the hearts of the Russian infantry.

The Russian infantry on the left wing hurriedly adjusted their formation, drawing up a three-rank front facing east to withstand the cavalry charge.

However, the Russian Army's training had never been particularly good, and after the exhausting Forced March, they were utterly spent. Even when Dombrowski had charged right up before them, their formation was still crooked and uneven.

The Winged Hussars stowed their lances and drew their sabers.

A red torrent swept past the Russian infantry on the left wing. Their sabers were like brushes, painting broad swathes of vivid red across the battlefield's canvas.

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