Dada, dada, dada......

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When Zhang Dabiao saw the panicked enemy, he knew that the time had come to counterattack.

"Throw grenades, charge, fuck these shit!" Zhang Dabiao took out a grenade and held it in the palm of his hand, and held a Mauser pistol in the other hand, charging while shooting.

In this way, the big knife behind the back was left out in the cold.

Now is not the time to fight hard, what Zhang Dabiao wants to do is to destroy the enemy, break through, and hurry to the village to find the brigade commander.

The fire in the hearts of the warriors has long been up, and the horse bandits have killed at least a hundred warriors, and this feud is settled.

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Inside the village.

Horses stand there alone, and what about their owners?

They all lay on the ground.

The battle had clearly entered the white heat, and the soldiers of the cavalry battalion were red.

Although their clothes were soaked with blood, their bodies were in pain, and their hands were shaking, none of them showed fear.

Tear a few strips of cloth from your clothes and tie the saber to the palm of your hand to prevent it from falling off.

looked at the horse bandit opposite viciously, with a look of wanting to tear the horse bandit apart.

The leader of the horse bandits was no better, and even his face was slashed.

At this moment, he began to be a little frightened by the group of eight roads opposite, after so many years of fighting, the Ma Jiajun really did not suffer losses in the cavalry battle, this is the first time.

If it weren't for the absolute superiority in numbers, I'm afraid that Ma Jiajun would really be defeated.

Sun Desheng took advantage of this gap to adjust his breathing, trying to ease himself up so that he could continue fighting.

Looking at the pale-faced brigade commander, he knew that he had to continue to fight, fight, fight.

"Brothers, kill, kill, kill me, they can't do it anymore, kill them!" The boss ordered a final assault to end the bloody battle.

Although the horse bandits were frightened, their brave and belligerent blood was stimulated again, and they drove their horses and continued to rush with their swords.

This time, the leader changed his tactics, and seeing that the other party paid so much attention to protecting the person on horseback, he ordered his subordinates to charge at the target of Wang Liang.

He guessed that Wang Liang must be the leader of this group of Eight Roads, and if Wang Liang was controlled, this group of people would be in chaos, and they would definitely be able to defeat this group of Eight Roads smoothly when the time came.

Just do it.

The horse bandits rushed towards Wang Liang in a hurry, and the soldiers also protected the brigade commander to the death.

There is only the light of the sword and no shadow of the sword, and the enemy and the enemy are constantly intertwined.

The collision between knives makes a "bell, bell" sound, which makes people shudder.

In the end, the cavalry battalion was still outnumbered and defeated.

Of the more than 300 cavalry, less than 40 people remained in the end, and the remaining 40 people were also cut to bloody pieces.

At this time, as long as a gust of wind blows, the warriors may fall from their horses.

But at this time they were still sitting on horseback, struggling to support themselves.

They are fighters, they are soldiers, they are soldiers of separate brigades.

The hearts of the horse bandits are on the verge of collapse, terrible enemies, what a terrible bunch of enemies.

Although the Eight Roads were beaten like this, what price did the horse bandits pay?

The No. 800 cavalry lost more than half, and the Ma family army that could breathe at this moment was only three hundred.

Invincible?

Conquer everything?

It's all history.

The leader howled, slashing with the last of his strength to save the last bit of face.

Only by letting these enemies die and die can the reputation of the Ma Jiajun be maintained.

Sun Desheng was already exhausted and collapsed, and he watched the leader's saber slash clearly, and he couldn't use any strength to defend at all.

could only watch the knife getting closer and closer, and Sun Desheng wanted to raise his hand countless times and block it with the saber in his hand, but he failed.

There is no strength, there is no more at all.

The arm appears to be dislocated.

Here comes the knife.

When Sun Desheng saw clearly that the knife was not aimed at him, but at the brigade commander Wang Liang on horseback.

He's crazy, he's crazy and wants to raise his knife to stop it, but no, it still doesn't work.

The knife weighed several kilograms, and if it hadn't been wrapped in strips of cloth, it would have fallen to the ground long ago.

As an old cavalryman, Sun Desheng is direct, and if the enemy's knife is cut down, Wang Liang will not have a chance to live.

This, this is clearly a cut off at the waist, and a knife kills people.

At this moment, there was silence.

The horse bandits did not move, and watched quietly.

The fighters wanted to go for protection, but it was too late.

All eyes fell on Sun Desheng, who was next to Wang Liang.

However, Sun Desheng has no less than thirty knife cuts on his body, how can he do it.

The knife falls

Puff -

Ahh

Puff -

Puff -

Four sounds.

One man rolled off his horse.

With the first pop, the leader of the horse bandits slashed Sun Desheng's left arm, which was not holding a knife.

Ah--this is Sun Desheng howling in pain, and his arm has already flown out.

With a second pop, the bloody and violent aura on Sun Desheng's body was once again stimulated by this intense pain, and his right hand slashed the throat of the horse bandit leader with a knife, clean and neat, and blood spurted out at once.

Poof, the leader of the horse bandits fell from his horse and died.

Sun Desheng blocked the saber with his left arm and protected Wang Liang to the death, that's it.

The horse bandits facing each other were stunned and confused by this scene.

It was beyond their expectations.

Anger and annoyance followed, and they howled and rushed up to them like crazy.

Bang bang bang -

Bang bang bang -

Dada, dada, dada......

At this moment, gunshots rang out behind him.

The charging bandits were killed by stray bullets.

Zhang Dabiao led a group to arrive.

When the bandits saw that there were so many eight roads, the brothers who rushed to the front were beaten into a sieve by bullets, and they immediately lost their fighting spirit, turned their horses, and fled from here.

The remaining cavalry warriors seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, either lying on their horses or falling off their horses.

Sun Desheng, who broke an arm, was no exception and fell off his horse.

"Fucking help! Fast! Zhang Dabiao's eyes were blood-red, and he had been driven crazy by the scene of the corpses of the warriors on the ground.

Although he has experienced hundreds of battles of all sizes, not to mention hundreds, today's bloodshed is a little maddening.

The warriors searched for the breathing warriors, and the hygienists bandaged them briefly before carrying them off the battlefield.

Wang Liang didn't know how long he had been in a coma, nor what had happened in between, but when he woke up, it was already a week later.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Eighth Route Army went to the front line in North China, relying on the Taihang Mountain, opened up the Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong, and Henan base areas, and the rear hospital of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters was located on Guangzhi Mountain.