"Kill ......"

Zhou Wu raised his saber high, and under the huge inertia brought by the charge all the way, he slashed hard at a devil machine gunner.

The Heavy reacted quickly, holding the machine gun in both hands and slamming it in front of him, trying to block the rapidly falling saber.

"Bang Bang ......"

In the crisp sound of metal clashing, sabers and machine gun gunfire collided together.

The devil's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked like he had survived the rest of his life.

But before he could rejoice, the tremendous inertia generated by the cavalry assault had already reached him through the saber.

He didn't stand firm for a while, and fell directly to the ground on his back.

The speed of the cavalry was too fast, and the two sides exchanged moments, and it was impossible to have a chance to slash a second sword.

Therefore, Zhou Wu directly put away the saber, raised it above his head again, and killed the next devil under the leadership of the war horse.

As for the devil machine gunner who fell to the ground, there were dozens of cavalrymen behind him with sabers raised. With them, there is no possibility of this devil escaping.

Furuta Nakasa was surrounded by at least two hundred reinforcements, the rifles with bayonets were tightly held in his hands, and the people were surrounded by two circles, front and back, staring vigilantly at the cavalry that had rushed to the road not far away.

In the middle of the encirclement, Furuta Nakasa's face was solemn, and his eyebrows were full of anxious dark colors.

"Bageya Road, the cavalry of the garrison regiment has been killed on the road, why haven't the attacking troops retreated?"

"What is the heavy machine gun squadron for, if we don't come to intercept it, we will be killed by the cavalry."

The captain of the supplementary brigade turned pale, his lips trembled constantly, and he did not speak.

It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it.

The battlefield was too miserable.

In front of the cavalry galloping at high speed, the supplementary soldier with a rifle in hand was not an opponent at all.

Either he was cut in half by the saber of the cavalry, or he was killed by the war horse.

Everywhere the cavalry went, the ground was a mess, full of bloody wounded and corpses, weapons and ammunition discarded at will.

As they fought, some of the reinforcements began to crumble.

They are all the future elites of the imperial army, as long as they replenish their troops and fight two battles with veterans, they will be able to grow up immediately.

However, the cavalry on the rampant road did not give them this opportunity at all.

Kill them like they cut melons and vegetables.

As a direct commander, his heart definitely hurts more than cutting meat.

But now he has nothing to do but be in a hurry.

There were only reinforcements around him, and he led them into the battle to resist the cavalry that rushed forward.

Not only will he not be able to save the imperial army that is being killed, but he will also be killed, and he will lose his wife and soldiers.

So at this moment, apart from heartache, he can only hope for a miracle.

From time to time, his eyes glanced at the village not far away, where the gunfire was constantly ringing, hoping that some troops would come over to reinforce the reinforcement brigade.

"Sir, some troops have rushed out, and they have brought heavy machine guns!" A captain shouted pointing to the entrance of the village.

"Send someone to bring them here at once, block the cavalry head-on, and block their attack, or all of us will finish the game tonight."

"Yes, sir."

The captain didn't say a word of nonsense, and rushed to the entrance of the village with a dozen people.

"Da Da Da ......"

At this moment, a series of unusual strafing sounds suddenly sounded in the night, reaching Furuta Nakasa's ears.

Following the sound of looking over, the hope that had just ignited on his face disappeared in an instant.

At least five tongues of fire suddenly emerged from the bushes next to the road, and meteor-like bullets intertwined with each other, enveloping the captain and a dozen reinforcements in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, these dozen people were beaten into a sieve.

"How can there be the Eighth Route Army there, what are the scouts and guard posts for, why didn't the enemy situation be discovered in advance?" Furuta Nakasa asked with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

No one answered his question.

"Da Da Da ......"

Just as he was about to continue cursing, a string of gunshots rang out again that were denser than before, and they were less than fifty meters away from the bushes where they had just fired.

This time, the Imperial Army, which had just rushed out of the village, was attacked.

At least ten submachine guns, bullets don't need to be like money to spray bullets at devils.

These submachine gunners knew at a glance that they were elite, and the moment they opened fire, they had already drilled out of their hiding spots, and pushed forward while holding fire to the road.

A group of three people work together to be as cunning as a monkey.

Dozens of imperial troops suffered more than half of the casualties before they could react.

By the time the surviving Imperial soldiers lay down and raised their weapons to counterattack, the submachine gunners had already rushed to a position more than thirty meters away from them.

The submachine guns continued to fire, and the bullets whizzed over their heads like money, holding them down and not giving them a chance to look up.

Then I saw several grenades falling from the sky and smashing on the road.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In the violent explosion, the submachine gunner, who was crouching on the ground, got back to his feet and pounced on the road like a leopard......

"Hiss ......"

Furuta Nakasa gasped and exclaimed.

"Bage Yalu, what kind of army is this, how is it so strong in combat, and it is well-equipped, even the submachine guns that the empire is not equipped with are all in one hand!"

"Commando ......"

The captain of the reinforcement brigade replied with a look of despair.

"I heard His Excellency the General say that the garrison regiment has an elite unit, elusive, well-equipped, and very mysterious, and it must be them."

"I didn't expect the garrison regiment to use even this elite unit in order to deal with us."

Furuta Nakasa didn't speak with a calm face, racking his brains to think of a way to break the game.

The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for the imperial army, and if it can't turn defeat into victory immediately, I will definitely have to explain it here tonight.

The heavy artillery brigade is one of the bases for the brigade commander to launch this sweep, and if there is an accident, this confidence is gone, and the brigade is definitely going to have problems with the sweep that the brigade is undergoing.

So it's okay to die yourself, but the heavy artillery brigade definitely can't have a problem.

With this in mind, he immediately ordered: "All troops must hold their positions to the death and resolutely block the cavalry attack." ”

"The supplementary soldiers dispatched death squads, brought grenades and explosives bags to launch a counter-assault on the cavalry, and used grenades and explosives bags to blow up, even if the lives of two imperial soldiers were exchanged for the lives of one cavalry of the Eighth Route Army."

"Contact the troops in the village, and immediately retreat from the battle and here, the sooner the better."

"Send a telegram to the brigade headquarters asking for support."

The captain of the Replenishment Brigade was about to give the order in person, but before the people moved, a communication soldier rushed over panting: "Sir, the troops attacking the village can't be withdrawn. ”

"The Eighth Route Army was too cunning to scatter its troops in the village and fight with us in street battles."

"All the troops that entered the village were scattered, and it was difficult to even assemble, let alone retreat."

"Da Da Da ......"

The gunfire that had just stopped rang out again, and a dozen submachine gunners rushed directly down the road towards their positions.

And that's not all, a cavalry also set its sights on itself after killing two back and forth on the road.

Along the road, brandishing a saber and rushing over. It's very fast.

Furuta Nakasa was frightened, but he didn't lose his mind, and ordered in a hurry: "What are you still doing in a daze, go and give orders!" ”

"The others defended on the spot and resolutely blocked the attack of the Eighth Route Army, and it was a minute to be able to drag it out for a minute."

"The troops were divided into two, and they immediately fired to block the cavalry and submachine gunners who were killed."

"Da Da Da ......"

There are only four crooked handles, two in the front and two in the front, and when they receive the order, they start to hold fire!

However, the gunfire stopped less than three seconds later, and all four machine gunners were spared, and all of them fell to the side.

"There's an Eighth Route Army sharpshooter nearby!" An officer shouted.

"The secondary shooter continued to shoot, as did the rifleman, blocking the enemy attack at all costs."

"Bang Bang ......"

Two gunshots interrupted his order, and he was shot in the chest, staring at the ground with a pair of big eyes.

"It's a sniper, everyone is well hidden!" Furuta Nakasa replied with a calm face.

"I heard from His Excellency the General that the commando team of the garrison regiment has special snipers, and the machine gunners who blocked the cavalry just now must have been killed by the snipers."

Machine guns do not provide cover for fire, and the riflemen are all reinforcements.

Although they are well-trained, they are all first-time on the battlefield, and the first time they are facing death at close range, panic and nervousness are inevitable.

So their shooting accuracy is not half of what they usually train.

In addition, the opponent is very powerful, and he does not give them a chance to aim at all.

Although the guns on the battlefield rang out, the casualties of the assault team and the cavalry company were small, and they kept approaching Furuta Nakasa.

"It's over!"

Nothing has changed on the surface, but he has collapsed inside.

If he hadn't stood in front of his subordinates, he would have slumped on the ground on the spot.

On the high ground of the mountain a kilometer away, Xiao Yuan's face was excited, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

The Fifth Route Cavalry is like five steel chariots, rampage on the highway and invincible.

The devils replenish the troops, artillery, and baggage troops, and they don't even have a chance to fight back, let alone attack.

"We won this battle." Xiao Yuan stood up from the ground and shouted excitedly.

Then he asked the deputy captain next to him, "How many people do we have in our hands?" ”

"There are fifteen more telegraph operators!" The vice-captain replied.

"Leave one operator, everyone else will join me in the battle, our mission is one, to protect the heavy artillery on the road, and the cavalry battalion will protect one if it takes one."

"They still want to kill devils, and they can't separate troops to protect artillery."

"No one knows if there will be little devils on the battlefield who slip through the net and suddenly touch the side of the artillery and blow up those heavy artillery."

"Those artillery pieces were all ordered by the regiment commander, and now they have been eaten in our mouths, and there must be no accidents."

"Kill ......"

After paying a huge price of more than half of the casualties, the cavalry company that attacked Nakata Shanlang finally approached the Devil's Ring Line.

When the first cavalryman raised his saber and rushed to the devil with a roar, the knife fell in his hand, and a blood mark appeared on the devil's chest, and then he fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, his face full of panic.

This time, Furuta Nakasa no longer hid the panic in his heart.

The enemy has rushed to the front, and it is still cavalry, unless a divine soldier descends from heaven, this battle itself will be lost, and it will definitely die.