Chapter 2 Countercurrent (No. 5)

This squad of cavalry was the elite of the guerrillas. A few months ago outside of Blackrock. Under the machine gun fire, he still rushed into the private soldiers of the town and the state of Baolig. Chop the opponent and flip it on his back. Now I have gone through several more months of rigorous training. The cooperation between each other has been skillful to the bone. Get in touch with the horse thieves. Judgment from above. It's like a hammer smashing an egg. Smash the enemy team from the center with a yolk and egg white.

"Kill them first. Then go and save Xiao Wu." Zhao Tianlong flicked the horse's head hard. Straight on the corpse of the enemy came a big turn. The whole cavalry squad followed him. It's like a killing machine with the most power at all." Rumble" turned around. Without hesitation, it crushed the enemy's left flank.

Because the first round ended too quickly. Cavalry squad terrifying attack effect. It didn't have time to spread in the hearts of the enemy. The horse thief on the right side of the battlefield is only at the moment when the two armies come into contact. Suddenly I found that my own team was broken from the center. Then he left behind the bodies of his accomplices and the screams.

With the habit of fighting in the past and relying on the absolute numerical superiority of their own family. The horse thieves on this side of the battlefield slowed down. Spinning the mount. Prepare to flank the guerrillas with their accomplices on the other side. However, the direction of the war horse has just been adjusted in place. They found that the change in the situation on the battlefield had completely exceeded their expectations. At least half of the guerrilla fighters should have been attrition in the head-on collision. They were all sitting on horseback. And at a very high speed. Sprint to yourself. And the accomplices who were previously in the center of their own array. They all fell to the ground. Or have turned into a bloody corpse. Or rolling and wailing in a pool of blood. The end was terrible.

"Hurry up. Ahh Both legs desperately beat the lower abdomen of the war horse. Now I want to run for my life. It's obviously too late. The platoon crushed the passing cavalry squad. Won't give them a second turn at all. With the high speed that has rushed up. Wave the saber in your hand casually. You can pull a two-foot-long hole out of their backs. No apricot forest master can stop the bleeding anymore.

The only chance to survive is to huddle together and hedge against the ** cavalry. The number of people on both sides is about the same. As long as the horse thieves work together. I will definitely be able to fight with each other. Then Yellowbeard on the other side of the battlefield led his accomplices to pounce. You can give the guerrillas a final blow.

His idea was perfect. But the reality is cold. Get used to gnawing bones on you. Pinch soft persimmons and I'm here with the horse thieves. Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for the sake of others? Immediately screamed. They turned their horses' heads to the sides. Only the old thief was left alone. Like a moth to a flame, it met the cavalry squad that "boomed" and crushed it.

"You guys don't mean .......," the old horse thief's eyes widened. Raise the saber in despair." As long as you will follow me. At least survive ........"

"When." The saber in his hand was pushed away by Zhao Tianlong with the blade. The neck, chest, and upper thighs were all exposed to the eyes of the partisans. Unobstructed. Closely followed by Zhao Tianlong's side. The position was half a part of the body of a war horse and one of the partisans saw cheap. Immediately turned his wrist. The saber moves from vertical to oblique in high-speed movement. Wipe it down against the old thief's shoulder. Cut the person's pectorals, abs, and psoas muscles. A cloud of blood mist is swept along the groin.

"Unrighteous ......." the old thief let go of the hand holding the reins. Instinctively cover the wounds of the body. His arm was swept in mid-air by another saber. Broken in two at the elbow. The pain was so intense that his whole body twitched. Screaming and bending down. Attempted squeezing with the horse's back to the body. Relieve the pain that comes to you. The partisans, located on the third floor of the triangular cavalry array, rushed past him. Follow the habits formed in training. Swing the knife hard. Slash at the nearest attackable target. The old thief's neck and right arm were stabbed one after another. Bloodsplatters..

"Ahh The body that had lost both arms curled up into a bloody mass of flesh in the saddle." They're amazing. I shouldn't have come back....... "before losing consciousness completely. A sudden surge of remorse swelled up in his heart." Last time under Blackrock. I seem to have seen this tactic before. There is no cover from a machine gun. It shouldn't be ........"

Another sharp pain came from behind. interrupted his deathbed confession. Lengthwise with the third layer of cavalry about half a horse's head behind. The lateral position was only less than thirty centimeters away from the last layer of cavalry at high speed. Follow the many times you have trained. Combat habits carved almost into the bones. He stretched out his saber horizontally. From the left and right sides. Two more huge wounds were dragged out on the old thief's spine.

The old horse thief, who has not much blood to shed, is completely free. Like a leaky pig's urine bubble. Fell off the horse's back softly. The horse, having lost its master, continued to charge forward. Until he ran more than 20 meters away. Only then did he reluctantly turn his head. Looking at the master who had died of anger, he screamed loudly.

"Sigh, shhhh The mournful roar of the war horse. Array of attacks of the guerrillas from the flanks and rear. Make contact with several other horse thieves who are not decisive enough to escape. Chop your opponents off their horses one by one. Reduced to a bloody corpse.

"I'm fighting with you." A young horse thief in a gray coat screams in despair. Turn around on the fleeing mount. The saber in his hand was desperately swung into a ball of light. Zhao Tianlong quickly handed his wide-backed long knife forward. I shoehorned it in through the light." When." The saber in the hand of the gray coat is slashed at the edge of the long broad-backed knife. Martian Splash. The warhorses of the two quickly changed from one in front of the other to side by side with each other. Sabres and broad-backed long knives make a piercing grinding sound. More sparks burst out. Illuminate the desperate eyes of the grey coat horse thief. The black knife of the Irumo Dragon stabbed against the edge of the saber. Cut the arteries in his throat and neck.

"Hiss." The sound of the balloon leaking was heard amid the roar of the horses' hooves. It looks extraordinarily shy. The second cavalry put away their swords in pity. Follow Zhao Tianlong to the next target. Then there is the third layer. Fourth floor. When the entire triangular attack array is galloping past. The body of the grey coat horse thief has not yet been planted from the saddle. Open your arms to the sun like a lonely catcher in the crop. Shake. Shake. Then it slowly falls on the left side of the horse's belly. Dragged by a frightened mount. Leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

"Ahh No one dared to turn back and resist. The remaining two thieves deflected their mounts as much as they could. Stay away from the blade of the Irumo Dragon. Hasten. Hasten. It doesn't matter which direction you run. As long as you don't get caught up by the Izumo Dragon." Ping. Ping. Ping-pong." Several bullets caught up with both of them from behind. The guerrilla who fell from his horse first was armed with three or eight guns. Shoot in a half-kneeling position. Name the two non-resisting guys one by one.

"Kill them all." Zhao Tianlong, who had already killed his temperament, shouted. Without hesitation, turn the warhorse. Leading the morale of the cavalry behind him. Pounce on the enemy on the other side of the battlefield.

Left side of the battlefield. Yellowbeard and seven henchmen are also rushing towards the guerrillas. It's just that the speed of their crotch mounts is not very fast. And everyone had obvious hesitation on their faces.

It's not that the cavalry hasn't been in contact with the guerrillas before. But Yellowbeard and the others never thought of it. After Zhao Tianlong's personal training. The cavalry of the guerrillas turned into this. It's not a single flesh and blood body anymore. It's a whole killing machine that has been run-in to its best. Compared to this killing machine. His men are the horse thieves who are usually clever and proud of their skills. It's like a bunch of kids wearing open crotch pants playing horseback riding and fighting.

Thirty-eight men. It's all habitual bandits who have been licking blood on the head of the knife for many years. Put it in the rivers and lakes. Any one of them can stir up a bloody storm. However it is only two faces. These more than 30 people are highly skilled. Habitual bandits with superb riding skills. There were only eleven people left. And three of them remained on the sidelines to watch the prisoners with two Manchukuo agents. Didn't join the warband at all.

"Guys side by side. You can't sell your back to him. The more you run. The greater the loss." After all, I used to be in the regular army. Critical moment. Yellowbeard is still not completely out of order. The tip of the knife is pointing to turn in his direction. The speed has not yet been fully increased to the highest guerrilla array. Mobilize loudly." side by side. Side by side bumped over. They're running out of energy. This battle is over. The money stored in the desert is divided equally among the people."

"Shoulder to shoulder. Yes.. Yes.. Ahh The bandits who followed Yellowbeard replied loudly. Hit the horse's belly hard. Can't escape. The fate of those who ran away before. They had a clear view from the side. Only also in dense formations like partisans . Rush over face to face. Only then can anyone survive. Otherwise. They will become lambs to the slaughter. Let Irumo Long and his brothers catch up from behind. Kill them one by one effortlessly.

"Ahh Yes.. Ahh Yes.. Ah" may be to suppress the fear in the heart. Maybe feel hopeless about getting out of the way. The horse thieves rushed aside. While raising his neck. Let out a wolf's howl. No one noticed. Call on them to stand shoulder to shoulder with the big boss Yellowbeard. The crotch mount was actually half a head behind everyone else. Forthwith. In the process of high-speed forward rush. That's half a horse's head away. It quickly turned into a horse's head again. Two horse heads. A horse body." Yes.. Yes.. Ahh Yellowbeard howled hoarsely as he echoed the howls of his henchmen and horse thieves. Pull the reins hard. The jujube red horse under his crotch was pulled so that the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Had to turn the body sideways. Rushed in the other direction with his master.

"Ahh Yes.. Ahh Yes.. Ah" horse thieves who have been suppressed by their inner fear to the point of madness. I didn't expect my own big shopkeeper to be so shameless. The ghost cried and howled. Gather into a clump and recoil towards the Irumo Dragon. The horse's hooves kicked up large puffs of smoke and dust. just blocked the most shameless person tightly.

"Hold on. Lean close. Like you did during training. Follow me. Hold the mount in check. Don't be left behind." Zhao Tianlong's eyes were completely attracted by the horse thieves who were desperately hedging over. Calmly raise the broad-backed long knife. Say hello loudly to the robes behind you. The brave wins. In the absence of machine guns on both sides. There is only one way to break the enemy's dense cavalry charge with cavalry. That is to risk your life and rush through in a tighter dense formation. Compete with the enemy for courage.

"Kill." The partisans agreed in unison. The saber was raised high. Saber in everyone's hands. All Caucasian cavalry knives captured from White Russian bandits. To match the tall stature of the Russians. Both the length and thickness far exceed the Japanese style in the hands of horse thieves. In the process of hedging in dense formations. An inch long is an inch strong. Absolute overwhelming dominance.

More overwhelmingly dominant. It is the psychological quality and daily training of the cavalry. This year's green forest road. Like Yellowbeard and his minions. Taking refuge at the feet of Japanese devils as lackeys is the mainstream. Anyone who refuses to follow the trend and chooses to fight against the little devils. All of them are good men who have long put life and death out of the way. And in the last few months of recuperation. Iruyun Long even unreservedly put the cavalry tactics he learned from his master back then. Instilled in everyone's heart. No matter who it is. Including Zhang Songling, who received the least amount of cavalry training. All know the significance of maintaining formation for cavalry attacks.

Opposite. The horse thieves under Yellowbeard. It's much worse. Usually have leisure or gather together to drink and gamble. Either sneak out piaoji.I haven't practiced how to charge in a group at all.Their skill and determination to fight to the death are also uneven.Rush.rush.Rush.Rush to each other in the front and rear directions are staggered.And there is a tendency to pull farther and farther.Especially after a few people suddenly found that the big boss Yellow Beard didn't keep up.The howl in his mouth immediately changed tone.The reins of the war horse in his hand were also quietly tightened.Always ready to sneak out of the war group while his accomplices were desperate with the dragon.Walk away. .

The appearance of a smart man. The impact on formation and morale won't be too great. I'm scared of the whole team. All of them are smart people. The total distance is only about 200 meters. If both cavalry are moving forward at full speed. It takes six to seven seconds. But the guerrillas and horse thieves accelerated from opposite directions. to really have contact with each other. But it took eleven seconds. Especially the last thirty meters distance. The formation of the horse thieves from a black regiment. It completely becomes a curve. And at the last minute. Suddenly and surprisingly completely collapsed. Turned into rabbits that fled in all directions.

"Kill." The enemy army collapsed too suddenly. Zhao Tianlong didn't even have time to adjust his tactics. I had to swing the broad-backed long knife. Slashed at the unlucky one closest to him. The horse thief he had targeted had no courage to resist. He actually raised his saber above his head. Crying and begging for mercy." Spare your life.. Ahh

His begging voice was directly cut into two pieces by the light of the knife. Zhao Tianlong's steel knife slashed diagonally from the base of his neck. Brought up a dead head and most of the shoulders. Two partisans located on the second level of attack. I didn't expect the enemy to be stupid enough to suddenly choose to surrender. The saber stretched out diagonally in his hand had no time to retract. By the inertia of the mount. Cut at high speed from both sides of the lower abdomen of the corpse. Sprinkled the intestines on the ground.

"Lao Tzu was really fucking blind back then." The outermost part of the third row behind Zhao Tianlong was a Northeast man. I saw that the enemy was pulling at the last moment. I thought disappointedly. His name is Kwan Haozhe. After the 918 incident, he became a bandit. He was still playing under Yellowbeard this time last year. Later, he was captured by Redbeard during the siege of a partisan camp. He then volunteered to stay and become a guerrilla fighter. According to his original judgment. Today you are sure to face a tough battle. But I never thought of it. In the case of a complete disadvantage in terms of strength and physical strength. On his side, he can still defeat the old club's side like a dead army. Beat Yellowbeard himself to the ground and fled.

A horse thief scurrying past him like a fly covered his wound with his hands. Cry out loud." Spare your life... Long Ye. Spare your life. There is an eighty old mother on the villain. There is a ....... underneath."

I don't want him to be embarrassed again. Guan Haozhe took the initiative to wave the knife. Wiped off the man's neck." The untrained guys are really bad." Carrying a bloody saber. His mind continues to diverge in his mind. Today's victory was too easy. It was so easy that it already hit his brain and heart." When did the Golden Wolves get so bad. Anyway, their predecessor was also the Northeast Army." While sighing dizzily. He pointed the tip of his knife at another horse thief who was running in front of him with his head in his arms. Surrender. Shoot but don't kill."

"I surrender. Surrender. Lord Long spares his life." The thief, who had peed his pants in fright, cried out for mercy. But his legs were frozen in the saddle. I can't move. Kwan thought he was stalling for time. Raise your knife and get ready to kill. Right now. Someone behind him shouted. Come on. Go and save people. Don't waste time on him."

"Keep up. Keep up." Kwan repeated casually. Spare the lamb to the slaughter in front of you. Instigate the mount to rotate with the whole team. Half a circle on the corpses of the enemy . Bite the back of the yellow beard again. The horse thief who had been so frightened that his limbs stiffened and refused to obey his brain's commands. Only then did he reluctantly get down from his horse. Pouting and lying on the ground. Keep raising your hands high." Spare your life. Spare your life. I have an eighty-year-old mother. There is a ...... underneath."

No one looked back at his plea performance. Including the guerrilla fighter who had previously fallen off horseback. All pulled an ownerless mount from the battlefield. followed Zhao Tianlong and chased after the yellowbeard. And Yellowbeard deserves to be the once famous horse thief. The movement of running for his life is unusually agile. By virtue of the time difference between his henchmen and his henchmen in exchange for their lives and dignity. Rushing to the front of the two Manchukuo agents in black coats and his only three remaining subordinates who were stunned outside the battlefield.

"Shoot. Shoot and stop them." Eyes widened. He viciously ordered the three minions. Then a clean leaning over. Pull up the war horse carrying Xiao Wu. Desperate to go. The three horse thieves and the two black-coat agents were stunned. Also do not hesitate to jump on the mount. Before the steel knife in Zhao Tianlong's hand caught up with him. Flee.