"Riding this kind of war horse to fight is not only a sin, but also a sin."

After riding up, a pair of long legs stepped into the stirrups and was very awkward.

So he could only hang on both sides of the horse's belly, and suddenly the soles of his feet were off the ground, and he was only thirty centimeters away from the horse, and he turned over and dismounted.

Looking at the distance of only two miles on the horse, after his own weight, a heavy armor, backpack, etc., all added together, it should be under the weight of more than three hundred catties.

Now it looks like a war horse with a heavy snort and a thin sweat.

Hu Biao couldn't help but curse in his mouth in the bitterness of his heart.

Like the warehouse management and other riding systems, the team members who gave away the war horses for free this time also took a look at the majestic system war horses under the crotches of Yu Hanfeng, Feng Rui and others.

There is also a strong depression in my heart that 'people have to die more than others, and goods have to be thrown away'.

Such a situation, especially if it was originally more than 200 catties.

As a result, after wearing several layers of heavy armor, the whole person looked round, a big lump of yellow fat people, team members and others, and the depression in their hearts was the most intense.

They were even worried in their hearts, and in the next second, the war horses under them would be weak, and they would be directly pressed down.

The warehouse manager, who also disliked the free war horse this time, muttered in his mouth that he didn't know what to scold, and walked to Hu Biao's side and reported some information:

"Lao Hu, I counted a little on the way over just now.

This time, six people, including Xu Feng, Ah Li, Chen Tang, Shi Poyu, Watchdog, and Fenghuahui, did not teleport over; As for the three novice rookies, the specific situation has not been asked. ”

After hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao said noncommittally 'um' in his mouth, and he did not say a cordial greeting after hearing the words as before.

Mainly by now, the countdown in their brains has reached 53 minutes and 47 seconds.

Under such a desperate countdown, there is no time to even scold the system.

Not to mention, as in the past, I care about the three rookies this time, what specialties they have, whether they are talents, and whether they are suitable to join the team.

All of the above, all of which will be said until the Sifang Fort of Yuexiu Mountain is recaptured and the threat of everyone being wiped out by the system is freed, and these people are not dead.

With such thoughts, Hu Biao greeted everyone.

Towards a clearing on the right-hand side, he walked straight in.

In that position, there were already three or four hundred horsemen gathered; One of the most eye-catching characters is a man who is only one meter tall and in his early sixties, but his figure is quite stout.

The main thing on the head of this cargo is wearing the kind of Tartar helmet with lightning rods, long spikes and red tassels in the memory of Hu Biao and others.

He was wearing a fine cotton armor, with the boss's heart goggles and nail bubbles, which were wiped shiny.

Other weapons such as waist knives, throwing axes, tiger guns, bows and arrows, etc., are equipped with an unusually complete set of weapons; Although a war horse beside him is a grassland horse breed, it can also be said to be relatively tall.

Such a posture is obviously the full length of the flag man as soon as he hears the name.

And in the position next to him, there are about one hundred and twenty or thirty people around, and they also look quite eye-catching.

Because these people, who are also Yishui, are very good grassland war horses after comparing them with Hu Biao; Although the cotton armor on his body is a little old, he is also equipped with a variety of cold weapons of different lengths and shorts, near and far.

I think it's Aixin Jueluo Yishan, the supreme commander of the battlefield in Daqingyangcheng, and the elite cavalry of the town mark around him.

The rest were more than two hundred people, riding short and thin horses like them, dressed in an unusually shabby manner, and basically without armor.

Most of them were forty or fifty people, and the few were only one or twenty people, and although they were gathered together, the feeling of a clear distinction was very strong.

And on all the cavalry, whether it is those Eight Banners or other Green Battalion soldiers.

One counts as one, and neither Hu Biao nor the others saw the existence of the slightest short fire gun suitable for cavalry use; The same long-handled firecrackle is also not seen.

To put it bluntly, this is a rabble.

wants to rely on these people to lay down the Quartet fort guarded by the Yin army, frankly speaking, Hu Biao has no confidence.

After glancing at each other, everyone in the team had a realization in their hearts: after the battle started, everything would have to rely on themselves.

As for the other big green cavalry, Dingtian is just used to strengthen the momentum and share the firepower of the Yin army.

Such an idea became stronger and stronger in the hearts of Hu Biao and others soon after......

The group waited in the open space for about two or three minutes, and when Hu Biao was a little impatient, the sound of horses' hooves came.

Turning his head, he saw that it was the green battalion general who claimed to be called Yu Hong.

With a total of thirty-seven or eight horsemen behind him, he galloped all the way to this side; In a place where he was still far away, he shouted out a sentence:

"Lord Manlong, my subordinates have looked around, and there are only these cavalrymen nearby; If you want more people, I'm afraid you can only go back to Yangcheng to find someone. ”

After hearing this, Man Long waved his big hand, and shouted a string of contents at everyone:

"That's four hundred and twenty or thirty people, that's enough.

The soldiers don't need to worry, the opponent is just some Yin barbarians, who are just sharp firearms in their hands.

And at the beginning of the founding of my Daqing country, relying on the skillful bow and horse, which time was not the defeat of the Ming people who fought more than ten times, and the firearms in the hands of those Ming people were not the same as sharp and tight?

So it doesn't matter, when it will be Manlong, I will rush to the front with the town mark cavalry, and you can keep up.

As long as they rush closer, the firearms in the hands of these Yin people are not as good as a burning stick; Lord Yishan said that as long as I wait for the victory to return to the city, everyone will be rewarded. ”

After hearing such a string of content, the green battalion cavalry, who were originally very flustered on their faces, showed some excitement.

Then, under the leadership of Man Long, a group of more than 400 people rode war horses and began to advance along the dirt road, and the speed was only about the same as that of a human on foot.

Between the marches, although the countdown in the braincase, it is constantly decreasing.

It's just that most of Hu Biao and the others are also veterans of the battlefield, so they naturally know that they must maintain enough horsepower before the battle, and only after a while can they burst out with enough horse speed to charge.

Besides, no matter how unbearable these big green cavalry are, they can also play some role when they fight together.

So one by one, even if they were full of impatience and anxiety, they had to suppress the anxiety in their hearts, and continued to advance after going around in a circle with the brigade outside the city of Yangcheng.

In such a process, everyone looked at the city wall and there were already some green soldiers defending.

But how? There were many troops on the city wall, and many of them also held fire guns in their hands; At regular intervals, a cannon barrel peeked out of the battlement.

It's a pity that Hu Biao's obviously malnourished faces can see many expressions such as panic, fear, and uneasiness, but they don't have the will to fight to the end.

"Special! What kind of battle is this fighting? ”

Under the huge depression in his heart, the second fat scolded such a sentence.

In the continuous advance, the countdown to recapture the quadrangular fort was reduced, little by little.

When the countdown in the minds of Hu Biao and others reached 34 minutes and 12 seconds, the Sifang Fort located on the slope of Panlonggang Mountain in Yuexiu Mountain.

finally appeared in front of Hu Biao and others, just two or three miles away.

But Hu Biao and others have no trace of joy until now; Because under their visual inspection, the numerical strength of the Yin army that they need to face this time is very tricky.

Specifically, in addition to the height of only sixty or seventy meters high in Panlonggang, there are not many Yin troops on the Sifang Fort.

At the foot of the mountain below Panlonggang, there were three companies of Yin troops, who were originally sitting on the ground enjoying their lunch.

Seeing the appearance of this cavalry of the Qing Army, they immediately began to line up a battle line in a company at the sound of the officer's command.

In terms of reaction speed, it is of course far worse than PLA.

However, compared to the Qing Army, I don't know how much stronger it is, and it more or less shows the professionalism of the modern professional army.

If this is the only case, it will not make Hu Biao and others behave so solemnly.

The key is that the Yin Army's side, since occupying the Sifang Battery, has mobilized an artillery unit of its own side for the first time, intending to arrange artillery positions on the Sifang Fort and fire at Yangcheng almost under his nose.

So it should be an artillery battery, a total of 6 guns mounted on the gun carriage, which happened to move here.

After discovering their cavalry, this artillery force had stopped moving up the hill and was urgently building an artillery position at a point behind the infantry.

In front was a line of musketeers firing in a constant row, and in the back was a constant bombardment of artillery fire.

The above tactic, in the past in the 'Great Song Jingkang's Shame' mission, it can be said that the senior veterans of the team who have completely copied it once naturally understand the point of this thing.

Those who died tragically under this tactic, tens of thousands of Jin people and Tangut people, are the best example.

If they could, they definitely didn't want to ride their horses and force their way over such a position.

Taking advantage of the night to constantly sneak attack, assassinate, and hit the morale of the other party, accumulating small victories into big victories is the best choice at present; But in the countdown that is already numbered, there is nothing more than to hit the ground running.

He put down the binoculars in his hand and hurriedly looked at everyone in the team.

In front of everyone's eyes, Hu Biao said the simple and outrageously cruel tactic in the following time:

"Riding a war horse to rush over, as fast as you want, no matter whether the war horse will be tired or not in the process, no matter how many people die or who dies, even if I hang up, don't stop.

As long as we rush over and fight the Yin army in close combat, relying on our melee fighting ability, we can turn the situation around.

In the fastest time, after dealing with the Yin army under the mountain, continue to rush up the mountain until he regains control of the Sifang Battery.

That's right! Travel light and throw away all the excess. ”

After finishing speaking, Hu Biao had already thrown the backpack behind the saddle to the ground without any nostalgia; Then spare meteor hammers, long knives, daggers, etc. were also thrown to the ground 'clanging~'.

Don't care about these things at all, and when you recapture the Quartet and hold on for seven days, it can play a considerable role.

After all, they need to recapture the fort before they have a chance to worry about it.

In the face of Hu Biao's simple tactic, no one in the team raised the slightest objection; He also threw the extra things on his body towards the ground continuously.

Because of the method given by Hu Biao, this is also the only reliable tactic in the current situation.

As for the success rate of such a tactic, it should still be about half; It's just that even if it succeeds, the process must be extremely difficult, and many people will die in the team.

Because no matter how senior the veteran of the team is, how thick the heavy armor is wearing.

If you are shot in a critical place, you will also be injured......

*******

Of course, as the commander of all the cavalry on the Daqing side in this battle, Man Long, who has the title of 'Baturu', doesn't think so in his heart.

On the contrary, when this battle was about to begin, my heart was full of indescribable confidence.

There is also a fiery mood that relied on the general results of this battle to turn the tide, and became a pillar of the imperial court.

Just as he had said when he shouted to everyone; What kind of 'yin chicken power' barbarians can wreak havoc on the coast for so long in his opinion.

On the one hand, the Yin people's firearms are indeed sharp, and they can hit farther, faster, more accurately, and more powerful than Daqing's guns, which is partly the reason.

The most crucial aspect is that he did not meet the real Eight Banners warrior like him Manlong.

He is not one of those waste snacks in Yanjing City and other cities in the city, who only knows how to carry a bird cage and brag and fart, and find girls to have fun.

Fight small and practice martial arts, and bow horses are skillful.

He believed that as long as they were like the ancestors of the founding period, they would suffer certain casualties and rush closer, and these Yin people would be defeated immediately.

Just like back then, I beat those Ming people.

With such strong confidence, he pointed the tiger gun in his right arm in the direction of the Sifang Terrace, and as he promised before, he led his Eight Banners warriors to the forefront.

He began to drive the war horse again, and slowly moved forward.

And in the process, the speed began to increase very rhythmically.

A little behind them is the ancient city wall of Yangcheng, which has not been repaired for many years, and looks quite dilapidated.

The defenders above, who were originally numb, finally had a little spirit on their faces after seeing such a scene.

A guerrilla general from Sanpin suddenly walked quickly to a big drum.

After snatching the drumsticks from the drummer's hand, he first took a deep breath, and then struck hard, so that the loud sound of the war drums of 'Dong Dong Dong' suddenly resounded on the battlefield.

At the same time, behind the battle line arranged by the British army in Panlonggang and Gangxia in Yuexiu Mountain.

When I saw the loud war drums, those cavalrymen who looked like medieval knights, and the war horses under their crotches had begun to move to this side.

Henry Cavendi, a reporter for The Times, instinctively swallowed nervously.

I even regretted it a little in my heart that I didn't stay well in Safe Bangladesh, but for the news, and followed the expeditionary force to Daqing.

Fortunately, at such a time, a comforting voice came from the side:

"Mr. Henry, please take it easy, you don't have to worry about your safety at all.

Although Daqing's army was numerous, it was as fragile as a fortress built on sand; Even if the opponent is replaced by cavalry this time, they will not be able to withstand the blow of modern firepower.

However, after the war starts, a large amount of smoke may not make it so easy for you to watch the process of such a war, so as to show the heroic posture of the warriors in the newspaper to the noble gentlemen of the Great Yin Empire.

Therefore I suggested that it would be better to return to the fort on the hill behind, where the view was better. ”

The person who said this was Major Adam of the 26th Cameranian Infantry Regiment of the Great Yin Empire, a man in his early thirties.

Even on the battlefield, this major with a beautiful beard had no wrinkles in his military uniform.

A pair of white linen trousers, not stained with any dirt on them.

In addition, to this day, the hands wearing white gloves are still holding a cup of black tea.

If Hu Biao and others look at that look, they must think that Major Adam is very hypocritical; But in Henry's opinion, this is a complete gentleman's performance.

Coupled with the comfort that Major Adam had just passed, he remembered that in the previous time, the battle between the two sides could be described as 'crushing'.

The tension in Henry's heart disappeared in an instant.

He took off the top hat from his head and put it on his chest, and while saluting, he said, "Thank you for the reminder, Major Adam, you are really a true gentleman, and I will definitely introduce such a point in the report." ”

After finishing speaking, he began to climb towards the Panlonggang behind him.

However, after climbing halfway up the mountain, he felt that he should have enough vision at such a height, so he stopped, turned around and began to observe the entire battlefield.

It is precisely in this way that the ancient city wall of Yangcheng in the distance is said to have a thousand-year-old history, and the war drums rumble on it.

Hundreds of ancient cavalrymen in armor and armed with bows, arrows, and spears under the city have begun to gently whip their horses and make them trot.

And in the position in front of him, three companies of Yin soldiers formed a battle line.

Two of the companies had rifles in old Burke front-loading muskets, and one company was armed with the latest Brunswick front-loading musketers.

But even the old Burke-style front-loading musket flintlock pistols were centuries ahead of those old cavalrymen.

In short, at this moment.

In Henry Cavendi's eyes, the ancient and the modern, the barbaric and the civilized are intertwined, forming a strange but incomparably magnificent picture.

Especially when he thought that he would soon be able to enter as a victor, his heart was filled with pride......

(End of chapter)