War of Resistance: Anger at the Beginning of the War
43 If they did not accept surrender, they would be executed on the spot!

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The cavalry soldier drew his saber from its sheath. Under the illumination of the fire, it flashed with a white light that represented death.

More than a thousand warhorses were lined up in battle formation, their reins tightened and their sabers gripped tightly.

"Charge! Kill all the bandits!"

The cavalry regiment commander shouted.

"Kill them!"

The soldiers of the cavalry regiment also shouted loudly.

The fear in his heart seemed to fly out of the clouds along with that cry.

As the warhorses roared, their speed increased.

The hooves of the horses continued to trample on the muddy ground. Every step was extremely powerful.

The earth trembled due to the huge force. The galloping of the warhorses represented the fall of life and the demise of the enemy.

Facing the bandits who did not have any heavy firepower, the warhorses galloped on the battlefield.

When the bandit leader saw the cavalry charge, he shouted in despair,

"Brothers, let's charge again. As long as we destroy this army in front of us, the food in the city will be ours!”

The bandit leader's false encouragement was also seen by many bandits as their last hope.

Greed flashed in their eyes as they crazily charged at the cavalry regiment, shouting arrogantly,

"Capture Zhang Xueming alive! Kill the soldiers!"

Immediately, the battlefield was filled with shouts as the government troops and bandits fought together.

After a close exchange, the bandits also felt this strange feeling.

Infantry could not escape the punishment of cavalry.

The fear on their faces took over their high spirits.

The original fighting spirit instantly dissipated. A large group of bandits directly threw down the weapons in their hands, wanting to escape from the pursuit of the warhorses.

The cavalrymen raised their swords and slashed down, causing blood to splash all over the battlefield.

On the vast and empty land, how could a bandit run faster than a warhorse with four legs?

In less than 15 minutes, there were no more bandits standing on the battlefield.

On the city wall of the county town, Zhang Xueming and the other officers witnessed the powerful strength of the cavalry regiment.

"A saber that has seen blood is a good saber. Those cavalrymen did a good job. We have to reward them when we go back!”

Zhang Xueming said in surprise.

"Regiment Commander, I'm afraid that if our cavalry says that Fengtian is second, no one will dare to say that they are first!”

The generals said happily.

As a transmigrator, Zhang Xueming knew that cavalry would eventually become outdated. This was also the reason why Zhang Xueming only set up a cavalry regiment.

With the continuous advancement of war technology, the cavalry would only be out of the scene for two to three years.

In future wars, more emphasis would be placed on mobility and firepower. Tanks would perfectly replace cavalry.

"Chief, we've lost!"

The black monkey ran over with a face full of fear and reported.

"F * ck you, hurry up and tell me who lost!”

Zhang Heizi roared with a depressed expression.

"The government army has over a thousand warhorses, and our bandit army is running low!”

The black monkey said with a bitter face.

Hearing the news of the black monkey, Zhang Heizi actually lost his soul and fell to the ground.

Having been a bandit for many years, he naturally knew the power of cavalry.

The rest of the bandit leaders all sat on the ground. The outcome was self-evident.

"The army is the King of Hell, the King of Hell!”

……

The bandit leaders could not care less about anything else as they packed their bags and fled.

The 10,000-odd bandit army of White Millet Mountain could no longer form a fighting force.

Zhang Xueming had already ordered the troops that had formed a dense encirclement to narrow down the circle of capture. It was only a matter of time before the bandits were captured.

Zhang Heizi looked at the bandits who scattered like a tide, his eyes filled with despair.

The " gambler " Heizi Zhang, who had been in the limelight for more than ten years, finally lost to Zhang Xueming.

Zhang Heizi had already seen the Feng army in the distance and pointed his gun at his head unwillingly.

Bang!

After the gunshot, Heizi Zhang fell to the ground stiffly.

……

"The regimental commander has an urgent order. Bandits do not respect the laws of the country. They bully the people and deserve to die. They disrupt the peace of the region and are unforgivable.”

After the captain of the Feng Army's arrest team read out the order, he took out the pistol on his belt and pointed it forward.

"Let the battle begin!"

In an instant, the sound of bullets being loaded rang out. The soldiers of the Feng army charged at the remaining bandits like ferocious tigers pouncing on their prey.

"Regiment Commander, after three days of pursuit, the remaining bandits have all been executed.”

"We have successfully eradicated the bandit forces of White Millet Mountain.”

The chief of staff ran over and reported happily.

"Order the soldiers to tidy up the battlefield and bury all the bandits 'corpses in deep pits!”

Zhang Xueming looked at the battle damage report and said seriously.

There were bound to be major illnesses in a war. Moreover, the medical conditions were too poor. If they were not treated in time, a major plague would soon erupt.

"Yes, Commander."

This victory didn't make Zhang Xueming too happy.

On the contrary, looking at the endless forest, he wondered how many bandits were hiding there.

The mission was far from over!

"Leave the second line of troops as the aftermath team. The rest of the troops will return to the city to rest for three days.”

"Next target-Black Blind Mountain!”

"As ordered!"

The officers straightened their bodies and saluted.

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