"Shoot! Kill him!" The vanguard cavalry knew that there was no need to keep it secret at this moment, so they picked up the rifles and pulled the bolts to fire at Old Phyllis.

Papa... The bullets flew in the dark, and the old horse, who had already exhausted his strength, was shot first. Xi Lulu screamed and fell to the ground.

Old Phyllis rolled out like a bowling ball, then hit a rock on the side of the road, and fainted when he saw darkness.

Old Phyllis is lucky. If he was still awake, then he would probably be so sad and angry that he would be unable to rest until he died when he died.

The screams before the old horse fell to death and the throat that Old Phyllis had exchanged for his life finally woke up the dozing sentry at the military camp. They rubbed their sleepy eyes and looked south.

Good guy, all the sleepiness was forced out by cold sweat. The groups of cavalry in the darkness opposite were already close, and the entire hilly land with the road as the center was full of jumping horses.

"Alert bell! The alarm bell is ringing...the enemy attacks...the French are coming!"

Dangdangdang... The alarm bell kept ringing, and the soldiers sleeping in the military camp were awakened one by one!

"What happened? What the hell is it... Where is the enemy attack? What enemies do we have?"

"French? Impossible... The French were suppressed and beaten by Prussia, and even the emperor fled. How could they invade Belgium at this time..."

But no matter how many doubts are, the sound of horse hooves outside the camp gate cannot deceive people, and the violent tremor of the earth is not a dream!

Before the tank appeared, the cavalry was always the king of charge in land warfare. European horses were originally strong, and European races were tall and large.

The weight of one person and one horse together is nearly 500 kilograms, which is half a ton of weight!

And what about ten thousand cavalry? That is, the mass of five thousand tons dancing on the Arden Plateau. The entire barracks felt this huge force rushing towards them.

The camp bed was shaking, and the tin cup on the wooden table next to it began to shake violently, moving towards the edge of the table while shaking. Finally, the cup and water fell to the ground.

Now all the soldiers knew that this was not a dream. Amid the stern shouts of the commander, the soldiers began to wear clothes and look for weapons, and they were immediately busy.

"Collection! Prepare for battle... are French breastplate cavalry! God, they really invaded..."

With a bang, the sentry at the gate fired three shots and was hit in mid-air by the vanguard cavalry's horse!

The half-ton war horse cavalry, with the potential energy of high-speed charge, crushed these infantry who had just woken up, was a piece of cake.

There is no need to shoot or wave the sabre. The collision of the war horses will knock all the resisting sentries into the sky and then hit the ground hard.

Before the Belgian sentry with broken bones and broken tendons could be struggling and screamed, the horse's hooves with a big mouth kicked them. The sentry turned into a ball of mud as they screamed.

On a slope outside the camp, Alfred and the other commanders looked quietly at everything in front of him, and he said with a cruel smile on his face.

"Record... at 10:35... Our troops launched a night attack on the Belgian defenders... We can see that the number of enemies is about two regiments..."

"Haha...Belgian Army? Hahaha...Incompetent weak chicken!"

Alfred waved his hand and "Continue to attack, speed up, let these people know what war is..."

The wooden fence in the camp was pulled down by the cavalry, and many gaps were created, and the cavalry rushed in faster!

The barracks were waving shinyly everywhere in the military camp, and the smell of blood was blowing through the night wind for miles!

Belgium has never been a military power, and its army has not been baptized by many wars. Faced with the elite French soldiers who have been fighting for many years, they are simply a group of children.

There are running soldiers everywhere. The soldiers cannot find their commanders, the officers cannot find their soldiers, the people cannot find rifles, the rifles cannot find bullets, and some people cannot even find pants and military boots...

Many soldiers were running aimlessly in the camp in pajamas. The sabers of the cavalry behind them were covered with blood. The tall horse suddenly rushed forward. The sabers waved the soldiers' backs and dragged a long blood groove, almost revealing their backbone!

The eyes under the cavalry helmet were extremely cold, and he seemed to feel the enemy's soul struggling on the blade!

"Is this kind of soldier considered a soldier? There are actually embroidery on the pajamas? I guess it was embroidered by his girlfriend, but it was actually a tulip?"

The war has fallen into one-sided massacre. The Belgians originally stationed two regiments of about 3,000 people here, which is much worse in terms of force.

In addition, they were fighting against the cavalry of the Charge King of the Cold Weapon Age, and their training level was not on the same level. This night attack suddenly turned into a massacre!

All the resistances of the Bi army were sporadic and weak, with only a few officers leading the soldiers to shoot and fight back, but in the face of these French troops who ignored life and death, these resistances were simply undisputed.

"Charge! Crash over... disperse all enemy resistance positions... Don't fight, and quickly attack Snygni after breaking through the camp!"

"We have only one goal... Kill all Chinese soldiers... Capture Xiao Letian alive!"

Tens of thousands of cavalry burst into earth-shaking roars, "Kill all the Chinese... Capture Xiao Letian alive!"

Boom... The last resistance position at the north gate of the camp was knocked open by these cavalrymen. In just twenty-five minutes, the camp of the two regiments was penetrated by the cavalry.

Twenty-five minutes, a thousand Belgian soldiers died!

"Retreat! Retreat to Sny... Send signal flares! Send signal flares to the Chinese... God bless them not to get drunk! God bless..."

Hundreds of Bijuns fled toward Sinni like stray dogs, and many of them were not wearing pants and boots, running barefoot in the wilderness with blood.

There were even new recruits who had never experienced war, kneeling behind the big rock with their heads in their hands and cried out for their mother's name. He had long lost the courage to resist.

Papa... The fireworks that called the police were blooming in the night sky, and the town of Sny, one kilometer away, could be seen clearly!

Sny is a medieval town. In order to resist the war between the lords, the ancestors here built a wall of more than three meters high and a very shallow moat. However, after hundreds of years of siltation, this moat was so shallow that even people's knees could not pass through.

Such a defense system can only be said to be better than nothing, but Chinese soldiers with very strict military regulations did not relax their vigilance even during holidays.

There are mobile posters patrolling the city wall for 24 hours, and these sentries on duty must not be drunk!

"Look... the Belgian military camp sent a signal... there were sounds of killing and horse hooves coming..."

"There is an enemy situation! Blow the emergency assembly call!"
Chapter completed!