"OK!"
Cao Wenzhao just responded softly, without saying anything about paying attention to safety.
On the battlefield, accidents are everywhere, and everyone can die. It is not something that can be changed by saying a word.
Cao Bianjiao turned around and waved his hand, and the two thousand Warrior Battalion sergeants behind him began to check the horses' equipment and armor. They must not bring any hidden dangers to the battlefield and be responsible for their own lives. This is the iron law of the Warrior Battalion.
On the horse's back, there is a soft bow hanging on the left side, a quiver hanging on the right side, which contains twenty feather arrows, a cavalry sword hanging on the left side of the saddle, and two feet long on the right side. short gun.
The flintlocks and other firearms used in daily life were all taken down, but the palm mines were left behind.
Just after the inspection was completed, a cavalry team came over from the northeast.
The leading general jumped off his horse and said: "Commander Cao, I will lead 3,000 cavalry here for reinforcements on the orders of Commander Sun Du! Commander Sun has ordered them to be less than ten miles away from here, and they are expected to arrive within a quarter and a half minutes.
At that time, 10,000 troops will be divided to intercept and kill the Jiannu coalition forces that have rushed through the defense line. The remaining sergeants will follow Sun Du's command to dig through the battlefield and surround them in a wild goose formation! "
"It's just the right time!"
Cao Wenzhao's eyes were full of joy, and he looked at Cao Bianjiao, who had just checked the equipment: "Bianjiao, you lead the warrior battalion in front, lead Yu Zheng and three thousand cavalry through the battlefield, and briefly explain the battlefield situation to General Mao Wenlong.
Then Yu Zheng's three thousand cavalry will roam in the rear, intercept and kill Jiannu's escaping sergeants, and prevent Huang Taiji and others from escaping. Then you will lead the warrior battalion to capture Fusang's generals! "
"Follow us closely!"
After Cao Bianjiao said something to Yu Zheng, he got on his horse, and his whole movements were uniform, just like one person.
"Master Commander, Fuso's generals are on the southeast side of the defense line. They are about two miles away from the defense line. We can't tell the difference between Yagyu Munenomi and Hosukina Masayuki!"
"The generals who established the slaves are gathered due south, about two miles away. From the armor, you can see Huang Taiji and other high-level generals!"
"The leaders and herdsmen of the Mongolian tribes are scattered throughout the battlefield!"
Listening to the report from the sergeant on the hot air balloon, Cao Wenzhao narrowed his eyes: "Keep an eye on General Jiannu, General Fusang just breathe!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to pull down his mask, clamped his legs together, and the war horse rushed out.
The two thousand sergeants from the Tiger Leopard Battalion and the Flying Bear Battalion behind them also followed, forming two sharp arrows.
Even during the rapid running, the team was basically uniform. Two thousand war horses marched neatly, making a roaring sound. Their momentum could match the galloping horses of the previous Jiannu Union Army.
As the team marched, the sergeants pulled out the swords on their saddles, and the swords danced. The throats of the slave-building coalition troops where the team was advancing were cut before they could react.
"Damn it, I'm going to chop him to death, so you guys come and pick peaches!"
"What a speed!"
"It's so damn accurate. Kill with one strike and seal the throat with the strike!"
"Hey, what kind of knife does the warrior camp use? Why is it different from our light knife?"
"The blade is long and straight, partially curved, with a thick back and a ring on the handle. This is a typical Han ring sword. It can be wielded by cavalry and is also suitable for close combat."
"Old Zhang, you are right or wrong. When the sword cuts across it, you can vaguely see the dragon and bird pattern on the blade. This should be the large dragon and bird ring in the first sword of the Han Dynasty.
I didn’t expect that the warrior camp used this kind of sword. What a damn luxury! "
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, don't let the military achievements you receive go to waste!"
…
Although the sergeants were chatting, the movements of their hands did not stop. The long sword was still flying, taking away the life of a Jiannu coalition soldier.
The fighting continued, and the warrior camp also continued to advance.
While marching, the sergeants in front drew out the soft bows on their horses, and arrows flew out one after another, and shot into the soldiers of the Jiannu Allied Army who were still fighting with the Ming Army sergeants.
The arrow passed through the body, and the force of the shot was evident by the slight trembling of its tail.
The arrows were fired in vain, and the Jiannu coalition forces within fifty meters on both sides of the team's advance were instantly cleared, so that no Jiannu coalition forces dared to charge forward.
The three thousand cavalry led by Yu Zheng behind him did nothing and followed easily. Although they knew that the warrior camp was very fierce, they did not expect it to be so fierce.
As they dug through the battlefield, Mao Wenlong led 20,000 troops to the edge of the battlefield. Looking at the sergeants of the slave-building coalition on the battlefield, the generals were stunned.
All those who can be seen are sergeants of the Confederate Union Army, but what is strange is that the number of war horses is very small. A rough estimate should not exceed 3,000.
You must know that the Mongolian tribes and the Jiannu tribe shocked the world with their cavalry. This kind of destruction of the country should be the use of cavalry with all the strength of the country, at least 200,000.
Even if a lot of people died in the battle, there wouldn't be only 3,000 horses left, right?
What made them unbelievable the most was that these sergeants were all in tatters, soaked in blood, and bloody.
"Ah...this...front..."
"What's the ghost's name...hiss..."
"How come there are so many horse legs, horse heads...horse meat?"
"Why are these corpses not wearing clothes? Where are the clothes?"
"What exactly happened here? Why did the elite of the slave-building alliance become like this?"
…
Sergeant Dongjiang, who was Mao Wenlong, had experienced countless battles, but such strange and bloody scenes on the battlefield had never been seen before.
If it weren't for the ongoing battle ahead, they would have thought that the slave-building coalition had encountered monsters.
"General, there is a Ming army cavalry coming towards us, and it is about to penetrate!"
While he was thinking wildly, the sergeant on the roof of the car who was monitoring the battlefield with a telescope reported quickly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Jiannu coalition forces in front began to dodge towards the surroundings, as if something terrible appeared in front of them.
Then a group of cavalry with ferocious momentum appeared and rushed straight towards them.
In just a few breaths, they stopped uniformly in front of the army.
Cao Bianjiao said in a deep voice: "I sent Cao Bianjiao, the commander of the warrior camp, to pass the military order to the commander Cao Wenzhao. General Mao Wenlong led the Dongjiang soldiers to immediately charge and kill the Jiannu sergeants.
We will not accept any form of surrender, and we will treat the slave-building coalition forces without mercy!
Uncle Dongjiang, the military situation is urgent, and the general will not be polite. I hope you will bear with me if I am rude. I, as well as Yagyu Munomi, who is still going to capture Fuso, take my leave! "
After saying this, Cao Bianjiao clasped his fists, turned his horse's head, and once again led the warrior battalion sergeants towards the battlefield.
Seeing them leaving the Warriors Camp neatly with overwhelming fighting spirit, even though their Dongjiang Army had been fighting Jiannu for more than ten years and had seen too many elite cavalry, at this moment they had to say that the Warriors Camp was definitely the best they had ever seen. The most elite cavalry.
"He really lives up to his reputation, absolutely elite!"
Mao Wenlong sighed, then drew out his sword, clamped his horse hard, and ran out first.
