Chapter 85: Breaking the Blockade
Yang Chaoran sneered and disappeared into the darkness.
The devil cavalry was divided into groups of three, one group acted separately, reported to the surrounding garrison, verified the authenticity, and the other three groups, like the drive of the tarsus, followed closely.
One of the groups, which was following, was on the left side of the convoy, thinking that it was seamless, silent, and clever, and not on guard, when the last devil cavalry suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind them, so cool!
On a hot day, a cold wind blows, and of course the devil is cool!
However, for the sake of this coolness, the devil was shivering in the spirit, and he felt this cold breath, like a poisonous snake, wrapped around his neck and strangled deeply into his neck!
No, it's cold to the bone marrow!
It feels so weird at all!
He was surprised, lowered his head slightly, touched it with his hand, and boomed, chasing the temperature at which the scorching heat could be burned, it was hot blood!
He was taken aback, still imagining why this was happening, and how to deal with it, when suddenly, his brain went blank, his mind disappeared for the time being, and his head tumbled off his neck by itself, and rolled off his horse like a watermelon, and fell into the endless darkness.
In a word, he was suddenly jumped up behind by Yang Chaoran and cut his neck with a dagger!
The corpse of the devil, the headless corpse, was still swaying on horseback, and the war horse was very alert and very intelligent, and immediately stood still.
A dark figure grabbed the devil's corpse and dragged him off his horse, and he rolled over and jumped on it.
The black shadow is, of course, Yang Chaoran.
Haha, infantry fighting cavalry, so easy, who is that, who is who, actually said that the cavalry on the plain is the nemesis of the infantry, I rub, if you have a face, you reach out and ask me to kiss me lightly!
When I got on the horse, I didn't want the riding gun on the devil's back, so I asked for the devil's saber.
Hehe, weigh it, it's so cool!
His vision is still pitch black, his grandmother is a little devil, in the dark, driving a war horse, that sneaky, a thief with a weak heart, tiptoeing, and his nature is difficult to change!
However, there is a slight amount of visibility.
Tonight, the stars are not bright, the Milky Way is nowhere to be seen, the crescent moon is hiding from cats, and the clouds weigh a thousand weights.
Very gloomy weather.
With his extraordinary hearing and perceptual comprehensive ability, and with his extraordinary eyesight, Yang Chaoran easily confirmed the whereabouts of the devil.
The second devil cavalry was advancing, and a person came on the right, and the familiar smell of the horse made him not only not smell bad or uncomfortable, but was very excited and sneezed pleasantly!
Hit it out, and he felt bad.
It's secretly tracking.
Poof, a cold wind, he felt like a god!
Fluttering, the body flew up, I rubbed it, is this cultivation refinement?
This kind of enjoyment disappeared for a short time, and then, this little prince of the imperial army, found that there was a brilliant starlight in front of him, and suddenly came, and suddenly left, whoosh, gone.
Then, his world was left with boundless darkness.
Darkness came with waves, and suddenly, there was another blank.
Gotcha, it's broken!
The little devil's mind and physiological abilities were all fragmented and came to the end of his life!
The third devil cavalryman, with his head poked forward, and behind his back, a man patted him on the shoulder, not with his hands, but with the back of his knife. 】
Feeling humiliated, he got angry and turned his head.
Poof, it's a little clear under the neck.
Little fresh, little fresh, little fresh......
He fell down and died.
Attacking the enemy in the dark is Yang Chaoran's best skill, and the reason why he, a top soldier king, has zero casualties in twelve super missions, the most important thing is his talent.
I was born with talent, dear.
This kind of genius, then, within a few minutes, let the other devil cavalry who followed and pursued, secretly monitor, all suffer, like cherry blossoms blooming, it was so short, so miserable!
Nine military horses, nine cavalry rifles, nine sabers, nine pistols, plus two grenades per person, and the weapons of the devil cavalry were all in the hands of Yang Chaoran's guerrillas.
Some bold guerrillas, so the shotguns were exchanged for artillery, and became cavalry kings!
These people, although they are instinctively kind and obedient in the face of little devils, but once someone activates it, their energy is stimulated.
Yang Chaoran explained a few words, and everyone rushed to get on the horse.
Marty, we're not even afraid of death, we're still afraid of riding?
All cavalry equipment, that feeling, old!
After eliminating the enemy's cavalry and farts worms, Yang Chaoran urged everyone to step up their actions.
Moreover, they revised the direction of progress.
In the second wave, what was encountered was the vigilance of the puppet army, at a crossroads, a group of puppet soldiers waited again, flashlights, dogs barked, pulled bolts, drank passwords, and were happy.
Yang Chaoran got the news and rode forward in person.
At this time, there were puppet army officers and a few puppet soldiers, babbling proudly, reprimanding the coachman who led the team in front.
Yang Chaoran stepped forward and shone himself with a flashlight.
"What kind of troops are you? See me? We are the Imperial Army's transport food team, baggage troops, what are you working on? ”
Yang Chaoran was full of gangsterism, with a breeze on his sleeves, riding on horseback, swaggering, and his face was hideous.
The puppet army was stupid, and hurriedly smiled: "It turned out to be Taijun?" ”
Yang Chaoran was unmoved, "Your smile is so disgusting, can you change it?" ”
The puppet army was also angry, and suddenly, he showed a stammering talent: "Taijun, you can't bury people like this, I, Zhao Erliuzi, am also the platoon commander of the Imperial Cooperative Army, I was ordered to block and inspect this area, the Yamaguchi squadron leader said, anyone who passes by must be inspected, and as long as there is any suspicion, I can detain all the prisoners and bring them back for interrogation!" ”
Yang Chaoran sighed: "I see, Baga, which mountain pass?" ”
Zhao Erliuzi was rightly arrogant and stammered and roared: "Yamaguchi is the captain of the squadron!" ”
Yang Chaoran took the saber from the saddle bridge, whoosh, a knife flower, rested on the neck of the puppet army platoon commander: "Yamaguchi is on top? Just that bastard? That scumbag? He and I were classmates, but I was one year older than him, and every time I fought, he was beaten by me to pee his pants and beg for mercy on his knees! That coward, to join the Imperial Legion, is really a shame for the Empire! Platoon Commander Zhao, do you say, is the squadron leader the captain or the captain of the brigade, or is the wing commander's officer bigger? ”
Zhao Erliu saluted and stubbornly stiffened his neck: "Taijun, do you still need to say this?" What the hell do you mean! ”
Hehe, this guy has a stiff neck, and he doesn't stutter anymore.
Yang Chaoran was righteous and stern, and his voice was full of emotion: "I am ordered by Captain Tosa, and by the order of Captain Yamamoto, to collect grain and grass and reserve materials for the new assault force of the imperial army, you say, your dogskin squadron leader, can you obstruct this matter?" ”
The platoon commander of the puppet army hurriedly bowed: "I'm sorry, Taijun, I was wrong, however, I have to call Yamaguchi Taijun!" ”
Yang Chaoran smiled: "If you want the west, you call!" ”
He ordered that the flashlights of the entire convoy should be irradiated at the puppet army outpost!
In this way, more than 20 puppet soldiers were so irradiated that they all squinted their eyes and couldn't open them. 、
They didn't dare to get angry, so they could only endure it.
Yang Chaoran snorted, and Sun Shaoping immediately led the guerrillas, charged, surrounded, captured, and disarmed all the puppet troops.