In the early morning, the dew of the grass has not shone.

"Look, civilians are just civilians after all, and inferior habits have penetrated into their blood. Even if they have the strength to stir up their side, they cannot change their habit of hiking."

On the mound, facing the bitter night wind that had not yet dissipated, Bretta was straight, pointing to the gray-clothed soldiers who were entangled by a gang of cavalry in the distance and said calmly, "So, as long as you send a large number of bows and cavalry to harass the periphery, you can't fight or catch up, they will be at a loss for a short time. Haha, it's really a lack of challenges..."

He chuckled and shook his head, looking dissatisfied. However, before the words were finished, suddenly, boom boom boom, and violent explosions came from a distance. Fires flashed in the archery formation while fighting, and a wave of people and horses were overturned, making it very embarrassing. Even at such a distance, it can be seen that the cavalry team suffered a considerable loss.

After a pause, in Barlow and Geri's joking gaze, Breta's eyes twitched slightly, then he exhaled lightly with a turbid air, and his expression was as usual, "Of course, this purple-bore cannon is indeed a good thing."

Although it is inevitable that he was slapped in the face after he finished speaking, I have to say that Breta's comment just now is still very reasonable.

The current gray-clothed army system is indeed not mature, especially the lack of essential cavalry, which also hinders their tactical changes. Of course, Frey and others also know this problem, but it is almost impossible to solve it.

The reason is very simple, no horse!

This horse is not an ordinary horse, but a well-trained war horse. This is a strategic resource in Bran, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it, let alone a large-scale purchase.

Although the gray-clothed army in the past lacked war horses, after more than ten years of accumulation, there were still several cavalry brigades formed. However, in Shuguang City, the retreat to the harsh environment and the rugged and narrow mountain roads, the war horses could not walk at all and could only be discarded. Now that Putian has come out, it is naturally even more impossible to form a cavalry organization.

The disadvantages of lack of cavalry have not been reflected in previous siege battles, but they are fully exposed in the field battles. Cavalry come and go like the wind, and they can go as they fight, and the infantry will certainly not be able to catch up. Just like at present, if the range of the purple-bore cannon is much further than that of the bow and arrow, and the situation of the gray-clothed army would be even more difficult.

Of course, this does not mean that the gray-clothed army has a bright future and is defeated. The purple-mounted cannon that emerged from nowhere can change the current war pattern, which is not just a matter of saying. Although the gray-clothed army does not have cavalry, the purple-mounted cannon with a medium killing distance can be restrained to a certain extent. This can be verified by the actual battle example of Zi Yi leading the army to raid thousands of miles, driving away the wild wolf riding like a dog, and successfully rushing to the Beihuang Imperial City...

But now, it is the first time that it has encountered a large-scale cavalry field battle, and the situation is like this all night - the cavalry of the Tiger Roaring Legion attacks everywhere, like headless flies, or like zombies with tarsia, constantly rushing into the gray-clothed military defense zone, as if going crazy, it is really confusing.

The gray-clothed army was obviously not prepared for this. Although most of them fought away the opponent's cavalry as they were in front of them, it was a small victory. However, they were completely unaware of the opponent's real purpose, and the thousands of elite cavalry hidden behind the inconspicuous hills!

"Okay. 6 am. The last blockade line, break through!" Looking at the gray-clothed soldier who was gradually moving away until he disappeared, Bretta groped through the hourglass in his hand, and his slightly protruding mouth raised slightly, revealing his confident expression in his grasp.

It's really like a arrogant rooster... Barlow curled his lips when he saw this and asked impatiently: "Okay, I'll go around for a night. Now I can tell you your complete plan. What should we do?"

"I'm wrong, it's not you, it's just me." Breta said with a chuckle, "According to the previous agreement, you can only assist from the side. Now there are battlefields everywhere within a hundred miles. If you are itchy, you can lead the battle yourself, and I will not interfere. Well, good luck."

"Your mother!" Even though Gary was quite cunning, he heard that he had been in vain to lead the army around that night, so he couldn't help but pinch his fists. He finally resisted the strong impulse of slamming the arrogant rooster in his heart, without any trace of Fengchen's clean face! He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "What about you! Where are you?"

"The plan has not yet come to really solve the mystery... Well, since you two want to know so much, it's okay to talk about it." Looking at Barlow and the other two who were obviously on the verge of storm, Bretta shrugged and pointed easily at the mountain ahead. "For a quarter of an hour, you can see a small town called Pia. The gray-clothed rebel leader has been there since he checked in last night and has not moved."

"Uh, can you confirm the authenticity of this information?" Gary was stunned when she heard this, with a look of suspicion. You should know that this is an enemy-occupied area, and it is conceivable how difficult it is to obtain real-time information, not to mention that it is just one night apart.

"Haha, I know what you want to ask... Well, do you know what my biggest gain in the south in the years since I was away from the frontline? It is not that I know the so-called big men who have a big belly and are actually extremely dirty. Instead, I spent a lot of time to understand the knowledge of only partial sects in the past, such as alchemy and magic..."

Barlow interrupted with great annoyance: "If you have farts, let it go! You don't want to tell us that you have become a magician, right?"

"Ha, it's certainly impossible to become a magician, but it's okay to borrow some magic items." Bretta waved his hand back indifferently, and the soldiers behind carefully raised something like a wooden cabinet. Except for the lack of a cover above, the wooden cabinet was sealed tightly on all sides.

Looking out, there was a stone slab covered with mysterious patterns in the wooden cabinet, which looked like a grimace at first glance. There was also a thin crystal column of different lengths and bonded tower made of strange hollowed-out model, which looked very strange overall.

"What?" Barlow and Gary looked at each other blankly, knowing nothing about this item that obviously belongs to the category of magic.

"Sound Transmission Magic Formation." This time, Bretta did not keep it a secret, but simply said the name of the weird thing. Then he took out a piece of blue prism crystal and pressed it into the groove of the stone slab. Barlow and the others knew this thing, it was a valuable philosopher's stone.

When the magic stone was completely inlaid into the rune stone slab, the mysterious lines suddenly lit up, and blue water lines gathered along the lines towards the crystal tower. In an instant, the spire of the tower burst out with bright light like a diamond.

At this time, Breta leaned over and approached the wooden cabinet and asked in a low voice: "How is the situation now?"

"General, everything is normal." In the stunned eyes of Barlow and Gary, a slightly awkward voice that did not contain any feelings suddenly appeared out of thin air. Because of getting closer, they could certainly hear that the sound was actually coming from the crystal tower... They paused, "They haven't come out of the hotel in the west of the city and shouldn't have woken up."

"Continue to monitor and report on situations in a timely manner."

"Yes, General."

Straighten his body, Bretta looked at Barlow and his two unconcealed shocked expressions, and his lips raised slightly: "Haha, do you think it's magic? This is the power of magic. As long as two sound transmission arrays are built, they can achieve instant conversations. Of course, the sound will be a little distorted, and the distance should not be too far. It consumes a lot, so this philosopher's stone can last for more than ten minutes... But this is not important, right? The other party is in the city now. Well, I hope I won't disturb their sleep after I pass. After all, this is their last sleep!"

What Barlow disliked the most was Bretta's arrogant attitude of everything in the plan. Although he was shocked when he heard this, he still said disdainfully: "Just a little thing... Even if you know that the other party is in the city, what can you do if you know that the other party is in the city? Can you go in, but can you guarantee a timely retreat afterwards? You must know that this is the territory of the gray-clothed army, and there are soldiers of the gray-clothed army everywhere. Be careful that someone will cut off the back and will directly surround the city!"

"Haha, this is not to worry about. You know, I never do things that I am unsure of." Bretta shook his head and laughed, holding the hourglass and said mysteriously, "Everything can be calculated... Do you think those gray-clothed soldiers can still get close to here?"

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Chapter completed!