The skills of the devil cavalry are obviously very exquisite, neatly parting the horse's body, kicking the horse's belly with both feet, raising the war horse and rushing to another target. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Yuan was dumbfounded from a distance, and quickly raised the rifle in his hand and aimed at this devil.

The devil soldiers didn't know that death was coming, and they still rode their war horses back and forth in the crowd to kill, and their sabers slashed from time to time, bringing bursts of blood.

At this time, the night was already deep, and relying on the faint moonlight, Qin Yuan took a deep breath to stabilize his mind.

The crosshair quickly followed as the devil moved, and he silently calculated the amount of advance in his heart. Shooting at high-speed moving targets at night, although it was only more than a hundred meters, was still a big challenge for Qin Yuan.

With a "bang", Qin Yuan pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew towards the devil with the flame of revenge.

The devil cavalry heard gunshots in the distance, and after years of battlefield life, he instinctively judged that someone was shooting at him from a distance.

said that it was too late, and the devil cavalry immediately leaned down, and the strength pressed his body against the horse's back. At the same time, he slammed the reins with one hand, driving the war horse to turn quickly, and he wanted to rush into the crowd and use the chaotic crowd to dodge the bullets.

It's a long story, but in fact, it was only a split second, and the bullet hit the devil's shoulder accurately from afar.

The devil snorted, kept moving, and quickly rushed into the crowd on a war horse.

The other devils heard the gunshots, saw that their comrades were injured, and immediately stopped the slaughter, and turned their horses' heads to find the source of the gunshots.

Qin Yuan vaguely felt that he should have hit the devil, but he couldn't care about it so much. Hurriedly beckoned his brothers to shoot at the devils, hoping to attract the attention of this group of devils.

The muzzle flame was extremely dazzling in the dark night, and the devil cavalry immediately discovered Qin Yuan's group.

Under the command of Masao Uejima, more than a dozen devils gathered in a team. The cavalrymen grabbed the reins of their horses in their left hands and raised their sabers in their right hands, ready to rush over en masse and kill the militants.

Seeing the devil riding a horse and rushing over, Qin Yuan couldn't help but be a little flustered. He didn't have any experience with infantry and cavalry, and this was the first time he had exchanged fire with cavalry since he came here.

Qin Yuan's targeting and charging devil fired several shots in succession, and the other brothers also shot one after another. A crooked machine gun that he brought hit a devil cavalryman with a "da-da-da", and he fell out with men and horses.

Qin Yuan wanted to retreat, but found that it was too late. If you run at this time, then it can only be a flock of lambs to the slaughter, slaughtered by the devil cavalry.

In the distance, the leading devil brandished his saber and roared wildly, and the distance of a hundred meters was instantaneous.

At this time, Qin Yuan was not in a hurry, since he couldn't run, he would do it with the devil, and hurriedly shouted with his brothers, "Shoot people and horses first".

He calmly aimed at the war horse of the devil who was getting closer and closer, and a shot hit the front chest of the war horse. The three-eight rifle bullet drilled into the horse's body with a strong spin.

The front hooves of the war horse fell directly to the ground as soon as they became weak, and they fell out with the devil cavalry.

But the devil still took advantage of the moment when the machine gun on Qin Yuan's side was reloaded, and rushed to the front of the team with a roar.

A devil raised his saber and slashed at Qin Yuan's neck, and Qin Yuan's instinctive short body dodged the fatal knife.

The devil's kung fu was obviously very skillful, and he didn't panic at all when he slashed through the air, turned the horse's head and rushed towards Qin Yuan again.

At this time, Qin Yuan was already powerless to escape, and seeing the devil rushing towards him, he could even feel the cold chill on the devil's blade.

At this moment, the crooked machine gun next to him finally finished changing the bullets, and the machine gunner picked up the machine gun and rushed at the devil.

In a panic, most of the bullets flew away, and only a few bullets hit the devil war horse.

The horse that was getting closer and closer was suddenly seriously injured, but the arrogant Mongolian horse still used his inertia to make a final sprint, and the blood stained the horse's body red.

This war horse is a good Mongolian horse, and this devil cavalry has been with him since he was assigned to the cavalry squad.

Now seeing that the war horse is about to fail, the devil cavalry shouts the spirit of bushido, hoping to make the war horse like him and kill these hateful Chinese in front of him together!

With every step of the warhorse's rush, a large amount of blood gushed out of its body, the speed of the charge became slower and slower, and the force became smaller and smaller, and the warhorse had come to the end of its life under the infection of the spirit of his foolish master, Bushido.

At the moment when the devil raised his saber and was about to cut down towards Qin Yuan, the devil's war horse finally lost its strength.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The proud Mongolian horse neighed one last and fell to the ground.

The cavalry on his body also flew out and fell in front of Qin Yuan.

The devil soldiers were dizzy and wanted to struggle, but Qin Yuan, who reacted, didn't give him this opportunity.

Qin Yuan pulled down the bayonet from the muzzle, pounced on the devil, and stabbed the devil in the chest.

At this time, Qin Yuan, the excitement of the rest of his life after the catastrophe had already made him crazy. He stabbed the devil again and again, as if he was not stabbing a person but a noodle bag.

A large amount of blood sprayed on Qin Yuan's face, mixed with sweat flowing into his eyes.

The sharp stinging pain in his eyes woke Qin Yuan up, and he was panting with trembling all over, his body and face covered with the blood of devils. He slowly stood up, and the moonlight sprinkled down from the sky, shining on Qin Yuan's face with a hideous look.

Looking at the corpse of the devil whose chest had collapsed in front of him, Qin Yuan once again felt the cruelty of war.

Stimulated by the flames of war, man is no longer a man, but a devil.

"Platoon commander, withdraw quickly, it's too late to retreat." The big dog shouted as he hugged the crooked machine gun.

Qin Yuan saw that there were only a few brothers left who could stand up, and nearly half of them fell under the devil's saber. Not far away, a headless corpse lay on the ground, Qin Yuan saw that he was wearing a common people's coarse cloth coat, and guessed that he should be a young man who joined the army in the village a few days ago, but he didn't know which one.

Qin Yuan vaguely remembered that the old lady handed over these young people to them with tears in his eyes, but at this time, he turned into a headless corpse, and Qin Yuan didn't even have time to collect the corpse for them.

In the distance, the devil cavalry began to form a whole group again to prepare for a second charge. Sabers raised, horses' hooves fluttered, devils' eyes glowed bloodthirsty, and the spirit of bushido began to invade their minds.

"Withdraw, withdraw quickly, lead the devil to the mound, and let the little devil of the dog day taste the power of our Makqin."

Qin Yuan shouted at the top of his voice, picked up the gun that fell to the ground and took the lead in retreating.

Several brothers followed behind Qin Yuan and also began to run wildly, and if they ran slowly, the devil's saber would fall on their necks.