In the thousands of years of agricultural civilization of the Chinese nation, it has always been threatened by the nomadic peoples in the north. The steppe cavalry in those high-latitude areas have always regarded the Central Plains as fat meat that can be slaughtered at will, and once they encounter some natural and man-made disasters or something, their first thought is to lead their troops south, and grab as much as they want.

In this long confrontation, the Central Plains people, who lacked horses, accumulated a lot of infantry and cavalry tactics, and as one of the senior commanders of the Heavenly Kingdom, it was impossible for Shi Dakai, the Wing King, not to understand these tricks.

The first trap that the French cavalry encountered now was the 'Horse Pit'. Some people think that trapping a horse pit is to dig out a big trap and add camouflage on it, but in fact, the real trap is very simple and very vicious.

The soldier simply dug a fist-sized hole in the ground, not too deep half a foot was enough. These small pits are so hidden that even if they are not covered with hay, you won't be able to see them from a distance, but by the time you find them, your horse's speed will be slow, and it will be almost impossible to dodge.

It only takes one horse's hoof to fall into a hole, and the horse's huge forward impact will break the horse's leg, and it is inevitable that people will turn over on their backs.

Now this group of French troops encountered a sinister attack on the horse trap, and in the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty war horses were overturned to the ground, and the entire shock camp was in chaos.

The cavalry behind desperately avoided their comrades on the ground, and they didn't know how many ambushes there were in front of them, so they pulled the reins one after another to reduce their speed, and the originally smooth wave attack rhythm was completely disrupted.

Taking advantage of your chaos to kill you, at this time, the new army hiding in the foxhole began to concentrate fire, and more than 100 Spencers shot white smoke in all directions, and bullets rained down on the enemy.

The seven-shot Spencer was the weapon with the highest rate of fire outside of Gatling, and the French were powerless to fight back after the metal rain, and after dropping more than fifty corpses, the cavalry battalion began to turn its horses and retreat.

"Stop shooting...... Save ammo ...... ......"The Forces nouvelles had no time to check the results of the battle, let alone be in the mood to celebrate this small victory, knowing that the French had suffered only a minor setback, and that the attack would only become more and more violent.

"Master, have we won?" Tiger Girl and Ping'er didn't know when they were also standing beside Xiao Letian, holding a pergola one by one and looking at the battle in the hills in the distance.

"This is not called a win, more than 400 cavalry were wiped out by more than 50 people, not even a broken muscle, the French are about to start the next wave of attack......"

"Master Long...... You don't have to stay by my side anymore, there will be no accidents with the protection of the general army, you go to help the Wing King and them now, the terrain here is very complicated, your kung fu must be useful......"

Long Ye looked at the battlefield, and then looked at Xiao Letian's surroundings, he was a little hesitant, but under the pressure of Xiao Letian's gaze, he had to clench his fists and turn his head and rush towards the battlefield.

"Lord Long, tell His Royal Highness the Wing King, you must make good use of the complex terrain, and you must not let the enemy ......"

Xiao Letian's reminder is superfluous, all the commanders of the new army understand the trick to winning this blocking battle, that is, to bully the narrow cavalry regiment on the narrow road can not be deployed quickly, as long as the speed advantage of the cavalry is contained, let alone defend for half an hour, even if it is held for a day, there is no problem.

As the breeze blew, the French cavalry in the dense forest was in an uproar, as if countless heralds were shouting, but the soldiers of the new army did not have the time to deal with the chaos of the French army, the sapper shovels in their hands flew up and down, the individual pits were deepened, and the shooting bunkers in front of them were raised.

Everyone knows that it is absolutely impossible to fight more with less, to resist with foot, if there is no cover guard, and when their lives are at stake, everyone fights.

Xiao Letian's telescope gradually moved on the position, and he kept muttering to himself, "Yes, yes, it seems that they really understand the military theory I explained, if the civil engineering operation of the future war is not good, it will be a loss......

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the distant forest, followed by countless birds rising into the sky, and it seemed that the French attack had begun again.

This time the French changed their tactics, and instead of concentrating their forces on the exit of the woods, the path, they fanned into the woods and began to advance with the skillful horsemanship of their soldiers.

France is located in the core of Europe, thousands of years of human openness has long consumed all the primeval forests, now although the forest coverage is very high, but it is also relatively sparse, war horses in such forests is not a big problem.

But they underestimated the insidiousness of these Chinese, and just when the speed of the horses had increased and they were about to rush out of the woods, a sudden mutation protruded, and a cavalryman's head fell out of thin air, and a cavity of blood rose into the sky.

"What's going on......" Before the people behind could react, the caller suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the huge force directly pushed him off the war horse, and when he wanted to get up, he found that his chest was constantly oozing blood, and the strength had disappeared little by little with the blood.

"Insidious...... There is a wire ......" Before he finished speaking, the soldier's eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

Tripping rope, which is also a common weapon used by infantry to restrain cavalry, used to be used by people to use tough hemp rope, tied to the ground and tied to the stump, specially used to trip the horse's legs, because they had to use weeds to block people's view.

But now it's much more advanced, and the border posts store a lot of thin wires, even if they are tied to a person's height in mid-air, it is difficult for people to find them. With the tremendous power of the warhorse when it charges, these taut wires are no less than sharp blades.

It was a one-sided massacre, the French army was cut in two, and the soldiers behind tightened their reins in horror to avoid these insidious hidden weapons, and the army was in chaos.

The two secret losses made the French completely lose their minds, and the battalion commander who led the troops felt that his cheeks, chest, and even back were burning hot. He was ashamed to find a rat hole to get into, when had the French warriors ever suffered such a loss.

"Warriors of France...... It's a shame, it's a shame for the Army...... Don't worry about casualties anymore, we rush out, even if we die, we will die on the enemy's position...... Charge..."The battalion commander who was blushing like Guan Erye drew his saber and urged the horse to charge forward.

On the battlefield, the officer's lead is always the best means of mobilizing morale, and the French cavalry can certainly do it when they see that their commanders are willing to die.

"Charge...... The enemy's intrigues and tricks cannot stop our ranks, long live the Emperor..."

The French soldiers of this era were still very fanatical, and once they risked their lives to charge, the indomitable momentum was really moving.

Tripwires and traps are easy to use, but how much can they be installed in fifteen minutes? After filling them up without sacrificing human lives, the wires broke one after another, and safe passages were washed out.

The Winged King lay behind the cover, coldly watching the swaying figures in the dense forest, listening to the chaotic sound of horses' hooves, and he could feel the rhythm of the enemy's attack just from the shaking of the horses' hooves trampling the earth.

"Elite... Sure enough, it was elite, and the chaos of the horse's hooves lasted only five minutes before it gradually restored order, and the rhythm of the charge appeared again, and sure enough, as the military advisor said, the French army is the strongest in the world today, which is a hundred times stronger than the Hunan army......"

The Winged King observed the edge of the woods, his palm caressing the earth and feeling the tremors intensify, and he was able to guess the distance of the cavalry from the position by the frequency of the earth's tremors.

"Alright, now is it...... What are you waiting for if you don't do it yet..."The Wing King shouted, only to see more than a dozen figures suddenly flash in the canopy of the dense forest, walking through the treetop space like apes.

"French big nose, grandpa please drink a pot......" In his hand, the dragon master held a simple hair triggering device, and when he lightly struck the flint, the sparks flew onto the sealing cotton cloth of Molotov's cocktail.

Raging flames ignited above the heads of the French cavalry, and the weapons that the new army had played with crackled and smashed down, and clusters of flames rose into the sky, and countless war horses screamed in shock.

Now all the Molotov cocktails in the hands of the new army are concentrated in the hands of Long Ye, and he is lurking on the canopy with ten of the most agile warriors, waiting for this opportunity.

The French could not have imagined that the attack would occur from the top of their heads, and at that moment they even forgot to fight back, and even forgot to take out their pistols and shoot. In their eyes, they saw more than a dozen black shadows flying over the canopy like the legendary Robin Hood, and no one could figure out the trajectory of their advance.

One Molotov cocktail after another was dropped, and the flames in the woods quickly joined together, and the damp grass and leaves quickly formed billowing smoke when they met the fire, which made it more convenient for the dragon masters to hide their figures.

"Shoot, shoot these Chinese......" Almost every French cavalry carried a short rifle, the ammunition was prepared early, as long as you raised your hand to shoot, and in a short time there was a loud fire of gunfire in the woods.

"Stop it, don't worry about the harassers above your head, they're just trying to slow us down...... Remember that we are cavalry, and all we can rely on is horses and speed......"

The battalion commander's voice brought out a cry, today's chaos has verified the fear in his heart for many years, this cavalry has not participated in actual combat for five years, many of them are junior brothers who have not been on the battlefield, and the French army seems to be strong but is actually a little green in terms of talent.

The battalion commander recalled his glorious deeds in the Crimea against the Cossack cavalry in his youth, when the French cavalry was called an elite, as long as the order was given, no interference in the charge would interrupt the rhythm of their attack, and even if more than half of the casualties were lost, no one would choose to retreat.

"Shame, this is really shame, a few potholes in the ground, a few wires and a fire, you are in such a mess, if you encounter a real national war, you must not collapse immediately......"

The veterans' fears eventually became a reality, and four years later, in the Franco-Prussian War, the once-invincible French army gave the fledgling Prussian army a head start.

"Charge, everyone picks up their horses...... Ignore any interference, charge with me......" In the shouts of the battalion commander, the chaotic French army finally came to their senses, and they urged their horses to rush straight to the thin new army position in front of them.

"Not good... This group of French people is going to play for their lives...... Long Ye immediately retreated to the two wings, and everyone prepared grenades...... The Wing King is a veteran of battle, not to mention that he is not very familiar with modern weapons, but he has a keen directness in war, and he can clearly feel the changes in the morale of enemy and friendly troops.

For the Winged King, the battlefield is his home field, and this is his home.

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