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Chapter 4: Reunion (Part 4)

"Don't come to China in the next life," Shao Yong, the commander of the cavalry battalion, muttered to the corpse of Daisuke Matsumura, turning his mount and organizing his brothers to clean up the battlefield

"The elite of the little devil is nothing more than that" Dai Wangshan rode his horse to catch up with Shao Yong from behind, looking left and right, his eyebrows fluttering Before leaving, he was ready for a fierce battle in his heart, but when he really fought with the advance of the Shimomura brigade, he found that the opponent's combat effectiveness was somewhat unworthy of the name From the start of the charge to the present, the total is only about ten minutes, and the Japanese squadron with a full quota of 180 people was cut clean by the Chinese cavalry, which was only slightly more numerous than them, regardless of its initial reaction before the battle And then the speed of the crash was jaw-dropping

"After running for hundreds of miles, no matter how good their physical strength is, they are almost tired, how can they still play at a normal level On the other hand, our side has just rested for half an hour, and both men and horses are full of energy "Shao Yong's understanding of the enemy's situation was obviously more careful than the company commander under him After thinking about it, he shook his head and explained in a low voice

Dai Wangshan was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that he had been a little carried away by the victory before, but in front of his boss, he didn't want to show too timidity, so he grinned and whispered, "Then they should also send more scouts to explore the way in front, otherwise, how could they be caught off guard by us."

"This area has always been deserted, who would have thought that it would happen to meet us Besides, if you want to send scouts, the little devil must also have scouts who are familiar with the road in his hands Otherwise, just send a few waves of people out to wander around Isn't it to send snacks to the wolves" The deputy battalion commander Xu Diding also rode up and followed, and when he heard Dai Wangshan's words, he interjected with a smile

"That's right, if we hadn't been led by the dragon in the clouds, we wouldn't have taken a shortcut from this side, and there would be no people in a radius of dozens of miles, and the people would be barren," Dai Wangshan raised his hand and scratched his scalp, and the expression on his face became more and more embarrassed "The luck of the little devil is too bad, and the luck of the fat man Zhang is really good The whole team has just started to form on this side of the hill, and there are actually bright spots of flashlights on the side of the hill In addition to the little devils, who is willing to order so many flashlights when walking at night."

"Good luck is also a kind of strength," Deputy Battalion Commander Xu Diding took his words and sighed in a low voice, "On the battlefield, sometimes it depends on who is lucky, if there was no east wind back then, Sun Quan, Zhou Yu and others would have become Cao Cao's prisoners, how could there be a three-legged stand later?"

"That's right" Dai Wangshan didn't say anything at all, and turned his gaze to Zhang Songling, who was directing the brothers to clean up the battlefield not far away, with a face full of envy The little black fat man is only in his early twenties He is a full round younger than himself But look at the ability of others, the concentration that is not alarmed, the determination that makes a decision on the spot, and the calmness and calmness after the big victory It can be described by the word "demon" Fortunately, this "demon" is a friendly army, not an enemy Otherwise, when you meet him on the battlefield, your skills are not as good as your luck Isn't it to deliver food to the door

"It's really a pity that I couldn't pull Captain Zhang over" Xu Diding's thoughts in his heart were similar to Dai Wangshan's, and he sighed with a bit of admiration Under the command of Zhang Songling, this battle was won really neatly One squadron of devil soldiers was wiped out The combined losses of the guerrillas and cavalry battalions were only eleven lightly wounded, four seriously wounded, and nine killed were less than one-fifth of the little devils

"Isn't it, our regiment commander is about to kneel down and beg him" Another cavalry company commander stepped forward and followed Xu Diding's words to make fun of Lao Qi's appreciation and wooing of Zhang Songling The entire 93rd Regiment was obvious to all, so many people felt sour in their hearts when they mentioned it, and the words they said also had the smell of old vinegar

"Okay, you guys, don't talk nonsense here, if you have that kind of kung fu, it's better to organize the brothers to pick up more flashlights and come back, we still have to walk a long way at night," Shao Yong, the commander of the cavalry battalion, suddenly felt a wave of irritability in his heart, turned his head, glanced at a few of his subordinates, and ordered in a deep voice

"Yes" Xu Diding and the others quickly stuck out their tongues, pulled their mounts and ran away quickly, The battalion leader has been a little moody recently, and everyone can't feel his pulse, so it's better to hide away so as not to suffer an unwarranted disaster

Looking at the panicked backs of several henchmen, the cavalry battalion commander Shao Yong couldn't help but shake his head and sigh He originally thought that the cavalry battalion had learned almost the skills of the Blackstone guerrillas, but after tonight's battle, he suddenly realized that the distance between the two sides was still tens of thousands of miles

Indeed, at present, in terms of total size, the cavalry battalion is no less than the Blackstone guerrillas, and in terms of equipment and the quality of the horses, it is even much stronger than the former, but the performance in battle, as well as the "spirit" of the brothers, is always through a glass plate, and the opponent's back can be seen, but no matter how hard they try, they can't touch the corners of each other's clothes, especially at the moment when the charge is launched, the entire Blackstone guerrilla team feels like an unsheathed cadre, and will never turn back without drinking the blood of the enemy, while his cavalry battalion is a dart shot indiscriminately It looks like a lot of momentum, but the final lethality is very doubtful

What is the reason for this difference Is it just because the cavalry battalion was formed in too short a time In any case, Shao Yong, as the battalion commander, did not dare to accept this excuse Among the Blackstone guerrillas, there are also many recruits brought by Fang Guoqiang from the south, and there are even many Jianghu men who have come to join in the recent period, but they are well integrated in one place In the battle, it is difficult to see the similarities and differences between recruits and veterans

The behavior of those Jianghu men is really incomprehensible Obviously, the 93rd Regiment is more formal and gives higher treatment They would rather bring their own war horses to join the Blackstone guerrillas Just to have the opportunity to fight side by side with the Yunlong It is the Yunlong Suddenly, Shao Yong's heart lit up with a flash of lightning It is the Yunlong He is the soul of the cavalry in front of him As long as he is there Even if Zhang Fatzi can't dig it up, the combat effectiveness of the cavalry battalion can rise to a level in an instant

"What's the matter, why is Camp Chief Shao sighing here alone" A familiar greeting suddenly came from his ears, which startled Shao Yong, and quickly cut off the nonsense in his mind

"I, I'm a little tired, it's the first time, it's the first time I've run such a long distance, I'm not very comfortable," as if he had been caught as a thief, he blushed, turned his head, and looked at Guoqiang's concerned gaze above

"It's almost there, according to Captain Zhao's introduction, there are only fifteen or sixteen miles left in a straight line from the Qijin River Bridge, "Just after a big victory, Fang Guoqiang's mood looked quite good, and he didn't notice the unnaturalness of Shao Yong's face at all, thought about it, and smiled and comforted

"Well, I should still be able to hold on" Turning his gaze to the battlefield with a weak heart, Shao Yong dodged in response

On the battlefield, the clean-up work has entered the final stage, and the cadres and soldiers of the Blackstone guerrillas and the cavalry battalion of the 93rd Regiment have jumped off their mounts, carrying knives in a pool of blood for the last inspection, and when they see their own brothers who have been killed or seriously injured, they will carry them out and put them in a clean place, waiting for the identity of the hygienist or emergency first aid

"Kill Kaito, kill Kaito....." A lightly wounded devil soldier cried and crawled out from under the corpse, stretching out his right hand at the nearest cavalry of the 93rd Regiment The cavalry who was patrolling was taken aback, and then raised his saber high "Poof" The blood splashed up in an instant The arm of the ghost soldier was cut off along with his neck, and he died so much that he could not die again (Note 1)

"Brothers, uh, as long as the brothers who fell into the hands of the little devils in the past, they will definitely not be able to come back alive," Shao Yong quickly took his eyes off the battlefield, feeling more and more empty

Wantonly slaughtering the enemy's wounded soldiers This seems to be a violation of the Geneva Conventions Fang Guoqiang, who has always acted rigidly, will definitely count the cavalry battalion in front of him, cruel and easy to kill, unorganized and undisciplined Who expected that Fang Guoqiang didn't seem to see the actions of the soldiers of the 93rd Regiment this time He turned his head sideways, looked at the dark hills nearby, and said: "Although the next task is very heavy, but when we set off later, Battalion Commander Shao still ordered to tie the brothers who died on our side to the horses and take them away together The neighborhood is so desolate Let's leave on the front foot." The wolves will pounce on the smell of blood."

"Yes, yes, I'll try my best to arrange it" The cavalry battalion commander Shao Yong nodded again and again, and his good impression of the other party's country was greatly increased, and the hint in the other party's words was already very clear that it was only the forward squadron of the Shimomura Brigade that was annihilated by everyone just now, and then the brothers had to continue to rush to seize the Qijin River Bridge fifteen miles away, and hold on there for at least one morning until the main force of the 93rd Regiment arrived, the task was very heavy, and there could be no accidents, so there was absolutely no energy to take care of the wounded soldiers of the little devils, and once the guerrillas and cavalry battalions rode away The wolves hovering nearby will smell the blood and rush over, rather than leaving the little devil's wounded soldiers to be bitten alive by the wolves, it is better to give them a good time

"Then you are busy first, I'll go to Zhang Fatzi's side and ask him if there is anything I need to do" Fang Guoqiang smiled kindly, and instigated the mount to walk towards Zhang Songling Partnering with Zhang Songling The most comfortable thing is that you can always get surprises Although the little fat man's defense is a little worse Sometimes his political stance is also a mess

Zhang Songling seemed to be infected by Shao Yong at the moment, and he looked a little distracted Fang Guoqiang greeted him several times in succession, but he didn't get a response He couldn't help but feel anxious and stretched out his hand and probed directly into the other party's forehead

"Bang" "Ah" His arm hit the reins of a horse halfway through, and he couldn't help but exclaim, Zhang Songling was also instantly woken up by the exclamation, blushed, and quickly apologized loudly, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now, I didn't hurt you, hurry up and roll up my sleeves to take a look."

"It's okay, hey, it's good that you didn't have a knife in your hand just now," Fang Guoqiang inhaled cold air in pain, and asked with a bitter face, "What's wrong, why did you suddenly become chattering, I just came from Shao Yong's side, and his performance is similar to that of you just now."

"Him?" Zhang Songling raised his eyes and looked at Shao Yong, and then lowered his voice and responded, "I guess he is wondering now, how can the little devil have such a clear grasp of the location of the Ninety-third Regiment?"

"The little devil knows the specific location of the 93rd Regiment " Fang Guoqiang was taken aback, and the feeling of pain in his arm disappeared without a trace in an instant. "Where did you get the news Are there Chinese among the captives I didn't see you capture the captives?"

"The brothers found a map from the battlefield" Zhang Songling looked around again, took out a blood-stained map from his arms, and quietly unfolded it in front of Fang Guoqiang's eyes, "The little devil drew a mark on it, here is our current location, here is the bridge on the Qijin River, here, you see, is it the place where we camped yesterday evening, these places, in the past few days, every day, where we are stationed, the little devils know everything about it."

"Hiss" Fang Guoqiang gasped again, and the expression on his face instantly became very solemn He finally knew the reason why Zhang Songling was so worried before No matter who it was, seeing the marks on this map, the mood would definitely not be able to remain relaxed anymore

The little devil actually knew very well the march route and camping location of the 93rd Regiment, and apart from the 93rd Regiment itself, this information should have been known so clearly only to the top brass of the Northern Route Army; every night after setting up the temporary camp, the communication battalion of the 93rd Regiment would contact the headquarters of the Northern Route Army by telegram to report the situation of the day and the next march plan

Fu Zuoyi had Japanese spies around him, or the relevant information about the 93rd Regiment stolen by someone around Fu Zuoyi, and sent it to another group of people, and then it was sold to the Japanese devils by another group of people at the first time

"What should I do, what are you going to do, directly use the radio to warn the 93rd Regiment and then propose that Lao Qi change the route of the march Is it too late now?"

"It's too late," Zhang Songling thought for a while and shook his head slightly, "If the spy lurks around Fu Zuoyi, the more we detour, the easier it is to fall into the trap I have ordered the signal soldiers to quietly warn Lao Qi in the name of reporting victory, and ask him to rush to the bank of the Qijin River to meet us as soon as possible, but after the meeting, everyone can only continue to rush forward, strive to disrupt the enemy's rhythm, and exchange speed for space."