Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 202: The War Horse Must Be Taken Care of First

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and waved his hand.

"Well, you lead a team in from the east, and I'll charge in from the west. Watch out for hidden arrows."

"It's the general."

The two led the team to separate again.

There is a small path leading into the village from the west, with half-collapsed houses, some weeds and earthen walls on both sides.

Lin Feng immediately raised a hand at the entrance of the village.

"Watch out for arrows and follow me in."

After saying that, he urged his horse to rush into the village.

At the same time, Xie Zhong also led a team of cavalry and rushed into the village from the east.

Sure enough, as soon as the two cavalry teams entered the village, arrows flew out from the dilapidated houses.

Lin Feng smashed a feather arrow with a knife and rushed straight to the yard in the center of the village without stopping.

There were four carriages parked there, loaded with weeds.

It seems that these Tartars are a group that came out to rob food and supplies.

"Scatter and kill!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly.

All the cavalrymen immediately raised their swords and charged into the ruined house.

Then there was the sound of swords clashing.

Lin Feng immediately stopped in the center of the yard, sheathed his sword, took off his bow and arrows and put on the feather arrows.

As soon as he moved slightly, an arrow was shot.

A Tartar hiding in a dilapidated house was shot in the neck by an arrow and fell to the ground.

Lin Feng didn't even look and continued to look for the next Tartar.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the fighting stopped.

Soldiers dragged out the bodies of the Tartars from the dilapidated houses.

Some were hit by crossbow arrows, and some were hacked to death by knives.

None of Lin Feng's guards were injured.

Fifteen Tartar corpses were placed in the village courtyard.

There were also several grooms who were driven out of the house and from the corner of the wall by the soldiers.

These are the majority of the people.

Li Hu grabbed a groom and asked sternly.

"How many Tartars are there?"

"Ah... I saw... more than ten..."

“How many are there?”

"Fourteen...five."

Li Hu turned to Lin Feng and said, "General, it seems these are all the Tartars left."

Lin Feng waved his hand and asked Li Hu to bring the groom over.

"Where are you coming from and where are you going?"

"I came from Weiyuan and don't know where to go."

Lin Feng used a knife to pick up the weeds on the carriage and looked inside.

"It's not easy to grab food."

Xie Zhong said, "The Tartars rely on plundering to survive. If they can't get any food, they'll starve to death."

Lin Feng looked around and saw a group of cavalry standing scattered everywhere.

"That's right, no one was hurt. Street fighting is our strong point, and the Tartars want to learn from us. It's a bit of an expert teaching."

Li Hu smiled and said, "It's all thanks to the general's good teaching."

"Less flattery, more sweat in peacetime, less blood in war. As the elites of the army, you should know this clearly."

The soldier who entered the village to investigate came over with Lin Feng's arrows in his hands.

Kneel on one leg in front of Lin Feng's horse.

"General, thanks to your arrow, you saved my life."

Lin Feng's face darkened. "I haven't even said anything to you yet. What did I teach you to do? To investigate the situation, you're just sticking your neck out like that, waiting for someone to kill you, aren't you?"

The soldiers lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

"As long as we're on the battlefield, there's nothing wrong with being careful."

Xie Zhong walked over and kicked the soldier on the butt.

"Fuck you, I'll deduct two months' military pay from you when I get back."

"Yes, General, I am convinced."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Alright, let's get off the horse and rest."

All the soldiers immediately jumped off their horses and looked for places to rest.

Lin Feng waited for a while and found that most of the soldiers who dismounted to rest immediately fed water to their horses and checked their bodies.

There were also a few soldiers who dismounted, took water and dry food, and started eating and drinking.

Lin Feng was a little annoyed and waved and shouted.

"Xie Zhong, Li Hu, both of you come here."

The two were a little puzzled when they saw Lin Feng's bad face.

"Tell me, what's the most important thing for a cavalryman?"

Xie Zhong and Li Hu looked confused.

"General, the most important thing is life."

Thanks for your answer.

"Nonsense, the most important thing for anyone is their life. I'm asking about the cavalry."

Li Hu's mind became more active and his eyes lit up.

"It's a warhorse, General."

Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed at the soldiers who were sitting on the ground to rest.

"I have repeatedly stressed that the most important job of every cavalryman is to take good care of his or her horse."

They both nodded.

"The first task after dismounting is to take good care of the warhorse. Only by taking good care of the warhorse can you gain its recognition and stand united with the knight on the battlefield."

"This is an iron rule that must be instilled into the brain and blood of every cavalryman and made a habit of them."

"It's the general!"

They both stood at attention and answered.

"From now on, if I see one of you dismount and take care of yourself first, you two better watch out."

"Don't worry, General, it won't happen again."

"Okay, let's go."

The two immediately ran towards their respective teams.

Lin Feng also jumped off his horse.

Immediately, a guard ran over, took the reins from his hand, led the warhorse to water it, brush its fur, and check the parts of the horse that were easily damaged.

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction and slowly walked to the bodies of the Tartars.

Observe each body carefully.

Among the fifteen Tartars, only three were wearing iron armor, and the rest were in plain clothes.

Every Tartar had an unshaven beard and a haggard look on his face.

Obviously, this mission of stealing food is not easy.

"Xie Zhong, call these laborers to bury the bodies."

Lin Feng decided to send the four carts of food to Bing County first, and then go look for the Tartar cavalry.

Food and fodder are very valuable nowadays.

It is difficult to collect so much food and fodder in most areas of Zhenxi.

After resting for half an hour, Lin Feng led the cavalry, escorting four carts of food and fodder, and rushed towards Bing County.

This place is less than a hundred miles away from Bing County, and we estimate we can arrive there before dark.

A horse pulling a cart full of grain seemed a bit strenuous.

There was a dry riverbed in front of us. Although there was no water in it long ago, the soil was much softer than the dirt road.

Lin Feng asked someone to try it out and found that it would be difficult for the carriage to pass through the river.

The cavalry dispersed to both sides to look for a place to cross the river.

Lin Feng gave the order to dismount and rest and wait.

This time, after all the cavalry jumped off their horses, they immediately cleaned the bodies of their horses and fed them with clean water.

Even though they had only ridden slowly for less than half a day, each soldier still served them very attentively.

Lin Feng nodded secretly, hoping that they would keep doing it and make it a habit.

The cavalry sent out ran to the left and right of the river in less than a quarter of an hour.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard faintly from the opposite river.

Lin Feng was the first to feel the ground shaking, frowning and looking into the distance.

This is still the area under his jurisdiction. If there is any military movement, he should know about it.

"Everyone, mount your horses immediately and prepare for battle."

The appearance of a cavalry here is likely not one of our own.

Two hundred soldiers immediately climbed onto their horses, prepared their bows, crossbows, and swords, and put on their armor.

Under the command of Xie Zhong and Li Hu, the troops formed into battle formations.

In less than half an incense stick of time, a group of horsemen appeared in the distance.

Running towards this side.