It turns out that there is no strongest military in the world, but only the most suitable military. Although cavalry can maintain its advantage over infantry most of the time, it is on the big plains, after the speed of war horses increases, rather than dense forests and hills.

The French-Swiss border is already mountainous and hilly, and large areas of dense jungle are everywhere. The complex environment has curbed the combat effectiveness of the cavalry. What's more, the new army's tactics are nothing they have never seen, so it is inevitable that they will suffer losses.

Luo Huo and his team's shooting position were above a gentle slope. Although it was only two or three meters away from the forest ahead, it was enough to withstand the French bombs. Bullets hit the soft bunker and smoked everywhere, but they had no results at all.

Condescendingly, he chose horizontal shooting again, and there was a cover of twenty or thirty centimeters high on his head. Not to mention the cavalry moving at high speed, it would be difficult for a team of snipers to hit the target.

However, it is too easy for the new army to attack these cavalry from a high position, which is no different from shooting mobile targets on the training ground.

A white smoke outlined the arc of the new army's position with the sound of fried beans. The calm officer began to control the rhythm of the shooting. From time to time, he threw out a few grenades to force the nearest French army to retreat. The tenacious resistance caused the cavalry battalion to suffer heavy casualties and blood.

"Charge, continue to charge... Don't lose your honor. If you take a step back, your military spirit will disperse. Don't even think of gathering in this life..."

"Victory, I just need to win, no matter the casualties... The French warriors are now the most critical moment. If we lose this time, we will be defeated again and again in the future..."

The French battalion commander cried out in tears. He watched the young men fall down one by one, his heart was bleeding. He really wanted to take the young men out of here, but he couldn't say the order to retreat.

He was right. It was too difficult to condense the military soul. It needed to be created by victory after victory. The military soul of the French army was created by Napoleon. When an army possessed the spirit of the winner, the balance of war would tilt towards them.

The winner will naturally have the pride of the winner, and this spirit will become stronger and stronger with continuous victory. Victory can be contagious, but failure can also be contagious.

If the cavalry battalion cannot withstand huge casualties and retreat today, then all the young men will have seeds of failure in their hearts, and negative emotions will accompany them throughout their lives, and this kind of loser emotions is absolutely deadly on the battlefield.

"Fight! The young French men...Fight! Pull out your sabers and move forward! Kill these Chinese people, don't forget that this is our motherland, and our land is under our feet..."

"Kill!" The Cavalry Battalion was completely red-eyed. Seeing their comrades falling one by one, the bloody courage in their hearts was also inspiring. They could lose to anyone, but they could never lose to these Chinese people.

"Kill... we can break through the capitals of these Eastern people, we can force their emperors to death, we can control their customs, we can ced their territory... But today, these barbarians dare to invade France. How can we fail? Don't be the laughing stock of Europe!"

The white and bright sabers were lifted into a steel jungle, flashing with sunlight and moving straight forward. The earth was shaking violently, and the power of all war horses was urged to the extreme.

The crazy Frenchman forgot the rain of bullets, the roar of grenades, and even ignored the wailing of the fallen comrades beside him. Everyone had only one mind to rush up and kill these Eastern barbarians.

"No, the French are going to fight to the death..." Xiao Letian's fingers that pinched the telescope were all pale. "Don't let me down, you must withstand it. If you can't even pass this test, you won't have to think about the battle of hundreds of thousands of people in the future. What kind of bullshit national rejuvenation is just a dream..."

Not only Xiao Letian was nervous, but even the Pu army could not sit still at this time. They walked out of the hidden place one by one, staring at the battlefield in the distance, and didn't dare to leave.

"These Chinese are finished. The number of people is too small. It's really too small. Now there are still three hundred French cavalry, while these Chinese are only more than one hundred. This is a completely double the gap..."

"That's right, and the French army is also all cavalry. As long as they grit their teeth and survive the most firepower death belt, as long as they are willing to sacrifice and rush to the Chinese, victory will definitely be the French..."

"Sir, do we need to join the war? You can't watch this, they will die, and the heroes of Hamburg will die!"

Both Jonas and the company commander of the Prussian army were pale. They really wanted to order the war, but they dared not have any accidents in Prussia's national strategy. Although everyone knew that war with the French was inevitable, it was definitely not now, absolutely not.

At this moment, Xiao Letian suddenly glanced at them with a squint and said coldly, "This is a grudge between us Chinese and French. You don't need to intervene. We don't want to cheat in this big test... My brother, I trust them!"

Xiao Letian's confidence is not arrogant, and the new army brothers are not raw melon seeds that come out of the training ground. They are all tempered from the blood of Naba overnight, and they are all rushed out of desperate situations.

Seeing the French cavalry getting closer and closer, the Wing King quickly pulled the trigger, and the remaining bullets in Spencer were leaked out. "Photocoplasts... Stop loading, it's too late... What are Luo Huo waiting for? Noheita, Hirataro... Don't let me down, prepare for battle..."

Without a word of nonsense, Luo Huo jumped up and half-squatted in front of the bunker. The Spencer, who was full of bullets, opened fire in a dense manner. However, this time he was not shooting at the French army in front of him, but three inconspicuous small earthblocks in front of the bunker.

The bullet hit the gravel on the earth bun with high temperature and huge impact. The splashing sparks ignited the particles of gunpowder that had sprinkled all over the ground. Then three huge explosions rose up on the ground, and the impact waves immediately overturned Luo Huo.

"It's done, brothers are ready to fight, so that these French people know how the cold weapon war is fought. Don't forget the unique skills of our ancestors..." The Wing King threw away Spencer, pulled out his short sword and jumped out of the cover. Then countless soldiers holding bayonets gathered behind him to form a dense square formation.

This is a nightmare, and the group of French cavalry collectively had a nightmare that they could not wake up. The shock waves of the three explosions not only caused a large number of casualties, but also disrupted their charge rhythm.

Originally, the speed of the three hundred cavalry had been adjusted to the same level, but the explosion frightened countless war horses and subconsciously slowed down and avoided it.

The charging cavalry is afraid that the rhythm will be disrupted. Once the speed of the war horses is inconsistent, it will definitely cause collision and chaos, and the impact force of the entire formation will be greatly reduced.

What's even more terrifying is still behind. When the smoke in front of them gradually dissipated, and when the cavalry closed their eyes and rushed through the smoke and dust, the scene in front of them stunned.

"What? Have I crossed the gate of time? Have we returned to ancient times..." In front of the cavalry battalion commander, a dense square formation of nearly fifty people appeared in front of him. Ten people set up five teams in an orderly manner for a horizontal team.

What is particularly strange is that these soldiers are not holding muskets, but long steel knives, gathering high above their heads with graceful arcs.

These soldiers looked resolute and cruel, shouting strange and rhythmic slogans in their mouths, and were moving forward step by step.

"Tiger...ha! Tier...ha! Tier...ha!" The simple rhythm made everyone's pace very unified, and the entire military formation pressed over like a rock.

"What the hell is this? Can anyone tell me what this is..."

No one can answer this question. In this era, small Japanese countries had a very low presence among European powers, and the people had no understanding of Japanese culture and were not interested in it.

But not understanding does not mean that they cannot feel this cold murderous intent. The light emitted in the eyes of these enemies is not the light that humans can emit. They are just a group of wild beasts, and they are wild beasts after being injured.

"Life is like a cherry blossom, gorgeous and short-lived. Don't be afraid of death, it is our permanent home. Now, let's fight to the fullest, and God Amaterasu will bless our martial arts fortune for a long time..."

Noheita had fallen into a subtle state of Zen, and his entire perception was already connected with this battlefield. The military formation of fifty people seemed to be a whole at that moment.

The military formation was moving forward bit by bit under its own slogan. The nearly one-meter-long Taidao was ready to slash. Xiao Letian's foreign legions are now all Japanese samurai. They had learned this kind of battle formation method before joining the new army. Using the storm to resist the cavalry was their secret skill.

"Sword Drawing Team... Cut!" Noheita yelled with a loud shout that the ten long swords in the front row of the queue were chopped off from the top of his head, and the four knights and horses were shattered in the sword light.

After the knife was slashed, the ten warriors turned their heads and crawled back to the military formation without any hesitation. The second row of ten swords followed closely, regardless of how many cavalrymen were in front, there was another round of slashing.

The five teams of warriors swung their swords like wheels. In Xiao Letian's eyes, this scene was as efficient as the wheat harvester of later generations.

The Taidao waved in front of the formation, and the cavalry that lost speed suddenly turned into dumpling fillings. Often, the cold Taidao jungle on the opposite side had already rushed over before the saber was swung.

Xiao Letian slapped his thighs excitedly, "Okay, it's all good. I didn't expect this kind of tactic of breaking the enemy, but you thought of it, like it, I'll give you 32 likes..."

"Go ahead, the Wing King and Luo Huo, don't fight, cover the two wings of the sword-drawing team, don't let the French take advantage of loopholes... Yes, yes, beautifully done!"

Xiao Letian turned his head and shouted excitedly to Jonas, "What am I saying? I can trust my brother. I can fight with less and defeat the stronger with weak. We Chinese have done it!"

Jonas was nervous and sweating, and was wiping his hands on his life. "Yes, this is such a magical army. Since I came into contact with them, the surprise has never stopped. I admire it!"

Can you not admire it? You dare to kidnap the Prussian prince in the Hamburg military camp. You dare to save people without fear of the threat of fierce gunpowder in the fierce fire. You can still save the Prime Minister in France. Now you defeat the French cavalry battalion with less than 100% of the battle. How can you not accept such brilliant results? How dare you not accept it?

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