Before he could get closer, Wang Zhibang shouted at Tian Liuwa with his throat pulled:

"That's right, this is the fucking war, and it's not what the men with the handles do! I'll press up another group, and I'm sure those brutes who don't know how to beat him don't even know his mother! ”

Tian Liuwa smiled faintly:

"Brigade Commander Wang, you have also seen the situation in front of us, I am afraid we will not be able to hold out for too long; Your men are ready to take over the line of defense;

If you press it now, the enemy will definitely increase its troops, and then Xinghe will be really dangerous. ”

Wang Zhibang was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked:

"You mean just let your people fight in front like this? But you are clearly down, can't you see it? ”

"I can see it, but I'll try to delay as much time as possible, you immediately let your men strengthen the fortifications and organize the defense, and then you will take over the battlefield when we can't stand it anymore." Tian Liuwa's words were categorical, and she didn't give Wang Zhibang a chance to argue at all.

Indeed, Tian Liuwa grasped the timing of the order to counterattack very well, and also minimized the casualties of the independent battalion.

But there was also a Kasawara task force on the other side, and the combat effectiveness of those soldiers was far from being comparable to that of today's independent battalions, which were mainly recruits.

Although those recruits did not show a trace of cowardice in the moment of life and death, even if they were seriously injured, as long as they still had a breath, they would try their best to kill the enemy with their last strength, but they still could not reverse the decline.

On the battlefield, the two warriors were back to back, and they had already lost their breath of life, but they never fell.

After killing them, the enemy used the bayonets of the two of them to penetrate the two corpses, and also took off the sun flag from the muzzle of the devil and put it over their heads to humiliate them.

With the addition of the Kasawara Task Force, the 115th Regiment fought more and more easily and smoothly, successfully dividing the soldiers of the independent battalion into more than a dozen small battle circles, constantly consuming their vital strength.

Although the gunfire has decreased since the beginning of the white-knuckle battle, the number of soldiers who have died has risen rapidly.

Their blood is sprinkled on the ground under their feet, and they are trying their best to defend the dignity of a country and a nation with their lives, but they don't know how many numb souls can be awakened.

Tian Liuwa stood in the distance and looked through a telescope without saying a word.

Defending this position is the task given to him by Liu Hui; People are there, the position is there!

Through the binoculars, he saw more than a dozen soldiers surrounded by thirty or forty puppet soldiers, and the bright bayonets flashed from time to time, bringing up blood and light.

One by one, the warriors fell, their young faces full of pain and unwillingness.

As the commander, Tian Liuwa couldn't save their lives at the moment, and could only watch them fall one by one.

Putting down the binoculars, Tian Liuwa raised her hand and looked at the time.

There was still an hour before Liu Cheng's set time, and at this time, the casualties were close to half, the enemy's offensive was more fierce, and there seemed to be signs of continuing to increase troops.

If this trend continues, they can hold on for another half an hour at most, which is already the limit.

Because the fewer troops remain, the faster the rate of attrition, and the hard work will not be able to effectively delay time.

Just when Tian Liuwa was about to resist asking Wang Zhibang for help, she suddenly felt a slight vibration from the ground under her feet.

Immediately afterward, he heard the sound of horses' hooves and the growing shouts of slaughter in the distance.

Tian Liuwa's nerves, which had only been tense, suddenly relaxed, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Because he knew, the cavalry company, was coming!

That's right, the sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing came from the galloping cavalry company, who, under the leadership of Hao Dabao, brandished the sabers in their hands and rushed straight to the battlefield in an indomitable and unstoppable posture, which instantly caused a strong panic in the hearts of the enemy.

In this kind of white-knuckle combat, the impact of cavalry is indeed huge.

Not to mention the puppet army, even if it is a regular Japanese army, when facing a cavalry charge, it can only choose to temporarily avoid the edge.

Hao Dabao waved the big knife in his hand and rushed to the front, shouting angrily:

"Brothers! Kill all these beasts in front of you and avenge your dead brother! ”

This kind of language is indeed a little inappropriate, and it will seem a little bit of a gangster; But on the battlefield, such language is much more useful than high-sounding preaching.

At the very least, it can stimulate the fighting spirit of the fighters to a certain extent, and then catalyze the ferocity of all the fighters with the courage of some people.

Soldiers on the battlefield may not have strong combat effectiveness and accurate shooting skills, but that tyranny and ferocity must be had.

To describe it in more vivid, but slightly vulgar words, this is called the soft afraid of hard, the hard afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal afraid of stunned, and the stunned afraid of dying.

If a person or even a group of people fights in a desperate situation, even if they are defeated in the end, at least they will plant a seed of fear in the hearts of the enemy.

The Japanese do not have three heads and six arms, on the contrary, their figure is still struggling below the horizontal line; Being bullied by such a little devil with dwarf blood is a sorrow and a shame for every Chinese.

The big knife in Hao Dabao's hand slashed and slashed, and the momentum of the war horse continued unabated, instantly disrupting the favorable situation that the 115th Regiment had managed to occupy.

Although Kasahara Kawakiichi mobilized those tanks to block and intercept at the first time, in an attempt to disrupt the cavalry's charging formation, in the face of a thousand-strong cavalry, the role of several tanks was not obvious.

What's more, Hao Dabao has been prepared.

The arm-thick hemp rope was twenty meters long, and the two ends were tied to the saddles of twenty or thirty war horses.

The war horse, which was completely fast, clearly taught Kasahara Kawaki a lesson at this moment, and made him understand where the word "horsepower" came from.

Haruharu Sakamoto was given a total of six tanks to Kasahara Kawaki, but in the first charge of the cavalry company, three tanks were overturned to the ground, and the Japanese soldiers inside were either killed after coming out, or they could only huddle in fear and wait for the judgment of fate.

This cavalry was completely undiscovered by Kasahara Kawakiichi during the reconnaissance before, and as soon as it appeared at this time, the advantage that Kasahara Kawakiichi had finally occupied was instantly reversed, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

What frightened him the most was that nine kilometers away from the battlefield here, there were three 150mm cannons!

The reason why Sakamoto Haruyu dared to take the lead in attacking so rampantly was that these heavy artillery pieces were his basic confidence.

At least, the three small county towns of Xinghe, Taolin, and Liangcheng are as fragile as chocolate bunkers in the face of heavy artillery, which will shatter at the slightest touch......