After defeating the vanguard of Zhenxi Army, Lin Chuan's army plunged into the central plains of the Gyeonggi Province, which was the best site for the decisive battle in this vast wilderness.

The central plains of Gyeonggi Province were once the most prosperous and fertile land a few months ago, because it is not only close to Wangjing, the political and economic center of the Far Eastern dynasty, but also the land is fertile and densely populated, and the people are far more prosperous than the rest of the areas.

But when the army led by Lin Chuan headed west along the avenue, all the bones, dead people, scorched earth, barren fields and ruins of the village were seen along the way. They walked dozens of miles without a population, and the entire area became an uninhabited area.

Seeing such a tragic situation, the Central Army cavalry who cooperated with Linchuan's troops were full of murderous aura and their eyes were full of anger, because most of them were from the Gyeonggi province, and their parents, wives and children lived in the Gyeonggi province. Now they have lost contact with their wives, children and families for a long time. They can naturally guess what the ending is.

"These beasts!" The cavalry commander roared angrily, wielding his sword to cut the small trees beside the road into two pieces. The iron-bending man burst into tears because his hometown was in the central plains of the Gyeonggi Province.

Lin Chuan was also in a particularly heavy mood. Facing the ruins and bones along the way, even if the war was won, he wanted to restore the place to its original prosperity and prosperity. I don’t know how much manpower and material resources it would take. Obviously, the Far Eastern dynasty now has no energy to do such things.

After the vanguard of Zhenxi Army was defeated by Lin Chuan's army, the marshal Fang Rui of Zhenxi Army gave up the plan to block Long Han's army outside the plain, and instead allowed them to enter the plain area and prepare for a decisive battle.

On March 30, the Linchuan Legion quietly surrounded Orleans, a small town in the central plains. None of the Western Army stationed in the town escaped and were all destroyed.

The fall of the small town of Orleans marked the entry of the army led by Long Han into the core area of ​​the Gyeonggi Province. The subsequent troops continued to arrive in the central plain. In just a few days, more than one million troops gathered in the central plain of the Gyeonggi Province.

The scouts of both sides galloped along the 100-mile front line. Although the army of both sides was still a certain distance, the battle between the scouts of the scouts had already started a long time ago.

The scouts kept infiltrating the opponent's depth to inquire about the configuration of their troops, and at the same time they needed to drive the enemy's scouts out of their defense zones. Therefore, infiltration and reverse infiltration, fighting and fighting are taking place every day. Although the decisive battle has not begun, the air is already filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Boss, another team of enemy scouts came." Yang Sen issued a warning to Feng Qingyang and others who were cleaning the battlefield.

Feng Qingyang and others took quick action to pull off the military card of the dead Zhenxi Army scout on the ground and put it in their arms, then turned over to the horse.

Although the special operations battalion belongs to the battalion level, the actual number is not large. After a series of battles and eliminations, there are only about 200 left. On the eve of the war, they were organized into various scout teams by Lin Chuan to train their reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance abilities.

The scouts of Zhenxi Army came very quickly. When Feng Qingyang and his team were just rolling over to evacuate, a team of ten scouts of Zhenxi Army had already rode their horses to kill them.

"Brothers, slaughter them!" Seeing the ground lying full of corpses of companions, the scouts of the West Town Army were immediately furious, and rode their horses and slashed their swords, and the horse's hooves broke through the ground, and the soil flew.

"Overbial powers—" Feng Qingyang saw the scout of Zhenxi Army coming, and said two words disdainfully. Although they were only five, they did not take the cavalry of Zhenxi Army seriously.

"Lin Cunzhi, protect yourself." Feng Qingyang turned his head and told a young and young soldier.

Lin Cunzhi nodded after hearing Feng Qingyang's instructions, silently pulled out his iron rod and held it tightly in his hand. His young face looked at the scouts of Zhenxi Army who were rushing towards him and felt a little nervous.

Lin Cunzhi's original name was Sun Cunzhi. He was a refugee orphan rescued by Lin Chuan. Later, he joined the Youth Camp under Lin Chuan. Because of his outstanding performance, he became an officer in the Youth Camp. In order to repay Lin Chuan for saving his life, he changed his name by himself, and hundreds of people changed his name with him.

This time, the Youth Battalion selected some excellent soldiers to be incorporated into the Special Forces Battalion and followed the soldiers of the Special Forces Battalion to carry out missions, mainly to train the practical combat abilities of these young soldiers.

"Kill--" After Feng Qingyang spit out the word "kill" from his mouth, his legs suddenly squeezed his horse's belly, and his body had already jumped out.

The other special soldiers rushed out while Feng Qingyang rode his horse out. Lin Cunzhi was slightly slower, but he followed and killed him.

This was a small-scale battle between the scouts and the Qing cavalry. There were only six scouts from Zhenxi Army who came to Feng Qingyang and the others, and four of them wanted to go around Feng Qingyang and the others from both sides, and wanted to cut off their retreat and wipe them out.

The horse's hooves rumbled, and the two sides raised their swords and collided hard. Feng Qingyang waved the sword in his hand vigorously. Under the dual effects of strength and speed, the oncoming scout of Zhenxi Army was cut into two pieces, and blood and internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

The other three special soldiers also raised their swords and fell like cutting melons and vegetables, cutting off the heads of the enemy they were facing, and their headless bodies rolled to the ground.

Lin Cunzhi fell behind Feng Qingyang and the others. Two scouts from the Western Army also stared at the same time, who looked a little thin. They slashed towards Lin Cunzhi with a ferocious expression.

"Kill!" Seeing the two scouts of the Zhenxi cavalry in front of him, Lin Cunzhi was nervously about to pop out. He shouted loudly and cheered himself up. Suddenly, he let go of the reins of the war horse with both hands, and his powerful hand held the iron stick tightly, smashing the body of the Zhenxi cavalry in the body.

The sword of the cavalry scout in Zhenxi Army was still a distance away from Lin Cunzhi's body, but the whistling iron rod had already hit them violently.

The iron rod hit the abdomen of Zhenxi Army. With a scream, the body of the Zhenxi Army's cavalry seemed to encounter strong resistance. It had twisted into a strange bow shape, flew backwards and rolled heavily to the ground.

Lin Cunzhi swung two sticks from the left and right, just in the flash of lightning. The two cavalry scouts of Zhenxi who were killing him had been knocked out, leaving no one in the empty war horses running forward.

However, due to lack of experience, Lin Cunzhi, who knocked away two enemies, did not grab the reins in time under the backlash of his strength, and fell off the horse with a plop. He only felt a dizzy turn and then lost consciousness.

"Hey, wake up, wake up." Feng Qingyang and the others surrounded Lin Cunzhi and patted the dizzy Lin Cunzhi, constantly calling him.

Fortunately, Lin Cunzhi finally woke up slowly after a while, which made Feng Qingyang and the others relieved.

"Good boy, you scared me to death." Although Yang Sen was complaining, his face was full of smiles.

"Is the enemy... dead?" The first thing Lin Cunzhi did when he woke up was to care about his enemies.

Feng Qingyang pointed to the body of Qingqi, the scout in the distance, who was motionless in the Zhenxi Army, and praised: "It's really good. You killed two enemies when you first went to battle. I'll go back to ask you for me."

Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Lin Cunzhi smiled on his face. He had been training in the youth camp for more than a year, and now he has received praise from his seniors, which made the young man Lin Cunzhi very happy.

Ling Feng looked at Lin Cunzhi with excitement and reminded: "Next time, you would rather kill one less enemy than protect yourself. If you fight among thousands of troops, your fall will mean death, do you know?"

Thinking of this, Lin Cunzhi couldn't help but feel scared and nodded hard.

"Don't scare him, after all, it's his first time, just be careful next time." Frost beauty Tie Rui comforted Lin Cunzhi and gave encouraging eyes to the brave boy.

"It's getting late, let's withdraw and send back the information we've investigated." Feng Qingyang spoke. (To be continued)
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