Chapter 4 Tiger Chicken (11)

"No wonder he wanted to change to Mobei Horse!" Yang Guangyi's eyes quickly narrowed into a thin line, staring at the gradually moving away from the Left Second Capital Cavalry Formation, with a lot of thoughts.

If it comes to short-distance sprints, the Liaodong horse can throw the Mobei horse so that it is invisible. But if it comes to weight-bearing ability and long-distance brisk walking, the Mobei horse is undoubtedly the best in the world. In addition, the Mobei horse has many shortcomings such as clumsiness, slow response and low sensitivity to danger, which happens to be used to adapt to the blood and noise on the battlefield.

"He is always like this!" Han Chongyun was on the back of the horse, holding his head up and his chest full of pride. "I knew he was not unaware of the preciousness of Liao horses! Whoever regards him as a fool is the real fool!"

The last sentence, the attack surface was a little wider. The commanders around him blushed and shook their heads. However, no one was intent on competing with Han Chongyun. All eyes were fixed on the general of Zuo Erdu, staring at the slowly moving slanting formation. They were afraid that after a moment of distracting their minds, they would pass by the rare wonder that they had never seen each other.

That is not a cavalry. Those who know a little bit of cavalry know that the concept of a phalanx runs contrary to the essence of traditional cavalry. That is not a masterpiece. If the opponent is an elite Han army, or a relatively regular local group training, the generals present can find at least twenty methods to curb the offensive of the cavalry and spear phalanx and then bury it completely.

However, at night when the visual range is limited, and the opponent is a bandit who has not received any strict training and is not in concert with each other, it is an irresistible killing move! No matter how slow the Mobei horse runs, it is faster than the two legs of a human. No matter how short the Mobei horse is, its back is higher than the shoulders of ordinary people. Two hundred war horses are rumbled in neat square formations. The momentum alone has made the bandits and bandits blocking the road weak, not to mention that there is a row of blood dripping on the horse's back?

Those who are invincible!

Whether it was the heroes of Green Forest riding horses or the heroes of the cottage who formed a team, they were helpless against the strange squadron that suddenly appeared. At first, there were still people who were unwilling to give up and tried to turn the tide. However, soon, their bodies were hung on the squadron. As the squadron moved faster and faster, more and more "heroes" fell in front of the squadron, and few heroes who dared to rush up to block the road became. Later, almost all the heroes of Green Forest and "heroes" stopped trying to block the car by the squadron. Some even took the lead in making way for the squadron, so as not to be crushed to death by the squadron because of the slow movement and the crowd around them were too crowded.

"Yang Guangyi, take your left first capital, together with the right first and right second battalions, attack! Protect Ning Ziming's left wing. No enemy troops are allowed to interfere with him!" Just as the generals were intoxicated, Han Chongyun suddenly roared and pulled everyone's eyes back from the front to the central army.

Waving his arms excitedly, the young General Han was full of enthusiasm, "Others, follow me to protect General Ning's right wing. Let's go out and give the bandits a little color!"

He read that right, Ning Xiaofei is definitely not a burden to others! As long as you can give him enough trust, he will give you an unexpected surprise at your unexpected moment.

His original choice was not wrong. Even if he lost the second prince's eye-catching identity, Ning Xiaofei would not become a thing in the pool. He would definitely flap his wings, soar into the sky, and make a splash.

And he, Han Chongyun, is the foresight and witness of this miracle. He is the friend of the person who creates a miracle. He can walk with this person, go hand in hand, and even take half a step ahead and look down on the sky!

"Hurry, before the bandits could react, we will protect Ning Ziming and rush straight to the army!" Fearing that the soldiers under our command did not understand their thoughts, Han Chongyun didn't even need to send the command soldiers, and he waved the flag and ran back and forth in the camp. "Hurry, we only have this opportunity tonight. If we can seize it, we can walk sideways in Zezhou from now on. Whether it is the mountain kings or the rich and rich people who have built villages and protected themselves, they will take the initiative to retreat when they see us!"

"The last general understands!" "I obey the order!" "I know, whisper! Hurry up and let someone raise your handsome flag. The whole army attacked!" "Give the thieves some color to see!" The soldiers agreed in a verbal manner, and those who should get on the horse should get on the horse, and those who should get on the team should start to complete the team. Soon, they rushed out from the main gate of the camp, and shouted forward along the bloody path left by the platoon formation:

"Give the thief some color to see!"

"General Xiaoning, we are here!"

"Kill the thief, kill the thief!"

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Three thousand pairs of tens of thousands, everyone originally thought that even if they were lucky enough to die tonight, they would at least lose their troops and generals. But now, they might be born in heaven and even create a miracle of winning with less. As a warrior, who would not feel energetic? Who would not be motivated a hundred times?

The bandits along the way were complaining. Just after being run over by the platoon formation, the sarcasm of their accomplices before their death were still lingering in their ears. Suddenly, they met two groups of confident new forces. Who has any intention to fight to the death? After dealing with it casually, they avoided further away. They were afraid that the loss would be too great and that their capital would be reduced!

What's more, they simply don't even deal with it. They just pull away their team. Anyway, avoiding once is also avoiding twice is also avoiding it. There is not much difference between avoiding one hundred steps and avoiding five hundred steps. The old Eighth Battalion, the strongest combat power of Taihang, has not taken action yet. After the old Eighth Battalion takes action, it is not too late for everyone to move with the camera.

In this way, the enemy troops who were truly willing to stand in front of Han Chongyun, Yang Guangyi and others were actually not one in ten. As well as those Green Forest masters who finally got around to the side of the cavalry formation and were ready to launch a counterattack, they once again turned their mounts to avoid the burning of both jade and stone.

Soon, the team led by Han and Yang dived two straight lines along both sides of the passage left by the square formation. The three armies echoed from afar, forming a font shape, and rolled over toward the enemy's commander's flag, crushed over, and crushed over, and could not stop it.

"Sun Datou, you bring the heavy armored camp and block them!"

"Yang Bin, Yang Bin, you will follow the Divine Arrow Camp behind the Chong Armor Camp, and the feather arrows will block the enemy. Those who dare to return to the rush to the formation will shoot me together!"

"Old Gada, your cavalry, don't keep your bastards, go around, go farther, go around the side and behind to attack them!"

"Liu Zude, lead me to supervise the battle. No one is allowed to retreat to the old elm tree. Those who retreat will be killed on the spot!"

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He watched the cavalry formation that rushed out of the door of the Han military camp ran faster and faster, more and more steadily, and closer to his own formation. Meng Fanrun, the second-ranked figure in the northern Green Forest Road, had his only remaining eyes turned red. He waved a steel knife wide from the door panel and ran back and forth near the coaching flag, sending out the power at the bottom of the box one after another.

He cannot lose, otherwise, he would have to hand over the power he had finally won. He could not retreat, the Green Forest is not an army, so there is no saying that it is to avoid the real and the false. When fighting a battle with the wind, everyone was rushing to the forefront. But if they were at a disadvantage and the flag of the coach was shaken, everyone would definitely be rushing to escape, without taking care of each other, for fear that they would fall behind others when they escape!
Chapter completed!