C287 Classic Boat Riding

In the thousands of years of history of farming and cultivation, the Chinese nation was constantly threatened by the northern nomadic peoples. Those high latitude prairie cavalry always treated the Central Plains as a fat meat that they could cut at will. Once they encountered a natural disaster or something, their first thought would be to bring their troops south, and snatch however many they wanted.

In this long battle, the people of the Central Plains who lacked horses had accumulated a lot of fighting skills from the cavalry of the infantry, and as one of the high-ranking generals of the Heavenly Kingdom, Winged King Shida Kai knew a lot of these unique moves.

Right now, the first trap French cavalry encountered was to get into the pit of horses. Some people thought that falling into the pit meant digging out a huge trap and using it as camouflage. The truth was that it was very simple and very sinister to fall into the pit.

The soldiers had simply dug a fist-sized hole in the ground. It didn't need to be half a foot deep to do so. This kind of hole was very invisible. Even if you didn't cover it with hay, you wouldn't be able to see it from a distance. But once you discovered these holes, your horse wouldn't be able to slow down any longer.

As long as a horse's hooves were stuck in the hole, the huge forward force of the horse's charge would break the horse's leg, and it would be inevitable for the horse to topple over.

Right now, the French army had encountered a sinister attack. Within the blink of an eye, twenty to thirty war horses had been overturned and their entire camp was thrown into chaos.

The cavalrymen behind tried their best to avoid the comrades on the ground. In addition to the unknown number of ambushes ahead, they all pulled on their reins to reduce their speed. The smooth rhythm of their wave attacks was completely disrupted.

While you were trying to take your life, the new army hidden in the foxhole began to concentrate their fire. More than a hundred Spenser bullets rained down on the enemy as white smoke rose from all directions.

The seventh company's Spencer was the fastest weapon besides the Gatling. This metal storm caused the French to have no way to fight back, so after throwing away more than fifty corpses, the Cavalry Battalion turned around and retreated.

"Stop shooting... Save Ammunition... "Hurry up and reinforce the fortifications now …" The new army did not have time to check on the results of the battle, let alone to celebrate the small victory. They knew that the French had suffered only a small setback, and that the onslaught would only get fiercer and fiercer.

"Old master, did we win?" Without knowing when, Hu Niu, Ping Er and the rest were also standing beside Xiao Letian, each of their hands covered the sky as they watched the battle in the distant hills.

"This is not a win. More than 50 cavalrymen have been killed, not even their bones have been damaged. The French are about to start the next wave of attack."

"Dragon Lord... Don't stand guard by my side, nothing bad can happen to me with Prussian army protecting me. You should go and help King Yi and the rest.

Dragon Lord looked at the battlefield, then looked at Xiao Letian's surroundings. He was a little hesitant, but under the pressure of Xiao Letian's gaze, he could only clasp his hands together and rush to the battlefield.

"Dragon Lord, tell your highness to use the complex terrain well, you must not let the enemy spread it …"

Xiao Letian's warning was unnecessary, all the commanders of the New Army understood the trick behind this victory. It was that the cavalry regiment who was bullying the small paths could not move quickly, as long as the speed of the cavalry was restrained, let alone defending for half an hour, they would even be able to defend for a whole day.

However, the Forces nouvelles soldiers did not have the time to care about the chaos of the French Army. The mechs in their hands were moving up and down, and the single-soldier crater was being increased to the height of the shooting bunker.

Everyone knew that fighting with fewer people was definitely impossible if one wasn't able to defend themselves. When their lives were at stake, everyone would fight with everything they had.

Xiao Letian's binoculars gradually moved across the battlefield, and kept muttering to himself, "Not bad, not bad, looks like they really understand the military theory that I've explained to them. If they can't do the war on earth in the future, it will be very disadvantageous for them …"

At this moment, a roar came from the distant jungle, followed by countless birds soaring into the sky. It seemed that the French attack had begun again.

This time the French changed their tactics. They did not concentrate their forces on the exit from the woods, the path, but fanned out into the woods and began to push forward with the great horsemanship of the soldiers.

France was at the heart of Europe. Thousands of years of human openness had consumed all the primitive forests, and now, although they were high in coverage, they were sparse.

However, they underestimated the insidious nature of these Chinese. Just as the horse was about to gallop out of the forest, a sudden change occurred and one of the cavalrymen's head fell from the sky, blood spurting out of his mouth.

"What's going on …" Before the people behind could react, the person who shouted suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. The huge force directly pushed him off the horse, and when he tried to get up, he realized that blood was seeping out of his chest, and his strength was disappearing little by little with the blood.

"Sinister …" "There's a wire …" Before he could finish his sentence, the sight before the soldier's eyes turned completely black. He had completely lost consciousness.

Tripping rope, which was also a common weapon used by infantrymen to restrain cavalry, used to be a tough hemp rope tied to a stump on the ground, specially used for tripping horses' legs, because they wanted to use weeds to keep people out of sight.

However, right now, it was much more advanced. The border post was filled with a large amount of fine iron wire, and it was difficult for anyone to discover it even if they were tied to it in midair. With the great strength of the charging horses, the taut wire was no less than the sharp blade.

This was simply a one-sided massacre. The French army was cut into two, and the warriors behind them fearfully pulled on their reins to avoid these insidious weapons. The entire formation was thrown into chaos.

The two scares had caused the French to lose all sense of reason, and the Battalion Commander felt his cheeks, chest and even his back start to burn. He was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole and hide in it. When had the French warriors ever suffered such a loss?

"Warriors of the France... This is a disgrace, this is a disgrace to the army... Don't worry about the casualties. If we rush out, even if we die, we will die in the enemy's position … Charge! " The Battalion Commander also blushed like Second Master Guan who drew his saber and urged his horse to charge forward.

On the battlefield, the best way to mobilize the morale of the troops was to take the lead of the military officers. When the France cavalry soldiers saw that their superior was risking his life, they of course would do the same.

"Charge..." The enemy's schemes and tricks cannot stop our troops. Long live the Emperor! "

The French soldiers of this era were very zealous. If they were to charge forward with their lives on the line, their indomitable spirit would make anyone moved.

The trip rope and trap were easy to use, but how much could he install in fifteen minutes? After the servants' lives were filled up, the wires broke and the safe tunnels were flushed out.

King Yi laid behind his cover, coldly watching the figures of the people moving in the forest, listening to the chaotic sounds of the horses' hooves. He could feel the rhythm of the enemies' attacks just from the trembling of the horses' hooves against the ground.

"Elite!" "He is indeed an elite, the sound of the horses' hooves only lasted for five minutes before order was gradually restored, and the rhythm of the charge appeared again. It was just as master said, the French Army is the strongest in the world, and this is a hundred times stronger than the Xiang Army …"

King Yi observed the edge of the forest, his palm caressing the ground as he felt the tremors. He was actually able to guess the distance between the Cavalry and the ground based on the frequency of the tremors.

"Alright, now is the time … Dragon Lord, what are you waiting for! " King Yi shouted. More than ten figures suddenly appeared from the treetops in the dense forest, moving across the treetops like monkeys.

"French large nose, grandpa will treat you to a drink …" The Dragon Lord held a simple telekinesis device in his hand. As he lightly tapped the flint, sparks flew onto the seal of the Molotov's cocktail.

Fierce flames ignited above the heads of the French cavalry. This weapon, which the new army was familiar with, smashed downwards with a crackling sound. Balls of flames soared into the sky, and countless warhorses cried out in alarm.

Right now, all the combustion bottles that the new army was holding were gathered in Dragon Lord's hands. He was leading ten agile soldiers to lurk on the treetop, waiting for this chance.

The French did not expect the attack to come from above their heads, and for a moment they even forgot to fight back, even to take out their pistols and shoot. In their eyes, there were more than ten shadows flying on the treetops like the legendary Robin Hood. No one could figure out where they were going.

One after another, Molotov's cocktail were thrown away, and the flames in the forest quickly became one piece. Damp grass and leaves met the fire and quickly turned into thick smoke, making it easier for Dragon Lord and the rest to hide.

"Shoot! Kill these Chinese people!" Almost everyone in the French cavalry carried short guns. The ammunition was already good, as long as they raised their hands, they could shoot. In a short while, the forest would be filled with gunshots.

"Stop, ignore the harassers above, they just want to slow us down …" "Remember, we are mounted soldiers. We will always be able to rely on our warhorses and our speed …"

Today's chaos had proven the worry he had for many years. This troop of cavalrymen had not participated in actual combat for five years, and many of them were junior brothers who had not entered the battlefield before. Although the France's army looked strong, in terms of talent, they were already a little out of date.

At that time, only the French cavalry was known as an elite. As long as an order was given, no one would be able to interrupt the pace of their charge, and no one would choose to retreat even if they suffered over half of the casualties.

"Shame, this is truly shame, a few holes in the ground, a few iron wires and a fire, all of you are in such a state of chaos. If we meet a real national war, wouldn't you immediately collapse …"

Four years later, in the Franco-Prussian War, the previously overweeningly domineering French army gave the new Prussian army a run for his money.

"Charge! Everyone, hurry up your horses!" "Don't worry about any interference, just charge with me …" Under the shouts of the Battalion Commander, the chaotic French army finally came back to their senses. They urged their warhorses and charged towards the thin new army position in front of them.

"This is bad!" This bunch of Frenchmen are going to risk their lives... Dragon Lord immediately retreated to the two wings, everyone prepared to use grenades … "Throw it away!" Although he was not very familiar with modern weapons, he had a sharp sense of direction in war, and he could clearly feel the change in the morale of the enemy and his friends.

To the King Yi, the battlefield was his home.