Chapter 100: The Story of the Eagle in the North and South 6

The Salander cavalry is coming.

This is a bad omen, for on the plains, once the infantry encounters the cavalry, they can hardly choose to hold on in formation. The mobility of the cavalry allowed them to storm the infantry from any direction they wanted, leaving the infantry exhausted.

It is important to note that while cavalry does not always achieve victory over infantry. However, once the cavalry has gained an advantage, it can expand the results of the battle through rapid sorties and pursuits, and even if it loses, it can escape from the battlefield as soon as possible to prevent the casualties from expanding; Infantry, on the other hand, is unable to expand when they gain an advantage, and a small mistake can be lost.

This is the reason why with the same number and quality of soldiers, it will be difficult for the infantry side to crush, let alone destroy the cavalry.

Swadia has two high-quality horse-producing fields, the first is the Suno plain between Suno and Parabun; The second is the southern frontier of what is now Kugit: the region that Swadia once called the southern steppe. There is a clear difference between the horses produced in these two regions, among which the Sunoma is strong and explosive; Nanyuan horses are small in stature, but they have good stamina. It is believed that the Sunoma first came from the south of the Salander Desert, which was once a fertile field full of flowers, and until it became a desert, it was a free passage for horses. The Nanyuan horse undoubtedly comes from the east of the mountains, the homeland of the Kugit people. In recent decades, the Wikians have brought snowhorses to the mainland, which has made the continent's horse breeds more diverse.

Swadia, which has an abundant supply of horses, can be adapted to the traits of horses in various places, and many mixed breeds with excellent traits have been crossbred into the country. Although the aristocracy had always preferred purebred Sunohorses, the hybrids quickly became popular in the army due to their excellent characteristics. The crossbreeding of different breeds of horses has been carefully experimented with, and finally a very good steed has been produced: their Vekia relatives have made them not afraid of the cold; Salander's relatives let them cross the dunes as if they were walking on the ground; The orthodox Suno ancestors made their horses tall, with even muscles and amazing explosiveness. This type of horse is often used as a military horse.

The cavalry of the Salanders were mostly equipped with desert horses, which they had favored since their time in their home country. This type of horse is gentle and easy to handle, and is very popular with the Salander cavalry. However, the royal family and nobility of Salander loved a very rare horse, known as the Pegasus, which often had a place on their body that would ooze dark red bodily fluids from time to time, which was the most distinctive trait of the Pegasus. As for body fluids, some scholars believe that the sweat glands of the Pegasus themselves are special, while many believe that there is a special parasite that parasitizes the Pegasus. The ancestors of the Salanders defeated an expeditionary force of the Eastern Empire hundreds of years ago, a people known for their poetry and papermaking, and according to their history, those people called the 'Pegasi' 'Sweat and Blood Horse', and it is said that more than a thousand years ago, their great emperor sent tens of thousands of troops to plunder the 'Pegasus' in order to obtain the 'Pegasus'.

Now the cavalry squad that pursued the Swadians was mainly armed with desert horses. The wet weather made the horses somewhat unaccustomed to it, and the horses generally experienced symptoms such as diarrhea and irritability. The three farms under the fortress of Garmic usually hold 200 horses, enough for a team of 70 men, but with a recent increase in troops, Garmic's officer Salander expanded his ranks, increasing the number of cavalry to 230. The reason for this massive increase in troops was that the treaty between the Kugit Khanate and the Sultanate of Salander had been signed a few months earlier, which gave the Salanders a premonition that there would be a conflict along the line of Kamichi, so over the course of a few months, the men and horses assembled in Sharez had entered Kamichi along the coastline.

At present, there are less than 400 horses in Kamageburg, and the level of horses is uneven, but there are 230 cavalry personnel. This made the horses of the Salander cavalry generally overworked, and coupled with the lack of adaptation, the combat effectiveness of the cavalry had been affected. The cavalrymen had repeatedly complained to the officers about the problem of mounts, but the Salander officers only made a verbal promise that they would continue to order horses; At the same time, the farms of Fort Garmich began to complain that the farms were not producing enough horses to sustain so much that they had to procure and stock up on grain and grass from far away in the Hawahar Forest.

After a night of fighting, the mounts of the Salander cavalry were more tired than themselves. In the morning, the cavalry's dereliction of duty was not entirely due to their laziness, but was excusable: some of the horses were too exhausted to move.

At dawn, more than 100 cavalrymen who had been arranged by the infantry to attack the first night changed their horses, but there were only about 70 spare horses, and only the cavalrymen in the most serious situation were able to change their mounts. Instead of taking part in the military campaign against the Svadia soldiers, these men went straight to the civilians by the sea, where they received orders to press the refugees to the fortress of Gamichi.

The more than 100 cavalrymen who were unable to change their horses were assigned to various places to assist in the evacuation of the refugees, and some were assigned to monitor the movements of the Ameraburg, and only about 60 cavalrymen actually participated in the attack on the Swadia soldiers. These people did not expect that they would have to support the infantry in the end, because the situation was all too obvious: the advantage of more than 400 victorious infantry against more than 100 defeated troops was overwhelming, and there was no reason to go wrong.

But unfortunately, something did go wrong. Some of the cavalrymen had already dismounted and rested, and when they heard about the mission, they had to scold and scold on their horses and follow the herald to the battlefield.

The fog was thick and his vision was impaired, and the herald could only lead the soldiers according to the marks on the ground and the general direction.

More than sixty people drove their mounts all the way, and they looked at the spears and shields that were scattered on the ground in amazement, and they couldn't help but wonder if the Svadians had received any assistance, which didn't seem like something that more than a hundred soldiers could do.

The cavalry picked up speed, and the marks on the ground became more and more obvious. The herald stopped suddenly, he looked ahead in surprise, and the cavalry that followed behind also stopped one by one, panting and looking at the herald, the cavalry followed the herald's eyes and saw the marks left on the ground, even the most battle-hardened warriors couldn't help but be horrified: there were twelve corpses neatly stacked on the ground, all without heads.

One of the horsemen shouted, and saw a dozen or so bloody heads around them, all of which had their ears and teeth removed.

Most of these soldiers were dressed as mercenaries, and a few were conscripted infantry uniforms.

"Captain", a cavalryman rode up to the cavalry captain, looking like he didn't know what to do.

"Remember," the cavalry captain said with an almost expressionless face, "there is a Barrya here, and one will be killed later; There is a Salander who will kill ten Swadians later."

The cavalrymen listened to the captain's agreement, and their hearts also burned with anger, and at the same time, a trace of fear welled up.

"Is this how the Swadias treat their captives?" The cavalrymen shuddered at the thought of being captured by the Swadians.

The former king once pointed out that when people are faced with atrocities, they often have two feelings: anger and fear. When anger overpowers fear, people will burst out with strong resistance. When fear overcomes anger, people will be obedient like lambs.

"If you don't care about fame, then you might as well choose to be more brutal, and once your enemies are accustomed to fear rather than anger, you will have much easier time dealing with them in the future."

Now the Salander cavalry is in their hearts, and these two feelings are colliding fiercely.

There was a lot of fog around, and no one could see anything.

"Go after the Svadias," the cavalry captain ordered.

The cavalry began to search the remains of the battlefield, but found nothing. It was as if the Svadia soldiers had disappeared. In some woods not far away, the cavalry found some overwhelmed infantry gathered together, who knew nothing and exaggerated the strength of the Svadias in order to cover up their defeat.

The cavalry captain soon received a report that the infantry had been attacked by four hundred Swadia sergeants, and the cavalry captain rode up to the infantryman who was reporting and whipped the man to ashes, "You fool! Wring out the moisture out of your words! How many Svadians are there? ”

The exaggerated Barryan scurried with his head in his hands, and after being whipped, he told the truth: it was less than two hundred Swadians who had defeated him.

The desperate Svadians did not chase long after they dispersed the ranks of infantry, and the Salander soldiers fled for nearly half an hour before stopping. All things considered, the infantry had been out of contact with the Swadians for some time, and the Swadians had at least reached the clearing where the massacre had taken place, that is, the Swadians had probably turned their heads back after executing twelve Salanders, and in the vast fog, the Swadians might have passed by the Salander cavalry.

The cavalry captain was a little frustrated, and even more puzzled: why did the Swadians turn back to the sea instead of fleeing to the Amera Fort?

This was actually Colonel Sdurant's arrangement. The large Svadian force did not reach the slaughter site at all, and a brave soldier named Tracy was assigned to lead a squad of thirty men to slaughter the Salander rout, and Colonel Sdeland ordered him: "Throw their weapons and equipment on the road to the north, there should be a small force of cavalry around us, these people are extremely dangerous to us, and you are responsible for trying to divert them as much as possible." Be careful, and when you're done, flee to Fort Amera, and ask for help as much as you can. If the Rhodoks don't come, you just stay there honestly'''''' someone has to live and tell someone what happened here today."

Tracy's bravery in the morning impressed his comrades, and some of the soldiers joined Tracy's squad out of admiration for him or out of a desire to live. Tracy grew up tending to the family's dozen or so goats, recognizing the footprints of all sorts of light animals, and perfecting the methods he learned to handle the traces of animals: he ordered his soldiers to quickly put together the scattered spears and shields, and then threw them along the way.

He knew that the cavalry had arrived less than half an hour before they arrived, and that they had to advance as quickly as possible. In the process, they besieged and killed several Salanders, which, along with the few corpses they carried on their backs when they broke away from the larger force, created a small center of conflict.

Provoked by the rout of the previous night, Tracy's comrades brutally plucked out the teeth and ears of the Salanders and Barryjes, and finally cut off their heads and piled them aside. After doing this, Tracy led the soldiers to quickly run to the left, and he knew that he could not run north, otherwise he would either encounter the previous Salander rout or be overtaken by the Salander cavalry behind. Tracy moved his soldiers to the left for almost three miles in the fog before turning north and fleeing.

Sdurant didn't explain much about his own soldiers, because that didn't make sense. He made a dangerous move, preparing to turn back to find the refugees by the sea.

Presumably, at this time, those people had been frightened by the Salander cavalry and did not dare to move, and Sdeland did not do this to save the civilians, but for his own intentions. It was difficult for a team of more than 100 men to cross more than ten miles on the plain without being found by the cavalry, but if the disorganized refugees distracted the pursuers, Sdelant could calmly get out. At the same time, the men in the refugees, after seeing the hope of life, are very likely to stimulate their potential and turn the situation around. The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and Sdeland, with his years of combat experience, accurately led the soldiers to the sea.

The dozens of Salander cavalry on the seashore were not ready for any battle at all, and they drove the panicked Swadians like a flock of sheep, and from time to time burst into laughter. It took them nearly an hour to gather the refugees and move east with them, just as Stellant had just routed Salander's infantry and turned around and headed for the sea, no one could have expected Stellant to take another risk after a small victory. So when the Svadians, carrying their flags, shouted in Salander that "the Sultan is defeated", "the Sultan is defeated", the Salander cavalry was taken aback. At this time, the Salanders had no formation to speak of, and before several of the cavalry at the head could react, the Swadians rushed out of the fog and stabbed them with spears. There was confusion among the Salanders, and Sderant rushed into the crowd with a battle flag in hand, "Swadians! The Salanders have been routed, the Rhodoks have brought a thousand soldiers, everyone stop the Salanders and don't let them run! ”

Sderant's words were only heard by a few Swadians around him, who were ready to be enslaved for life or even tortured to death, and when they heard the news, they were all fanatical in ecstasy to fight the surrounding Salander infantry. More and more Swadians, seeing that others were starting to do something, joined the revolt. Nearly a thousand sheep suddenly turned into a thousand rampaging wolves, one can imagine the horror of the Salanders, who galloped away from afar, watching from afar, looking at these suddenly mad Swadians, and discussing countermeasures.

"Where did these Svadia soldiers run out? What did the hundreds of people in the north do? The Salanders who were besieging the refugees wondered.

At this time, led by Sdeland and his soldiers, the Swadia refugees poured north like a flood that burst its banks.

Stellant knew in his heart that he had succeeded at this point, and that he and the rest of the soldiers would be able to escape calmly when the refugees had run far enough.

But the situation suddenly reversed, and the refugees panicked again, and in the north, a formed Salander cavalry appeared.

You can take advantage of your enemies' mistakes, but you can't expect them to make mistakes all the time. After all, the cavalry was the elite of the Salanders, and after discovering that they had been deceived, the Salander cavalry immediately began to maneuver south, and the reorganized Salander infantry and Barryer mercenaries also began to move south.

Sderant had expected Salander's cavalry to arrive half an hour to an hour late, and then there would be nothing to worry about. But now, before the refugees had created enough chaos, Salander's cavalry locked up the fleeing procession. The Salander cavalry guarded the Swadians like hunters guarding their prey.

The previously disrupted cavalry joined the new cavalry units, and the build-up of these men almost condemned Stellant to death.

Sdeland's newly-burning hopes were immediately extinguished.

There were also fluctuations among the refugees: "General! When did the Rhodok soldiers arrive? "General, what should I do? "General, are we attacking?" Or how do you escape? ”

The overly boisterous refugees caused Sdelant to experience brief tinnitus and could not hear anything. It was only when he saw a knight shouting loudly in front of him that the voice once again entered his ears: "Colonel! Let's break through! ”

Before Stellant could reply, the refugees retreated to the seashore driven by Salander's cavalry. The Salander cavalry no longer seemed to be the same as they had been in the morning when they had only driven away the Swadian civilians, and now they drew their sabers and killed anyone they saw, and the refugees were frightened and rushed south. Strand's soldiers were caught in the middle of the refugees and flocked to the sea.

It wasn't long before the sound of the tide and the damp air had told Stellant that they were about to be squeezed into the sea.

The Salander cavalry seemed to be not satisfied, and they continued to drive the Swadians to escape, leaving behind the Salander cavalry, leaving more than a dozen fragmented corpses, and the horror of these dead made the Swadians flee there knowing that the sea was ahead.

"Is it really over?" said Stellant, who thought about it again.

The Salander cavalry shouted loudly, galloped left and right, slashed one soldier after another with their scimitars, and trampled on the fallen refugees.

"I'm going to die soon! Same with these refugees! "Stellant thought desperately, in the morning, he was ready to die, but the hope of life that appeared made his belief collapse, he could not be as decisive as in the morning, once people have expectations for life, they will be infinitely afraid of death, and this fear will give rise to great unwillingness." My God! I've done so much! You bastard! Isn't it possible to show a little miracle! ”

The Salanders would have been happy to kill most of them, if it weren't for the miracles that followed.

Stellant remembered until he died, when he suddenly remembered the sound of a whining horn on the sea behind him. He looked back in surprise.

God sent him a ship.

The sea breeze blew away some of the thick fog, and a ship appeared in the distance, and then, one after another, more ships slowly emerged from the smoke.

It was only after the war that people learned that the ship that blew the landing horn had a beautiful name, and that name was a small quiet valley near the city of Suno.

White Pigeon Valley.