In the woods on the side of the road, Ma Tingyou, the former commander of the elite army's soldiers and horses, was coldly watching the vanguard of the forcibly marching Guangfu Army slowly and tiredly squirming on the plain. And in front of the foot of the war horse that Ma Tingyou was riding lay the corpses of two scouts of the Liberation Army. This is the sentinel of the Spearhead Company searching the woods.

The cavalry from Hezhou has always been known for its brutal combat methods, but the sentry soldiers of the Liberation Army only saw it with their own eyes for the first time today. In order to force the flag of safe passage, Ma Tingyou directly hung one of the fighters on the tree, gouged out his eyes first, and then peeled off his skin raw, and the other captured soldier was frightened stupid by the screams of his comrades when they were being flayed alive, and the bloody body hanging on the tree was wriggling and struggling, and when he was pulled and hung on the tree, he cried and obediently explained the flag clearly.

His confession was exchanged for a cruel laugh from Ma Tingyou, and the two swords resulted in the surnames of the two captives. The flag was about to arrive, and after the rider who had changed into the uniform of the Liberation Army played the flag of safety, the completely defenseless vanguard company column of the Liberation Army in front of him aroused Ma Tingyou's fighting spirit, and he played with the submachine gun captured from the sentry in his hand. Turning his horse, he looked around at the four hundred and sixty cavalrymen behind him, all of whom were armed with spears or sabers, quietly waiting to fight. Only a few horses with inferior surnames neighed impatiently.

"Brothers, let them see the power of the Hezhou Horse Team!"

With a smile on his face, Ma Tingyou drank softly to the subordinates behind him, and then made a charging gesture to the trumpeters beside him. The trumpeter nodded and blew the horn.

For the infantry, the trumpets and shouts of the cavalry charging were the dream of almost any infantry on the march, and it was also a scene that no commander wanted. When he heard the shouting sound of the cavalry charging, and when the earth-shaking sound of horses' hooves came, Liang Peng thought that he was dreaming. When I looked back, I saw a group of cavalry rushing from the field.

"Defend in place!"

At this time, Ma Tingyou, who was leading more than 100 meters away, held high the saber in his hand, and led nearly 400 cavalry to charge the vanguard of this rebel army.

Nearly 400 cavalrymen led by Ma Tingyou first put a row of guns a hundred meters away, swept down the rebels who were ready to counterattack, and then brandished their sabers and galloped into the defense line hastily built by the rebels, wielding their sabers and slashing to their heart's content. Those who came upon them were either cut down or trampled by the hooves of horses.

"Machine gun!"

At the shouts of the sergeants, the soldiers immediately set up their guns, and before the shooters were in position, the cavalry had already rushed in front of them. The horseman on horseback shook the reins of his horse, jumped over the whole machine gun, returned to his horse and slashed the head of the gallant sergeant, and the inner archer stood up helplessly, and the cavalryman waved his saber out of thin air, and the head and body of the archer were separated.

In just an instant, some of the soldiers who were hastily attacked lost the courage to fight, and some of them abandoned their weapons and fled without their lives, but they completely lost their sense of direction under the slashing of the cavalry regiments, and could only run blindly and become the target of slaughter.

"Liberation Army! If you don't triumph, you swear to die! ”

Liang Peng shouted loudly, killed a few deserters, and then brandished a submachine gun to strafe the approaching enemy, at this time he saw a platoon leader, lost the courage to respond to the battle at the moment the defense line was broken through, knelt on the ground and cried for mercy, and a cavalryman directly rode over and trampled him to death.

There were cowards and heroes, and when the hastily constructed defense line was torn apart in an instant, Zhu Zhenbo led his platoon and stood up.

"Kill ......"

More than 40 officers and men of the second platoon used this roar to vent their anger and the last trace of fear, and at the same time, they waved their rifles with bayonets without hesitation and rushed towards the cavalry who were close at hand, and there was no way to retreat.

Finally, in the midst of their shouts and the shouts of the Qing cavalry, the green wave and the variegated wave collided head-on, everything was only in a short moment, but time seemed to be frozen in this moment, this Ma Tingyou did not see the faces of those traitors showing a frightened face like those people before, but saw a hideous face, like a god of death who had just been torn out of hell.

When the Qing soldiers on horseback raised their sabers in their hands and slashed at the fierce-looking soldiers of the Liberation Army who were rushing towards them, the Chinese soldiers who rushed in the front row did not dodge but struggled to raise their bayonets and rushed forward, and at this moment, the cavalry on the horse saw a hint of ominous aura in the smiles that suddenly appeared in the faces of the Chinese soldiers who jumped up and rushed forward, but it was too late.

The soldiers who rushed to the first row squatted down and pointed their bayonet rifles at 45 degrees to the sky, and the butts of the guns touched the ground, instantly forming a half-circle of knives, and the horses that could not be stopped crashed into them, and at the moment when the bayonet sank into the horse's neck, the soldiers were knocked away by the usual surname of the impact, but the horse was also killed.

The submachine gunners and light machine gunners, who were protected by their comrades with bayonet guns, seized the opportunity to strafe the enemy cavalry in front of them with their submachine guns, and in this chaos, they finally tore a narrow gap with bullets, and at this time only the sound of shouts remained on the battlefield, and the sound of explosions did not echo.

When the cavalry swept past with their sabers, they looked at the cavalry rushing in front of them, and the gunners and assistant marksmen without weapons were too late to set up positions, and they rushed towards the cavalry desperately with their sapper shovels, and an observer grabbed a grenade from the arms of his fallen comrade beside him, and when he pulled down the cable of the grenade, he howled and rushed towards the cavalry.

At the moment when the hateful cavalry was approaching, he seemed to wave the saber in his hand slightly, and the bright saber slashed through the air, and the observer fell down with his bloody throat in his hand, and the grenade fell from his hand. Several cavalrymen on the side cheered loudly, but the fallen observer smiled at this moment.

In the next moment, a loud bang was over, and when the smoke cleared, the remaining limbs could not distinguish whether they belonged to him or the Qing soldiers, only a war horse with a blown abdominal cavity was lying on the ground twitching.

At this time, there was no difference between a battle line and no defense, and on the battlefield of a mixed battle, the cavalry was jumping in the field road, slashing and slashing with sabers, and the soldiers wielding rifles, except for those who gathered according to their guns and relied on their bayonets to hold up a defensive line to barely resist the onslaught of the cavalry, the panicked soldiers, although they showed amazing bravery, were only the souls of the cavalry under the swords.

"Don't rush hard, shoot in circles! Scattered them."

Ma Tingyou on horseback shouted loudly, the trumpeter behind him immediately picked up the horn and blew for a while, the horse team that was originally attacking immediately turned around, almost sticking to the bayonet as a barrier to defend the Guangfu army while shooting guns while circling, in a few of them were just knocked down, when there was a gap in the defensive circle, a cavalry rushed over, a soldier in the circle immediately held a bayonet to make up, but it was too late, when he rushed to fill the position, the cavalry of the Qing army had raised his saber and cut down.

"Ahh

The soldier who rushed forward desperately held up his rifle and stabbed the bayonet at the man's body, and when the sharp saber cut into his shoulder, the bayonet on the soldier's gun head stabbed into the body of the Qing cavalry who was still a little excited from the bottom of the thigh, and the habitual surname of the war horse dragged the bayonet in the right abdomen of the Qing Dynasty in an instant, cutting a hole of dozens of centimeters, and the intestines were also thrown out, and when he was dragged off the horse by the bayonet on the rifle, the soldier and the cavalry who had lost their lives fell to the ground at the same time, The follow-up war horses trampled over the corpses of the two without a trace of mercy.

The machine gunner with the light machine gun fired towards the gap, the machine gunner roared and pulled the trigger, and the defensive circle that seemed to be breaking through was held again in this moment, "Pay attention to coordinated firepower, don't shoot all at once!" ”

Taking advantage of this effort, Liang Peng shouted loudly, and now his dozens of people are all protected by a spear formation set up by more than a dozen soldiers outside the circle with oblique rifle bayonets, and machine gunners and submachine gunners are the hope of whether everyone can hold on.

The horn sounded again, and the horse team that had been in a circle suddenly dispersed back into the woods, and when the horse team retreated, Zhu Zhenbo immediately commanded his platoon and company commander to converge together.

Watching this scene in the woods, Ma Tingyou counted the number of people first, but it was only half a bag of cigarettes, although he killed more than 100 of them, but he broke more than 30 horses, all of which only made his face show some bloodthirsty smiles.

"Lord, look at this!"

Ma Zhanwu, who was on a horse rushing behind, threw a canvas bag, in which there were three iron lumps with wooden sticks, which many people had held before.

"Commander, I've seen them throw this thing, unscrew this iron cover, pull it and throw it out!"

"Let's see if you get some more, and tell the brothers how to use this thing! Let's blow the fuck! ”

Ten minutes later, when the dust and smoke raised by the grenade explosion dissipated, in addition to the dead bodies all over the ground on the road, only the elite army cavalry team that was riding on the horse and gasping for breath was left, the previous more than 460 horsemen, now there are only about 400 cavalry, although they are victorious, but their faces do not have a trace of joy, and even show some luck, Ma Tingyou, who jumped off the horse, looked at the wounded man lying in a pool of blood and was obviously an officer, and his arm was cut off in half. The chest cavity has also been opened, and most of the blood has almost drained.

Liang Peng, who was lying on the ground, gasped and glared angrily at the Qing army in front of him, and Ma Tingyou also glanced at him, then grabbed his head, took out a dagger from his waist, and cut Liang Peng's head with a dagger.

"......Woooo

(To be continued)