Many cavalrymen also have followers to take care of their daily lives - followers also have horse riding.

In contrast, the Dusak cavalry of the Jeska Battalion was extremely shabby.

Originally Andre was able to lead the cavalry team to be happy, but since he saw the Caster regiment, he began to sigh.

However, this kind of cavalry unit relies heavily on supply lines and acts a little slow. But their combat effectiveness is enough to make up for all shortcomings.

...

The baggage team went westward, as Lieutenant Colonel Jeska expected, the first three camps he encountered along the way had been burned and the reserved food and grass had been looted.

The third camp even had half a hundred-man team stationed in the defense, and the terrain was easy to defend but difficult to attack, but it was still not spared.

But the fourth camp was safe and sound. This camp was pitifully small and had only one ten-man guard.

The sergeant in charge of the camp said that he had not seen the Hudd barbarians, they just saw the beacon smoke from the west, so they relayed the message.

During the meal at the fourth camp, the officers of the cavalry squadron and the baggage team chatted casually about strange things along the way.

"The supply line is too long." Lieutenant Mason complained: "Everyone has lost weight, let alone pigs? After driving the pig for more than a hundred kilometers, all the fat on the pigs was lost."

Captain Grey, the cavalry officer, replied: "There is nothing to do about this. Hurd has always been like this. Once you hit him, he will run away, slippery like a loach. You have to catch him and beat him up before you can sign the contract."

"I can't figure out why the Hurds let this camp go? They took all the more difficult camps." The enemy's behavior pattern made Winters confused.

Custer casually explained to Winters: "The Hurd barbarians lack the means of siege and generally do not attack camps, but they will harass the convoy. If they are dragged down, it is like attacking your Hurds, and they will bleed heavily when the rangers arrive."

Caster was impressed by the officers stationed in Wolf Town, and was surprised to meet him again on the wasteland, so he was willing to give some advice to Lieutenant Montagne.

"I am very fortunate, with the strength of the Thousand-Man team, it may not be difficult to hit any camp," said Winters.

"This is the strange thing. The Thousands are too obvious to hide their movements." Cast was unexpectedly patient: "In the past, the Heds attacked the supply line mainly by the Hundesliga. To be honest, I want to see the Hedsman dispatched the Thousands."

"Why?"

Custer sneered and replied: "The barbarians gather in a pile, and they will be happy to kill. Chasing ten hundred-man teams running around on the grassland, how can you get the ease of annihilation of a thousand-man team in one breath?"

Lieutenant Colonel Custer spat fiercely and concluded: "I'm not afraid of the savages coming, but I hope they will come a little more."

...

One day later.

The fifth camp.

Custer, Jeska, Winters... Everyone stood on the camp wall, stunned.

Outside the wall, countless Hed cavalrymen were running around the camp.

The sound of horse hooves shocked people's chests, and even the sun was blocked by the smoke and dust raised by the horse hooves.

The small Palathu Camp is deeply trapped in the Hed Riding Sea, like a sampan in the stormy waves, and it will be crushed to pieces in an instant.

This is far beyond the squad that a Thousand-Man team can have.

After three rounds of demonstrations surrounding the camp, thousands of Hurd plunderers headed eastward and left.

"How many do you have to...?" Custer became a little stuttered.

"At least four thousand." The one-eyed Jeska also had a pale face.

"What is General Yanosh doing for food! A waste!" Custer looked ferocious and cursed: "Can he actually miss the four thousand cavalry?"

The others in the camp had not yet come back to their senses from the impact just now, and were still frightened.
Chapter completed!