Chapter 576: The Iron Cavalry is advancing rapidly!

The commander of Bennu City, Tirawall, stood on the broken wall of Bennu City, staring in disbelief at the plains that had become wilderness below. The terrible Chinese army that had been stationed under Bennu City yesterday disappeared in just one night.

Tirawall couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyes. After a careful look, he sent cavalry out of the city to reconnaise. After two hours, the cavalry who had originally trembled out rushed back excitedly. Before entering the city, these people were already shouting loudly under the city tower, excitedly chanting the master's real name, which is the ancestors they admired.

After hearing the reports of the cavalry who had returned, the Sikh armed forces, who had become exhausted by the Chinese army for several days, couldn't help but cheer excitedly, and even cried with joy. They really didn't expect that they had been trapped in Bennu City and had no way to survive, but in the blink of an eye, the terrible enemy quietly retreated, making them extremely glad that they could survive in the end.

At the same time, the 117th Division of the Liang Family Army Indian Field Army, who had already left Bennu City in the dark, had arrived at the main stream of the Indus River in the early morning of the next day. With the help of the Indus River Fleet, it was crossing this wide river.

Zou Yu was standing by the river bank, watching his subordinates boarding the ship in an orderly manner. In less than twenty minutes, all the troops could board the ship and leave the west bank of the Indus River.

"Report to the division commander, all the cavalry of the reconnaissance battalion have been built, and the Sikhs in Bennu City have no intention of pursuing them. Since they found out that we left, they have no other actions except to repair Bennu City. It seems that we have already scared us." Yang Leiyan rode his horse to Zou Yu and reported loudly.

Zou Yu nodded lightly: "Okay, let the reconnaissance battalion be ready to board the ship. We must speed up. At the latest tonight, we must rush to Miyanwali, and take this place before all Indian forces and Sikhs react."

"Yes!" Yang Leiyan agreed loudly, turned around and rushed towards the other end.

Zou Yu looked at the Taotao River rushing upstream of the Indus River, and took a breath. Suddenly, he saw his hometown again. The surging river in front of his home has been away from his hometown for five years. So far, he has never returned a few letters and some money.

Annan, Luzon, Mindanao, Java, and even Australia, over the past few years, followed Liang Pengfei to fight, and went out of the country. On the ocean, on the island, with the indigenous people, and the Western colonists, they experienced countless wars, from an unknown scholar to a general who can now take up guns, command more than 10,000 troops, and traverse the Indian Peninsula.

I gradually faded away the scholarly spirit of my early years, the awkwardness and fear. Now I am no longer the scholar who is sad and sad in spring and autumn, but a scholar who masturbates with poetry and books every day, but a soldier who understands the dignity of the nation and the general trend of the world.

Zou Yu had scars, but still had a hint of excitement on his handsome face, and he whispered the Tang poem he liked since childhood: "Why not a man brings Wu Gou to collect the fifty states of Guanshan Mountains? Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, like a scholar and a marquis of thousands of households!... A real man should do this!"

Just outside the east bank of the Indus River, Miyangwali has been an unattractive place for a long time. It is just a small town with a population of less than 100,000. In the outskirts of this city, the shepherds who returned in dusk were riding camels and driving their own fat livestock, making a sound of rustling sounds, and moving forward in and out of the field of fat green and scattered golden amaranth. Miyangwali's city gate is still open. The people either cargo on their heads or pulling livestock in and out of the city gate, shouting loudly, as if they were going to finish their last business, and then return home and have a beautiful dinner. A natural and harmonious pastoral landscape.

A snake charmer with his upper body exposed. He was blowing the melodious and mysterious flute sound in an open space outside the city gate. Several colorful cobras would raise their flat heads and make a slight sound. The evil triangular eyes were looking at the musical instruments in the hands of the snake charmer. The red snake letters came in and out, and the sharp fangs appeared and appeared in the snake mouth, causing the onlookers to exclaim in awe.

A water seller was shouting loudly, attracting an old man who was a little thirsty when he watched the snake charmer's performance. He took out a coin and filled a glass of lemonade pouring out of the water bag. Just as he was about to drink it, he suddenly saw the calm water surface in the cup and rippled in the water. The old man couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's wrong?" The water seller thought that the old man had found some dirt in the cup and came up, but found that the ripples in the cup seemed to be getting denser, so dense that it seemed that the earth had begun to tremble.

The vipers of eyes seemed to have discovered danger based on their animal instincts. They ignored the sound of the snake charmer's flute, rushed towards the crowd, as if they wanted to jump to the road, which was so shocked that the people screamed and fled.

"What's going on?" A soldier from Miyanvalli who was also gathered in the crowd to watch the fun shouted loudly, and retreated in fear that the fearful poisonous snakes would pounce on him.

"Over there, look over there!" At this time, a child climbing on a tree to watch the fun suddenly pointed to the south and screamed loudly.

In the south, a large amount of smoke and dust swept wildly in the air, like a terrible sandstorm. On the horizon, it was gradually covered by countless moving shadows that emerged. After thunder rolled faintly, it entered the ears of the people and soldiers of Miyanvalli City.

"Caughter, Allah, it's a cavalry, a squad of cavalry!" The soldier suddenly screamed and got closer and closer, and his momentum seemed to be like a mountain collapse and cracked in the ground, rushing in like a tide.

A blood-red flag fluttered high against the wind. Gradually, they could see that the cavalry's armor was pure crisp black, shiny black, with weird and cruel black...

"Chinese cavalry! Run! Those demons are coming!" Someone screamed, turned around and fled back desperately. Miyanvalli City, which seemed peaceful and harmonious, suddenly became a mess.

The screams and cries of people did not last long, and were covered by the sound of hooves that were getting louder and louder, like thunder exploding in the ears.

Just about a mile away from Miyangvalli City, countless cold lights suddenly shone above the huge and rushing torrent of iron cavalry. Thousands of sharp sabers pointed to the sky, like the fiery lightning, and fiercely attacked Miyangvalli City.

"Allah is here, how could these Chinese appear here?! It's that cavalry regiment?" Froz, the city guard of Miyanvalli, had not even had time to put on his armor. He had just rushed to the top of the city wearing a gorgeous silk robe and saw the Chinese iron cavalry swarming like a wind. Wherever he passed, the wheat fields on the outskirts of the city were instantly submerged. Froz's heart was frozen directly. He had long heard of a Chinese cavalry regiment that was cruising in the Indus River Basin, coming and going like the wind, which made all Indians and Sikh troops frightened.

In the Indus River Basin, they turned countless Indians and Sikh armed forces into dead souls under their hooves. Wherever they passed, all those who dared to resist would only become cold corpses.

But they have always been in the southern part of the Indus River Basin. They never expected that one day they would appear in front of the inconspicuous small town of Miyanvalli.

The Indian defenders above the city were already scared by the sudden Chinese cavalry, and even forgot to close the city gate. They threw down the scimitar and bows in their hands, and tried hard to escape to the other end of Miyanwali City, as if the further away from this famous Chinese cavalry, their lives would be safer.

"No need to encircle them, let them escape. It is best to let them notify the Indian kings around them earlier and let them send troops." Peng Shijie, the commander of the cavalry strengthening regiment with the most powerful power among the Indian field army, watched his cavalry pour into the Miyangwali City, which seemed to have no power to resist, and couldn't help but spit contempt and issued an order loudly to the messenger beside him.

"This kind of raid is really unchallenging." Next to it, regiment chief Nie Shaochuan had already inserted the saber in his hand into the sheath, looking unwilling.

"Hehe, I wonder if the commander of the Iceberg Division, Zou Yu, led the 117th Division to Miyangwali City. When he saw that our cavalry regiment had occupied the city, would he be surprised to have his chin dislocated?" Peng Shijie laughed loudly.

Nie Shaochuan curled his lips and looked contemptuous: "Teacher Zou? Come on, even if you point a gun at his forehead, his expression will not change. That guy, I think it's just like what the young master said, the cool guy who looks cold on the outside and the fanatical on the inside."

"Okay, I said you both are senior commanders, why are you still gossiping like this all day long?" The political commissar next to him couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to speak to stop these two guys who were so idle. "However, I really didn't expect that there would be one or two thousand people in Miyangvalli City, but he didn't even resist. It seemed that he was afraid that he would be frightened by our reputation."
Chapter completed!