Everyone in Beiliang knew that there was a group of elite light cavalry outside the capital city. Most of them were sons of rich families, and some of them were descendants of generals. Their father's generation didn't have a high position, and their numbers were always maintained at around 800. Due to the lack of a leader and the restriction of rules, this cavalry rarely showed themselves. Only last year did they choose five people from each of the 20 bids to make a total of 100 cavalry. Then, they carried back the bodies of more than a dozen of their comrades who died in battle and brought back many boxes of martial arts manuals from a place called Mount Hui's Bull Gang. The outside world didn't pay much attention to them. His Highness had done a lot of ridiculous things over the years, wasn't it?
What could a mere eight hundred cavalry do? Wang Chong had once asked Lieutenant Yuan Meng this question in private. Yuan Meng told him that when Chu Lushan's General Chu led his troops to Shu, he only had two to three thousand men. Even so, he was still able to crush Western Shu, which was surrounded by natural barriers.
Cavalry Wang Chong's good brother, Lin Heng, died in the battle of Xiang Fan City's Reed Marsh. He was pierced through by Wang Mingyin's halberd. When they were crossing the Gates of Hell, they were on duty together. Lin Heng saw that person sitting at the bow of the ship and flicking his saber with his fingers. Lin Heng even said that the person wasn't just for show. Although Wang Chong's martial arts weren't as good as Lin Heng, who always said that his saber skills would be better than Gu Jiantang's, he didn't believe it at the time. Later, outside Xiang Fan City, he was killed by Wang Mingyin, one of the few experts in the martial arts world. After seeing that person draw his saber, Wang Chong finally believed it. However, Lin Heng died. But Wang Chong didn't hate that person. Because that day, when they faced off against King of Jing An's thousand cavalry, that person took the lead and lightly stabbed a fierce general of the Qingzhou army to death. After that person gave the order to withdraw his saber, he didn't say anything to calm the soldiers down. He just personally bandaged Wang Chong's wound. Wang Chong wasn't a rash person. The reason why he entered the Phoenix Battalion was because his father, who had been a lieutenant in Chongdu, said that there would be a day when he could earn merits with a clear conscience. Wang Chong naturally didn't feel that he was going to throw his life away. "Is my life not a life? Why should he work for you? My father isn't that bad either. After he came down from the Beiliang army, he was at least the head of a county's army.
But after that trip to the pugilistic world, not to mention Wang Chong, even a ruffian like Wang Donglin had changed after returning to Beiliang. If anyone in the Phoenix Battalion said anything bad about that person, Wang Donglin didn't waste his breath. He went to the training ground and had a horse battle. He won three battles in a row. In the fourth battle, he used a wooden spear to poke someone off his horse. He made that person sit high on the horse and pointed the tip of the spear at his chest. Before Wang Donglin could open his mouth, the other lieutenant, Hong Shuwen, who had traveled the pugilistic world with him, flipped over and got on his horse. He then poked that person off his horse and asked him if he was convinced. Hong Shuwen was one of the most ruthless people in the Phoenix Battalion. He was outstanding in both horse and infantry battles. Even Field Officer Yuan said that this kid was a dog that didn't bark. When he bit someone, he didn't know how to hold back. Very quickly, no one in the Phoenix Battalion dared to speak ill of this young man who had never stepped into the military camp. It wasn't that they didn't want to say anything, but they didn't dare to. Damn it, Hong Shuwen had fought with a few people in private. Field Officer Yuan always said that he would punish him, but after the fight, he didn't say anything. There were even people who saw Field Officer Yuan giving special treatment to Hong Shuwen, teaching him a few spear techniques. Everyone finally understood that Field Officer Yuan had also switched sides with that fellow! Moreover, after that incident, the famous Great Halberd Ning Emei of the Beiliang Army would occasionally visit the Phoenix Battalion's encampment to look for Wang Chong and Wang Donglin's cavalry. During this time, he even took in two anonymous disciples. Although they didn't officially acknowledge each other as disciples, it was close enough. He taught them how to throw the short halberd. When he was free, he even took out money to treat these nameless soldiers who didn't have any military achievements to drink. This made others very envious. After all, Ning Emei wasn't an ordinary character. He was one of the Four Fangs of Beiliang. He was on the same level as Dian Xiongzhu, a first-rate general who commanded six thousand Iron Stupa cavalry.
Although the hearts of the eight hundred people in the Phoenix Battalion were currently scattered, everyone was worthy of the Beiliang Saber at their waist. In terms of individual strength, they definitely wouldn't lose to any of the elite troops in Beiliang. Especially for a bastard like Hong Shuwen who fought as if he was eating. He should have become an elite crossbowman long ago.
The eight hundred light cavalry held their breaths and waited quietly for the arrival of that person.
They only knew that they were about to embark on a long-distance raid. They didn't know who to kill. They didn't know how many soldiers the enemy had. They didn't know if they would survive after the battle.
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Xu Xiao sat in the carriage. The coachman was Spear Immortal Wang Xiu's junior brother, Han Laoshan.
Chen Xiliang and the little girl followed him into the carriage. Xu Beizhi was left behind to enter Liangzhou's prefectural city and follow the coachman to the King's residence. He rode on horseback, accompanied by several old retainers whose auras were as long as rivers. The carriage suddenly stopped. Xu Beizhi suddenly saw the King of Beiliang lift the curtain and wave at him.
Xu Beizhi sat in the carriage. He wasn't trembling with fear, but he still felt all sorts of emotions.
The hunchbacked old man in front of him and Huang Sanjia had destroyed the principles of the Spring and Autumn Annals. They were even said to have broken the backs of millions of Confucian scholars.
Xu Beizhi really couldn't imagine that the butcher was an old man who talked and laughed with peddlers.
Xu Xiao leaned against the wall of the carriage with his hands in his sleeves. He said to the grandson of his old friend, "Don't hold a grudge about Xu Huainan's death. Of course, if you really want to hold a grudge, you should hold a grudge against me."
Xu Beizhi knelt on the ground and lowered his head. "Xu Beizhi doesn't dare."
Xu Xiao smiled. "You don't dare?"
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