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The 282nd chapter, Jagged Songs (1)

As the smoke and dust danced, the guards' cavalry lined up like a moving steel fortress. The wooden stakes, deer firewood, and even several temporary earthen walls that blocked the horses in front of them were all hit into powder, and then a loud shout of cheers rang out.

"The guards are mighty!" A group of soldiers cheered loudly on one side of the school military field. A group of senior generals in the stands also nodded frequently. The commanders of several second-level legions cheered for Zhang Guangyuan's general governor of Huaibei Camp, and praised the guards' cavalry to the sky.

However, the guard cavalry is indeed successful. A brigade of two thousand people is like a united person on the huge school ground. It brings a murderous aura while advancing and retreating, and waves a long iron spear. The entire team is like a monster of steel, giving people a feeling of invincibility. That aura even a guy like Lei Dongfeng, who is disdainful, feels a sense of oppression.

Yes, invincible, the wooden targets, deer firewood, and the imaginary enemy forces set up in front of them were all swept away under the torrent of steel, as if nothing in the world could stop them.

They didn't even need to make any roaring sounds of killing. It was just like this silent progress, but it was so shocking.

"Although it is going to be eliminated by history, it is really like a tank group in the cold weapon era. It's a pity that there is no ability to fight for a long time and no long-range attacks from tanks..." Lei Dongfeng also sighed slightly, regretting the final glory of the heavy cavalry.

History is always written by the winner; and the army will only leave the winner's number, and those who fail will be eliminated can only be the foil under the iron blood.

Even if you have achieved great glory, as long as you have irreversible failures, you are destined to be the stepping stone for the winner. This is the irreversible song of the heavy-mounted knight.

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As representatives sent by legions one after another entered the school field to practice, everyone's emotions gradually became higher. Putting aside the differences in political views, any soldier would unconsciously feel passionate when facing such a scene of people and murderous aura in front of him, because this represents the lifelong pride of a soldier and a symbol of a country's strong force.

Soon, the Kuanglan Legion, which represented Yanbei Daying, participated in the training, also entered the venue. The number of people who appeared was not large, only one thousand. After all, Lei Dongfeng and the others can only be regarded as second-level legions affiliated to the Flying Tiger Legion.

The Kuanglan Feiqin sounds like the name of a team, and at most it is just a division organization. However, in the Kuanglan Army, the Kuanglan Feiqin is actually a general term for all cavalry.

Especially after Lei Dongfeng exchanged food and grass for war horses from Xiahou Junjie, except for a 10,000-man infantry division led by Li Banghao, the remaining 20,000 people of the Kuanglan Army. The four cavalry divisions and Jing Zhan's vanguard independent reconnaissance brigade were collectively called Kuanglan Feiqi to the outside world.

The Western 6th Corps led by Ars and others have always been collectively called the Lei Cavalry Army according to the old name of Rehager. The infantry and cavalry were mixed, with a number of around 5,000 people, but the combat effectiveness was very considerable. Moreover, whether Als, Rehager, Gareth, Steira, or even the young Gowu who joined later, were all first-class generals. People say that a lion led a group of sheep could defeat a lion led by a sheep, let alone such many lions. However, the identities of these people are really sensitive. Even through the spread of public opinion, the empire already knew that they had surrendered to Lei Dongfeng, but they were the Western 6 soldiers after all. This time Lei Dongfeng did not bring them to the camp at all, but was used by him.

Now, the one thousand light cavalry representing the appearance of Kuanglan Feiqi is the vanguard independent brigade led by Jing Zhan.

If the bravest cavalry fighting against the formation was definitely the cavalry formed by the original five hundred flying cavalry led by Li Yan and Ma Hongluan. These cavalrymen each held heavy swords and carried flying spears on their backs. They fought far and close combat in an extremely powerful way. They were the killing weapon used by Lei Dongfeng to kill the enemy's heavy armored infantry.

If the most maneuverable and flexible combat is the light armored ranger led by Jiang Zhuying. Everyone has two horses, light armor on their body, saber in their hands, and crossbows burst, and they are coming and going like the wind. Moreover, Jiang Zhuying has taught these ordinary soldiers all the enhanced three-sword series that can only be practiced by officers above the regiment commander and above, and has completely improved the combat effectiveness of these soldiers at a level.

The most powerful defense is the vine armored cavalry led by Cao Lan and Duanmu Tuo. It is just because this vine armor is rare. Although it is now called the first division, it is actually just a strengthening brigade of more than 3,000 people. Of course, since Lei Dongfeng helped the vanguard army at the southwest Zhennanguan, the vanguard army and the new king of Annan, Xue Yulin, have all worked hard to collect vine armor for them in China. The number of vine armored cavalry in the future will definitely exceed 10,000.

If we say that the cavalry with the best archery skills who shoots the enemy generals on horseback and dismounts the horseback and fly kilns must be the vanguard independent reconnaissance brigade commander Jing Zhan.

After all, the best archery skills of the Kuanglan Army are Jing Zhan and Li Yan. If you only talk about the accuracy and skills of archery skills, Jing Zhan is even more unparalleled. In addition, these reconnaissance cavalry are at the forefront of the entire army all day long, or go deep behind enemy lines to deal with the enemy, so it is normal for the cavalry he led to have good archery skills.

Today, on the school military field, Lei Dongfeng wanted his subordinates to show this riding and shooting.

As for others, such as flying spears and vine armor, they are not known to more people. They are secret weapons of the Kuanglan Army, and they must be avoided if they can be exposed less.

Seeing Lei Dongfeng's crazy cavalry appearing, Zhang Guangyuan, who was in the middle of the stands, changed his face slightly, and he snorted heavily with his nasal sound.

But no matter how Zhang Guangyuan was in a mood, the blood-filled death-like battle flag that was beaten by the Han soldiers who were currently on the Kuanglan Flying Cavalry still shocked all the officers and soldiers present.

It was originally a white flag, but it was stained with blood at this moment. The blood had blended with the blood-red word "death" on the flag.

As the cavalry of Kuanglan Army shouted loudly: "The country is in danger, the Japanese invaders are ferocious, and every man has a share. I want to serve, but I am fortunate to have a son, so I voluntarily volunteered to give him a flag and always carry him with me. When I was injured, wipe the blood when I died, and wrap myself up bravely. Don't forget your duty!" At the same time, there was silence on the field.

For a moment, Tian Songren, the governor of Huaibei Camp, who had been sleepy, stood up straight and began to applaud the field. Cao Kunhu, deputy commander of Huaibei Camp, suddenly stood up and saluted solemnly in the direction where the flag of death was flying.

Then, Xiahou Junjie, Zhang Guangyuan and others also stood up and performed their military salutes. Tens of thousands of Han soldiers on the stands also saluted them. The field was quiet, with only the big flag of death flying in the wind.

At this moment, no matter whether the political views are the same, no one can ignore the passionate blood shed for and the sacrifices she made for by the Han soldiers.

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On one side of the school military field, a row of hardwood targets were erected.

Jing Zhan led a thousand cavalry. A hundred men took turns to fight, and they set off their bows and arrows from the other side of the school military field to shoot the target.

The horse was made of fast, and the bow was astonished as a thunderbolt. In just a few minutes, ten groups of people were like butterflies passing through flowers and harriers leaping through clouds. They were shot in turn, and each person had ten arrows, and the arrows never fell into nothing.

When the Han soldiers responsible for counting targets raised one red flag after another to express the entire army on one side of the school military field, a sound of marvel sounded in the field.

From one side of the school ground to the other side, after a distance of 150 meters, it is rare for these thousand Han soldiers to shoot such a result on high-sporting horsebacks. What is even more rare is that on average, the time for each person to shoot ten arrows is only ten seconds. Such degree, accuracy and shooting distance are perfectly combined. Although there are only one thousand people, what a terrible force would it be if it is on a suitable battlefield?

"Okay, the riding and shooting of Kuanglan Feiqi is actually better than the Flying Tiger Legion, very good, very good!" Zhang Guangyuan suddenly stood up and applauded.

Everyone was stunned. He had a quick reaction and thought to himself that Zhang Guangyuan was vicious. He knew that Lei Dongfeng was the direct descendant of the British Marquis Zhao Huicheng, but Zhang Guangyuan said that Lei Dongfeng's subordinates were stronger than Zhao Huicheng's Flying Tiger Army. Although there were no people from the Flying Tiger Army present today, this would reach Zhao Huicheng's ears. Even if Zhao Huicheng didn't care, how could those competitive Flying Tiger Army not care?

Everyone looked at Zhang Guangyuan with a sincere smile and thought that this kind of provocation was too despicable.

"The general praised it. My Kuanglan Army is already under the jurisdiction of the Flying Tiger Legion, the British Marquis. It is also under the Flying Tiger Sect." Lei Dongfeng stood up and bowed to thank him.

"Haha. Yes, Lei Legionchu is just a prisoner in Longcheng. Being able to achieve today's achievements will be considered as living up to the expectations of the British Marquis." Guan Wentai, deputy commander of the Guards, said slowly. This person was the descendant of the housekeeper of one of the thirteen families and the cousin of Guan Zhongyun, the commander of the Potian Legion.

As soon as these words were said, everyone on the stage suddenly changed their expression, but Zhang Guangyuan looked at Lei Dongfeng with a sneer.

As the saying goes, don’t slap people in the face, but Guan Wentai’s words are like insulting Lei Dongfeng directly. Everyone looked at Lei Dongfeng for a moment to see how he responded.

Jiang Zhuying and Sima Nan, who were standing beside him, knew Lei Dongfeng's temper and hurriedly pulled Lei Dongfeng's clothes.

"My elder brother talks to Dashuai, it's your turn to interrupt!" Li Yan suddenly stood up and shouted.

"What are you? But the commander of the Xiaoxiao First Division is probably not officially appointed by the military headquarters yet!" Guan Wentai sneered.

As soon as these words were said, even Jiang Zhuying changed his face and stared at Guan Wentai fiercely.

"In the time when the Western Invaders, we were soldiers of the Han family. We should work together to fight against foreign enemies. I think of the ancestors of the thirteen-generation families who followed Taizu to make great contributions, which one of them was not a loyal and kind person who served our empire, but would rather have a king, prince, general, and minister? Dongfeng was not talented, just like most generals here, but he was just an ordinary four people. But he also knew that the rise and fall of the world was responsible. I was trapped by villains in Longcheng and was deeply imprisoned. Now that the grievances are being washed away, Lord Guan wants to overturn the verdict for me again!?" Lei Dongfeng suppressed his anger and shouted softly.

"You!" Guan Wentai's eyes were so angry that they turned red.

At this moment, the dispute in the stands had attracted the attention of the Han soldiers below. If it weren't for the military discipline, everyone would have been surrounded.

"Sir, let's watch me perform for you!" Behind the stage, Jing Zhan suddenly rode his horse by, but suddenly shot his bow and arrow at the stage.

"Buzz——————” With Guan Wentai's scream, a feather arrow passed over everyone's head and inserted it directly on Guan Wentai's head. Even a few strands of red tassels in his helmet were wiped off. The feather arrow was nailed to the panel behind Guan Wentai, trembling constantly.
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