The chaos caused by the war horses is more terrible than the chaos of people, they run around, and they attack the already chaotic formation everywhere, which can only make the team more and more chaotic. Many soldiers who were on foot without horses were killed and trampled to death by frightened war horses.

High-explosive grenades of tank battalions began to explode in the herd of war horses, and almost every shell played a huge role. The war horse is tall, as long as a bomb falls within 50 meters, it is finished, it is not killed, it is injured.

Fukuda Daisa was so angry that his little nose was crooked, and the strong firepower of the Chinese army caused the Japanese cavalry to suffer heavy losses. He was also put in a dilemma, if he continued to attack, but he could not bear the heavy losses, and if he dismounted to avoid the enemy's artillery fire, he slowed down the attack.

It's really necessary to choose one of the two options, and neither option is beneficial.

Fukuda Osa thought about it, there was no other good way, in order not to wipe out the whole army, he could only ask the third and fourth squadrons to dismount and avoid the bombs, while the first and second squadrons continued to attack.

The officers and men of the 1st and 2nd squadrons continued to gallop on their horses, their high sabers raised, and the officers and men gritted their teeth and stared at the officers and men in front and behind, and the officers and men on the left and right fell one by one, but they still resolutely carried out the order, controlled the horses, and made them gallop forward at high speed.

In the midst of the impact, there continued to be war horses that kept falling.

Just when they were 2,000 meters away from the tank battalion, the heavy machine guns on the front tank, Yin Zhaoli and Zhang Xiaosan's heavy machine guns roared together.

The seventy or eighty pieces of the tank battalion, plus the dozens of Yin Zhaoli and Zhang Xiaosan, nearly a hundred or so heavy machine guns, all the bullets that were fired wildly sprinkled into the sky, fell from the sky, and scattered to the ground like hail.

Most of the bullets fell on the yellow earth, the red earth, and of course, some bullets fell on the heads, shoulders and horses of the little devils. A 12.7 mm bullet, as long as it hits the flesh, is a big hole, and there is basically no chance of survival.

Especially the war horse, in the violent wheezing, the heart is beating faster, the blood is speeding up, once there are bullet holes on the body, the blood flows out as fast as a river, and soon the blood flows clean and dies.

It was really a thousand house nets, and there were big fish in the nets, but there were still a small number of cavalrymen who braved the rain of bullets and killed them all the time.

The Japanese soldiers were really well-trained and fearless of death, and they quickly took out grenades from their bodies and threw them at the tanks, and some of the cavalrymen, who also got off their horses, also had to follow the example of the Chinese soldiers, climb into the tanks, lift the roof and throw grenades into the cars.

Yin Zhaoli saw it in his eyes and hated it in his heart, how could he let the little devil's conspiracy succeed, only to see him yell: "Come on, you must not let the little devil get close to the tank." ”

Zhang Xiuguan, the commander of the first company, immediately led the company to pounce, and more than 100 assault rifles immediately swept towards the cavalry of the little devil "suddenly...... and "......da-da", even if the bullet hit the M2 tank car, it didn't matter, the bullet of the assault rifle, the steel plate of the tank car could still withstand it.

A little devil shook his saber and pounced on Zhang Xiuguan, Zhang Xiuguan fired a burst at him, and the little devil shook on the horse and fell off the horse.

Before Zhang Xiuguan could catch his breath, the second little devil rushed over again with a saber. Zhang Xiuguan pulled the trigger, but the gun didn't go off, knowing that the magazine was running out. didn't wait for Zhang Xiuguan to think about anything, the little devil had already rushed to him.

At this time, it was really a thousand shots, a little hesitation, everything was over, the speed of the cavalry was too fast, and the speed of the saber was even faster. Zhang Xiuguan subconsciously used an assault rifle to make a square, only to hear a "brush" on the ground, and the plastic butt was cut in two.

This moment really shocked Zhang Xiuguan's cold sweat, if it weren't for this gun, his head would have been cut off.

The cavalry rushed over, slowed down slightly, circled back the horse's head, and rushed towards Zhang Xiuguan again.

The saber swayed, and in the reflection of the daylight, it flashed in circles of light.

At this time, Zhang Xiuguan subconsciously picked up the half-cut rifle, and only had half a half-cut assault rifle in his hand, if he hesitated, his life would be over for the second time.

Without further ado, no matter how nervous he is, he can't panic, Zhang Xiuguan was in a hurry, holding a half-cut assault rifle, and he looked like he was shooting.

At this moment, the little devil was fooled, and he also hesitated, shook his body, and dodged behind the horse's head, but the saber did not cut down.

This is really the last chance, and if he misses this opportunity again, the little devil circled back his horse and raised his saber, he really didn't have a curse.

Zhang Xiuguan took advantage of the opportunity that the little devil did not cut the saber, lifted his spirit, gathered strength, his body flashed, flashed past the range of the saber, and then a harrier turned over and jumped on the war horse.

When it came to hand-to-hand combat with the devil, Zhang Xiuguan was much easier, he grabbed the little devil's neck tightly, twisted it hard, only heard a "Ge Bang", and the little devil's neck was twisted off.

The little devil immediately slumped down like a rootless sapling. Zhang Xiuguan pushed hard and pushed him off the horse, and when he pushed him, Zhang Xiuguan also grabbed his saber with his hand.

As soon as he saw the living man riding on his back, the tall Anglo-Norman horse was jumping and jumping, and he wanted to throw Zhang Xiuguan off the horse. Zhang Xiuguan is not a battalion commander of the special operations battalion, and he has long been trained in equestrianism, he is lying on the horse's back, holding a saber in one hand, and he is one hand plus this half hand desperately grabbing the horse's mane, but he will not let go.

That is, Zhang Xiuguan, if it were someone else, he would have fallen off the horse a long time ago, and then he was trampled to death by the violent horse.

The tall Anglo-Norman horse tossed for a while, and it seemed that it couldn't break free from Zhang Xiuguan, so it had to stop.

As soon as it stopped, Zhang Xiuguan became more energetic, as if the horse was his. He brandished his saber and shouted loudly: "Comrades, we must not let the little devils come near our chariot, just behind the chariots, and we must not let the little devils come close." ”

The fighters took more active action, shooting at the devils who relied on tanks, and never allowed them to climb into tanks.

Zhang Xiaosan's guard platoon had to protect not only the Japanese cavalry approaching the tank, but also Han Xing.

Three or four cavalrymen rushed through the dense rain of bullets, and suddenly came in from the dust, and rushed towards Han Xing. Zhang Xiaosan raised his assault rifle and fired a point shot of "Da ......", and the two devils fell off their horses in response.

But there were two devils who rushed over at Zhang Xiaosan. Zhang Xiaosan brandished an assault rifle, fired another point, and shot another devil.

There was also a devil who jumped over Zhang Xiaosan and pounced on Han Xing's side.

Han Xing had already taken out his pistol and pointed at the little devil, "Horn!" Trumpet! "It was just a few shots, but because of the shaking of the cavalry, and the nervousness in my heart, I didn't hit it at all.

This little devil proudly brandished a high saber, the strong pectoral muscles of the war horse, and the four horse's hooves soaring high, he was so tall in front of Han Xing. Han Xing was like a little man in front of the war horse, and he was at an absolute disadvantage at all.

With a flick of Xue Liang's sword, a ray of death light slashed towards Han Xing.

Han Xing had no choice but to subconsciously close his eyes, thinking to himself, this is over, only to hear a "bang-" sound, the little devil's saber slashed on Li Dazhong's machete, and the two knives were in harmony, stirring up a string of sparks.

The war horse was too fast, and the little devil's knife didn't hit it, and the war horse ran over.

The sword borrows the horse's momentum, and the saber on the rider can increase its speed and strength several times by the horse's strength. This knife was actually stabbed by Li Dazhong, which shows that Li Dazhong's arm strength is quite outstanding.

The little devil circled the war horse, quickly turned around again, and rushed towards Li Dazhong again. Li Dazhong was unhurried and prepared a formula, waiting for him. The war horse was getting closer and closer to Li Dazhong, getting closer and closer, and the shining swords of both sides were ready, and they were going to decide the winner in this round.

"Horn-" A gunshot rang out, and the horse raised its head, and then drooped down, and as soon as its hooves went limp, it collapsed to the ground. This devil cavalry was about to slash Li Dazhong, but he was not able to prevent the mount from not giving strength, and he fell heavily from his horse at once.

He fell down in front of Li Dazhong, and before the New Year, he knelt down for Li Dazhong in advance. Li Dazhong didn't need to look back, he knew that this shot was fired by Wu Xiaoming, others were not so sharp, they were all fired in bursts, and it was Wu Xiaoming who dared to shoot alone.

Li Dazhong was quietly waiting for the little devil to get up.

When this little devil got up, he was quite embarrassed, his forehead was broken, his nose was rubbed down half, three of his front teeth were missing, and one of the front teeth that had not been lost was still in his mouth, and his mouth was leaking...... Yours...... Yours...... The work of the black gun, the real soldier is not ......"

Li Dazhong doesn't care about that, what kind of soldier is it or not, if you are killed, you will be a soldier. Li Dazhong brandished a machete and slashed at him.

This little devil's knife skills are also quite good, and when he raised his knife, he put Li Dazhong's knife aside. turned over his hand and slashed at Li Dazhong again, Li Dazhong passed this knife again, and fought with him for a few rounds.

A few rounds later, Li Dazhong touched the little devil's life, that is, the next game is not good, the foundation is too poor, Li Dazhong used the kung fu on his legs to start the left and right movements, flashing and moving at a small distance.

The little devil practiced the kung fu of the horse, and when the horse was gone, his legs and feet were naturally a little unsharp, not to mention the unfavorable rope, which was even more clumsy than the infantry. Li Dazhong and the little devil played a few more knives, and then saw the opportunity and kicked the little devil in the leg.

This kick was good, it kicked a little harder, and directly kicked the little devil's leg off.