Besides, the mercenary group values personal ability. Delengtai has proven in previous battles that he is a good rider. As the saying goes, one soldier is a raging force, and a group of generals is raging. With such a person leading the team, the future style and combat power of this team will inevitably bear his characteristics.
Moreover, in Zhou Wen's eyes, De Lengtai was a relatively simple-minded person. The careful thought is that people who have been able to hang out in the old army for many years, without the little Jiujiu in their hearts, would have died on the battlefield long ago, or they would have completely degenerated into a ruffian who indulged in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, and was full of the five poisons.
But Delengtai has a heroic temperament in him, and his position as a small squad leader has influenced many people to follow him on the battlefield. This in itself explains some problems.
What's more, he was the first person to kill little Japan, so he had the courage.
He was the first person to swing a knife at the Japanese, and he was very heroic.
He was also the first person to come over, he had a good eye.
If we don’t use such people, who else can we use?
With someone like Delentai leading the team, this cavalry team can quickly regain its focus as long as they win a few battles after training.
So Miaohua went to the secret camp to train cavalry without any delay. Now she was not in the rear. She didn't have time to train slowly. She could only cut through the mess quickly. Maybe the cavalry company would be needed to join the battle soon.
Only Miaohua can do this kind of thing. Anyway, for him, if he is not convinced, he just needs to win. When he joins the mercenary group, he must follow the rules of the mercenary group, without so much beating around the bush.
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The No. 1 secret camp of the mercenary group is located in a quiet valley, with a clear stream gurgling through the middle of the valley.
When Delengtai and the others entered the valley, they simply couldn't believe their eyes.
I saw hundreds of high-headed war horses, tied up in groups in the woods. They did not neigh or fight with each other. They all looked at the uninvited guests on horseback obediently and quietly, but there was a little uneasiness in their eyes.
Delengtai was relatively good. The yellow gelding he sat on could be regarded as a strange species among Mongolian horses. Although it was slightly smaller, it ran as fast as these Oriental horses.
But the group of cavalry behind him, headed by Zhang Da and He Laohei, almost stared out of their sockets.
I'm a good boy...
There are so many tall war horses in Little Japan. Could it be that these brothers from the mercenary group robbed Little Japan's racecourse?
Only then did they remember that the colonel seemed to have said that they should go to the camp to challenge the horses first.
I saw a beautiful lieutenant colonel standing in the center of the camp. Yes, in the eyes of people like Delengtai and Zhang Da, this officer's appearance really cannot be described with words such as handsome and handsome. Of course, they don't understand either. .
At first glance, they felt that this officer was really beautiful, more beautiful than many women.
Some soldiers even secretly glanced at the officer's chest and Adam's apple, trying to figure out whether this person was a boy or a girl.
But when their eyes met the officer's cold gaze, they felt a biting cold feeling from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet. They all shivered and immediately lowered their eyes, their hearts pounding.
"I'm hot, this is such a evil god, I don't know what kind of trouble that look just now will bring to me."
Seeing the soldiers from the mercenary regiment who had led them quickly dismounted from their horses and came forward to salute the officer and report, Delengtai, Zhang Da and He Laohei also quickly jumped off their horses with their men to organize their formation, and then stood on the spot, waiting. The commander lectured.
This beautiful officer is naturally Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Jinfa, the chief instructor of the mercenary regiment...oh...also called Miaohua.
I saw that Miaohua did not come up to exchange greetings with these officers with a smile like Zhou Wen. Instead, she turned to a group of logistics team soldiers in the valley who were watching the fun and said, "Bring the things up."
After a while, I saw these soldiers carrying and carrying bundles and piles of things and placing them in the open space.
As soon as Delengtai and the others saw these things, there was a buzz of exclamation and whispers in the team.
"Little Japan's cavalry equipment, my dear, they didn't rob Little Japan's horse farm, they robbed Little Japan's entire cavalry team!"
These people are all experts in cavalry, and they can tell what these things are at a glance.
Sabers, cowhide cavalry cartridges, cavalry-specific satchels, high-waisted cowhide riding boots, cowhide leggings, spurs...etc.
To be honest, the Northeast Army's cavalry also has these things, but where can they be as exquisitely crafted and fully equipped as Little Japan's?
If nothing else, let’s just compare the cavalry’s weapons and sabers.
The Japanese Type 32 Cavalry Sword, produced by the Tokyo Artillery Factory, is a fine sword that combines traditional Japanese forging techniques with mechanical industrial casting.
Because it was used for cavalry combat, the length is only 90 centimeters short, but the blade is not short, 78 centimeters long, and the blade is broad and thick, weighing about 2 kilograms, and is heavy and powerful when wielded.
The whole knife is black, and the handle, scabbard and guard are all made of steel. It is no different from an ordinary cavalry knife, but the blade has the typical style of a Japanese military knife. The double-sided blood groove is not only wide but also long, the blade can be used even if it has been used for many times. The first chop resulted in incomplete damage, but it was still extremely sharp.
Interestingly, if the blade of this cavalry sword becomes dull after long-term combat, soldiers can sharpen the sword manually without affecting its sharpness.
If this kind of knife can be preserved, it can be reused without repair even in later generations, which shows the quality and sturdiness of its steel.
On the other hand, the sabers of the Northeast Army cavalry are basically hand-made by blacksmiths. Those of senior officers are quite good. They are made by famous craftsmen. They have good toughness and sharpness. The key is that they are fine in workmanship and beautiful.
However, the average soldier uses ordinary goods, which lacks uniform accuracy and quality assurance. After some sabers are chopped several times, the blade is either blunt or chipped, or the hand guard is loose, and various problems will occur.
On the battlefield, the cavalry saber is the second life of the cavalry. If there is a problem with the saber at a critical moment of life and death, it will cost not only the saber, but also the life of the rider.
Let’s not talk about other things. Just like Delentai and the others now, even if Little Japan replenishes them with a batch of supplies, they can only obtain the bulk goods from the Northeast Army’s warehouse, including riding boots, leggings, and spurs.
Although De Lentai and others don't have it, it doesn't mean that they don't know how to do it.
Most of them were veterans who had been in the army for several years before the September 18th Incident. It was not like they had not seen the power of the Japanese cavalry. Delengtai alone had witnessed more than once when the Japanese saber cut off the sabers of his brothers in the Northeast Army. Condition.
At that time, they could only feel envious and inferior in their hearts. Who knew that these good equipment were now placed in front of them like trash.
