Ji Cheng was an excellent cavalry scout. Although he was only twenty-five years old, he had ten years of military service. When he was fifteen, after his father died in battle on the battlefield, he replaced his father's position and entered the Fire Phoenix Army.

The Fire Phoenix Army in Great Chu has 100,000, which is the most core protection force of Chu, but even in the Fire Phoenix Army, there are differences, with about 10,000 people in the Fire Phoenix Army. They are the souls of the Fire Phoenix Army. Unlike other Fire Phoenix Army, all selected elites from all over the place, these people have served in the Fire Phoenix Army for generations. The grandfather retired, the son was over, the son was gone, and the grandson was over. Such a family will only leave a male at home to ensure that the offspring will not be cut off. Of course, it is also to ensure that more descendants can be born to ensure that the army has successors.

This tradition began when the Min family was just a large warlord in the south. They were similar to a military household in later generations, but the rights they enjoyed were naturally not comparable to those in later generations. These people, even an ordinary soldier, could get much better benefits and benefits than a captain in an ordinary army.

The inheritance of generations ensures their absolute loyalty. From the moment they were born, they were all loyal to the Min clan.

These people are personally controlled by the royal family, and outsiders do not know that they have to start with a small soldier and start polishing from the bottom one bit by bit. Of course, their promotion speed is far from comparable to other recruited Fire Phoenix Army soldiers. It has been passed down from generation to generation, so that almost all the officers in the 100,000 Fire Phoenix Army are re-elected by such a group of people.

Their combat effectiveness is unquestionable, and their loyalty is undeniable. So when Qin Feng learned the true face of this army from Min Ruoxi, he no longer had the intention to instigate them a little bit. There was only one way to deal with them, that is, to eliminate them.

Ji Cheng was twenty-five years old, but he was a lieutenant and had extremely rich combat experience. This time he was responsible for the movements of the Ming army in Xingzhou. Now they have become an isolated army. Ji Cheng naturally knew the danger of the matter. If he could not find the means to cross the river in time and a suitable place to cross the river, what was waiting for them would inevitably be the siege of the Ming army.

He knew the danger of the matter, but he was not convinced by the commander's judgment on the cavalry of the Ming army's Fire Death Camp. His commander, the general who was in his early forties and had a big beard, explained to Ji Cheng that the commander's Fire Death Camp was the most powerful cavalry in the world, no doubt about it.

Ji Cheng felt that the scout cavalry under his command were worthy of the most powerful cavalry in the world.

Although Ji Cheng was young, he was the guy who followed Min Ruoying to expedition to Qi. Although he was defeated in that battle, he was promoted to several levels because of his outstanding performance in this battle and regarded him as a lieutenant. Otherwise, with his age, he would have been able to survive for several years to around thirty years old.

He personally led fifty scouts to explore the front. According to the meaning of the upskirts, it would be enough to explore ten miles forward, but now, he has advanced more than twenty miles. Deep down in his heart, he had thought that if he could meet the scouts of the Ming cavalry, he could compete with real swords and guns.

Although according to the above, the Ming army was at least two to three days away from them, they might be able to meet the scouts. As the scouts, he understood that sometimes in order to ensure the safety of the army, it was not impossible for scouts to explore hundreds of miles or even further.

With this kind of thought, he had more than twice the distance the generals gave him to the army.

Unlike the soldiers recruited from outside, Ji Cheng has received various rigorous military training since he was a child. High-end combat power such as riding and shooting is not a problem for him. He can make various incredible actions on the fast and galloping horse and accurately shoot the feather arrows on the target when completing these actions. In fact, soldiers of the Fire Phoenix Army like Ji Cheng can basically complete these actions. This is a prerequisite for them to join the cavalry and become scouts. Those who do not have riding skills can only enter the infantry team, while those who do not meet the standards can only become ordinary cavalry.

Among this fifty-man scout team, like Ji Cheng, there are ten people carrying a big bow on their backs and quivering pots next to their saddles. This actually means that ten people in this team, like Ji Cheng, all come from military families who have served for the Min family for generations. They are the core of this scout team.

Ji Cheng really wanted to compete with the Ming cavalry, the Fire Death Camp. In his opinion, although they have become an isolated army in Xingzhou, they still have a cavalry brigade of nearly 10,000 people, and the Fire Death Camp is full of only 5,000 people.

He rode a not-high mound. Although the mound was not high, it successfully blocked his sight. He decided that the mound was the end of his exploration this time. It was already noon and he needed to go back and report.

When his war horse stood on the mound, his hand holding the reins couldn't help but hold it tightly, because he saw a cavalry team of about thirty people several miles away from him, slowly moving forward in an evacuated formation. When he saw the other party, the other party naturally saw him.

The other party stopped.

Ji Cheng's companions arrived beside him and immediately discovered the cavalry opposite him.

Without thinking, on this land, except for the Fire Phoenix Army, the remaining troops are all enemies of the Fire Phoenix Army.

Ji Cheng felt that his long-cherished wish was fulfilled at the first time, and it was in a situation that was extremely beneficial to him. The number of opponents was much smaller than that of him. He had fifty riders, while the opponents were only thirty riders.

The only thing that surprised him was that there were more than 30 people on the other side, each carrying a big bow on his back.

Are all thirty people good at riding and shooting? Ji Cheng doesn't believe it. He has seen many such troops. Although they are equipped with bows and arrows, they are more like that. The deterrence is greater than the actual effect. The bows of those people are so soft that he can sniff it. He even feels that he will break the bows with force. How powerful can the arrows shot out of such soft bows have?

However, the big bow on his back was a strong bow of one stone. Within a hundred steps, he could easily break the leather armor.

What made Ji Cheng even more puzzled was that the other party was actually wearing armor.

They are cavalrymen!

No matter how powerful a war horse is, it has its limits. A cavalry and its weapons and equipment are probably worth nearly 200 kilograms. If you wear iron armor, how long can the war horse last? In Ji Cheng's opinion, this is simply a stupid approach. Like their Fire Phoenix Army, they just put iron pieces on key parts of the body to strengthen protection, and other places are just leather armor made of nitr. Of course, the leather armor they use is much better than ordinary troops.

There is no need to mobilize. When two scout teams meet together, the only language is to fight, strangle the other scouts, and then transmit the information back, which is the scout's only responsibility.

Both sides paused for a moment, then destroyed the horses and rushed towards each other. Ji Cheng was a little later than the other, because he now had a good territory, even if it was just a low mound, he could gain a little advantage over horsepower. A master's move, a little advantage would be enough to change the situation.

When he started the war horse, he had calculated it very clearly. The moment he rode down the earth slope, the horsepower was at its best. At this moment, the opponent's horsepower was slightly inferior to himself, because he was diving from top to bottom, while the opponent attacked on an inconspicuous and extremely slow slope.

Or this gap is negligible, but just a little advantage is enough.

Ten soldiers who held a longbow like Ji Cheng rushed to the front, driving the war horses with their legs. They were still flexible and free. They were placed on the horse by their elders when they could walk.

This makes them laugh at some of their neck-legged legs when they usually walk, but in the army, people who truly understand the industry will know what kind of people they are when they see their running posture.

As long as he entered the battle, Ji Cheng would immediately throw all his other thoughts away from Jiuxiaoyun, with a clear mind, and only his opponent's enemy in his eyes. The battle of the scouts did not require him to command. He either killed the enemy or was killed by the enemy. At this scale, he would not need command. He would just fight to the death.

Holding a bow in his left hand and a quiver on the quiver beside the saddle with his right hand. A feather arrow appeared in his hand. At this speed, he could shoot two arrows.

Almost when Ji Cheng took the arrow to the bow, the more than thirty cavalry on the opposite side also took the arrow to the bow at the same time. The next moment, the air was filled with the whistling sound of feather arrows.

Ji Cheng's heart immediately sank.

As an experienced cavalry, he almost immediately judged from the howling sound of feather arrows in the wind that the feather arrows shot out by the other party were definitely not shot out of the so-called soft bow, but a strong bow similar to him.

In other words, the riding and shooting level of each other will not be inferior to him.

He almost subconsciously immediately leaned on his horse, and the whistling of feather arrows and the sound of his companions falling off the horse came from above his head.

He inserted the longbow into the arch bag of his back hand, and took off the spear beside him with his right hand. By dodging, he had lost the opportunity to shoot the second arrow.

But the enemy's second arrow roared again.
Chapter completed!