I'm so hard

Chapter 72 Sneak Attack
After half an hour.

After Zhao Yan, Yang Hong, Shen Tuyi, Xiao Zijie, Yang Hong and others appeared at the barracks at the same time, they were on a low mountain more than 300 meters high.

There is a high cliff in front of this low mountain, and there is a lake under the high cliff, and the wind direction is right, so it is very suitable for flying.

At this time, Zhao Dutou and Mu Yuan had merged into one.

His waist was tied with a rope, and the other end of the rope was the thickest skeleton of a wooden kite.

This prevents you from being dropped due to weakness in your hands.

Xiao Zijie told Zhao Dutou how to adjust the direction and how to descend quickly. After the lecture, Zhao Dutou was also full of confidence.

"Zhao Dutou, your destination is a small rock on the other side of Wangye Lake, do you understand?" Xiao Zijie reminded again.

Zhao Dutou nodded, then took a deep breath and prepared to run.

At such an unusual moment, it was natural for Zhao Yan to speak.

Zhao Yan shouted: "Let's go!"

Zhao Dutou gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, holding the wooden kite with both hands and ran towards the front. While running, he shouted: "Long live the Great Zhou, my two sons will be handed over to everyone!"

When he flew to the mouth of the high cliff, he jumped.

At the same time, he tugged at a joint of the wooden kite's skeleton, and the green tarpaulin folded on the wooden kite unfolded instantly.

Swish!
Almost instantly, Zhao Dutou flew out, and flew upwards.

In the blink of an eye, he surpassed the top of the mountain by more than 20 meters, and then began to fly up and down.

Since everyone's plan didn't let him fly too far, Zhao Dutou enjoyed the high altitude for a while, then picked up the dagger and slashed at the green tarpaulin.

Stab it!

The green tarpaulin did not rot.

Stab it!

Another stroke.

The tarpaulin was still not rotten.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Dutou had already flown over the wild lake and into the dense forest ahead.

Zhao Yan hurriedly shouted: "Go and save people!"

Immediately, hundreds of soldiers rushed towards the woods.

Stab it!

The third time, the green tarpaulin was finally scratched.

Stab it!Stab it!
Zhao Du moved his head along the opening and slashed two more times.

Immediately, the wooden kite dropped rapidly, and then fell into the woods below.

When the soldiers found Zhao Dutou, he was hanging upside down on a treetop, his waist was still tied with a rope, and his face was covered with bloodstains from the branches.

Although he was holding a dagger in his hand, he didn't dare to cut the rope, because the treetops couldn't bear his weight at all. If he fell, he would definitely not die, but his ribs would definitely be broken.

Therefore, he can only wait for reinforcements to come to save him.

Not long after, Zhao Du's head was covered with bloodstains, but he came to Zhao Yan and others happily.

"How do you feel?" Zhao Yan asked.

"It's cool, it's really cool, I feel like a heavenly soldier!" Zhao Dutou said excitedly.

Zhao Yan looked at Xiao Zijie and said, "This test flight is basically considered a success, but we need to study how to adjust the direction of flight and how to quickly cut through the tarpaulin. If it is like today, I am afraid that everyone will fly." Arriving at the army camp in Beimeng, the other party shoots indiscriminately, and there is no escape!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Zijie nodded seriously. He is quite satisfied with the results of this test flight, and the next step is to fine-tune some details.

Zhao Yan looked around and said: "This place is not bad, let's count it as the place where wooden kites fly. Within three days, a hundred of these wooden kites must be built, and within five days, two hundred soldiers must be trained to fly." technique.

"Obey!" All the soldiers said at the same time.

After solving the problem of the wooden kite, Zhao Yan began to build the heavy cavalry of the Great Zhou.

Zhao Yan had issued an imperial edict to ask Shen Tuyi and Yang Hong to select the best [-] cavalry from the army, and the meals and salaries of these [-] cavalry were much higher than ordinary soldiers.

What Zhao Yan thought in his heart was not to replicate an Agula cavalry regiment, but to form an invincible cavalry force.

When the cavalry of the Great Zhou was so strong that Northern Mongolia was frightened, Zhao Yan no longer had to rack his brains to think about tactics.

The most powerful army in the world is not good at using the art of war, but that it can crush the opponent without using the brain to fight.

Zhao Yan is developing in this direction.

In less than a day, five thousand cavalry were formed.

On a huge training ground, five thousand cavalry rode on Northern Mongolian horses, wore Northern Mongolian battle armor, and wore Northern Mongolian helmets. They were quite impressive.

These equipments were forged by Ergu after spending a year, and after the First World War, they all belonged to Dazhou.

In Zhao Yan's heart, that was so refreshing!
With such equipment, even if you don't train and take it to the battlefield to fight Beimeng, you can easily crush the opponent's [-] cavalry.

With such a powerful cavalry, it is natural to have a domineering name.

Zhao Yan thought for a long time, and finally absorbed Wei Datou's suggestion, and chose a name that could make Er Gu angry when he called it.

Bugo Army.

This name seems ordinary, but if it is translated according to the pronunciation system of the Northern Mongolians, it is Grandpa Jun.

In Northern Mongolian, Bugo means grandpa.

And the Agula in the Agula Cavalry Regiment means uncle. If Beimeng wants to re-establish the Agula Cavalry Regiment, it will be a bit shorter in seniority.

In April, it rained continuously.

The war between the two sides thus ran aground.

Zhao Yan was in a hurry, and Ergu was even more anxious.

Tens of thousands of people sit in the barracks and do nothing, eating and sleeping all day long. No matter how much food and grass there is, they can't afford it.

After two defeats, Ergu became cautious.

He summoned his advisers and began to think about tactics, and compiled hundreds of military books published by Dazhou, and began to read them seriously.

He was overwhelmed by all the 36 tricks, such as cheating the sky and crossing the sea, playing tricks, playing hard to get, etc., and he didn't come up with a good move.

In fact, if he didn't use any moves and launched a strong attack immediately, Da Zhou might not be able to withstand it.

Three days later, the rain gradually stopped.

The direction of the wind is towards the northern Mongolian military camp.

Such an opportunity can be said to be rare.

Zhao Yan didn't want to wait any longer.

child time.

Two hundred Dazhou soldiers headed by Xiao Zijie, two of them a wooden kite, stood on the high cliff on the border of Qingzhou.

Each soldier has a short crossbow hanging from his waist, and a can of kerosene.

At this moment, Xiao Zijie was full of confidence and excited.

"Father, didn't you call your son an idiot? Today, my son will win glory for you. If I can burn the grain, grass and tents in Beimeng, my son will be the first. Knowing how to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, I want to prove that my Xiao family is all-rounder in both civil and military affairs, and I, Xiao Zijie, are the best!"

Swish!
As soon as Yang Hong ordered the flag to wave, the two hundred soldiers grabbed the wooden kites and rushed towards the cliff.

Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!
One by one, the soldiers of the Great Zhou flew towards the forest in the distance like a roc spreading its wings.

Looking at the wooden kite that disappeared into the sky, Yang Hong murmured: "If I win this battle, I will be a famous general of a generation!"

(End of this chapter)