Chapter 242: The Art of War

In the back mountain of Black Iron Town, Renault frowned tightly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that Horton was about to enter the range of the howitzer, he suddenly turned around. Renault knew his intentions instantly, so he drew a horizontal line on the sand table, so that Horton's path formed a "D" shape.

"What is he trying to do?" "Things have gone completely beyond Mia's expectations, which makes her feel a little angry, why don't the two guys, Horton and Renault, play their cards according to her ideas?"

"He's got nothing wrong with his brain," said Renault with a smile, "but this guy named Horton has a very shrewd brain." ”

Mia blinked, not seeming to see what the hell was going on.

Renault moved all the small red flags to the horizontal line, and asked, "Do you understand now?"

He ...... He wants to start here and launch a general attack?"

"Yes. ”

"But this place is still eight or nine kilometers away from Black Iron Town, is he sure that he will pass through the strange forest smoothly?"

"It doesn't need to go well," Renault pulled out the blue banner and half of the red banner representing the guards, "as long as half of his men come, we'll just have to watch them break through the walls of Black Iron Town." ”

"He's still going to use crowd tactics?"

Mia was a little unconvinced, and Horton let Yusef's 20,000 men be cannon fodder, and that was because Yusuf was a subordinate tribe. And now these cavalry, but the elite of the Black Sheep family accumulated over the years, is he so willing to let them die half of them in the strange woods?

"One will make ten thousand bones dry. Killing the enemy in war is a technique, and how to kill one's own people more effectively is an art. The Grand Commander of Horton was undoubtedly an excellent artist. ”

Savoring Renault's words carefully, Mia suddenly shuddered, she was born in a royal family and grew up in a game of power, she never felt that she was a naΓ―ve person who would make such a mistake.

And what about Renault, will he become such an "artist of war" in the future?

When Mia looked down and pondered, Renault had already given the order for the Black Iron Army to lay a large number of tripping mines at dawn in the area 7 to 6 kilometers away from Black Iron Town.

At the same time, the convoy was asked to concentrate heavy mortars and concentrate on covering the "T-junction" as Horton's cavalry came in along the avenue.

Tomorrow is finally going to go head-to-head, and looking out the window at the deep night, Renault's mood is a little up and down. He couldn't see the tragic battlefield here, but he knew that it must be a hell of blood and fire.

Tina sat quietly in the corner, where she had been sitting for the past few days, silent without saying a word.

The decisive battle was about to begin, and she didn't care about the cavalry of the Black Sheep family, nor did she care about the escort army of Black Iron Town. Because no matter what the outcome is, Black Iron Town will inevitably be destroyed.

In front of that "monster", the power of human beings is so small.

At that time, if Renault can survive and have nothing, will he give up everything here and go with her to rebuild his home in the country of his dreams?

So now all she needs, and the only thing she can do, is to be patient.

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At dawn, there was a deafening sound of horses' hooves from the direction of the strange woods, and the cavalry of the Black Sheep family walked along the 400-meter-wide flat avenue, among the low mountains, like a rushing black torrent.

Compared to Yusef's tribe, this well-equipped and well-trained cavalry under the command of Horn exuded an incomparably amazing momentum in the sunlight that had just shone on the ground.

They were like a long black sword, pointing in the direction of Black Iron Town.

By order of Grand Commander Horn, they will follow the horizontal avenue and enter the low strange woods.

They were perfectly prepared for this, and they wrapped their faces, hands and feet tightly in strips of cloth to avoid cutting their skin from the leaves of the weeds.

As for the low branches, they were not worth talking about at all in the eyes of these cavalrymen. They don't get tired even if they run all day on horseback, and they can swing their weapons in their hands or shoot feathered arrows with their longbows.

"Attention, there's a junction ahead!"

A cavalry captain planted the huge banner of the Black Sheep family on the ground, and the cavalry brigade automatically divided into two groups, one left and one right, galloping towards both sides at the T-junction.

A black thing suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a loud bang.

Black smoke rose into the air, countless steel balls and bullet shell fragments shot into the bodies of men and horses, and a group of cavalry suddenly fell into a ball like straw in a great wave, and before they could get up, they were trampled into broken pieces of flesh by the hooves of their companions who swarmed up behind.

Boom, boom, boom

Ten heavy mortars continued to fire shells around the T-junction, and soon the corpses piled up here, and the later cavalry had to carry the flying minced flesh to the horses and make the horses tread the thick corpses into the left and right roads, or simply burrow headlong into the strange woods.

The cavalry that rushed into the woods was like countless black fish burrowing into the aquatic grass, relying on their flexible and exquisite riding skills to shuttle freely through the low strange woods.

As expected, it was so easy and simple to walk through the woods with your body close to the horse's back, which made the cavalry feel excited.

They took off their longbows from their backs and put their feathered arrows on the bowstrings.

What they need to do now is to prevent a sudden sneak attack by the soldiers of Black Iron Town, and then rush forward, and then break through again, until they reach the walls of Black Iron Town.

They thought that after entering the hell on earth at the T-junction, they would no longer be hit by the explosion from the sky, but what they never expected was that in the dense weeds, there was also an incomparable danger.

Boom -

The cavalry who rushed to the front was unfortunate enough to encounter a tripping mine, which was not powerful enough to blow off the two front legs of his horse.

The horses crumbled and fell into the weeds, and one of the horsemen's foot was wounded to the bone by shrapnel.

For the cavalry, the loss of the horse was equivalent to the loss of most of his life, and the serious injury to his foot made him feel extremely desperate.

Boom -

In the dense woods, explosions came and went, and the scene just now was constantly staged.

He had only just advanced 100 meters before he received a heavy blow, which made the cavalry hesitate later.

"Give it to me! These explosions won't be too many, and you'll be able to rush through them in a moment!"

The cavalry captain roared loudly at the top of his voice and led the charge forward.

It's not that he is not afraid of death, but the military rules formulated by Grand Commander Horn are more touching and terrifying than death.

Under his leadership, the cavalry began a new round of death sprint.

But the further they went, the more frightened they became.

The companions around them continued to fall to the ground with men and horses in the sound of explosions, and people and horses would not die immediately, but their painful and desperate eyes made the living feel hopeless in their hearts.

Crossing a distance of 1,000 meters is as long as it took a century.

When the cavalry found that the explosions around them were gradually thinning out and finally disappearing completely, they couldn't help but cheer in their hearts.

Finally survived!

The cavalrymen touched their hands and feet, patted their horses on the necks excitedly, and they whistled to signal safety to their companions behind them, and soon gathered in a dense group.

But they didn't know that death, which was more terrifying than tripping thunder, was quietly descending from the sky. (To be continued.) )