Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The cavalry regiment s of the imperial guards were titled Queen's cavalry s, the elites of the imperial army.

These soldiers were carefully selected from all over France. Their equipment was also the best in the world.

The name of the mighty Arabian Ma opened the eyes of all the SPECIAL SERVICES s who were used to seeing short Mongolian horse s in Asia. No one thought that France would be rich to such an extent that even ordinary cavalry could have such a warhorse.

"Good boy …" If we don't reach the Battalion Commander level, who can ride such a good warhorse? It really makes me envious! "

"Queue length, let's go. I have counted the warhorses that have not run away, there are still fifty of them!"

Wang Chen knocked on his head, "What are you thinking about? What do we do now? "Stealth? How many targets do you want me to bring?"

"I don't even know where to find horse material! What's more, what did we rely on to successfully ambush them? "

"We relied on our camouflage clothes and our excellent training in hiding. Once we mounted our warhorses, our secrets would be gone!"

"First, gather the warhorses together. Wait for my order later …"

At this moment, a sharp scream was suddenly heard nearby. "Ah …" You guys can kill me... "Ahhh!"

This scream was extremely miserable, causing everyone to panic. Wang Chen turned his head to look and asked, "You still haven't confessed? It's been f * cking 20 minutes! "

"This won't do. No one would have thought that this fellow would be so unyielding. Four brothers have taken turns to beat him up, but he didn't even open his mouth!"

Out of one hundred and twenty French cavalry, only two survived. One was Company Commander, and the other was the warrior who started the counterattack in despair, French cavalry Fick.

This encounter almost created a miracle that could not be repeated. In the later Prussian military academies, this encounter was regarded as a classic example of war.

In this battle, it goes without saying that camouflage clothing and snipers are very important. In addition, the importance of the Chinese opponent Lei, a single soldier firepower replenisher, also reminds the European Military experts s.

Out of the six snipers, a total of 58 French cavalry were killed in the battle. Nearly all of them took 10 lives, and as a result, only 62 bullets were used by the six snipers.

This killing efficiency was simply astounding!

This was a completely different era's concept of war. Xiao Letian had already dug the essence of individual combat to the extreme, copying all the special tactics that he could use in the future generations.

And these French cavalry soldiers were even carrying lances with them. It was evident that their current train of thought for war was still in the Middle Ages. Such a huge age gap was the deciding factor for this wild victory.

The ambush was over, but the work was not finished. The purpose of the two survivors was to obtain their confessions, but the moment the torture began, they encountered resistance and the French Knight refused to say anything.

Wang Chen circled around a huge oak tree that had two people hugging it, and saw the French cavalry hanging from the tree trunk. A SPECIAL SERVICES was beating him up like a sandbag.

"Tell me where your troops are stationed …" With a bang, his iron fist landed on the Knight's stomach, causing him to bend over in pain.

"Where is your following group of troops?" "Speak!" With a bang, his fist landed on his left rib with a cracking sound. From the looks of it, it was either a broken bone or a broken bone!

"Damn, are you mute? Speak... "Say something …"

The Prussian translator also broke out in a cold sweat. While translating, he urged the cavalryman to hurry up and speak. However, he did not expect the cavalryman, covered in blood, to suddenly give a strange smile.

"Pah …" "You Prussians are the shame of the Europeans! You work with the Asian Pig Tail... You are also pigs! "

"Bastard!" Translator was so angry that he kicked the Knight's injured leg!

"AHH!" The cavalry soldiers' legs were pierced by the bayonets. Their wounds were like the mouths of infants as blood continuously dripped from their wounds.

"Let's see how hard you can be!" The translator took out the Soldier rations from his backpack, then took out the salt pack.

The snow-white salt sprinkled on the wound on the bayonet, and then he used his fingers to push it in!

"Ah …" Ah … You killed me, for God's sake, you killed me! " The cavalry soldiers trembled in pain.

But even so, he did not open his mouth. Besides screaming and cursing, he did not give any useful information!

Wang Chen looked at the scene and frowned: "We're still not professional! If the people from CIA were here, they would have spoken up already … "

"Eh? Wait, aren't there two prisoners? What about the head of the French officers? "

Looking around, Wang Chen realized that the French Company Commander was sitting under an apple tree with his hands tied and his eyes fearfully watching the soldiers being interrogated.

"Why not interrogate him? "Why not?"

Deputy Queue length Luo Houzi walked over and said, "The translators from the Pu Fang will not allow it! They say that this Company Commander is a viscount. In Europe, there has never been a case where a noble has been sentenced to death! "

"What is that thing?" Can't use torture? What a joke... "Drag that bastard up here!"

Never would I have thought that Translator Frank would run over here with big strides, "Sir, you can't do this, nobles have privileges, they have the right to avoid death on the battlefield, this is our tradition!"

"What kind of bullsh * t tradition is this? Is there even a difference between nobles and commoners in war?" Guns have no eyes, so many people have died! "Get out of the way …"

Frank was so anxious that his face and neck were red, the Prussian was so stubborn, "Sir, you can't do this! Indeed... On the battlefield, there will be nobles who will die, and because guns have no eyes, their lives will be the same … "

"But among the prisoners, nobles are not allowed to use torture and they are not allowed to execute others without permission! Haven't you heard the story of Washington? "

"The founding president of the United States, Washington, led the allied forces in the war against the British. At that time, as long as he pulls the trigger, Washington will die on the spot! "

"However, the soldier saw the enemy's general. He knew that a noble general should not have died under a cold spear. That's why he let the US president off!"

"This is a tradition, a tradition passed down through Europe for a thousand years!" You can kill nobles on the battlefield, but you can't kill them intentionally, nor can you kill them after the battle! "

"What nonsense is this? Where in the world is there such a shitty rule? "

At this time, the other two Translator s also stepped forward and said together, "Sir, there really is a rule. In the musket era, in the battlefield where people lined up to shoot, both sides are prohibited from shooting at each other's commanders!"

"Because the commanders are all nobles! "It is a European tradition not to kill nobles!"