Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Although the cavalry could maintain an advantage over the infantry most of the time, that was on the plains, and only after the speed of the war horses had increased, not after the dense forest and hills.

The Farrell border originally had many mountains and mountains, and in addition to the dense forest that covered it, the complicated environment already restricted the fighting strength of the cavalry. Furthermore, they had never seen any new army fighting methods before, so it was hard to avoid suffering losses.

Although they were only two to three meters away from the forest in front of them, it was already enough to withstand the French bullets. The bullets struck the soft cover causing white smoke to rise from all directions, but there were no results.

From above, he chose to shoot from a horizontal angle with a 20-30 cm height cover on top of his head. Let alone a high-speed cavalry unit, even a sniper team would find it difficult to hit a target.

However, it was too easy for the new troops to take advantage of these cavalry. It was no different from shooting mobile targets in the training field.

Calm military officers started to control the firing rhythm, and from time to time, they would even throw a few grenades to force the closest of the French army to retreat. Their tenacious resistance caused the Cavalry Battalion to suffer heavy casualties, causing rivers of blood to flow.

"Charge, continue charging …" "Don't lose your honor. Just take a step back and your souls will disperse. Don't even think about condensing your souls for the rest of your lives …"

"Victory, I only want victory, regardless of casualties …" The warriors of the France, this is the most critical moment, if we were to lose this time, then we will be defeated repeatedly in the future … "

The French Battalion Commander started crying as he watched the lads fall one by one, his heart bleeding. He really wanted to bring the lads away from here, but he just couldn't say anything about the order to retreat.

It required victory after victory to forge. The France Army's soul was created by Napoleon himself, so when an army acquired the spirit of the victor, the balance of war would tilt towards them.

The victor would naturally have the pride of the victor, and the spirit would grow stronger as the victories continued. Victory is contagious, but defeat is contagious too.

If Cavalry Battalion could not bear the heavy casualties and retreated, then all the youngsters would plant a seed of failure in their hearts, and their negative emotions would accompany them for life. This kind of feeling was absolutely fatal on the battlefield.

"Fight!" The lads of France … Let's go all out! Pull out your sabers and move forward! "Kill these Chinese people. Don't forget that this is our homeland, and our land is under our feet …"

"Kill!" This time, Cavalry Battalion's eyes were completely red. As he watched his comrades fall one by one, the Blood Bravery in his heart surged. They could lose to anyone, but they could not lose to any one of these Chinese.

"Kill …" We can break into these Oriental capitals, we can force their emperors to their deaths, we can control their customs, we can cede their territories … But today, this group of barbarians actually dared to invade the France. How could we fail?

The bright white saber was raised into a steel jungle, sparkling with sunlight as it flew straight ahead. The earth shook violently. All of the war horses were pushed to their limits.

The crazy Frenchman forgot about the rain of bullets and the thunder of his grenade. He even ignored the howls of his fallen comrade. All of them had only one thought as they rushed forward to kill the barbarians from the East.

"Not good, the French are going to fight with their lives on the line …" "Don't let me down, you have to hold on. If you can't even pass this little test, then don't even think about the future battles for hundreds of thousands of people, what kind of bullsh * t national recovery is that, it's all just a dream …"

It wasn't just Xiao Letian who was nervous, even the Prussian army couldn't sit still at this time. One by one, they walked out of their hiding spots and stared at the battlefield in the distance.

"These Chinese are finished. There are too few people, just too few. There are still less than 300 people in French cavalry, and there are only 100 of them. This is a full double the number …"

"That's right, and the French are all cavalry. As long as they grit their teeth and survive through the death zone with the densest firepower, and as long as they are willing to sacrifice themselves and rush to the Chinese side, victory will definitely belong to the French …"

"Sir, do you need us to join the war? They will die, the hero of hamburger will die! "

Jonas and Company Commander's faces turned white. They really wanted to give the order to fight, but they did not dare, for nothing unexpected could happen to the Prussian national strategy. Although everyone knew that a war with the French was inevitable, it was definitely not now.

Just then, Xiao Letian suddenly glanced at them and said coldly: "This is a grudge between us Chinese and the French, there's no need for you to interfere, for for for this exam, we do not want to cheat … … My brothers, I trust them! "

Xiao Letian's confidence was not arrogant or conceited. The new recruit brothers were not born melon seeds that had walked out from the training grounds. They had all been refined from the Tyrant Flame that night and had all rushed out from desperate situations.

Seeing French cavalry getting closer and closer, King Yi quickly pulled the trigger, causing the remaining bullets in Spencer to dissipate. It was too late to stop filling … What was Luo Huo waiting for? Yepingtai, Bing Tai Lang … "Don't disappoint laozi, prepare for battle …"

Without wasting a word, Luo Huo leapt up and squatted in front of the cover, the Spencer in his hand that was filled with bullets, and started firing densely. However, this time he did not shoot at the French soldiers in front of him. Instead, he shot at the three inconspicuous mounds in front of him.

The bullet carried a high temperature and a huge impact force and struck the shattered stones on the soil mound, causing sparks to fly and scattered the gunpowder on the ground, following which three huge explosions occurred, the shock wave immediately overturning Luo Huo.

"Got it. Brothers, prepare to fight. Let these Frenchmen know how to fight a war of cold weapons. Don't forget the ancestor's unique skills …" King Yi threw away Spencer, pulled out his dagger and jumped out of the cover, followed by countless of soldiers with bayonets gathering behind him, forming a phalanx.

This was a nightmare. The group of French cavalry s collectively had a nightmare that they could not wake up from. The shock wave from the three explosions not only caused a large number of casualties, but also disrupted the pace of their charge.

Originally, the speed of the three hundred cavalrymen had been adjusted to almost the same, but this explosion had frightened countless war horses, causing countless knights to subconsciously slow down to avoid it.

The charging cavalrymen were afraid that their tempo would be disrupted. If the speed of their warhorses was inconsistent, it would definitely cause a collision and chaos, and the impact of the entire formation would be greatly reduced.

What was even more terrifying was that when the smoke in front of them gradually dispersed, and when the cavalry soldiers closed their eyes and rushed through the smoke and dust, the scene in front of them left them dumbstruck.

"What is it?" Did I pass through the gates of time? Have we returned to the ancient times … " In front of the Cavalry Battalion Captain, a phalanx of almost fifty people appeared. Ten people stood in a horizontal line, neatly forming five battle squads.

What was even weirder was that these soldiers were not holding guns, but long steel sabers, and held them high above their heads in a beautiful arc.

These soldiers had determined, cruel looks in their eyes. They were shouting out strange, rhythmic slogans as they walked forward, step by step.

"Tiger …" Ha! Tiger … Ha! Tiger … "Ha!" The simple rhythm caused everyone's steps to be very uniform. The entire formation was like a rock that was pressing down.

"What the hell is this? "Can someone tell me what this is …"

No one could answer that question. In this day and age, the sense of the existence of small Japan among the strongest people in Europe was extremely low. People did not know anything about Japanese culture and they were not interested in understanding it.

However, not understanding didn't mean that they couldn't feel this dense killing intent. The light emitted from the eyes of these enemies wasn't something that humans could emit. They were a group of wild beasts, and they were even beasts that had been injured.

"Life is like a cherry blossom, beautiful yet short. Do not fear death, that is our eternal home. Now, let us fight to our heart's content. The God of Heaven will protect our martial luck for a long time … "

Yepingtai had already fallen into a profound state of meditation, and his entire senses were connected to the battlefield. The formation of fifty people seemed to form a single entity at that moment.

The nearly one meter long Katana was already prepared for hacking and slashing. The Foreign Legion under Xiao Letian were all Japanese warriors now, and before they had joined the new army, they had all learned this kind of battle formation method.

"knife drawing team... "Hack!" Yepingtai bellowed, and the top ten long Katana s in the front of the line slashed down on them from above, and the blades shattered the bodies of the four Knights.

After this slash, the ten warriors did not have any hesitation as they turned around and went back into the battle formation. The second row of ten Katana s followed suit and started another round of hacking without caring about the few cavalrymen in front.

In Xiao Letian's eyes, this scene was as efficient as cutting wheat with the help of a future generations of joint harvester.

The Katana waved in front of the formation, and the cavalry soldiers who had lost their speed became dumplings, and usually, before they could even swing their sabers, they were already pouncing towards the cold Katana forest.

Xiao Letian slapped his thigh in excitement. "Alright, alright, alright, alright, it's all good, I didn't think that you guys would think of such a way to defeat your enemies. I like it, I'll give you 32 Likes …"

"Go up, the King Yi and Luo Huo, don't fight too hard, protect the two wings of the knife drawing team, don't let the French take the chance …" Right right right, well done! "

Xiao Letian turned his head and excitedly shouted at Jonas: "What did I say? "I can trust my brother, fighting with fewer people, fighting with fewer people, fighting with fewer people, fighting with weaker people, we Chinese have done it!"

Jonas was so nervous that his head was covered with sweat, as she used her handkerchief to wipe it clean. "Yes, this is truly a magical army, ever since I came into contact with them, I have never stopped being pleasantly surprised. I am extremely impressed!"

How could he not admire it? He had dared to kidnap the Crown Prince of Prussia in the hamburger military camp, and had even saved the Prime Minister's life despite the threat of gunpowder. Now, he had dared to kidnap the French cavalry camp at the hamburger military camp.