Ye Shan He didn't expect that the attitude of this group of Northeast Army would be so tough, and when the attitude softened at this time, it was inevitable that he would be laughed at by his colleagues in the army when he returned. The Japanese army had not suffered such humiliation since the Meiji Restoration, and at this time they still had the advantage in numbers.

Compared with Yeshanhe, Lu Zixiang is a lot calmer and more relaxed, and the Northeast Army has always regarded the Japanese as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh. Lu Zixiang will not take the initiative to find trouble, at this time these Japanese soldiers are looking for ballast to come to the door, if Lu Zixiang retreats, he will also not be able to raise his head in the Northeast Army in the future, and Lu Zixiang himself will be deeply ashamed.

The momentum of both sides is tense.

"Kill all these people and avenge the dead Imperial warriors!" Noyama and other soldiers who had fought in the Russo-Japanese War and seen the terrifying lethality of machine guns did not dare to act rashly, for fear of attracting a fatal blow from the other party, but the troops brought out by Noyama were not all elites in a hundred battles, Michikawa Inoue enlisted a year ago, and now he can be promoted to Juncao in the cavalry ranks, which also has a certain background. Michikawa Inoue didn't understand why Noyama was still hesitating in the face of these inferior Chinese troops, did he want to sit back and watch the dignity of the imperial soldiers being trampled on by the Chinese here? If he had won this small battle under his leadership at this time, Michikawa Inoue would have a little more capital to brag about to his colleagues after he returned, which would not only add a heavy stroke to his career, but also win the admiration of countless colleagues. That's a lot to count.

"This idiot!" Ye Shan He secretly cursed, at this time both sides were like arrows, they were originally on the verge of collapse, and now through Dao Chuan Inoue's shouting, a conflict was inevitable.

Lu Zixiang is not a person who sits idly by, and the Northeast Army has never been afraid of death. Almost at the moment when the Japanese horse's hooves moved, Lu Zixiang coldly ordered, "Fire!" ”

When the Northeast Army fought with the Mongolian bandits, the Mongolian bandits relied on the speed of the people and horses to break through the formation of the Northeast Army head-on. Dealing with cavalry, the Northeast Army can be described as experienced.

Under the high-speed impact of this kind of cavalry, there is no need to aim, and the platoon gun is the best way to deal with it. More than forty soldiers were given three rounds of guns. Between the gunshots, there was a burst of people on their backs, and five or six horses fell from the first round of guns.

In this case, dozens of rifles add up to not a single Maxim. Song Huchen held the grip of the machine gun and swung on both sides, and the muzzle of the gun spat out a long tongue of fire as the bullet adjusted. The sound of gunfire like tearing cloth, and the notoriously fierce Maozi of Dmipov's men could only sink into the sand and fold their halberds in this kind of gunfire.

From the moment the machine guns were fired, a dozen cavalry cavalry seemed to crash into an invisible wall. The galloping war horse neighed and threw itself on the ground, and the Japanese soldiers on it were thrown down in amazement. As the direct guide of this battle, Michikawa Inoue felt two severe pain in his chest, feeling the blood in his chest keep gushing out, a pair of eyes lost their lustre, and the person fell weakly from the horse.

At the same time, the Japanese cavalry also showed a very high level of su, with people lying on horseback, legs between horses. The probability of the Northeast Army being able to directly hit the Japanese army in the high-speed impact was very low, and there was no other way than to wound the horse with a platoon of guns. But at this time, the Japanese army was also a little sitting. Lu Zixiang commanded his subordinates to rush more than a dozen mules and horses to the front of the team early, covering a large area, and it was obviously not easy for the Japanese cavalry to break through the blockade of the machine guns, and then break up these mules and horses.

The wrong war was fought in the wrong place at the wrong time. This is the only thought in Ye Shanhe's heart at this time, even if he wants to fight, it is definitely not a formation that has already been prepared for the Northeast Army with dozens of cavalry. If it weren't for the waste on Michikawa Inoue. That's not all. With just a face-to-face effort, Noyamai felt the well-trained and vigorous fighting spirit of the Northeast Army, and the other party was an army that was not afraid of their Japanese army! At this time, before touching the side of the Northeast Army, it had already been overturned by the opponent's platoon guns and Makqin by more than 20 horses, and the slight advantage of the Japanese army in strength had been leveled.

"Rush over!" After paying for almost a third of the heavy casualties. The Japanese were still on their way to the northeast army, and again lost five or six horsemen, and finally some cavalry broke through the blockade and infiltrated through the gap between the mules and horses.

"Damn the Shina people, come on!" Xiao Zhiquan, who had entered the Northeast Army formation, had a hideous face, brandished his saber and slashed at Zhao Gang's head.

"Fuck your uncle!" Zhao Gang shouted violently, and stepped forward with a gun, even if the other party was condescending and had an absolute advantage on foot and horse, but at this time Zhao Gang had no room to retreat, if he retreated, one after another Japanese cavalry would pour into the formation, and the good start would collapse, once the Japanese army rode their horses and wielded their sabers in their midst, they were defeated, and it was still difficult to escape death at that time.

Bang! Just as Zhao Gang inserted a gun and stabbed Xiao Zhiquan in the chest, a gunshot rang out, and it was Lu Zixiang who fired the shot, and the M1911 pistol finally played its role in hand-to-hand contact at this time. The falling saber was a little off because of this shot, and it slashed from the side of Zhao Gang's cheek, only cutting off a small piece of flesh. Zhao Gang snorted bitterly, although he was disfigured, he finally saved a life.

The Japanese cavalry of the brigade did not have time to pass through the gaps in the herd of mules and horses, and escaped from both sides of the 139-row formation. However, under the desperate rush of the Japanese army, there were still eight or nine cavalry interspersed, and once they were rushed in by the cavalry, the casualties of the Northeast Army increased sharply. The saber slashed up and down brought a rush of blood.

"Your grandfather's, Lao Tzu fought with you." Zhao Gang was stabbed in the shoulder, threw the useless rifle aside, grabbed the sharp blade with his bare hands, and blood poured frantically from the place where his hand touched the blade. The cavalry on the horse twitched twice under the resistance of Zhao Gang at the end of the break, and there was no way to pull the saber back.

"Zhao Gang!" Several familiar comrades-in-arms were stunned, and the soldiers inevitably died in front of the battle, and they were saved by Lu Zixiang just now, and now they still can't escape the Japanese army's successive killings.

Ah, a terrible scream sounded, it was not the soldiers of the 139th platoon who did it, it was the Russian Gazanev, Gazanev took advantage of Zhao Gang's kung fu to hold the opponent's saber to run, pounced forward, and actually threw the Japanese cavalry off the horse, and directly inserted a broken knife into the opponent's eye socket. This Russian is as fierce as he is.

"Fuck, Lao Maozi knows how to kill the Japanese army, the heroes of the Northeast Army fought for our lives, and we can't be bad seeds." Zhang Fangdong shouted, threw the box cannon that had run out of bullets, and rushed forward without fear of death while grabbing the rifle of the fallen soldier, followed by Xu Changsheng and Daniel Zhang, two young men with red eyes.

Under the fierce counterattack of the Northeast Army, it paid eleven casualties, and was finally blocked by the gap opened by the Japanese army, and all the Japanese troops who rushed into the formation were killed, among which Gazanev's table was extremely bloody, and the record of killing three Japanese soldiers surprised everyone, including Lu Zixiang, this is not an ordinary stab, but the cavalry is in the face!

Under the chaotic battle, Noyama did not know when he had been lost in the formation, and when the Japanese troops on both flanks were about to be surrounded and killed, the Northeast Army on this side had cleared the scourge, and the muzzles of the heavy machine guns had been realigned, and the remaining Japanese cavalry of less than 30 people found that they had tried their best to pay nearly half of the casualties and could not help the Northeast Army in front of them. (To be continued......)