The first stop is the decisive battle, Namu is planning to take advantage of the enemy's unstable foothold, the strength is not strong, in one fell swoop into the enemy's formation, if Namu really let this tactic be realized, then the "Storm Commando" must be annihilated.

Namu's ideas and tactical arrangements are indeed good, but Otto and their defense relying on oil wells, behind the oil wells is a steel oil derrick, could it be that the cavalry rushed in and hit the steel frame, so Namu's strategy is useless to the "storm commando" at all, it can be said that Namu's offensive strategy is not in line with the actual situation at all. If the "Storm Commando" had been deployed in a wide area, then Namu's tactics would have been successful.

It was getting closer, closer and closer, and in the faint moonlight, Namu could already see the cold light of the bayonets on the gun, and what made Namu very strange was that the steel helmets of these Germans were not reflected at all under the moonlight, which made Namu suddenly have doubts in his heart. Namu had dealt with the German ** people before, and their German-style steel helmet Namu had also brought it personally. The German-style steel helmet was definitely reflective, and although Namu had doubts in his heart, he still did not order his troops to stop.

Under the moonlight, thousands of cavalrymen with riding guns in their hands, long sabers on their waists, lined up in a line three or four hundred meters wide, and rushed towards the easternmost oil well of the "Storm Commando", because attacking this oil well would not be attacked by the defensive forces of other oil wells, the position of this oil well was very prominent, and the distance from other oil wells was more than 1,500 meters.

Naam, who was on a war horse, was already ready to shoot and had to be fired.

"Brothers, for the sake of Poland, for the sake of giving birth to me and raising my homeland, drive the Germans out of Poland and kill ......"

"Kill...... Yes!!! ”

The Polish army shouted, galloped on horseback, like a raging wave, and rushed towards the reef on the shore, and the posture that swallowed mountains and rivers seemed to sweep away the German army in front like fallen leaves.

Namu is also enthusiastic, from the waist to pull out the snow bright saber, the snow bright saber in the white moonlight, emitting a terrifying cold light, Namu the whole person on the horse's back, one hand tightly held the reins of the horse, the white war horse seems to understand the master's passionate will to fight, more let go of the hooves, the wind and lightning gallop charged, Namu only felt an inexplicable pleasure.

That's how soldiers like it, which is why Namu uses knives instead of guns, preferring to chop off the heads of his enemies with a single knife and then look at the corpses of his enemies, spurting blood and falling.

"Dada...... Bumper ...... Boom...... Ahhhh …… Sizzle"

The Germans in front began to shoot, and the bullets fired from the Shanzhai Type 56 submachine gun and light machine gun drew countless dead "fire whips" in the air, as long as they were touched by the "fire whips", they were either killed or injured, and they fell down their horses, and most of them were trampled to death by other war horses on their side.

Namu felt that the Germans' firepower was too fierce, so each of them was using machine guns, continuous barrage, like a storm, the neighing of war horses, and the screams of the brothers who were hit by the Germans, all of which tore Namu's heart, whether it was a war horse or a brother, everything was trained by Namu's painstaking efforts, and in just over ten seconds, their lives were like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and they passed away abruptly.

Namu, who was bleeding in his heart, clamped his legs, and the spurs on his riding boots stabbed the mount under his crotch, and he galloped even faster, like lightning in the dark night.

The Germans in the distance began to support the Germans here with mortars, and countless mortar shells and heavy raindrops fell in a torrent, and the screams with death would take away several of their men in an instant.

Namu didn't know what the sacrifice was on his side, but he felt that the forward on his side couldn't rush two or three hundred meters in front of the Germans, as if there was a whirlpool of death in the range of four hundred to two hundred meters away from the Germans, no matter how many people filled it, it had no effect.

Of course, Namm didn't know that the firing range of the German Shanzhai Type 56 submachine gun was 400 meters, and as long as the horses or people in this distance entered, there was absolutely no life, and at the same time, the mortars in this range had the most shells falling, so in this case, it was difficult for the Polish army to break through their defense line in Bensen.

At this time, Namu had rushed to about 800 meters in front of the German position, and Naam, who was known for his flexible command, hurriedly shouted:

"The soldiers are divided into three roads, and the soldiers are divided into three roads......"

"Dada...... Bumper ...... Boom...... Tick Tick ......"

"The soldiers are divided into three roads, and the soldiers are divided into three roads......"

Of course, the soldiers around Namu could hear Naam's orders, but there was absolutely no way to hear them from a distance, so they also shouted, this is the ancient way of passing orders of cavalry, and such a roaring battlefield can only be used to convey information by shouting in unison.

Naam's cavalry showed the effect of their hard work at this point, and almost instantly, the troops behind them divided into three lines and charged towards Benson's oil wells.

"Kill...... Da Da Bang Bang ...... Boom...... Knock knock ......"

The sound of killing, submachine guns, machine guns, mounted guns, explosions, and horses' hooves mingled into a bloody battlefield in the bleak moonlight. Naam's cavalry regiment can be said to have lost a quarter of its strength in just a few minutes, but this did not make Naam's already completely fanatical Polish troops retreat, but rushed forward more fearlessly.

At this time, Namu had rushed to the front, and the people in front of him were also dead, and Namu could clearly see the heads of the Germans peeking out of the pit, as well as the muzzles of the guns that spewed flames, and these hateful Germans were wantonly shooting their comrades, which was unbearable for Naam.

"Kill...... For the Polish ...... Yes!!! ”

As soon as Namu shouted a word, he was hit in the right chest by a bullet, and the huge force took Namu away from the war horse and flew out, Naam's white horse was very conspicuous, others held guns, he held knives, and it was the key target of the "Storm Commando".

The hit Namu was still three hundred meters away from Benson's defensive line at this time, and although Namu was hit, his men did not stop the charge, but only avoided a little route, so as not to trample on their commander.

Bensen's defense line began to be in crisis, and the Polish cavalry regiment of more than 2,000 people rushed forward, saying that the Polish cavalry also had cavalry guns in their hands, and the "Storm Commando" was in the elite, and their heads could not withstand bullets, so Benson's casualties also reached one-third.

Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters.

Killed one, the Polish army came up with two, and killed a pair of Polish soldiers from the coming up with two pairs.

One hundred meters.

Suddenly, gunfire rang out from the flank of the Polish army, and the bullets on this side were even denser, and the bullets were tilted to the side of the Polish cavalry like a raging storm.

"Dada...... Ahh!!hhhhh …… Whoop ......"

It was the sound of Otto's gunfire, and the screams of the Polish soldiers who were hit, and the mournful screams of the horses.

After Namu was shot off his horse, he flew upside down and fell to the ground with a "bump", "Ah!! This pain was like a heart-rampling heart, and a person as strong as Namu still screamed in pain.

Namu was hit in the right chest by a bullet from a submachine gun, with a small eye in the front and a large hole in the back, and blood gushing out like a spring.

Life was passing away from Namu's body at a rapid pace, and the bone-chilling cold hit Namu lying on the ground mercilessly, Namu shivered with his hands and tried to wrap his clothes tightly, but he still felt the cold penetrate his heart and lungs, and Namu's body began to shiver involuntarily.

In order to alleviate his cold, Namu subconsciously took out a pack of blood-stained cigarettes from his pocket, his hands were already shaking very much, and it took a lot of effort to pull out another box of matches.

"Sneer......"

Namu felt that his hand was starting to be a little out of his control, and he used all his strength to draw several times without lighting a match, but Namu was not going to give up, he was a relatively determined one, and the cold of his body required him to take a puff of cigarette to resist.

"Snort...... Snort"

Naammu's trembling hand finally struck a match, and he shivered and shivered as he lit the cigarette with his own blood in his mouth.

Namu quickly took a deep breath, and "cough ......" instead ushered in a faint coughing sound, and the violently cracked chest continued to gush with bubble blood.

"Hoo ......"

A puff of smoke erupted from Namu's mouth, diffused in the air, gradually amplified, the smoke was in the moonlight, like a dream, Namu suddenly saw his mother from the smoke, he was preparing a sumptuous dinner, the table was lined with exquisite food, the elderly mother's face was full of wrinkles, her back was already slightly bent, but this did not affect her kindness, she was preparing food, she was still nagging, "Namu!! Mom made you your favorite roast chicken. ”

Namu felt as if he was standing on the roof, looking at the table full of things, looking at the kind mother, Namu's tears couldn't help but fall, Namu wanted to call his mother loudly, but no matter how Namu shouted, his mother still did not react at all, which made Namu suddenly very painful.

Suddenly, the mother in front of him disappeared, disappeared into the dreamlike smoke, and the smoke in front of Namu also drifted away with the wind, a chill invaded the depths of Namu's bones at one time, so he couldn't help a spasm, Namu hurriedly beat his mouth with a cigarette with a trembling hand, and took a hard breath, "Ahem...... Whew......".

Namu's smoke filled the air, tumbling and tumbling, and the white and desolate moonlight shone on the smoke in front of Namu's eyes, refracting a dreamlike light.

Namu saw his beautiful and virtuous wife, washing clothes by the river, a pair of white hands were a little red from the cold, Namu felt as if he was standing in the treetops, looking at his hard-working and virtuous wife from a distance, his wife's beautiful face had a hopeful smile, she must be longing for Namu to return to him as soon as possible, Namu tried to shout the name of his beloved wife, but Namu's wife didn't seem to hear his shout, Namu began to cry his wife's name heartbreakingly, still no response, which made Namu extremely sad.

Suddenly, Naam's beautiful wife disappeared into the wind, like a stone thrown into the calm surface of the lake, causing ripples...... (To be continued.) )