237: C237 Flying Kite

C237 Flying Kite

Han Qiang led the cavalry to the side and said with a smile, "Later, when we rush up and find the enemy, we will use the kiting tactic to fight against them."

"Kiting?" Luo Tianfang and the cavalry were stunned.

Han Qiang laughed. "Flying kites are the language of the game. Hundreds of them are my bait to lure the monsters. No, it is to lure the enemies and then use long-range firepower to destroy them while they are chasing. "

Luo Tianfang touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Kiting, this word is quite interesting."

Han Qiang smiled and said, "In a while, I will use the super long distance Divine Arm Bow and the speed of the mount. I will continuously harass the enemy. They will not chase after me. I will slowly grind my arrows one by one. If they chase me, you will charge out at the designated location. Shoot them wildly, no matter how many casualties the enemy has suffered. After each of you fire two arrows, immediately retreat and look for another fighter "

Luo Tianfang's eyes lit up. "I didn't expect Director Han to arrange it so well. I, Old Luo, am willing to fight with you. Kill them all!"

In half an hour, 750 people worked together to tear down the base camp completely. Han Qiang cut off half of the flag pole and tied it tightly to his back with a thick hemp rope. After moving his body a bit, he shot a few more arrows and slightly adjusted the position of the rope. Confirming that it did not affect the performance of the battle.

"One hour of preparation time is up. The sand table military exercise has officially begun!"

Following the judge's order, Han Qiang and Yang Rui's teams began to move forward at the same time.

The military exercise of the sand table was the final checkpoint of the Magic City's Divine Grand Entertainment. The equipment prepared by the sand table was amazing. It was even equipped with six helicopters that looked at the battlefield from a bird's eye view from high up in the sky. Recording each and every action of the two parties, then sending the images of the battlefield back to the cable platform on the ground. They were forwarded to the wealthy families of Magic City to watch.

Yang Rui and Han Qiang's adventurous and radical style were two completely different styles. After having the advantage of a hundred people, he also chose to give up on the main camp and brought the army flag and the main force. According to the five groups of scouts, shieldmen, spearmen, archers and cavalry, they steadily advanced towards Han Qiang's base camp.

The images were sent to the audience. Young Master from all the wealthy families praised Yang Rui.

Chen Sheng sighed and said, "Yang Rui is indeed worthy of being one of the four young masters of Magic City who is good at the sand table military exercise. His formation is grand and majestic, and he really has the demeanor of a famous general."

"This guy is really abnormal. He doesn't need any schemes or tricks. He can win with just a thousand men team." Chen Cheng said with regret.

Chen Sheng smiled and said, "Yang Rui knows the terrain of the sand table like the back of his hand. He also has cavalry scouts to investigate. He won't give the enemy a chance to ambush them. Plus, he is in charge of the middle troops. He won't lose."

"I just don't know what Han Qiang will do..."

Before Chen Cheng finished speaking, the screen changed to the area where Han Qiang's base camp was. It was empty in between. There was no one who stayed behind. The base camp had also been completely demolished. He exclaimed, "What the f * ck!? What was Han Qiang playing at? He tore down his own base camp before the fight even started? "

"All of them? That military flag is also gone! "

Chen Sheng also widened his eyes in surprise.

Zhao Hee looked at the messy headquarters on the big screen and frowned. "Han Qiang, that bastard, what kind of trick is he playing?"

Zhao Gang said in a low voice, "In my opinion, he knew that he could not defend the base camp, so he deliberately took the flag and ran away. He wanted to push back when he lost so that he could save some face."

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While everyone was watching the first video and discussing, Han Qiang had already brought the cavalry forward for a long distance. Once again, they confirmed the surrounding terrain. When they were four kilometers away from Yang Rui's camp, he arranged for Luo Tianfang to lead 150 cavalry troops to ambush behind two hills and lead the remaining 100 mounted archers to continue forward.

Han Qiang, who was walking at the front of the group, looked at the scouts appearing in the distance and smiled happily. "Brothers, lay an ambush on the hills on the left and right. In a while, there will be enemies coming."

After Han Qiang finished speaking, he lightly pressed his legs together, and the Bashkiel horse charged forward like a gust of wind.

Yang Rui's scout cavalry saw the enemy flag that suddenly appeared in the distance and was brought over by a man riding on a horse. They could not help but be slightly stunned. "What trick is the enemy playing? Are they ready to surrender the flag as soon as the battle starts?"

"No! We have to go back and report to the commander!" The scout urged his horse to run back, but before he could run far, he heard the sound of the wind coming from his back. He hurriedly dodged, but it was too late.

Doo! Doo!

The scout cavalry felt a strong force coming from behind them. The signal bag on their bodies exploded, bringing with it a cloud of colored smoke.

He turned his head and looked gloomily. The guy who shot the arrow was more than 150 meters away from him. He shook his head with a bitter smile. "This guy shot really far. He actually killed one from far away."

A man in a Gilley suit stood up from the grass nearby and said in a low voice, "You have been killed. Please leave the battlefield immediately. Do not send any messages to the main army."2

Although he was unwilling, the scout cavalry still jumped off the horse, took off their armor and threw their weapons, and ran out of the battlefield alone.

Han Qiang could not help but secretly praise the considerate thinking of the Divine Grand Entertainment.

The sand table military exercise not only used real people as chess pieces, but also killed soldiers. When a person was shot, the horse and the weapons on the person had to be left behind, becoming the enemy's spoils of war.

Han Qiang rushed forward and picked up the long spear he left behind and hung it on the saddle. He turned around and ran to the next scout.

Under his super long range attack, the number of scouts on Yang Rui's side began to decrease rapidly. In less than 20 minutes, 17 scouts had been killed by Han Qiang. The remaining scouts quickly sent the news back.

When Yang Rui heard this, he sneered with disdain, "It's just as I thought. This guy relies on his super strong individual combat strength. If he wants to play tricks on us to lure the enemy into the depths, it's as he wishes. Cavalrymen surround him from the two wings, and the main group speeds up, catching him and the troops that are lying in ambush in one fell swoop!"

"Commander, look!"

After saying that, the captain of the cavalry unit commanded the 300 cavalry to split into two groups, one on the left and the other on the right, and move quickly towards Han Qiang's two wings.

Han Qiang stood on the hill, looking at Yang Rui's army, which was surrounded by a goose formation, in the distance. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he rode his horse forward. He was about 200 meters away from Yang Rui's army. He shot out more than ten arrows towards the sky.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

A series of sounds rang out from within Yang Rui's formation as seven or eight soldiers began to emit colorful smoke. The archers on their side shot back with their bows, but before they could shoot out... Han Qiang had already pulled his horse and turned around to run. The arrows landed on the empty space dozens of meters behind him.

Han Qiang ran for a distance and rode back on his horse. He bent down and pulled out a large number of arrows from the ground and put them in his quiver.

Yang Rui was so angry that smoke was rising from his seven orifices. His right hand tightly clenched into a fist, and he said hatefully, "Cunning little fox, I'll let you die a graveless death later!"

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