Empire

"Don't worry, Governor. With the Black Cavalry here, these villains can't cause any trouble!"

Zhang Chao, the commander of the Black Cavalry, glanced at the rebels who were gathered in a mess outside the camp, and a fierce look flashed across his face.

Zhang Chao has a distinguished family background, but the Black Cavalry is one of the elite troops of the Far East Dynasty's central army. If he didn't have some skills, he wouldn't be able to suppress these arrogant soldiers and generals. So he was a commander, so he was naturally not a waste.

The governor of Qinghe Province was a civilian official and was not good at marching and fighting. So after giving a few instructions, he bowed to the commander Zhang Chao, and then rode his horse to the rear of the army under the escort of a team of soldiers.

""General Zhang, our army is willing to take the lead and put a stop to the arrogance of these villains!"

As soon as the governor of Qinghe Province left, a provincial troop general in a gray battle robe could not help but ask Zhang Chao for a fight.

This gray-robed general was the battalion commander of the Qinghe Provincial Security Force. Although his position was at the same level, he was naturally lower than Zhang Chao, the battalion commander of the Black Cavalry of the Central Army.

He was beaten badly in several battles with the rebels, and he was holding a grudge in his heart.

Now that the Black Cavalry of the Central Army's elite troops was beside him, he became bolder and wanted to take this opportunity to get back at them.

"You have been defeated time and again. This time you'd better stay here, or else you will be beaten and flee by the enemy army again. Today you will watch the battle and see how our Black Cavalry fights.——"

Facing the request of the provincial garrison commander, commander Zhang Chao glanced at him with contempt and rejected his request.

After hearing this, the commanders of the provincial garrison turned pale, and the gray-robed commander who asked for a fight turned red because of the ridicule.

Although they were very angry, Zhang Chao was the commander of the Black Cavalry, one of the elite troops of the Central Army, and their Zhang family was extremely powerful.

In the end, they did not dare to confront him in person and could only curse him in their hearts.

Although commander Zhang gave face to the governor of Qinghe Province, he looked down on these provincial garrisons that had been defeated repeatedly, so he was not polite when speaking.

"Brothers, show us what the Black Cavalry is today!"

Zhang Chao ignored the unhappy faces of the Provincial Guards. He urged his horse to run to the Black Cavalry's assembled formation, drew his long sword, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill!"

The Black Cavalry drew out their swords in unison, and the swords flashed. The five thousand Black Cavalry roared like a tsunami, and the sound waves went straight to the sky.

Hearing the deafening shouts of killing, the assembled rebels immediately caused a great commotion. Many people turned pale and their eyes became panicked.

Chen Ziang had walked through the gates of hell several times when he was on duty in the army, so he was calm in the face of this scene.

The young man next to him was trembling with his legs, his face looked a little pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Changqing, don't be afraid, follow me closely later."

Chen Ziang knew that when his body was sick, this boy named Li Changqing took care of him, so he patted his shoulder and told him not to be afraid.

The half-grown boy was called Li Changqing, and he was from the same village as Chen Ziang. His parents had died in the previous battle.

After hearing what Chen Ziang said, the frightened Li Changqing looked at Chen Ziang with a firm gaze, and felt an inexplicable sense of security, and his heart was slightly settled.

""Brother Chen, can we win today?" Li Changqing asked in a low voice.

"We will definitely win!"

Chen Ziang's eyes swept across the countless people, and stopped at the general who was surrounded by the crowd under the opponent's big banner, and answered confidently

"Brothers, today's soldiers look difficult to deal with, so don't disperse later."

Wang Hu, the centurion general, looked at the slowly moving cavalry formation in the distance, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and reminded his brothers from the same village.

In such a battlefield where tens of thousands of people are fighting, the strength of a single person is extremely weak. Once they are dispersed, the chance of survival is very low.

The officers of the rebel army also rode their horses in front of the formation and shouted loudly to boost morale, but the trembling voices of these officers have exposed their inner fear.

They used to fight against the local provincial security forces. The combat effectiveness of these provincial local security forces was not strong, and they had a serious problem of eating empty salaries. They were not afraid, and relied on the advantage of numbers to win several battles.

But what they are facing now is the Black Cavalry, one of the elite forces of the Central Army of the Far East Dynasty, which is an elite field force.

Although the Black Cavalry they are facing has only one battalion of 5,000 light cavalry, they are still unsure when facing 5,000 elite cavalry.

"Attack!"

After taking a deep breath, General Zhang Chao raised his sword high and gave the order to attack.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"......

More than ten war drums were beaten at the same time, and the dull sound of the war drums shook the fields, and the nerves of the rebels were immediately tense. The dark cavalry troops rode slowly, like a tide, pressing towards the rebels.

Except for the snorting of the war horses, the black cavalry was silent, and there was a strong pressure that was transmitted in all directions. Everything showed that the black cavalry was an elite division that had experienced hundreds of battles.

The cavalrymen of the black cavalry did not take out the cavalry lances, but held the long swords with cold light in their hands.

In their view, although the number of the rebels was large, they were just a group of rabble. They didn't need to use cavalry lances. It was enough to rush up and harvest heads with long swords.

They were one of the central army troops. They usually guarded the capital and had few opportunities to go to the battlefield.

This time they finally came to Qinghe Province to encircle and suppress the rebels, and they would not miss such an opportunity to make achievements, so there was excitement in the eyes of each of them. They were eager for military exploits and killing.

The cavalrymen of the Black Cavalry were slowly accelerating, and their black masks had all been pulled down, making them look particularly ferocious, like demon knights from the abyss.

The cavalrymen of the Black Cavalry were speeding up, from walking slowly, to taking small steps, and then trotting. In the end, like a surging wave, they rushed towards the rebel team with an overwhelming force.

Facing the overwhelming black cavalry, the faces of the rebel soldiers were pale, and even the leaders were terrified.

Because they were facing the cavalry's charge head-on, the rumbling sound of the horses' hooves and the snow-like long swords made them feel the oncoming strong pressure.

"Shields!"

Fortunately, the rebels had fought several fierce battles before, and did not collapse under the roar of the leader.

Following the roar of a leader, rows of rebel soldiers holding wooden shields and round shields quickly stepped forward to form a shield formation.

""Bayonets!"

The soldiers holding sharp bayonets also stepped forward quickly, pointing countless bayonets at the sky, and a forest of bayonets stood up.

When all this was done, the cavalry of the Black Cavalry had rushed to a distance where both sides could see each other's faces clearly.

In the vision of the rebel soldiers, there were crowds of horse heads and ferocious black cavalry everywhere.

Although Chen Ziang and his 100-man team were at the rear of the entire rebel team, they also felt the strong pressure, and many people's legs were shaking.

A rebel soldier with weak psychological quality faced the overwhelming black cavalry and soon couldn't bear it. He threw away the hoe in his hand and turned around to escape from here.

""Puff!"

But just as he turned around and ran a few steps, a huge head flew out, and a stream of blood shot up into the sky.

"Anyone who retreats will die!"

An officer of the rebel army held a bloody sword in his hand and looked around with a vicious look, looking particularly ferocious.