The Xiangzhou Army, the Wind Battalion, and the Wind Battalion with only 5,000 men are recognized as the first light cavalry army in the army.

Fifty soldiers of the five thousand soldiers of the wind battalion are a standard, wearing light armor and waist knives, and the back is even a crossbow and a longbow, when there is a war, the wind is like a strong crossbow that shoots out, thousands of miles away to take the head of the enemy general, the speed is staggering.

And when there is no war on weekdays, Han Nian, the general of the Wind Battalion, will put the Wind Battalion of 5,000 people on the border and divide them into 100 bids, each with 50 people.

Why are they placed on the border, because on the thirty-mile border between Xiangzhou and Yumen City, there are scouts and spies from the Northern Barbarians who roam all year round.

These spies and scouts are the best whetstones for the Xiangzhou army, and if the Blastwind Battalion wants to maintain the peak cavalry state, it must compete with these border scouts for speed, only in this way, when the big war comes, the Blastwind Battalion will not fall behind in speed.

Since entering the Taiwu period, the Northern Barbarians have been particularly active in the scouts on the border, and the soldiers of the Swift Wind Battalion can encounter dozens or even hundreds of scouts with just a slight movement.

On this day, a subordinate of the Wind Battalion was quietly leaving the customs at night, all the horses' hooves were wrapped in cloths, and the soldiers bowed their heads and bowed their backs to the north, Sun Lin was impatient, quickly whipped his horse, followed closely behind the standard commander, and asked softly, "The standard commander, let's go out of the customs so late, do we want to do a big ticket?" ”

Biao Chang turned his head and glared at Sun Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense, otherwise what is Lao Tzu doing so late, this is the news that Lao Tzu has treasured for many years to get from the school captain, tonight when it was ugly, there was a disciple of the Northern Barbarian Royal Court who wanted to come to Yumen City, and if we could catch this Northern Barbarian Young Master back, wouldn't it be a great achievement." ”

Sun Lin behind him immediately nodded in agreement, "A disciple of the Northern Barbarian King's Court, Biao Chang, isn't this a big bargain picked up by us?" ”

Rong Ma's twenty-year-old standard chief was in a very good mood, and said with a smile, "But don't be careless, if this kid is protected by a master, then we will suffer a big crime." ”

The standard commander's concern is not unreasonable, after all, there are not a few soldiers of the Wind Battalion who have died on the border because of greed and cheapness over the years.

Sun Lin smiled, "Don't worry, Biao Chang, our luck has always been very good." ”

After getting the news, Sun Lin slowed down his horse, came to his good buddy, and said in a low voice, "We guessed it, it's really a big deal." ”

The emaciated man next to him is named Jiang Liao, and Sun Lin enlisted in the same year, both of them have gone from the leather whip of the standard commander step by step to the present, and the brothers who enlisted with them are now the two of them, so the standard is in the middle, and they have the best relationship with the standard chief.

Jiang Liao looked much more stable than Sun Lin, after hearing Sun Lin's words, he nodded slightly, then looked at the young soldier next to him who had just joined the army for a few years, frowned and said, "Xiao Xu, you will follow me when the fight starts, don't run around, you know?" ”

Although the man next to the two of them was also wearing the light armor of the Wind Battalion, his emaciated figure looked like a young man who had just joined the army.

Looking at the young soldier's nervous expression, Sun Lin opened his mouth and said with relief, "It's okay, Xiao Xu, don't be afraid, you will have to pass this level sooner or later, and when you finish this battle, you will be a real soldier of the Wind Battalion." ”

The young soldier nodded extremely reluctantly, "Brother Sun, Brother Jiang, thank you." ”

"Be quiet, cross the border." There was a low voice from the standard commander in the team, after hearing the words of the standard commander, Sun Lin no longer had a hippie smile, but reached out and tightened the rope strap on the helmet, and the young soldiers around him also tightened the rope belt, the young man's name was Qian Xu, when he first came to the wind camp, everyone joked that Xiang Zhoumu was also surnamed Qian, and he was also surnamed Qian, is there anything between them.

Every time he said this, the young people would smile awkwardly, and the soldiers in the barracks would laugh too, they would not take this after-dinner ridicule as a real thing, after all, they would not believe that there would be a state priest willing to send his son to the battlefield.

However, only Qian Xu himself knows, in fact, they are not wrong, his father is the state pastor Qian Gui.

After being rescued by Ning Xiaochuan the last time he went abroad, Qian Xu changed, he had always wanted to enter the rivers and lakes to be a warrior in the rivers and lakes, and he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to join the army.

Qian Gui did not oppose his son's intention to join the army, but he did not support it, but chose to remain silent, when Qian Gui left home that day, Qian Gui said to him: Boy, don't embarrass your Xiangzhou army.

The night was silent, and not long after crossing the border, he met a group of scouts from the Beiban, looking at the scouts with less than 100 people in front of him, the standard commander directly ordered all of them to be killed.

When this group of scouts found out that there were Central Plains cavalry, it was too late to leave, only to see fifty people rushing from all directions, and in less than a quarter of an hour, all of these scouts were ambushed, and they only paid the price of two minor injuries.

The commander immediately ordered to return to the city with minor injuries, while the rest continued to go north.

As they got closer to Yumen City, they encountered more and more scouts, and after disposing of three waves of scouts in succession, there were less than forty people left, smelling the smell of blood on the armor, Qian Xu frowned, if he looked up at the northwest at this time, he could still see the looming wall of Yumen City in the distance.

The wind gradually rose, covering the sound of horses' hooves, the wind swept the yellow sand, when the wind gradually stopped, a well-equipped Northern Barbarian cavalry appeared in front of them, this group of less than two hundred Northern Barbarian elite cavalry, although compared to the Golden Armor Guard and Tie Le Tu is a little worse, but the heavy armor and iron clothing on their bodies are enough to show that this is also an elite cavalry with not weak combat effectiveness.

The leader of this group of cavalry was a noble man dressed in fresh clothes and bright armor, and this noble son had a delicate Beiban scimitar hanging from his waist, and he was somewhat shocked after seeing the soldiers of the Wind Battalion in front of him.

And Sun Lin and the others were equally surprised, because the Gongzi in front of them was the Gongzi of the Northern Barbarian King they were looking for.

Before the rise of the officials of the Shaozhuang faction, as long as you are a member of the Northern Barbarian Court or a nobleman, the court will reward you with a fancy title, and these young sons who have obtained the title will ask their generals to borrow some soldiers and horses to show off.

But since the eleven national weapons were found and the officers of the Shaozhuang faction rose, these young masters of the princely family no longer have these titles given for nothing, if you want the title, you can honestly go to the battlefield, as long as you kill enough enemies, the title is as you like.

The son surnamed Yelu who appeared opposite Sun Lin today is a side young master of one of the Eight Kings, who originally wanted to come to Yumen Pass to gild and mix up the title, but he never thought that he had not yet arrived, and he ran into the Central Plains army.

The battle between the two sides was about to break out, looking at the soldiers of the Swift Wind Battalion who suddenly arrived, the two hundred northern barbarian elite cavalry did not mess up, and the deputy general led by him bowed his head and whispered.

After speaking in the Northern Barbarian dialect, the young boy smiled contemptuously, his face covered with disdainful sneer.

Then he shook his head and rejected the adjutant general's proposal, as if he felt that the Central Plains cavalry in front of him was less than forty people, and they had nearly two hundred people, close to four to one in number, were you still afraid that they would not succeed?

On the side of the wind battalion, the standard commander directly ordered the encirclement and interception, and for a while the arrows rained down, and the crossbows were like flying locusts.

The moment the cavalry of the two sides touched, the Kuo Shao of the Northern Barbarians sensed that something was wrong, and the moment the two sides looked at each other, all their cavalry were slashed without exception, although there were more people on their side, but the combat effectiveness of the Central Plains cavalry in front of them seemed to be stronger.

The soldiers of the Hurricane Battalion of less than forty people rushed into battle like a gale, and instantly dispersed the vanguard of the Northern Barbarian cavalry, and the young young master Kuo looked at the cavalry in front of him rushing to kill, but he was extremely happy, and seemed to not mind that his two hundred cavalry did not seize the advantage in the face of an enemy of less than forty.

And the lieutenant general beside him was worried, drawing his sword to protect his little master's side.

This battle of horses faster than the speed of the dead began.

The real cavalry sprint will never be like the storyteller said, the two generals will fight each other in front of the battle, the winner will drive straight in, the defeated will fall like a mountain, and it is rare for a general to rush into the crowd unscathed.

The cavalry battle was bloody and brutal, the cavalry charge preferred the wide plains, and the two sides opened with cavalry shooting, and for the light cavalry, if they could not effectively reduce the damage caused by the rain of arrows, then the charge was doomed.

After the two sides rode and shot, it was a sprint, and the sprint of the light cavalry was like a transparent knife cut, a horse swept by, either dead or wounded, at this time everyone wanted to rush forward, even if it was a step away to rush forward desperately.

This is especially true of heavy cavalry, heavy cavalry sprinting is like Mount Tai pressing the top, iron armor collides, being squeezed into meat cakes is a common thing, and the scene of heavy cavalry sprinting is often more shocking than light cavalry.

Even in a small-scale cavalry battle of 100 people like this, the purpose of the Swift Wind Battalion remains the same, whether it is battle or retreat, speed is the first, but light cavalry can exert more personal strength than heavy cavalry.

After seeing the deputy general of the Northern Barbarians enter the battlefield, Sun Lin rushed forward as soon as possible, and the two sides scuffled together.

And the standard commander's eyes were on the disciple of the Northern Barbarian King's court, and the standard commander pulled out his waist knife, rushed out of the torn open line, and rushed straight at the young man.

The young man watched the standard commander rushing over, and he was not afraid, in the end, he was a disciple of Wang Ting who had learned some moves, and it was inevitable that he would be a little arrogant.

I saw him pull out his knife with his hand, go down in the air, and slash at the standard chief, who also didn't expect this vase to have some martial arts, so he quickly dodged sideways, and this side fell directly from the horse, and the standard commander after falling off the horse rolled a few times to stabilize his body.

With a successful sword, the disciple of the Northern Barbarian Court slowly landed, only to see his eyes ruthless, and he rushed to the standard commander in an instant in a sprint shape, and the standard commander raised his knife to deal with it, and the Xiangzhou waist knife and the Northern Barbarian scimitar collided fiercely, making a sonorous sound.