In fact, the strength of this team is similar to that of the infantry team that entered the city and fought in the streets, and even the strength of the individual soldiers was not as good as the two-handed swordsmen wearing thick armor, but unlike Zhao Yun's cavalry arrayed outside the city, the cavalry outside the city was mostly a retro cavalry team, with heavy cavalry in the center and light cavalry on both sides, mainly to prepare for the Japanese who came out of the city. Even in order to make up for the lack of tanks and other armored vehicles that could not reach this place quickly, Zhao Yun also kept a certain number of "chain horses" in the army as a tool for crushing.

The hussars established for the Europeans were a group of musketeers, in addition to being equipped with pistols and other equipment like ordinary cavalry, they were also equipped with a large number of submachine guns, shotguns, and "Scottish crossbows" against fortifications and armored vehicles.

The county seat of Tongxian is not large, and more than 10,000 winged cavalry are divided into several thousand-man teams and take turns to enter the city to fight. With the addition of more than 1,000 winged cavalry, the camp warriors can get rapid reinforcements in the street battle, and rely on the speed of the cavalry to quickly divide and outflank the Japanese army, and often the winged cavalry will also launch a short-distance charge, directly knocking into some Japanese troops who are blocking the way, so that the stalemate on the battlefield begins to pour into the Chinese side.

"We must quickly occupy that street in the center, otherwise we won't be able to hold out for the night!" Taking a deep breath, Asada looked down at the map of Jixian again. He didn't say much, because he was speechless, and if it weren't for the exceptional circumstances, he didn't want the soldiers to fight with the armies that didn't have the slightest breath of life. Facing those Chinese soldiers who poked more than a dozen holes, were expressionless, and fought bloodily, Asada himself was also worried in his heart, let alone those soldiers. Even, after this order was given, he no longer faintly worried about whether he would lose too many soldiers, because it was inevitable. Asada, who already had the idea of retreating in his heart, knew that all the previous retreat plans had been ruined the moment he saw those hussars appear. At present, the only way out is to fight back.

Sensing that a small group of camp troops was taking a defensive posture in the central streets of the city and was eager to occupy important intersections, Asada was fooled by the counterattack. A Japanese army of more than 400 men, composed entirely of infantry, carried two field guns and advanced to the center of the street, with the main force concentrated in the center and a squad on each side to guard it.

The camp consisted of only five small phalanxes, two hundred men, eighty shield-wielding melee warriors, eighty elite riflemen with Hanyang-made, two Napoleonic cannons, and some archers. Knowing that the Japanese army was coming in a big way, Zhao Yun hurriedly transferred two nearby winged cavalry hundred-man teams to reinforcements.

When he saw the Japanese army appear in a nearby neighborhood, Zhao Yun wisely let the hussars retreat, attracting the Japanese infantry to go deeper, and scattered numerous elite riflemen on the flanks of the cavalry.

The Japanese failed to pay attention to the impact of the hussars at close range, and their central group launched an assault on the stationary hussars, failing to achieve absolute superiority under the heavy rain of hussars.

Just as the Japanese soldiers rushed up on foot with bayonets and fought on foot, the shield-wielding melee warriors moved from the rear of the cavalry to the front, forming a shield wall and resisting the pace of the Japanese attack. Elite riflemen fired several volleys of rifle from the left and right flanks at the two Japanese flank squads, forcing them to retreat and huddle together with the main forces of the center group. Because the soldiers in front could not move forward, and at the same time the troops on both wings retreated inward under the dense row of guns of the other side, the Japanese army was attacked from three sides at the same time, and the situation was similar to the situation of the Roman army in the Cannae War, due to the overcrowding and more than 100 pairs of "Scottish crossbows" began to exert their might, many Japanese troops trampled each other to death in order to avoid shelling, and even the number of people who died due to squeezing was more than the number of people killed by the "Scottish crossbow" 90mm armor-piercing shells.

When the Japanese finally began to retreat, the hussars began to pursue, inflicting more casualties on the Japanese. On the contrary, the casualties of the samurai in this camp were very small, and the largest casualties came from the volley of guns. But the Japanese, who like accurate shooting, never thought that they could encounter such a retro combat method on the battlefield, and still rigidly followed the instructions on the infantry drill code, or half-squatting, or prostrate, ready to shoot, and when they were in a good position, the bullets of the elite riflemen had already been shot into their bodies, so it was said that the two sides were firing at each other, in fact, the Japanese army did not kill or injure many elite riflemen who disregarded life, and chose to retreat because of too many losses.

As the Japanese army retreated in the county seat of Tongxian, Wang Chengbin's Manchurian soldiers were transferred by Zhao Yun again, followed by the soldiers in the camp, and took charge of cleaning up the battlefield.

After all, Tongxian is a big town, and it is far from being able to take care of all the soldiers in the camp. The people who were nestled in the corners and could not leave their homeland, and the Japanese soldiers who were injured and had no time to evacuate were not the targets that the camp samurai were good at. Therefore, the soldiers of the camp were responsible for demolishing the houses in front and forcing out the Japanese troops who were hiding everywhere, and handed over the search task that they were not good at to these ordinary people to deal with.

After this skirmish, two to three hundred Japanese corpses were scattered in the streets, and two wounded Japanese soldiers were captured.

Although the soldiers of the camp are still stationed here, the monks who are usually responsible for recruiting surrender were hit by stray bullets and have been killed in the fierce battle just now. Although the Manchurian soldiers in charge of the search dragged them out of the pile of dead, they had been killed by the Japanese before, and the two sides could be described as deep as the sea, and no one in the Manchurian bannermen was willing to risk being attacked again, escorting the two Japanese soldiers to the prisoner camp inside or outside the city for a long time.

The two Japanese soldiers looked at the Chinese soldiers who were staring around in a panic, and they seemed to know that they were "in danger" because they could not understand their words.

One of them looked to the east and barely got up from the ground, "Bang! "I came to a regular military posture, shouted a Japanese army slogan, and closed my eyes." Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water? Seeing this person's expression, the leading company commander of the Manchurian Infantry Regiment here also had a stiff expression, squatting under a ruined wall, smoking and not speaking, he was choosing, kill or not?

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency?" seemed to notice that the company commander was a little distracted, and the clothed slave who served as a personal soldier next to him lowered his voice to remind his master. "The slave looks at the wolf, it seems that he intends to kill himself, but he doesn't know ......"

"Wait!" As if he had guessed what his minion was thinking, the company commander shook his head and said. This Manchu yellow belt, after thinking for a few seconds, was about to stand up, when a piece of jade pendant suddenly fell from his waist and made him make up his mind.

The choice finally came to fruition, "Kill this widow!" Then he added another sentence in his heart, "Avenge my second grandfather!" At the sound of the order, someone immediately opened fire, and the devil soldier who shouted the slogan fell stiffly to the ground, and the large-caliber rifle bullet penetrated the abdomen at close range, and the torn wound must have brought him great pain, but although this shot was fatal, it could not kill him immediately.

Seeing that he was in pain, the company commander waved his hand unbearably, and then, a squad leader shot him in the head with a Mauser rifle, and he finally got "relief" in advance.

Having killed one and taking one prisoner, the Japanese soldier was glazed-eyed, flustered but unmoved, with a sallow face and rough hands indicating that he was also from malnourished rural Japan. He is very small, probably less than 1.5 meters, like a doll, but from his face, it can be seen that he is a mature man, a Japanese who invaded China!

Wounded in the leg, he lost his former sharpness, and was able to participate in this raid on Huaxia, proving that he was at least a soldier whose combat skills could be ranked in the middle and upper ranks on weekdays, but now he shrunk to the ground like a defeated rooster.

The squad leader withdrew a hot shell, put his gun against the captive's head, and turned back to the company commander. "To kill or not to kill?"

Just killed one, the company commander felt a lot of anger in his heart, thinking that his superiors had an order to capture the prisoners before, the company commander barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly. "Don't panic, ask him in sign language if he surrenders?"

The squad leader is also a famous bannerman, in the previous charge, his two elder brothers were all trapped in the Japanese ambush circle, with a total of more than 7,000 Manchu Eight Banners of young and strong, it can be said that the Japanese ambush, the withering Manchu vitality was greatly damaged. If it weren't for the fact that there were many people here, the squad leader would have pulled out his bayonet a long time ago, and the two Japanese soldiers had been killed.

After hearing the company commander's order, he impatiently picked up a Japanese flag from the ground, tore off a corner, took it to the Japanese soldier, and threw it on the ground.

If he picks up this white cloth and shakes it, he will not kill him. Of course, he had other options.

The white cloth fell to the ground, and the eyes of the Japanese soldiers carefully studied the white cloth, but the curious Manchurian soldiers who surrounded him were staring at him.

"Surrender!" The squad leader took the dialect of Beijing and threw out this sentence fiercely, like an ultimatum. The other party barely paid attention to it, just slowly picked up the white cloth, looked at it in a daze, and said nothing. "Ahh With a desperate roar, he tore the white cloth.

"Grandma's!" The squad leader scolded fiercely, and pointed at the head of the Japanese soldier, "Smack!" A gunshot rang out.......

Mauser's gunfire echoed in the sky, and not far away, a small makeshift prisoner camp held a hundred and ten Japanese prisoners of war. These were Japanese prisoners captured in the past two days, and they were to be packed up and sent outside the city when the fighting had stopped for a while, and then handed over to the monks for "persuasion". Due to the counterattack of the Japanese army's 3,000 death squads, the camp samurai also suffered heavy casualties, so almost all the monks who entered the city were transferred to the front line to treat the wounded everywhere. Therefore, the work of recruiting and surrendering was temporarily put down and managed by these Manchurian soldiers. Although Zhao Yun gave the order to capture the prisoners of war, this was a battlefield, and many orders had been deformed. In an environment of non-cooperation on the part of the other side, it was still very common for the Manchu bannermen, who were originally a rabble and had a deep blood feud, to shoot Japanese prisoners of war.

(This chapter is cringe, I just don't dare to write it, I'm afraid that as soon as it appears, I will be killed!) So it's been a long, long time! ）