The sun never sets in America

Chapter 408 Iron Cavalry
"Click", pulling the gun bolt and ejecting the bullet, Luo Hanwen felt much more relaxed.

At this time, an hour had passed since the end of the war, and the sky began to turn white. When the first ray of sunlight through the clouds hit the soldiers' helmets stained with blood and soil, it could only stay for a moment, and finally dissipated. No traces were left, which was very different from yesterday when the war had not yet started during the day.

When the soldiers used their scarred hands to escort those American soldiers who "finally stayed" to the newly built prisoner of war camps in the rear, on the plains dozens of kilometers away, a "hunt" was going on. The war is ongoing.
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On the burning wheat field, there were no other houses at this time, only the blazing fire and the wild laughter were left.

"These damn Han people, they invaded everywhere and killed so many of us, and now we are on their land, burning their wheat and burning their houses-"

Opposite the conversation was a burning wooden house. This house originally belonged to a farmer in Youzhou. Later, the war broke out. In order to avoid the war, the family hid in the rear. The immature grain and the remaining houses became became the target of the US military's venting.

Even in some places occupied by the US military, large-scale burning of towns and farmland has become a common practice.

If the Han army hadn't evacuated the local people long ago, God knows what these "wild beasts" who have lost their minds would do.

"If those damn beasts hadn't run away, I would have to kill a few more now to tell Lovko far away in heaven that I had avenged him——"

This soldier named Mercia couldn't stop hating the Han people when he mentioned the Han army and the Han people. After all, he was one of the few survivors in the Montana War. You can imagine how strong his hatred for the Han people was. ! !
"Haha, Mercia, burn the house, the wheat field is nothing, and killing is nothing. If the war is won, all the women of Han will be ours. By then--"

"Ah ha ha!!"

After Zhang Youjun, the captain of the cavalry team wearing riding boots, received the request from above to dispatch troops, he got on his horse without saying a word and galloped with his 120 athletes.

Then, he fell into a fantasy, and the object of his fantasy was the beauties of Xijing City.

After all, a war horse that has just carried people for more than ten or dozens of miles will be difficult to withstand high-intensity combat.

According to the riding standards, when there is no war, he rides the relatively simple and cheap Mobei horse, but when the war is approaching, he rides the Youzhou horse.

This kind of radio station also has a cute name "Panda".

"Ready the artillery!!"

Even their newest hybrid, the Youzhou horse.

"Separate, drive left and right..."

"These courageous beasts are not good at fighting, but they are good at bragging!!"

"Ha ha……"

What they didn't know was that their every move was watched by several scouts and remembered in their hearts.

The purpose of this is to save the physical strength of the war horse and prepare for victory in the war.

Secondly, there are the Spanish horses left by the original Spaniards, as well as the European horses and West Asian horses introduced over the years.

This is a wartime radio specially used in field operations. Everything is designed in accordance with the war, including the so-called "silent" design.

The sound of horses being changed and mounted continued to circulate around. What was strange was that during this period, no horse made a sound. The only trace of "excitement" could be seen from the shaking hoofs.

Now Zhang Youjun's army has a total of 360 war horses. Excluding the 120 horses left behind, the remaining 240 horses are all in the formation.

The war horses of the Han army basically consist of several varieties. Among them, the self-produced Mobei horses are the most produced war horses. You can see them in both cavalry and infantry.

According to the standards of the Han army, the first-class horses are Youzhou horses, Arabian horses, and some European purebred horses, and the second-class horses are the popular Mobei horses.

Laughter is like a gust of wind, blowing again and again, finally blowing to a hillside.

"Ha ha---"

"Send a telegram and say that there are a few bed bugs here and I hope to send half a team to deal with them."

The telegraph machine he carries with him constantly emits a small sound. Basically, except for the earphones on the telegraph soldier's ears, it is like a unique "insect buzz". You can't even hear it if you don't get close and listen carefully.

Obviously, war horses are more warlike than their owners.

It was like a gap suddenly appeared in a place, and no insects could crawl out.

The young scout Xia An, looking at the guys laughing wantonly below the high ground, felt like "there are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys dominate."

"Go southwest, go..."

The communications soldier of the Cavalry Regiment sent the message just written in pencil to the hands of Long Hetian, commander of the Fifth Cavalry Regiment.

This kind of horse is also called Youzhou Horse and is famous for its tall height and thick limbs.

"Beep beep-"

"Urgent call ahead..."

The half team that Xia An mentioned is actually half a cavalry team. According to the current standard of one hundred and twenty people for a cavalry team, half a team is actually sixty cavalrymen. This number is suitable for fighting some slightly larger wars. Definitely not, but for hunting ordinary trash fish, it is "more than enough".

Soon, the cavalry of 120 people turned into two teams, divided into left and right armies.

There was the sound of horse hooves, and clouds of smoke were raised.

When the topic of women was brought up, especially the topic of a group of Han women, almost all the soldiers laughed wildly.

"Draw a team and go check out the situation."

But at the US military outpost with only one battalion stationed more than ten miles away, they were still eating and drinking, talking "nasty words" about Han women, laughing like bugs in the gutter, and lamenting that they were not that good either. Difference.

Compared with the confident scout, Long Hetian still puts "caution" first.

"Wow..."

The war horses of the Han army are also divided into different grades. For example, the war horses owned by the Fifth Cavalry Regiment are a mixture of second-class and first-class horses.

After Zhang Youjun mounted his horse, he pulled the reins and spoke in a high-pitched and powerful tone.

Zhang Youjun looked at the changing of cups and cups in the telescope, and the happy crowd had a frivolous mouth, and then shouted:
"Change horses!!"

Zhang Youjun did not rush to the battlefield, but ordered two 55mm cavalry artillery pieces to be launched. Artillery of this caliber has been basically eliminated in the Han army, and only the cavalry is still in use.

"Two rounds loaded..."

After loading two small artillery shells, the officer in charge of the artillery subconsciously glanced at Zhang Youjun, who was already preparing to "jog".

Then he suspended the order to fire, and instead asked people to bring more shells.

"forward……"

Zhang Youjun pulled the reins, raised the horse's hooves lightly, and walked the most upright pace with the smallest voice.

Although the other cavalrymen around him were not as perfect as him, they were still doing quite well.

"Tap!!"

The sound of slow and dense footsteps followed the ground and spread to the surroundings.

"What's wrong? Why is the ground shaking?"

"Drink too much, really drink too much!!"

Mercia was a little confused, and then sat down unsteadily. In his opinion, this was all an illusion.

And those people around you don't care so much. They only care about one thing, and that is pleasure and "women".

As for these things, they don't care.

Under another slope, a group of cavalry was walking slowly.

"stop!!"

The word "stop" caused the entire cavalry team to stop. It stopped so quickly without even causing any panic, as if it was born like this.

After watching for a while, Zhang Youjun turned back to look in the direction of the artillery, and finally shouted:
"go ahead……"

Still the same movements, the same sounds, the slow and powerful drum beats constantly coming from the ground.

The hooves of the war horse hit the ground like a monk ringing a bell, but it was different.

If I had to make a metaphor, it would probably be a "wooden fish".

Tatata! ! !
Halfway through, two explosions suddenly came from the distance. Zhang Youjun, who was still retreating slowly, pulled out his saber with a "swipe", pointed it forward, and shouted:

"Draw your sword and move forward!!"

"Swish, swish, swish", the sound of the saber being unsheathed was like a dense and powerful wind. The wind blew over the head and the hair was broken instantly.

"Charge!!"

When the sound of charging into the formation sounded, although it was very brief, it really brought people back to the era of the Dragon Riding Brigade.

In that era, cavalry was the absolute protagonist of war. It was difficult to do without cavalry in any war.

Even now, facing the siege and assault of the US military, Yuan Qing's first thought was still the cavalry.

The cavalry, even in this era of machine guns, is still the "god" on the plain battlefield.

Tap tap tap! ! When the intensive sound of horse hooves sounded and the ground began to shake, the "stupid pigs" who were still drinking should wake up no matter how stupid they were.

"What's the sound? An earthquake?"

After drinking, a soldier lying on the ground opened his eyes and looked at the sky in confusion.

The soldiers who had not drank and were on guard duty suddenly changed their expressions after feeling the shaking of the ground and shouted loudly:
"Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

"Cavalry, cavalry!!"

"quick……"

The sound of cavalry disturbed the whole camp. Many soldiers who were originally sleepy no longer felt sleepy after hearing the sound of cavalry.

At this time, the military camp began to catch fire, and the artillery that had just missed fired again. This time, no one was hit, but the baggage was burned clean.

Originally, when the cannon was fired, someone had already noticed that something was wrong, but the cannon did not hit them at that time. Even if they felt something was wrong, they just sent people out to check, instead of calling everyone up like now.

The consequences of one wrong thought may require everyone to pay for it.

"Cavalry, cavalry!!"

"Shoot, shoot!"

When the cavalry with a triangular arrow emerged from the left side, the entire military camp was in chaos, just like a mouse seeing a cat, and it was in a hurry.

"Fire, fire!!"

The battalion commander kept urging them to fire. For them at this time, there was nothing more secure than artillery.

"Boom boom boom!!"

The artillery of the infantry battalion is not too big. It can even be said that its power is only a little more powerful than the 55mm cannon fired by the Han army just now.

When the shells exploded among the cavalry, Zhang Youjun did not panic at all. He just waved his saber and shouted:
"Detour, containment..."

In short, just like Zhang Youjun, he never talks nonsense.

A cavalry force of more than a hundred people is obviously easier to command than a cavalry team of thousands of people. It can even be said that it can be said to be as easy as an arm and a finger.

The order was issued ten seconds ago, and it will be completed ten seconds later.

When the cavalry on both sides dispersed, the artillery on the opposite side obviously paused for a few times, and even the shells fired basically couldn't hit any people.

"Damn!!"

The battalion commander looked at the cunning Han cavalry opposite, and his whole body was like a vegetable beaten by frost, completely wilted.

Zhang Youjun, who was commanding on the opposite side, did not hesitate at all when the opponent's artillery stopped, and issued the order to "organize the army and hedge on both sides."

"Tap tap tap!!"

When the cavalry on both sides walked quickly and hit the heart with the sound of gongs and drums on the ground, the American troops on the opposite side were completely panicked.

The soldier's hand holding the rifle was constantly shaking, and even his legs were shaking involuntarily.

"what!!"

As the cavalry got closer and closer, some soldiers couldn't help shouting, and then there were even deserters.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot these bastards!!"

Battalion Commander Horuk looked at the fleeing figures behind the team and wanted to kill them with rage.

Boom! !
The first time the gunfire rang out, it was not in the battle against the Han cavalry, but from behind one's own people.

The soldiers who fell on the ground may have never imagined that they were not killed in battle, but were "executed" by their own people.

"shot!!"

"fire!!"

Horuk knew very well that the best way at this moment was to slow down the cavalry on both sides, because once the cavalry rushed over, what was waiting for them would be their end! !
bang bang bang! ! !
Boom! ! !

The sound of gunfire and artillery was loud, mixed with the sound of wind, like a sandstorm, sweeping towards the Han cavalry on the opposite side.

Facing the storm, Zhang Youjun waved his sword forward, and a classic command came out in the wind:

"Charge!!!"

When the cavalry used the fastest speed to avoid the rain of bullets and the artillery shells that kept hitting the surroundings, it was simply "torture" for the soldiers who were getting closer and closer to the Han cavalry.

The sound of horse hooves hit them like bullets, and some people could no longer control themselves and kept retreating back.

This is how infantry face cavalry. It has been like this since ancient times. This is a natural restraint. It cannot be completely solved with firearms.

But when the cavalry also had firearms, the gap that had just widened quickly shrank back.

"Charge!!"

Zhang Youjun was like a god descending to earth at this moment, his military uniform was shining brightly, and the long knife in his hand was facing the sun, blooming with the most beautiful and sharpest brilliance.

When the phrase "charge the formation" was accompanied by the wind and spread throughout the army, it also meant that the two sides were already bordering.

"what……"

Taking advantage of the inertia of the war horse, the cavalry sword gently bent downwards and scratched the back of the fleeing soldier on the opposite side, leaving a knife mark dozens of centimeters long. When the soldier endured the great pain and got up from the ground, "Boom" "With a sound, a tall war horse with a shoulder height of 1.65 meters from behind knocked him four or five meters away.

The soldier who fell to the ground took one last look at the blue and white sky, and ended his life in a trance.

When those American soldiers tried to fight back with rifles, they found that those damn Han cavalry had already replaced their rifles and pointed them at them, carrying out round after round of "kite massacre" like the Genghis Khan era.

"Shoot, don't be afraid!!"

"Shoot, they have nothing to be afraid of!!"

Horuk is still "fighting hard". For him, the best way at this time is to seek opportunities to break through during the blockade.

But obviously, he has no such chance.

When the cavalry was closest to him, Horuk was still persevering to prevent the infantry from shooting, which indeed caused a lot of trouble to the Han cavalry.

It can be said that the biggest casualty of the entire army, apart from the rain of bullets in the charge just now, is the most troublesome at this moment.

But what these instructions changed was that they were doomed.

The best way to block the cavalry is before and during the charge, not within a distance of only twenty meters.

This distance is equivalent to suicide! !
When the first cavalryman rushed in brandishing his saber, his saber was still white, but when he came out, it was covered in blood.

"brush!!"

When the cavalry sword sliced ​​through Horuk's hard neck and brought up the flying head, it also meant the moment and the end of these many "small scenes".

Even when the war ended and the losses were taken lightly, the total loss was less than thirty cavalry, and among those American troops, a total of 240 people died, more than 170 surrendered, and a dozen escaped.

The huge gap between cavalry and infantry is vividly displayed in this kind of contact battle.

Looking at the wheat field opposite that had been burned to coke, Zhang Youjun did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, he directly pushed all the prisoners down in front of the wheat field.

"cut!!"

When the word "kill" was spoken, the prisoners who were kneeling on the ground and shivering had not yet felt that death was coming.

"Whizzing……"

The sound of drawing a sword sounded again, and this time the prisoners finally understood its meaning.

"Please, let us go!!"

"For God's sake, we didn't do anything wrong, just let us go..."

“God, I don’t want to die yet!!”

Facing these wailings, Zhang Youjun showed no mercy. Although these guys only did the business of destroying wheat fields, their hearts were sinful and their hearts were sinful. No one could save them.

Zhang Youjun took a sip of rice wine from his wine flask and faced the south wind, his gestures falling.

"Brush brush..."

One hundred and seventy-two heads fell to the ground. If you look carefully at the heads that fell to the ground, you can still see the complete and smooth knife edges.

When it was all over, those corpses disappeared into the world along with the burned green seedlings in the wheat fields.

(End of this chapter)