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Chapter 3: The Storm (12 B)

Zhang Songling rode his horse and stepped on the corpse of the devil soldier Cao, and rushed to the next target, which was a stout military commander, with his back against the carriage transporting munitions, and a bayonet made it fly up and down, and the two cavalrymen who jumped off the horse could not take it down by the left and right flanks, but he stabbed one person in the thigh, and the blood was dripping down the trouser legs

“@￥￥% &&……%&&…… "The Japanese commander probably knew that he would not escape death today A string of ghost crying wolf howls came out of his mouth Pull away a saber that has been slashed at you and continue to stab the Chinese soldier who was wounded in the leg The wounded person is unable to dodge and can only try to use the saber to pull the barrel behind the bayonet However, his arm strength is too weak It didn't stop the bayonet at all Seeing that the opponent could not escape death The devil Wu Chang had a crazy grin on his face "Hahaha------"

The smile froze instantly, and a Cossack saber flew into the air, like an ancient javelin, and nailed him directly to the rubber wheel wagon behind his back

The "instructor" The cavalryman who escaped death turned his head with gratitude on his face

In response to him, he was scolded Zhang Songling rode his horse and rushed over, leaned over and pulled out the Cossack saber from the corpse, and pointed the tip of the knife at the noses of the two cavalrymen, "Stupid, how do I teach you in ordinary training?

"Yes, instructor," the two cavalrymen were scolded and discouraged, and went to look for their respective mounts, while Zhang Songling continued to patrol the chariot formation with a blood-dripping saber, and when he saw that there was a stalemate, he quickly leaned over to help the soldiers solve the battle

The hastily constructed car formation of the little devils has completely collapsed by this moment The devil's baggage soldiers, who had suffered a big loss at the hands of the guerrillas, still remember the miserable scene at that time and rushed to drop their weapons and flee before the dust settled Behind the heavy soldiers who were the first to flee for their lives, they were like a swarm of flies

Only a very small number of devil soldiers who have been poisoned by bushido and penetrated into the bone marrow are still fighting the trapped beasts, but it is completely impossible for them to turn the situation around, Zheng Xiaobao rushed over with a small group of guerrilla elites, and began to clean up the trapped beasts point by point, or with a saber or a Mauser pistol, to send these stubborn guys back to their hometown

Zhang Songling walked sideways in the car formation for a round and forth Solved three troubles and saved four Chinese cavalrymen Seeing that the overall situation here had been decided, he waved his arm at Zhao Tianlong from afar and rode back to the cavalry battalion commander Shao Yong

Shao Yong, the commander of the cavalry battalion, had just found his mount, and was looking around for help from his brothers, and when he saw Zhang Songling running towards him again, he immediately put on a smile on his face

"Hurry up and get on your horse, take your people, and come with me," Zhang Songling waved at him the Cossack saber that had already been cut out of the gap, and ordered in a loud voice

"Yes," Obviously there was no affiliation between them, the cavalry battalion commander Shao Yong still agreed loudly, and then tried to pull the reins of the Baigal horse, the gunshot wound on his right shoulder hurt so badly, and his legs were also weak and disobedient, and after several efforts in succession, his feet slipped off the golden stirrup, and he could not climb on the horse's back at all

"I'm stupid, I've never seen such a stupid person as you" Just when his eyes were on fire in a hurry, Zhang Songling's voice came from his ears again, and suddenly another strong force came from his heart, and his whole body was light, and before he could come back to his senses, his legs were already straddling the saddle, and the battle flag in his hand was also taken away by the other party, and he shook it and raised it high in the air

"The cavalry battalion is assembled here," Zhang Songling held the blue sky with one hand, and the white sun was full of red, waving left and right, "The big army of the little devils is about to kill, follow me to cut them down."

"Chop them down, chop them down," the cavalrymen who rushed over tore their throats and echoed, regrouping under the banner as they usually did in training, in an orderly manner

"This is my cavalry battalion" The little fat man Shao Yong finally understood a little bit of the taste, and protested loudly in his heart During ordinary training, he has been careful not to let the instructors sent by the guerrillas have too deep contact with the soldiers under his command, so as not to be stolen by the guerrillas The dominance of the entire cavalry battalion Finally, he ended up making wedding dresses for others The grassroots officers in the battalion were also very cooperative, and on the surface, they treated Zhang Songling, Zhao Tianlong and others as teachers but in fact, they quietly formed a protective film between the instructors and the soldiers Putting an end to any possibility of the red idea infiltrating into the cavalry battalion However, in the matter of life and death, the soldiers did not hesitate to choose to trust the person who was most likely to bring victory to the group, and had no time to consider the subordination between the two sides

"Hmm," Zhang Songling nodded approvingly to everyone as he usually did when he was an instructor, and saw that many soldiers who had lost their mounts approached on foot, thought about it, and ordered loudly, "The wounded and those without horses will stay and set fire to the chariots, and the others will follow the battle flag."

After that, without hesitation, he stuffed the military flag back into the hand of Shao Yong, who was in a daze, and at the same time gently knocked the stirrup with both legs, Bai Longju reacted very keenly, and immediately moved his four hooves gracefully, "Stepping on the ......" A series of small broken steps, without hurry, chased after the devil soldiers who were fleeing for their lives in a panic

"Why should I listen to your command?" Shao Yong, the commander of the cavalry battalion, was stunned again, protesting loudly in his heart, but his mouth came out with a completely different voice, "Brothers, follow the battle flag and kill all the little devils."

"Kill all the little devils" The cavalrymen who had regained their backbone echoed loudly, and together with their own battalion commanders, they followed closely behind Zhang Songling, and the entire wedge-shaped array began to slowly accelerate chasing the ghost soldiers who were fleeing for their lives, and rumbled towards another group of ghost soldiers who ran towards them thousands of kilometers away, although the size of that group of ghost soldiers was twice as large as theirs

The cavalry of the Blackstone guerrillas led by Zhao Tianlong also quickly approached and echoed the cavalry battalion of the 93rd Regiment with another wedge-shaped array The two teams under the control of Zhang Songling and him tacitly controlled the speed of the advance The head of the horse at the forefront always kept a distance of about five meters from the escapees, but they never refused to catch up and cut down this group of devil soldiers Only a few tired and straggling devils became the targets of the cavalry One by one sabers swept in turn, and the devil soldiers who lost their lives spun in circles and were torn apart

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