Although Wufeng's face seemed particularly calm and steady, his imposing momentum was as immovable as a mountain. Zhan Yan smiled and showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth. In just five words, they also shocked the other party like a lightning strike.

"Li Wufeng?! Are you Li Wufeng?" Suddenly, the color of the leader's original resolute expression changed slightly, and an extremely resentful hatred burst out in his eyes, "Okay, okay, then we are not wronged, but we will definitely get back with this hatred a hundred times!"

"Well, I look forward to your revenge, but I hope I won't disappoint me too much. If you Kamans are so relaxed and careless, you will collapse at once, I think you may have to complain about this revenge." Faced with the other party's curse that gritted teeth, Wufeng gently flicked the dead grass on the horse's hair without hesitation, and curled his lips contemptuously and sarcastically. He has always disdained this worthless threat. If you want to take revenge, you can't succeed with just a few very words. Instead of showing your mighty verbal power, it's better to keep your energy and seek revenge.

"You, you,——" A few sarcastic words choked the other party so much that they could hardly breathe. The pale face was so bloodless that it suddenly turned red. Several soldiers supporting him were hurriedly persuaded: "Sir, you don't have to do this,"

"Haha, I'm not interested in knowing your situation now. I'm probably not a good guy with such a loose bag." He shook his head slightly, glanced at the other party indifferently, and Wufeng urged the horse to move.

A blood-retreating spout came out, and the captives shook away the soldiers who were supporting him, and proudly said: "I am Augustus, the captain of the 10 million-man team of the Second Corps of the Kaman Empire. We are the first to capture Jiama City. Li Wufeng, please remember it clearly!"

"Second Corps?" After chewing for a moment, Wufeng shook his head indifferently and said, "It is serious for a hero to not mention his courage back then. Let's take a look at his faults and give them the treatment they deserve."

He whipped the horse, but Wufeng was not in front of Guan Jing. The horse roared away angrily, leaving only a group of silent prisoners standing there in a daze.

On May 3, 696, the Northwest Independent First Cavalry Division broke through the defense line of the southwest of Gerok and destroyed the important supply base in the central part of Gerok. The day before yesterday, Li Wufeng led the Guard Division and the Independent Fourth Mixed Division, and Shalang led the Second Division of the Northwest Legion to encircle and annihilate two 10,000 teams of the Caman occupying two garrisons. At this point, the main garrison stationed in the southwest of Gerok has been completely wiped out.

The battle situation in the Geroke suddenly changed, but the Kaman army at the city of Morlington, two hundred miles away, was still confused and ignorant.

"The division commander, five miles ahead is the Nanda Camp of Kaman's army. We can no longer move forward. If we move forward, we will probably be discovered by the enemy's horse exploration. Our advance team has captured two scouts from the other side." Pointing to the distance ahead, Yan Tong's face was expressionless, but the bloodthirsty flames hidden under his pupils exposed his inner thoughts.

"Well, you can't move forward anymore, order the troops to prepare immediately!" The dark eyebrows were flowing, and Cui Wenxiu gently took the reins and nodded in agreement with his chief of staff's opinion. Five miles away, this was already the limit, and it would be difficult to ensure the secret of this attack. It can be seen that although this place is occupied by the Kamans, there should be no threat, but the Kamans are still very cautious. The search for scouts with such high frequency can only prove that the leader of this army is an extremely cautious person.

Turning his head, Cui Wenxiu paused for a moment and asked his deputy: "How are the morale of the soldiers?"

"Return to the commander of the division, the men are very morale now. They are trying to fill their stomachs. They all want to win a big victory." The person who answered Cui Wenxiu was Jiang Han, the deputy commander of the division. "But they ran for hundreds of miles and the men still had time to take a breath. They were indeed a little tired. If they could take a rest for a while, it would be best."

"No! This is the limit of fatigue for the brothers. If you relax, you may never be able to recover from your current state. You must not rest. No matter what, you must survive this time!" Yan Tong rudely interrupted Jiang Han and strongly opposed this suggestion.

Jiang Han was not angry. One reason was that what the other party said was indeed reasonable. In addition, he and Yan Tong both surrendered from the rebels in the northwest. The relationship was extraordinary. The two knew each other very well, and he also knew each other's temperament.

"Well, you can't wait any longer. If the enemy's scouts have not returned to the camp for a long time, they will also arouse the enemy's suspicion. Then our hard-working raid for thousands of miles will be worthless." Cui Wenxiu nodded and said coldly, "Order to advance in a quarter of an hour, wrap the horse's hooves, chew on the horse's mouth, and launch an attack at three miles."

The snow-haired commander put on his clothes and stood outside the tent in surprise. The sound of shouting from the southwest made Lao Chen feel a little scared. What happened? That was the direction of Nandaying. What happened to Nandaying? How could the killing sound shook the sky at midnight? Could it be that the enemy's robbery camp? But the enemy was firmly surrounded by the Molington City Bell, and there was no soldier or soldier around the area for hundreds of miles. How could there be a robbery camp?

Miley was dressed in surprise and doubtfulness. He could have confirmed that the South Camp must have encountered something unpleasant, but he didn't know what the situation was. Could it be that the local opposition forces dared to gently stroke the tiger's beard? It is unlikely that even though the South Camp did not have many troops stationed, it still had nearly 50,000 troops, which was definitely not something that ordinary local armed forces dared to provoke. It was undoubtedly a death sentence, although they had the advantage of familiar geographical environment.

However, the scout had not teleported it accurately for a while, and he could not confirm what was going on there. He could only order the main forces of Dongdaying and Beidaying to quickly get up and prepare for the war in case of an accident.

At this time, the Nandaying was a critical moment when his blood was boiling and murderous intent was soaring. It is worthy of being the number one military power in the Liberian countries. Although various hidden measures were taken, it failed to shorten the distance of five miles to two miles. Just after crossing the Sanli Line, the guard post towering a few hundred meters outside the camp gate discovered an abnormality. The shrill sound of gongs and whistles came one after another.

Seeing that the purpose of a perfect sneak attack could not be achieved, Cui Wenxiu, while praising the other party's rigorous warning arrangement, took the lead in launching a charge without hesitation. The distance between the three miles was enough to cross in just a few minutes. With such a short distance, no matter how quick the opponent responded, it would probably not be able to stop his breakthrough. The rushing and roaring charge cluster rushed towards the camp with scattered lights like a tide.

The Kaman soldiers fully demonstrated their tenacious side. When the fence of the camp collapsed and fell under the crazy impact of the enemy cavalry coming, the soldiers who had just woken up from their sleep had no time to make any preparations. However, the strong sense of mission made the soldiers on the outside wear guns and storm resist the violent impact of the local area even in single clothes. They knew that their destiny was destined, but the comrades from the inner level still had a glimmer of hope. If they only care about escaping, then what the formal enemy would most likely see would bring destruction to the entire camp.

Without extra orders, the rows of scattered defense lines were allowed to collapse under the crazy rush of the enemy. However, most soldiers did not take a step back and still relied on every tent to resist tenaciously, making the wish of the Northwest Independent First Cavalry Division, which attempted to break through the entire army, failed to succeed. The enemy's tenacious resistance and abandoned the spirit of taking care of the overall situation into consideration, made every soldier of the Northwest Independent First Cavalry Division sigh.

After all, the painful price also pays off. The corpses and blood inside and outside the camp, and the most important thing to kill countless lives was to obtain some precious time for the Kaman soldiers in the inner camp. Facing the forest-like guns, seas of spears, the light of hatred in the eyes of the Kaman soldiers who were waiting for the battle was enough to melt all objects in the world. Cui Wenxiu just observed it briefly and gave up his plan. Confronting this heavy infantry phalanx with armor and helmets was tantamount to suicide for the light cavalry. The movement was as fast as a fire. Before the Kaman infantry town formed an effective encirclement country, the cavalry that achieved the established goal had already roared away, leaving only the chasing ground and full of grief and anger to the Kamans.

In the early morning of May 4, 696, the Northwest Independent First Cavalry Division, which had been running for more than 300 miles a long distance, took advantage of the night to raid the Nandaying, one of the three main camps of the Kaman main cluster at the city of Morlington, broke the camp and killed more than 16,000 soldiers of the unprepared Kaman Third Corps.

The atmosphere in the tent was cold. I silently read the list of dead twice. I glanced coldly at the commander of the Fourth Corps, Viscount Hoffmann, who knelt down on his knees and asked for punishment. Miley gently threw the list on the desk, with 16,000 lives. They were all the most precious elite soldiers of the empire. Just like this thin piece of paper, many of them were still sleeping and turned into dust overnight. Whose fault was this?
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