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Chapter 4: Reunion (Part 3)

How could it be that Daisuke Matsumura rubbed his eyes and rubbed his eyes and refused to believe what he saw The cavalry A Chinese cavalry with an unknown number quietly came out of the top of the hill not far away, quickly assembled from a position more than three hundred meters away, and prepared to attack And he did not hear any other movement except for the faint neighing of the horse before

"This can't be, it can't be, how can Chinese Chinese be here" Several devil squad leaders also couldn't help but mutter, muttering for a while, they actually forgot that the most important thing they should do at this moment is to quickly set up a defensive position There are at least more than two hundred war horses on the opposite hillside There are so many war horses It is impossible not to make any sound when they run, and the smoke and dust raised by the horses' hooves must also cover the sky Even if it is late at night, under such a bright moonlight, there is nothing to hide

Unless, unless they had already predicted the march route of the Matsumura squadron beforehand, they had already laid an ambush on the other side of the hillside, but tonight's march route was drawn by the leader of the Matsumura squadron on the map casually, and it was only conveyed to a very small number of backbones of the team when they set off, and even the squad leader with the troops did not know the specific details Where did the ** people get the information Could it be that there is still a pair of their eyes hanging in the night sky

At this moment, even if he broke his head, Matsumura Daisuke and the devil officers under his command couldn't figure out where the Chinese cavalry on the opposite side came from, and they were in a trance, and they couldn't remember their duties at all, and the devil soldiers below were even more panicked, some hurriedly fell into the grass with their rifles, some grabbed machine guns, and looked around for the commanding heights, and some people used the butt of their guns as crutches and tried to stand up from the ground, but their legs were as if they had been poured into eighteen catties of old vinegar, sore and heavy, and they didn't obey the call at all

Zhang Songling, who was on the hillside three hundred meters away, would not be so stupid as to wait for the enemy to get ready before starting to charge When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, at this juncture, how can there be any effort to care about the order and formation of the attack Look at most of the cavalry who have already ridden up the hill and immediately press forward with the long knife in their hands "Kill"

"Boom" In an instant, more than 170 cavalrymen kicked the golden stirrups at the Tianhe Junction, took Zhao Tianlong as the tip of the wave, and slapped down on the heads of the devil soldiers under the hillside

"Boom, boom" The sound of horses' hooves suddenly exploded like thunder echoed repeatedly in the vast hilly area Tens of thousands of birds were awakened from their sleep, flapped their wings, and rushed into the sky with a mournful roar Hundreds of years Since the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, this area has become their unique paradise Except for the occasional caravan and bandits, no other human beings have come close At night, it suddenly became a battlefield for the two armies to clash How the birds are not scattered

"Boom, boom" The thunderous sound of horses' hooves became more and more urgent, and the pounding became heavier and heavier, and the ground trembled up and down, and tens of thousands of hares and boars dropped their half-chewed rhizomes in their mouths, and moved their four fat short legs, and ran wildly, and they did not know why the ground trembled, but it was their instinct to avoid risk that they had formed over the course of tens of millions of years of evolution

"Boom, boom" The thunderous sound of horses' hooves continued to shake the wild trees in all directions A group of wild wolves rushed up the high slope under the leadership of the wolf king, stretched their necks at the location where the thunder originated and let out a high-pitched long roar "Boom Boom ------Boom Boom Boom" "Boom Boom" Boom ------Boom Boom

"Whoop, whoa, whoa------" The wolf howls one after another, holding up the blood moon in the sky, which is the predator paying homage to the predator, as the top of the grassland food chain, they are accustomed to respecting and appreciating the strong

"Boom, ......boom, boom" The sound of the horse's hooves converged into ** Instantly swallowed all the external noise Under the scarlet blood light, Zhao Tianlong rode a yellow fat horse, his body was low, and the long knife in his hand swept backwards obliquely like a swallow's wing

The cavalry of the Blackstone guerrillas followed him closely, moving as neatly as a sculpture stretched out of a mold, and then there was the cavalry battalion of the 93rd Regiment that Shao Yong and his command had just formed and had not yet been fully formed, and the formation was slightly more scattered than the former, but each soldier tried to control his mount, and tried to adjust his body posture according to the requirements of ordinary training, and stretched the long knife diagonally to the side and back, like a young eagle spreading its wings

It's too bizarre It's so lucky What happened to everyone tonight can definitely be written into the commentary The little devil really wants to go to the Qijin River Bridge and put the ninety-third regiment to death If it weren't for Captain Qi and Captain Zhang who expected the enemy plane first, everyone would definitely be in a catastrophe this time But the little devil's luck was too bad When everyone stopped to hit the point, he took the initiative to send it to the other side of the hill This is simply a beautiful thing that wakes up with laughter in a dream God-given opportunity If people don't know how to grasp it, the sky will abandon it

Luck brought not only surprises, but also confidence in victory, inspired by the belief in victory, the more the cavalry ran, the more calm their movements, the more tacit cooperation between men and horses, and the more and more enlightened, the results of a long period of hard training, finally manifested in this moment, in the high-speed running, more than 200 Chinese cavalry gradually merged into a coordinated whole, and gradually stretched into a huge spear, the cold light was shining

There was no shouting, no horns, only the wind that rushed in the face, mixed with the rumbling hooves of horses and a strong murderous aura, and the volley stabbed into the hearts of the little devils

"Enemy attack" watched in a daze as the Chinese cavalry pounced in front of him for more than a hundred meters Daisuke Matsumoto tore out his throat and let out a terrible scream as if he had been awakened from a nightmare Immediately, his scream was swallowed up by the messy sound of shooting I couldn't wait for him, the squadron leader, to issue an order The group of devil soldiers who reacted first pulled the trigger and fired wildly at the "spear" that was stabbing at them

Most of the bullets fired by the devil soldiers in their panic fell into the air, and only a handful of bullets hit the "spear", splashing strings of dazzling scarlet, but the speed of the whole spear did not slow down at all, and continued to fly forward against the tip of the grass, flying faster and faster, flying faster and faster

Acceleration Accelerate Continue to accelerate Zhao Tianlong, who rushed to the front of the team, did not make any pause Zhang Fatzi, who formed the formation eye closely behind Zhao Tianlong, did not give any instructions According to the rules repeatedly emphasized in ordinary training, the only thing the cavalry can do at this time is to keep their bodies close to the back of the horse's neck Continue to accelerate Accelerate and squeeze out all the speed of the war horse Use speed to exchange for a chance to survive in exchange for the final victory

The distance of more than 200 meters is only enough for the war horse to run for thirteen or four seconds, and the relatively dark moonlight, the constantly changing terrain, and the movement speed of the war horse will have an extremely adverse effect on the enemy's aiming

In fact, what had a greater impact on the soldiers than the above was the psychological stress caused by the horses stepping on the top of their heads, and the first wave of firing did not see the results, and many of the devil soldiers did not even try to pull the bolt again, but immediately pulled out their bayonets and hurriedly put their hands on the front end of the barrel, even though the horses were still more than 100 meters away from them, enough for them to fight one or two more rounds

There were only a few crooked guns, and they were still trying to make trouble for the Chinese cavalry, but the coordination between the main and secondary shooters suddenly became extremely rusty, and the shortcomings of the little devil's lack of industrial background were also exposed in the hasty shooting, and the anxious gunfire lasted only five or six seconds, and then it stopped abruptly, and the main shooter of one machine gun turned his head and yelled at the secondary shooter who was in charge of reloading the bullets, and the main and secondary shooters of the other machine gun picked up the water bottle and struck the gun, trying to get the jammed bullet out of the barrel as fast as possible and re-fired And a few machine gunners, who had not fired any bullets so far, hunched over and continued to run down the hillsides on either side of the line, trying to find the best point to fire and then catch the Chinese cavalry off guard

"Yaga, waste, waste that grew up eating chaff," Matsumura Daisuke took three steps and two steps to catch up with a machine gunner who was pouting his ass looking for a safe place to shoot, kicked the latter to the ground, grabbed the crooked handle, turned the muzzle, and fired wildly at Zhao Tianlong That was the spear of the entire Chinese cavalry Interrupted the spear blade The subsequent attack would naturally fall apart

"Da .....Da

However, he didn't make any counterattack, continued to follow Zhao Tianlong, continued to urge the mount to accelerate, and the entire cavalry team also turned a blind eye to his own casualties, with the wind, with the fire, with the bitter hatred of the little devil, continued to accelerate, accelerated, accelerated, until the horse's hooves stepped on the little devil's head

Zhao Tianlong's yellow fat horse was the first to arrive at the destination, and the front hooves fell, trampling on a ghost soldier who turned around and fled for his life, breaking a tendon and fracture, and the master on his back quickly fished forward with a broad-bladed thick-backed Chinese-style long knife, and with the speed of the horse, he fished up the shoulder of another devil, and slashed the latter with his head and shoulders flying out of a small half

The other three guerrillas entered side by side from the opening opened by Zhao Tianlong, and the Cossack sabers in their hands stretched down as much as they could, as if cutting crops, and cut down the objects they touched one after another, and the gap in the ranks of the little devils was instantly expanded by more than three times, and there were countless people around who were frightened, holding rifles, and wolves rushed through the gap, brandishing Cossack sabers, and stopped in place, trying to take the recalcitrant and the fleeing people U-turned, and harvested indiscriminately, and the blood sprayed into the air one after another, like brilliant fireworks

"Da da...... " machine gun bullets swept from the side of the hill and shot several fledgling ghost soldiers to the ground "Yaga, don't run around, get out of the way, get out of the way, don't block my view" Squadron leader Matsumura Daisuke had a green light in his eyes and shouted at the soldiers under his command No one heard his order, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't obey There are too many Chinese cavalry rushing over from the hillside, and each person only needs to swing his knife once You can kill all the Matsumura squadrons At this juncture Continuing to stand in front of the cavalry and horses is to find their own death, as long as they have time to avoid it, the devil soldiers will definitely not make other choices

"Yaga, Yaga" Matsumura Daisuke roared angrily and tried to raise the muzzle of the gun The devil soldiers under his command are short in stature But the middle ** people are all on the back of war horses If you aim carefully, you should be able to distinguish the two However, the overly hasty action made several shuttle bullets all hit the sky The unique structure of the crooked handle is not suitable for standing shooting at all And the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly Matsumura Daisuke did not have a chance to aim calmly

"Damn" He stomped his foot a few times in frustration, stopped shooting, and looked for the target again, and saw it, and saw that under the scarlet moonlight, there was a white horse with obvious Hokkaido blood, and the silhouette was particularly eye-catching, and he quickly aimed at the black fat man on horseback Matsumura Daisuke tightened his index finger again, and there was a clear sound of the firing pin falling through the "click" gun, and before he knew it, the bullets in the magazine had been squandered by him

Zhang Songling didn't know that death was once so close to him, riding a war horse, rushing through under a few blood rays, and the body of the big white horse in the East was instantly dyed red like a rolling flame It was unwilling to be behind people, and struggled to move its four hooves to chase after the same kind in the front row, but every time it was optimistic about a target, and was about to rush over, several steel knives had already fallen one after another, cutting the target into a ball of meat filling

"Bang" A bloody light jumped half a foot high and rolled quickly in mid-air More cavalry rushed over the corpse of the little devil with a partial horse head Looking for a new target for slashing Several devil soldiers who had no time to dodge were back to back Raised their bayonet rifles and struggled to resist But they were slashed by the cavalry running at high speed Soon, there was a gap in their defensive formation Shao Yong raised the flagpole and slapped one of the devils who looked like a squad leader and slapped a dog eating The other cavalry quickly waved the saber in their hands and cut the devil soldiers into blood gourds that turned in a circle on the spot

"Don't stop, chisel through, chisel through," Zhang Songling struggled to control the mount under his crotch, turned his head, and shouted a warning to all the cavalry

"Don't stop, chisel through, chisel through them," Shao Yong, Xu Diding, Dai Wangshan and others gave up the pursuit of the devil soldiers around them as if they were conditioned, and repeated loudly mechanically

"Don't stop, chisel through, chisel through them," the grassroots cadres in the guerrillas and the non-commissioned officers in the cavalry battalion also opened their throats, and instantly spread this order throughout the army In the highly tense battle, the human brain almost stopped thinking, and only cared about following the habits formed during training Unconditionally obeying the orders of the leaders As the order was repeated, the ranks of the cavalry began to accelerate again, like a killing machine that had just been adjusted, under the traction of Zhao Tianlong, "boom, boom" passed through the devil's ranks, and dumped corpses along the way

"Poof" Zhao Tianlong's steel knife slashed obliquely, slashing the last devil soldier in front of him from behind to the ground The yellow fat horse rushed through the pool of blood, and its four hooves flew as if it were stepping on a ball of fire, under the order of the master on its back, it adjusted its angle in the gallop, quickly turned right, and its whole body cut a half arc on the tip of the grass like a glide, turned around and stepped towards another group of devils left at the edge of the cavalry's attack range

"Change formation, double dragon tail swing" Zhang Songling's voice sounded again, and was immediately repeated over and over again by the officers and soldiers around him

"Change the formation, change the formation, the double dragon swings the tail" "Change the formation, change the formation, the double dragon swings the tail" Shao Yong and Zheng Xiaobao repeated, waving the military flags in their respective hands in the air The guerrillas and cavalry battalions turned one after another, one continued to follow Zhao Tianlong and Zheng Xiaobao, and the other followed Zhang Songling and Shao Yong, flipped from the tail of the enemy team that had been chiseled through, and each pounced on the enemy closest to him

Seeing his accomplices turn into mutilated corpses in a dozen seconds, the ghost soldiers left behind on the battlefield were mentally hit so hard that no one tried to make an ineffective struggle, or dropped their weapons, scattered their legs and fled to the grass on both sides of the battlefield, or knelt down in a pool of blood of their comrades, and hung their heads to death, and even more than a dozen ghost soldiers were so frightened that they peed their pants on the spot, and their legs were desperately forced, but they couldn't move the soles of their feet

The Chinese cavalry who returned to kill them were like two dragons, quickly sweeping across the battlefield, and everywhere they passed, whether they were fleeing for their lives, or waiting to die or frightened and paralyzed, they were all cut in two, and in just a dozen seconds, the entire battlefield was swept over by the cavalry, and except for a few lucky ones, the Chinese cavalry could not find more devils alive as far as the eye could see

As one of the lucky few little devils who had caused several casualties to the guerrillas, Daisuke Matsumura was half-kneeling behind a rock, scrambling to press bullets into the machine gun magazine, but he couldn't press them into the first magazine, his body was trembling, his hands and feet were shaking like a sheep, and his mouth was like a beast, and he kept screaming like a beast**, "It's not true, it's not true, it's not true, it's not, it's not .......!"

"It's over, let's go home," Shao Yong, the commander of the cavalry battalion, ran forward compassionately, first slapped off the machine gun in this person's hand with the flagpole, and then rode his horse a few meters away, and condescendingly stopped drinking

Xu Diding and Dai Wangshan ran over one after another, one dropped the plaster flag of the Matsumura squadron, and the other threw down a Japanese katana that had been cut off by the waist

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's awake, it's long overdue," Daisuke Matsumura cried, looked up at them, and there was no more fierce light in his eyes, and then tremblingly picked up half of the katana, and pressed it to his lower abdomen, "Poof", the white blade stole out, his body shook, and he fell forward as if relieved