The early morning sun shines through the white veil, and the warmth runs from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, and Kenny wakes up in his sleep, the wine from last night's dance is too strong, and there is still a little mellow aroma on the tip of his tongue in the morning. He got up and pulled back the curtain www.biquge.info stretched out a long lazy waist, and at this time the streets outside the window were full of people, and all kinds of vendors had set up their stalls and started a new day.

Kenny strapped his sword back to his waist and walked up the wooden staircase to the hall of the inn, where the servant brought bread and cheese, and Kenny nonchalantly picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Don't go, do you know where the Horn Legion is located?" Kenny asked the servant, chewing on his bread.

"My lord, you follow the street outside all the way to the west, out of the city and walk ten miles west to get there, the distance is a little far, our post house has carriages for rent and sale, if you need it, I will arrange it for you at once." The servant turned around and said earnestly.

"You think I look like a noble lady, don't you?" said Kenny, looking at the servant with some displeasure.

"I'm sorry, I'll go get you a good horse right away. The servant immediately withdrew.

After breakfast, Kenny walked out of the inn, and the servant pulled out a black steed from behind the inn, Kenny took a gold coin from his pocket and handed it to the servant, and the horse shook the reins and galloped towards the west of the city.

Passing through the Nippelsi Gate, his crotched steed into the deep snow, Kenny rode for nearly an hour for ten miles to reach Taylor's cavalry regiment garrison.

The soldier at the gate of the garrison reached out to stop Kenny, "Knight, this is the Horn Legion station, is there something going on?"

Kenny dismounts from his horse and looks around the station. This cavalry regiment was indeed much more formal than the Iron Hoof Regiment, all cowhide tents were neatly arranged in the garrison, from here it seemed that the tents were distributed on both sides of the garrison, leaving an avenue in the middle that was enough for thirty horses to walk side by side, and several paths crisscrossed between the tents, and there was no end in sight, and it was roughly estimated that this cavalry regiment was definitely not less than 5,000 men, and it was not surprising that Sam was driven out of Nipur on this alone.

"Commander Taylor invited me here today last night, is he there?" asked Kenny, looking back at the soldier in front of him.

"The head of the regiment held a mask ball last night, probably ....."

The soldier's words were interrupted by the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and hundreds of men appeared on horses from the east, heading straight for the station.

As the leader got closer and closer, Kenny saw that the man on the horse was handsome, wearing a silver chain mail, and the breastplate on his upper body was branded with raised horns, and the sun had just risen behind him, making him look majestic and majestic.

The steed slowed down at the edge of the station, and Taylor spun and dismounted in a dashing motion, shaking off the snow splashed on his cloak and smiling at Kenny.

"I'm sorry, I drank a little too much last night, I woke up a little late, I don't usually arrive at the station so late, did I wait a long time?" Taylor asked, looking apologetically at Kenny.

"No, I just arrived, and before I could say a few words to the soldiers, you came, hehe. Kenny smiled at Taylor, and suddenly felt that the guy in front of him was not what outsiders described him to be, at least when it came to hospitality, which many lords might not be able to do.

"Let's go, go see my cavalry regiment, I hope you won't be disappointed!" Taylor stretched out his hand to make an inviting gesture, and a hundred and ten knights followed the two into the cavalry regiment garrison.

Along the wide road, Kenny followed Taylor in the cavalry regiment station, looking around, there was not a single snow on the whole road, the tents on both sides of the road were very neatly packed, not even a trace of garbage could be seen on the ground, and there was a deafening shouting of killing not far away.

"This is the living quarters of the soldiers, and I have spent a lot of money on these cowhide tents, but these are all purchased slowly with military expenses, and I have not exploited the citizens of Nipur City. Taylor walked ahead and introduced.

"Well, you don't look quite what I thought, Captain Taylor. Kenny said as he looked at Taylor in front of him.

"Hehe, you must have heard from some guy who likes to chew the root of his tongue that Taylor has no skills, but he has a good face and married the sister of Lord Patton to become the commander of the Horned Cavalry!" Taylor turned his head, holding his throat as if he was imitating some ordinary person, and the voice sounded very funny.

"Haha, it looks like you've heard those rumors, but it doesn't seem to be the case. Kenny's words hinted at a hint of flattery.

"No, some of those rumors are very pertinent, as they say, I really have no ability, and I am not even qualified for the position of commander of the cavalry, and I consider myself no different from an idiot when it comes to marching and fighting. Taylor said modestly.

"Commander Taylor, you can become the head of the Bullhorn Cavalry Regiment, not because you are the brother-in-law of Lord Patton, but because your humility is enough to make all those who really know you loyal to you. ”

"Oh my God, don't flatter me like that anymore, it sounds a bit harsh, by the way, I don't know what your name is?"

"Nikon. Kenny said with a smile.

"It sounds like the name of a brave knight, and there is a training ground in front of it, and now that the soldiers have begun to practice, go and see it. Taylor quickened his pace.

Out of the camp area, an open plain unfolded in front of Kenny's eyes, thousands of soldiers on horseback dressed in armor, holding spears galloping on the plain, two by two to carry out assassination drills, it looks very similar to the training subjects of King Marshall's army back then, although it is a bit old-fashioned, but this is the daily training that a cavalry should have, the use of weapons and the control of horses, is the fundamental guarantee for the survival of cavalry on the battlefield.

On the other side of the plain, thousands of soldiers armed with spears are practicing in the phalanx march, a flag soldier stands on the tower built by logs, and the soldiers follow the flag wave on the tower to carry out assassination, forward, backward, turn, retreat and other flag drills in an orderly manner. Kenny looked at the group of soldiers in the distance, the old-fashioned stuff had been eliminated in his father's generation.

"Knight Nikon, this is the daily training of the Horned Cavalry Regiment, to be honest, I don't know much about strategic knowledge, just relying on some traditional training left by my predecessors, I don't know if there is something new in Assyria, I hope you can advise me. Taylor said humbly.

"Chief Taylor, do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to continue to listen to my flattery?" Kenny asked, turning to Taylor.

"Of course it's the truth, those two flattering words you just said were really harsh, I felt like you were scolding me, haha!" Taylor laughed heartily.

"Really, then, I will be blunt, I think the Horned Cavalry is a plate of loose sand, a plate of loose sand that is not known to be slaughtered, and they should roll out into the mountains to graze, instead of living in your carefully prepared cowhide tents, and enjoying the taxes of the toiling citizens of Nippur. Kenny said with a blank face.

"What did you say?!"

A burly cavalryman drew his sword and stabbed Kenny fiercely.