He patted Mason on the shoulder and comforted him warmly: "Don't worry, then you can let go of the dossier, and just leave the rest to us."

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[On the day of the battle]

After two rounds of gunfire, the sound of hooves followed one after another.

In other words, the sound of horse hooves has always been there, but there are mountain ridges blocking it, and the distance is relatively long, so it is covered by the sound of horse hooves of the rebel light cavalry in front.

Aldame was so angry that his teeth were itchy - he had guessed the arrangement of the rebels, but it was too late.

The loss of control over the two small highlands led to his loss of vision on the west side of the battlefield and failed to observe the rebels' actions behind the small highlands in time.

It was precisely because of this loophole that the rebels seized the loophole and used two small high grounds as cover to swing a hidden uppercut to the 12th Legion.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Aldame sprinted down his horse, and rushed out of the fifth brigade's square formation amid the exclamations of the guards and the centurion, and galloped towards the top of the slope.

After returning to the high ground, he finally had a look at the entire battlefield:

At the "cardia", the chariot has changed hands, and the musketeers of the Fourth Battalion were driven out of the position. The rebel soldiers stood in the carriage and were firing on the backs of the soldiers of the 12th Legion; on both sides of the chariot, the spears were thrown all over the ground, and the spearmen were sleeping with each other - the phalanx of the Fourth Battalion must have encountered some extremely powerful external force and was defeated so quickly and thoroughly; in the smoke and dust, the rebel light cavalry and Hussars were chasing the defeated subordinates of the defeated Lobres, and many soldiers of the Fourth Battalion jumped out of the drainage canal and fled to the forest on both sides of the avenue; and some people were panicking and running to the high ground where Ardame was.

Aldame roared, urging his horse to run down the high ground, and intercepted a centurion.

"What's going on?!" Aldame shouted angrily.

The centurion's condition was absolutely terrible - the helmet was shrunk, and blood oozed out of the helmet, sticking his hair into strands; his pants were hooked and drooped like a strip of cloth; he pressed his left hand against the wound on his right shoulder, and the sleeves of his right arm were soaked in blood, and the red liquid dripped down his fingertips.

"First it was the rebel cavalry... and then the cannons... the cannons suddenly opened fire near us..." The centurion saw Aldamé and wanted to salute, but his arm was really unable to lift. He gasped and replied intermittently, "The square formation... was blasted out of the gap... the rebel infantry and cavalry broke us..."

When he heard the cannons, Aldame had already guessed that it was the ending. He just couldn't figure out how the rebels pushed the cannon in front of Lobres, and the latter was unable to make any effective response.

"What is Lobres doing for?!" Aldame roared, "Where is the others?"

"I don't know," the centurion was also extremely confused, "It should...it should be retreating to Jade Ferry."

Under the hillside, the rebel cavalry had noticed Aldame and the centurion.

Several rebel cavalry gave up their original pursuit and turned their heads toward Ardame, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked like he was not an ordinary officer.

Aldame let out an unwilling roar, turned his horse, stretched his waist and grabbed the centurion's collar, pulled the latter onto the horse's back, carried the centurion, and ran towards the high ground.

The rebel cavalry refused to give up the big fish easily and chased him hard, but Aldame's guards arrived in time and forced the rebel cavalry back.

The guards also found Thomas Heimer, the captain of the Sixth Battalion.

Heimer also knew the current situation of a sharp turnaround and had no time to talk nonsense. He asked bluntly, "What should I do? Should I divide my troops to regain Lobres' position?"

"Take it back?" Aldame cursed, "Take it a big deal! The rebels have already planned to death. Today we are all suppressed and we can't get the cart back!"

Heimer stared at the cowbell's eyes, "What should I do?"

Ardame cut the mess quickly: "Come and gather the defeated soldiers of Lobres! Organize them to counterattack the chariots! Involve as many infantry and cavalry as possible. Your brigade and Aquinas' brigade remain unmoved, and do their best to block the offensive of the rebels in Leiqun County and Baishan County."

"What about you?"

"Me?" Aldame said resolutely, "I'll attack!"

"Affect the attack?"

"If we guard today, we will never be buried!" Aldame grinned, "The whole army will press down on it! The enemy in Tiefeng County will be crushed! We will have a glimmer of hope!"

At this moment, the rumbling sound of horse hooves resounded throughout the earth, attracting everyone's attention.

The sound of hoofs is different from all the sounds of hoofs on the battlefield before. It is not the sound of hoofs made by light cavalry, but the loud noise like a landslide that only heavy cavalry can step out.

Because the biggest difference between light cavalry and heavy cavalry is not that body of iron armor, but the war horse under the cavalry's crotch.

Aldame looked closely and saw the rebel cavalry hanging above his head like the sword of Damocles under the hillside finally moved.

But they did not come toward themselves, but went around the back of the two small high grounds and headed straight for the "Cardia".

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["cardia"]

The inside of the [steadfast] cart was in a mess.

The horsetail grenade was on the ground, and radial black marks were left on the car. The dead and the undead United Provincial people fell to the ground.

Blood flowed out of the wound, and on the ground, the carriage gathered into a pool of water. When it was stepped on, it sounded like a slap.

The reason why hand-to-hand combat will end soon is not because one side will always be timid, but based on a simple fact that even if both sides have the courage to fight to the last person, with the efficiency of hand-to-hand combat, the winner will be quickly decided.

Houdel hid in the carriage, and bullets flew past him. The thin guardrail could not resist the power of gunpowder. It was punched one by one, and a large amount of debris and dust were burst out.

The Unionists who were driven out of the chariot did not scatter. They escaped the drainage channel, threw away Major Luosong's cavalry, hid behind trees on both sides of the road, and persistently shot at the reserve officers in the chariot.

The cold gun from the woods suppressed the reserve officers for a while and could not raise their heads.

Houdel half lying in the carriage, holding the musket he picked up, cursing and loading ammunition.

And his fellow countryman - the one who came to Houdeer to report the news before - was sitting on the wheel of the carriage where Houdeer was, howling.

"My hand!" Hou Deer's fellow villager burst into tears, "My hand!"

The screams of his fellow countrymen were even more upset by Hou Deer than the gunshots of the Unionists. He couldn't help but kick the guardrail on the inside of the carriage, poked his head out, and shouted at the fellow countrymen: "Stop crying! Bastard! Can you survive forever?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "My hand!" The fellow villager raised his left hand to Houdeer with tears in his eyes - his left hand was only the index finger and thumb were still intact, and the original position of the other three fingers was red rotten flesh and white bone stubble.

Hou Deer couldn't bear it, but there was no place for sympathy on the battlefield.

"Is your right hand still good?" Houdel yelled and kicked a coerk off the carriage, and threw the belt with the twelve apostles to his fellow countrymen. "The more you are afraid, the faster you die! Today you are dead! Don't die like a waste! Recharge me!"

After saying that, Houdel returned to the car and yelled at the muddy man while firing into the woods.

It seemed that Houdeer's words had some effect. Houdeer's fellow countrymen really stopped crying. He used his still-complete right hand to reach the grenade that Houdeer had thrown him to his side, pressed the gun with his left elbow, and sobbed and loaded the gun.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded on the battlefield and became closer and closer.

Houdel was shocked and shouted excitedly: "The heavy cavalry is here! The heavy cavalry is here!"

The reserve officers in the carriage cheered one after another.

But Houdel immediately discovered the problem - the cheluo was taken down, but the FAW was still there!

"Roadbar!" Houdel jumped out of the carriage without hesitation, ran down the drainage channel, and came to the outside of the main road. He struggled to lift the horse that the Unionist had temporarily processed with logs and boards, "Move off the roadblock!"

The [steadfast] musketeers in the woods discovered the boy Sun Yat who dared to run under his nose and turned his guns one after another.

Houdeer shrank, and the lead shot shot at him hit the horse. The pine needles and bark splashed everywhere, making Houdeer unable to open his eyes.

Suddenly, Houdel felt that the weight on his hands was much lighter.

It turned out that Claude and Maddy were here.

"Mom!" Claude cursed, "You really want to die!"

Xiao Ma Jiya didn't say anything, but just hugged the wooden stake and used her strength to feed her.

Seeing this, several reserve officers also climbed out the vans and crossed the drainage channel to help the three of them.

At the same time, more gunfires rang out, but the bullets did not greet the reserve officers, but flew to the woods on both sides of the road.

The figure of a musketeer in a hunting shirt appeared in Houdel's vision.

"It's your hunter!" Houdel's nose bubbles popped out with joy. "It's the Blood Wolf hunter who is here to help us!"

"Don't be stupid!" Claude was furious, "Move quickly!"

Everyone worked together to move all the horses blocking the road away, opening up a road to the provincial avenue for the heavy cavalry.

Almost as soon as a few people moved away the horse, the figures of the new army's heavy cavalry appeared at the corner of the hillside.

In an instant, Hou Deer understood why when "class" was "in the middle of the day", the Blood Wolf said, "I will wait for your good news on the day of the war."

Because at this moment, a blood-red battle flag was flying above the heads of the heavily armored cavalry who were galloping towards him.

Although the cavalry in the lead wore a cold iron mask, the war horse under his crotch was Changfeng that Houdel would never admit his mistake.

Blood surged into Houdel's brain, making him dizzy. How he hoped that at this moment, he was also one of those heavy cavalrymen.

Houdel jumped on the horse and raised his fist, and thousands of words formed a fanatical sentence:

"victory!!!"

The heavy cavalry roared past Houdel, jumped down the drainage channel, rushed up the provincial avenue, and disappeared from the vision of the reserve officers.

"What's your madness?" Claude pulled Houdel off the rebel immediately and scolded angrily, "Don't die!"

Houdel sat on the ground for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Claude and Ma Jiya, and said in disbelief, "The Blood Wolf seemed to have looked at me just now."

"How can you not look at you? I will look at you too," Claude said coldly, "because you are like a fool."

The gunfire near the chariot was getting sparse, and the hunters forced the musketeers of the Unionists to retreat, forcing them to flee deeper into the woods.

Another string of light horse hooves, this time there was only one rider.

"Little White-faced Instructor" Kadar rode his horse and came leisurely to Houdar and his men.

Claude and others hurriedly stood attentively and saluted.

Hou Deer also stood up and saluted casually. He was now in an empty state after being overly excited and could not raise any effort.

"The salute is not standardized," Kadal was still elegant, "You are deducted one point, student Houdel."
To be continued...