Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 183 The Devious Way
"Blood Lion" Black turned around on the siege tower, and sure enough, he found the enemy again in the south of the bandit camp.

The same cavalry team, the same soaring dust, the same circle around the arc, the same like a wolf patrolling the flanks of a herd of deer, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.

The first thought that popped into Blake's mind was:

Broken, the north is a feint!
——First feign a shot in the north, and after attracting attention, attack violently from other directions...

Similar tactics have become so classic that they are too lazy to record in the textbooks of military academies in various countries in the mainland;

Even the "Blood Lion" Black, who is the leader of the bandit, instantly thought of the classic tactic of "combining reality with reality".

After learning about the enemy's situation, the other bandits reacted similarly.

Seeing that the "cavalry raid" from the north ended without a problem, the bandits who had just set up a defensive position were in a daze;

As soon as they heard that there was an enemy situation in the south, this group of people hurriedly killed their carbine guns, and rushed towards the south of the camp with a guy in their hands;
So, those who sprinkled wood sprinkled wood, and head to head met head to head, and the cavalry rode fast horses and almost smashed into a ball again...

... press no table.

Different from the panic in the camp, Village Master Black, who was looking at the whole situation from the unfinished siege tower, was extra careful.

He tightly gripped the red crystal binoculars, locked on the fast-moving cavalry in the south like a chicken-eating anchor;
Soon, he smacked his lips thoughtfully.

"Hey! 'Long Legs'!" He yelled at one of the scouts, "Look at the scale of the smoke and dust of the cavalry in the south, is it similar to that in the north?"

After a while of silence, "Long Legs" replied loudly:
"Boss, that's right, the size of this cavalry is also around 100!"

Blake narrowed his eyes immediately.

The size of the two cavalry is similar, which can only explain one problem: they are not feint and main attack troops at all!
If one side feints and the other is the main attack, then any commander with normal intelligence will put the bulk of his troops on the main attack side. What is a "feint attack"?
The greatest possibility is that this cavalry in the south, like the one in the north, is nothing more than a scare gimmick...

"Don't panic!" Black yelled and ordered, "Half the people go to the south, and the rest stay where they are in the north!"

After a period of confusion, the bandits finally divided into two similar groups, one in the south and the other in the north.

At this time, the smart people among these low-level minions also figured out that the smell was wrong;

After they rushed to the south, they did not hold up their bows and arrows nervously and put out their horses. Instead, they climbed to as high a place as possible, set up an arbor with their hands, and watched the movements of the southern cavalry.

Black, on the other hand, still held up the binoculars on the siege tower without saying a word, but his toes were already tapping on the wooden board.

Sure enough, as if it was a replica of the situation in the north, the southern cavalry sent by Shuangfengling also rushed straight towards the bandit camp after making a sharp turn, reined in their horses halfway through the journey, and returned home as well. Leave a puff of illusory dust and smoke for all the bandits who are looking forward to it.

"Bastard..." Black put down the binoculars and spat, "You like to scare people, don't you..."

But subconsciously, Black felt a little uneasy:

I had never heard of Shuangfengling's cavalry force before, and this is also the reason why the bandit coalition forces dared to set up camp here and were not afraid of harassment;
But now it seems that this mediocre aristocratic territory actually maintains a cavalry team of more than 200 people!

Placed in the hinterland of the Central Plains, or on the border of the eastern border where the war is raging, two hundred cavalry who are not in heavy armor are certainly not a great force;
But in the wilderness, even with two hundred light cavalry, the "Blood Lion" couldn't help but lose his spirit.

This is not to say that the massive bandit coalition army can't take care of these cavalry - just Gorefiend Village's own cavalry can produce cavalry of about the same size through hard work, and the combat experience is definitely better than that of Shuangfengling who just started many;
The problem is, if the cavalry in Frost Maple Ridge keep running around the bandit camp like flies...

...and annoying enough.

It turned out that the Igor family was defending on the platform, and the bandit alliance was ready to go. The initiative of the war was completely on the bandit side, and Shuangfengling could only guard against the enemy's full blow at all times;
But now, with the highly mobile cavalry, Shuangfengling has regained a little bit of strategic advantage, and replaced it with bandits camped out, so they should worry about what the other party will do...

What's more, the bandits still need to cut trees to build siege weapons and transport supplies. If the logging team and transport team are robbed by these annoying Frost Maple Ridge cavalry, where can Black go to reason?

"Blood Lion" was puzzled: Where did a dandy aristocrat who had just gained a foothold in the south sell his ass to earn a light cavalry?
Even the fodder money for raising war horses is supposed to be enough for such poor nobles...

——Like most of the bandits and some people in Rock Creek City, Blake doesn't believe that "The Pride of the South" was defeated in Frost Maple Ridge at all. The two scumbags, Deputy Knight Commander of West Asia, defected to the Demon Race with their hands...

After all, the famous knights of Yanxi City in the south were actually defeated by a wandering noble...

The credibility of this statement is also too low.

So, "Blood Lion" Blake, who watched the southern cavalry troop galloping for a while, stood upright on the siege tower, holding the railing tightly with his rough hands, squinting his eyes and thinking about it.

Soon, he made a decision.

In any case, the Frost Maple Ridge bastard's scheme to harass the enemy cannot be allowed to continue like this!

The cohesion of the bandit coalition was not very strong. If the cavalry of the Igor family used fake actions to scare people, they might scare someone out of a nervous breakdown and cause some trouble in the camp!

In the history of the mainland, due to the continuous invasion of the enemy, there are not a few battles that collapsed without a fight...

"Listen to me!" Black stretched his neck like an ostrich, and hissed to his subordinates in the camp, "All cavalry, cavalry archers, prepare horses and bows for me, and be ready to fight at any time! Everyone else, Stay alert in your own camp, don't run around like his mother's headless chicken!"

Amidst the loud replies from the bandits, the silent leather warrior standing beside Black looked at the "Blood Lion" with his gray eyes as pale as a salt lake.

"Are you ready to grab the other side?" The leather armored warrior tapped the railing with his slender and elegant fingers.

"I'm just kidding, they're still young!" Black grinned. "Our cavalry is far superior to them—if they keep their distance and circle around, that's fine; as long as this group of bastards want to get close and harass , I will let the prepared cavalry brothers rush out of the camp and kill them all!"

The leather armored warrior tapped a few more times with his fingers, shrugged and said nothing.

In the short silence when the two of them were silent on the siege tower and the bandit camp was in chaos, another report from the sentinel was extremely harsh and piercing:
"Boss! They're here again!"

Come back to this set?Black and the leather warrior exchanged glances, and smacked their lips impatiently.

"How many people!?" Blake asked at the top of his voice.

This time, the sentinel seemed to be silent for a little longer.

But in the end, a slightly nervous report reached the ears of "Blood Lion":

"Three, 300 people! Almost 300 people!"

Although Black's expression did not change, even though he was still standing on the siege tower like a statue, it was not because of calmness or indifference, but because in an instant, the brain of this senior copycat master had been overwhelmed by a thought. filled with:

coming! coming!
A full 300 people!This is the general attack launched by the Frost Maple Ridge cavalry force after joining forces!

The previous two temptations and threats were all for this moment!
Black squeezed the binoculars with trembling hands, and sure enough, through the blood-red lenses, he saw a particularly large cloud of smoke rolling towards the camp.

"Cavalry obey orders!" Blake shouted excitedly, "Get on my horse and get ready! The enemy is close to 800 meters, let me rush out of the camp and kill them!"

There was the sound of hastily getting on his horse and preparing for battle in the camp, but Blake on the siege tower just held up his mirror tube and stared at the smoke and dust in the distance, his bearded cheeks were already flushed with excitement.

In the circular field of view of the telescope, the smoke and dust are rapidly expanding, and the shadow of the leading cavalry is gradually taking shape...

Two thousand 500 meters... 2000 meters...

This time, the cavalry from Shuangfeng Ridge didn't go around in circles, they just ran straight towards the bandit camp——

— like a lance, like a sharp arrow —

—more like a wild boar about to run into a hunter's trap.

Black felt that the palm of his hand holding the lens barrel was already wet with sweat, but he still silently estimated the distance:

800 meters... 600 meters... 400 meters...

They were tricked, that bastard nobleman in Frost Maple Ridge might still be proud of his tactic of feigning an attack followed by a blow - Frost Maple Ridge must have thought that the camp had fallen into chaos due to a feint attack, but he didn't know that the famous "" "Blood Lion" Black has stabilized the situation, and even opened a big net of hunters...

200 meters... 1000 meters... 800 meters...

"Let's go!" Blake roared hoarsely, "Crush them!"

Everything in the world seems to be waiting for this simple order.

The first cavalryman in the bandit camp rushed out, the second cavalryman rushed out, the third cavalryman rushed out...

A total of four hundred Qingqi, like hunting wolves, like a group of sharks riding waves, roared out from the mighty camp of bandit coalition forces, pointing westward!
Their sabers and arrowheads gleamed brightly in the sun, their light leather armor soaked in the crimson of blood—

Three hundred against four hundred, no hastily assembled recruits could withstand this army of horses formed by the combination of heroes from the wilderness!
Then, let Black on the siege tower fall... The scene in the telescope happened:

The moment the first bandit cavalry rushed out of the gate of the camp, the Frost Maple Ridge cavalry in the distance reined in their horses and slowed down as if they were suddenly stimulated, made a big circle, turned their horses around like this, and followed the original road Back towards the platform!
——Because of the cover of the undulating terrain, the bandit cavalry who had just rushed out of the camp to prepare for a head-on attack did not even appear in the enemy's field of vision, and the cavalry of Shuangfengling fled away as if inspired by the Holy Spirit!
As a result, the scene that happened on the battlefield, falling into the lens of Black, inevitably seemed extremely funny:

Nearby, bandit cavalry, who call themselves hunters, are still charging westward enthusiastically, but they don't know that their "prey" has already run away one step ahead...

They are both light cavalry, so there is basically no difference in speed. As Shuangfengling retreated first, the cavalry sent by the bandits completely lost hope of catching up with their opponents. The bandit cavalry, the only thing they can do, is probably staring at the dusty plain in amazement and doubting life.

"Fuck...this...wouldn't this be a false attack too?" After putting down the lens, Black even cursed in an extremely weak voice, "He... how did they know that we were going to send cavalry to attack? They... ...how did they turn around at 800 meters? Could it be that...they still can't predict it?"

The leather warrior shook his head slowly.

……

on the other side of the battlefield.

Sean Mountbatten rode his horse and stopped on a sloping field, holding the dark moon glazed binoculars borrowed from the lord, carefully observing the situation on the plain.

His figure looked extremely stable, although the details of biting his nails inadvertently revealed a little bit of the inner tension of this top student of the Imperial Military Academy.

The remaining few young cavalrymen, the royal horses, stayed behind Mountbatten, looking at a loss.

After a long time, Mountbatten breathed a sigh of relief, put down the lens barrel, and said to himself:
"The enemy really sent out cavalry and wanted to fight back... 800 meters, so my estimate of this distance is correct..."

The Mengxin cavalry looked at each other.

Just now, Mountbatten sent out most of the cavalry, but the content of the order was extremely strange:
Sprint 200 to 800 meters at full speed towards the bandit camp, and then no matter what happens, turn around and return immediately at a distance of [-] meters from the enemy!
Earlier, Mountbatten sent two cavalry squads to make a symbolic charge from the north and the south in a circle—

——To add up, in just half an hour, he has commanded cavalry teams of different sizes, and launched three inexplicable cavalry sprints from three directions!
They all acted according to the plan, clicked to return, all were fighting against the air, and they didn't even touch the shadow of the enemy camp——

Of course, behind each war horse, there are also bundles of dry branches tied with ropes to create more smoke and dust.

Although they were confused about Mountbatten's intentions, the new cavalry had to obey orders obediently.

Soon, fifty cavalry rushed back to the foot of the platform with rumbling logs and dust, and the cavalry captain temporarily promoted by Mountbatten shouted loudly when he saw him:

"Mr. Mountbatten, they seem to have sent troops..."

"I know that they sent troops from the camp to catch you, but you followed my order to slow down and turn back before the 800 meters, so they missed nothing, didn't they?" Mountbatten interrupted the cavalry captain calmly. After reporting, he turned his head and shouted to the startled new cavalrymen, "You have done a very good job—just like this, follow my orders, and there will be no casualties or danger!"

The new cavalry nodded hesitantly: at least so far, Mountbatten has said nothing wrong.

"So, you must continue to follow the three teams I divided at the beginning, and take turns to harass the bandit camp in different batches and in different directions. The direction and depth are determined by me!" Mountbatten ordered loudly, "The first team The team, go around to the northeast, drive 200 meters toward the camp, return, and wait for the next order! The second team, go around to the southeast, wait for 15 minutes, then drive 400 meters toward the camp, and return..."

Under the sunshine of the wilderness, the young commander's cheeks with slender fluff seemed to be covered with a layer of gold powder.

(End of this chapter)