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The horses pawed the ground restlessly, and fifty hussars stood in a triangle on the grass, chattering.

Beastmen wearing leather armor and feather pendants sat on saddles, with knee-high riding boots covering their calves.

They wore no armor or helmets, which was inconsistent with the tactical positioning of the Hussars.

But they will wear a carved hood in the style of a lycanthrope.

The hoods were made of leather, linen, wood strips and feathers, and then painted.

When viewed from the front, this hood looks like a monster with a big mouth, and the face of the orc hussar is sticking out of the mouth.

This is the traditional clothing of the beastman barbarians, and only the bravest warriors can wear it.

Most of these head masks are made of fear hood and fierce hood. Recently, due to the change of priests, some beastmen have begun to use Huo hood.

Every time Horn saw that face with green face and fangs but could barely recognize it as his own, Red Bean Paste couldn't hold back.

Seeing that the Hussars had finished forming up, Horn turned and signaled to the flag-bearing officer beside him.

Two small flags waved, and Grush immediately received the order.

"March forward quickly!" Grush raised his saber high and shouted loudly while swinging it down suddenly.

As soon as the order was given, the orc hussars roared in unison.

The charge began with the loud neighing of war horses.

The war horses' limbs suddenly exerted force, causing dust to fly on the grass, but the beastmen on their backs, although they had only been trained for more than a week, were able to sit steadily.

With their cloaks flying, strong winds passed by their sides and their horses' tails swung into thousands of silk threads in the air.

Like a rushing torrent, the Hussars bent their bodies, leaned forward, and aimed their sabers at the wooden dummies not far away.

The tangled animal bones, the sharp blades, and the runes engraved on them sparkle in the sun.

"Charge! Assault!"

The cavalry in the front acted as the spearhead, piercing the air at astonishing speed.

As the distance to the dummy shortened, the ground began to tremble slightly, the grass blades were bent and broken, and the rising dust turned into misty war clouds, chasing their horses' butts forward.

The hussars turned sideways and slashed their sabers across the wooden dummies.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the hussars passed by one after another, with the targets on their sides shaking constantly.

There were also cases where one accidentally turned sideways, after all, their training lasted only two and a half weeks.

But those hussars who were almost lying on their horses' backs, as if violating the laws of physics, did not fall off their horses, but miraculously stood up again.

Every time he saw such a scene, Horn couldn't help but sigh that beastmen were beasts.

Their tails sway from side to side, and the dual balance tubes in their human and animal ears allow them to have far greater balance than humans.

This was one of the reasons why Horn recruited lycanthropes as hussars.

Horn discovered the characteristics of these beastmen when they were serving as scouts.

Although knights' talent in breathing techniques is much worse than that of humans, they have extraordinary sensory functions.

Great balance, clear vision, and outrageous hearing.

They seem to have an innate talent for riding and can quickly become familiar with horses.

It's only been two and a half weeks, and their riding skills are better than some people who have been training for two months.

There was only one problem that bothered Horn and Grush.

"Hey hey hey! Where are you running to? Spin around, spin around, just like I taught you!"

Anxious roars were heard in his ears, and Grush, along with several Holy Gun Cavalrymen, chased after them madly.

But Grush's shouting was of no use. The orc hussars cheered and charged forward, not noticing that there was a small river more than one meter deep in front of them.

Horn shook his head slowly. Although these beastmen were brave, their IQs were generally problematic.

This is not Horn criticizing the race. It is not known whether these beastmen have inbred relatives due to their relationship, but their IQ is generally problematic.

Horn once heard a rumor that beastmen were weapons of war created by the Aiel people, so they were born with low intelligence.

But Shilov is a beastman.

Her IQ cannot be said to be as pure as before, but at least she can be said to be a genius.

Just like the previous Battle of Pavia, those beastman scouts were ordered to withdraw, but they insisted on staying in front of the battlefield.

Most of them are the type who don't care about anything when they are hot-blooded.

Most importantly, they only care about eating and not fighting, so Horn's piety infusion rod has little effect on them.

Not only that, these beastmen still cling to tradition. The beastmen in Kitazawa are better, as they have been influenced by civilization and their traditions are relatively advanced.

The beastman barbarians in Nanze are different. They have the habit of carving.

They always carved the heads of the gods they respected and put them on their battle flags.

Thinking of this, Horn turned around and looked up, and saw the Hussar flag with tassels on his side.

On the battle flag, the three heads of Brother Kong, Brother Meng and Brother Huo were hugging each other back to back, looking in different directions.

You, can't you just believe in Saint Jeanne? Why do you have to catch me?

"Your Majesty..." Grush, with his trouser legs soaked with water, walked over with an awkward smile on his face.

"The training is good..." Horn left half of the sentence unsaid, not knowing what to say, "Not bad, let's strengthen the discipline."

"Your Majesty, next time you come, I promise to make them obedient." Grush hurriedly defended himself in order to reduce his sentence.

"It's okay, just do your thing, I won't disturb you, I'm leaving now."

After bidding farewell to Grush and the Hussar training camp, Horn ran towards Fort Jeanne d'Arc under the protection of the gendarmes and the Holy Musketeers.

His body rising and falling with the horse, Horn was still thinking about the problems of these hussars.

His purpose in setting up these hussars was to address the Salvation Army's shortcomings in pursuing the enemy.

Although the Holy Gun Cavalry had wiped out the Imperial Order Company, they still let many Extraordinary Knights escape and failed to destroy too many manpower.

The role of the Hussars was to pursue and harass, attacking baggage trains before the battle, harassing and entangling the flanking cavalry during the battle, and pursuing and killing the retreating enemy forces after the battle.

Next, Horn will definitely fight with the Ibe Knights of Jinhe Township.

Unlike the Kush Territory which was covered with hills, ponds and forests, the Jinhe Township was a vast plain, and the terrain disadvantage for the infantry was quite obvious.

If they sent out light cavalry to harass the enemy before the battle and hinder the pursuit after the battle, and wait for the scattered cavalry to regroup, the battle would be endless.

When will these beastmen be more reliable?

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Horn slowed down his horse, walked through the middle of the street, and stopped in front of the city hall.

Handing the reins to the servant, Horn looked at the town hall in front of him. The dazzlingly complex Gothic patterns had been removed and replaced with simple gear patterns with a metallic luster.

Tucking his leather gloves into the belt around his waist, Horn walked toward the door of the city hall.

The originally damaged ground was repaired and glued together with mortar and stone slabs, so even if hard wooden wheels passed over it, there would not be much vibration.

On the stone pillars at the entrance of the town hall, the statues of two generations of Dukes of Kush were removed and replaced by two sphinxes.

Horn walked briskly past the two statues, but then his steps suddenly slowed down.

He turned around, walked quickly forward, and walked around to the front of the Sphinx. He stared at it for a few seconds, and his whole body froze.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Armand, who was originally standing at the door to greet him, came forward curiously.

"What is this?" Horn turned his head and pointed at the stone statue and asked.

Armand looked over Horn's shoulder and said, "A sphinx... No, that's not right. How come this is your face, with two fangs?!"

This is not a Sphinx, it is clearly a statue of Hogre!

"What's going on?" Seeing the decorator passing by, Armand jumped over and grabbed him.

The craftsman looked at Horn, whose face turned black, and realized that something was wrong. He replied timidly, "I, I thought you liked this..."

"Who told you that?"

"K, Chrispa."

Horn's eyes darkened, and he forced a smile: "Okay, there's nothing for you to do now, go away."

"Okay, okay." The craftsman fled as if he had survived a disaster.

Horn whispered, "Hurry up and find that old bastard Pasrick..."

"No need for you to look for me, I'll come by myself." With a burst of hurried footsteps, Pasrick appeared in front of Horn with heavy steps.

"you……"

"Let's talk about revenge later. I have important military intelligence." Before Horn could finish his words, Pasrick interrupted him seriously.

"what?"

"We have received news that a large army has appeared outside the border. They are most likely the Ibe Knights from Jinhe Township!"

Pasrick took a deep breath and said, "The war has begun."

(End of this chapter)