Listening to the explanation of the people around him, Zhang Xiaobao was a little helpless, his eyes turned to the billowing smoke and dust, and he instructed the people around him: "Hand over the command of the Special Forces and Fengqi Eighth Battalion."
"Yes, little son." The people around Zhang Xiaobao promised and hesitated, and asked, "Little son, to whom?"
"Of course it was handed over to Bohai Deputy Jiedu." Zhang Xiaobao found for the first time that the people around him had become stupid.
"Understand." This person didn't dare to ask any more. He was indeed stupid. He was only responsible for the military dispatch. When he saw the scene before, he was still in shock.
The telegram of "Dididi" sounded, and a group of people immediately ran diagonally below the hot air balloon where Wang Juan was riding. The flag-speaker waved the flag and thundered the drum twice.
"Juan'er, what are they doing?" When Wang Juan was attracted to look down, his mother asked curiously.
"Ah? Let me command? Mother, Xiaobao is handing over the command of the army to me." Wang Juan could easily understand the semaphore without being translated by others, and replied to his mother.
"Then order, remember not to make trouble." Wang Juan's mother said again.
At this time, Wang Juan didn't have the time to return to his mother's words, so he swept the dusty place from the west with his binoculars, and began to gesture to the people below.
The people below saw Wang Juan's gestures through telescopes, and they converted them into telegrams and sent them to the front. The people in front stood on the city wall. The moment they received the telegram, they immediately picked up the banner, and the gongs and drums were squared and beaten.
With the sound of gongs, drums, and banners flying, the dusty team immediately followed the order. A neigh of similar horses came first, and then the people outside the West Gate heard the sound of "one" and the same part. The movement.
"Boom", the whole world is clean, only a big shock on the ground has not dissipated from everyone's hearts.
At this time, the wind seemed to know that he had to cooperate, and followed the change, gradually blowing away the dust that had been swayed, exposing what was hidden inside.
A person with a telescope and a good location first saw the situation ahead. There were countless horses, countless people, and the horseman's legs clamped the horse underneath, and the two hands were separated by the left and right reins, each with three horses. , Stopped there quietly.
"Get closer, get closer, I want to see what the army Xiaobao trains for the cuckoo? Can it compare to my Wanqi camp." Li Longji, who had been leaning forward, ordered the hot air balloon to continue to get closer.
Concubine Wu Hui was a little worried and persuaded: "Your Majesty, the cavalry below are all carrying guns."
"I know, is it possible that they can beat me? Xiaobao and Juanjuan really have this idea. They don't need the people below to do it. This distance is long enough for them to use sniper guns to hit me on a hot air balloon. I don't think they can Will miss it."
Li Longji didn't take it seriously. Now that the weapons are advanced, he should have been beaten to death by a close minister.
When the dust was blown away a little more by the wind and fell more on the ground, all the team was exposed.
People from the clan watching on other hot air balloons couldn't help but breathe in the "hot" air. It was not how neat the team was. Compared with the neatness, they were not as good as the guard of honor that Zhang Xiaobao asked to train for the court.
What is shocking is the bravery of the soldiers below who seem to be out of sight. All of them are naked, with a lot of grenades and single boxes hanging from their waists, guns on their backs, and dust sticking to them. Washed down by sweat, the short hair and various shapes of faces are also traces of the sweat.
Take a closer look. Everyone is from the Tang Dynasty, all from Tubo, somehow they were chosen, tall and strong, and one can see a sense of determination in the eyes of the people in the first few rows.
Everyone just stopped there motionless, without any extra movements, even if someone's eyes got into the sand because of the dust, they still let their tears flow out to help wash them away, but no one rubbed them with their hands.
People in the clan who saw this scene showed a smile on the ground, and nodded slightly, "That's right, the army of the evil cuckoo must be unusual." Some people become nervous. "Will Wang Juan take this opportunity? Do something to yourself and others?" Some were at a loss, "How to train the army? Who is the army sent by Zhang Xiaobao to Wang Juan to fight?"
Wang Juan’s hot air balloon also moved towards the west of Chang’an at the fastest speed. Her eyes widened above her. A cursory glance revealed that it was the Eighth Battalion. The flag was fluttering there. A normal battalion with a large number of people is estimated to be a reinforced battalion of 1,000 people.
Biting his lip, Wang Juan whispered softly, "Eight Thousand Essence Cavalry, Little Treasure has practiced 8,000 Essence Riding for me, huh, he still secretly didn't tell me, and I will ask him to settle the account at night."
"It's much better than our children's group. I thought it was just a little heady. What kind of look is that? It's scary, Xiao Yuan." Xiaobei also raised a big telescope to look there.
Xiao Yuan was also taken aback. "It's so terrible, contempt, and the look in his eyes with contempt for life, I guess he has killed people."
"Don't talk nonsense, there are fewer people killed by brother and sister? I have never seen them look at us like this." Xiaobei tried to lean on Xiaoyuan.
"So they have to listen to their brother and sister." Xiao Yuan said a very philosophical sentence.
Wang Juan didn’t care about what his younger brothers and sisters were saying. Her heart was filled with emotion. She understood that when the physical conditions were sufficient, even if Zhang Xiaobao did something to her, she couldn’t really object, but Zhang Xiaobao endured it and waited. At this moment, and also secretly arranged.
From now on, these eight thousand people will be able to get to the surface, and she can use what she has learned to her fullest. The eight camp fine flag below is a real predator, and the Charger keeps charging more than five thousand years. No one would give such a gift to a woman, and neither would Wu Zetian's Forbidden Army Qianqi.
"A big man, what is he doing so carefully?" Thinking about it, Wang Juan muttered, rubbing his sleeves at the corner of his eyes, and gesturing "up bayonet" to those who were waiting for orders below.
The neat voice of "Kaka Kaka" sounded continuously after more than ten breaths of Wang Juan's order. The soldiers of the eighth battalion below took off their guns, shrank their guns, took bayonet, put up the bayonet, and straightened the gun. A series of actions were completed smoothly. .
When Bai Huahua’s bayonet was on, almost everyone was stunned, Wang Juan also paused slightly, and Xiao Hai behind him asked questioningly: "What kind of knife is this? It is estimated that the length of the direct effect is three feet, but the loneliness in front is too lonely. It's big, it's actually 90 degrees? It's the same as Crescent Moon."
Wang Juan explained to his younger brother at this time, squinting his eyes and staring at the knife, and said, "This is the knife used by the cavalry when charging. The horses under the cavalry are all sweaty hybrid horses under three years old, sprinting short distances. At that time, it can reach a speed of more than 40 kilometers per half hour. The effect of force is mutual. If you stab others, you have to bear the same force. Then, Xiaohai, what will you say will be the result?"
"It will fly down from the horse. If the opponent also charges on horseback, then..." Xiaohai couldn't say it anymore.
"So, when you insert it into someone else's body, you will be finished. Even if the speed is slow, you will not be able to pull out the knife. That's why your brother will equip the cavalry with such a bayonet. When he was surrounded, a short-range charge passed through, and he shot it back with a gun."
Wang Juan looked at the shimmering bayonet below, with an arc larger than the Damascus knife, and explained it.
"Sister, brother is really amazing, I can think of this." Beckham actually didn't understand, but he must support things related to his brother, and then pointed with her finger, "I saw Uncle Huzi, right there. Inside the person."
Wang Juan took a closer look, isn't it? Beside the Eighth Battalion, there is still half a number of people who strengthen the camp. Huzi is at the forefront as the leader.
At this time, Wang Juan understood what Zhang Xiaobao meant by the seven elite teams. It turned out to be special forces. Huzi and other fifty-six people were the first special forces to train, the strong seedling team zero.
"I just know what a fool, what do the special forces want so many people to do? I have always been upright in wars, so I don't follow crooked ways." Wang Juan happily looked at the half-strength special forces battalion, and said with his mouth cocked.
Beckham thought "Yes, we just lay ambush upright."