Time passed quietly, and at first only the shadow of the cavalry was heard, and soon, the sound of horses' hooves was faintly heard.

Fujiwara Saburo rode his horse and whipped up, took the lead, and led the cavalry squadron to gallop on the mountain road.

He enjoyed his status as a cavalryman, and even more enjoyed the spirit of riding on a war horse and galloping quickly, when the wind was whistling.

This is a feeling that the infantry will never experience.

It's just that with the development of thermal weapons, in modern warfare, cavalry has gradually been obscured.

Fujiwara Saburo's teacher had told him that it might not be long before the cavalry units of the Empire of Japan would be completely replaced and would be reduced to history.

In this regard, even if he was unwilling, Fujiwara was helpless.

So Fujiwara now cherishes every opportunity to fight with cavalry, even if this time it is only aimed at the Chinese people who are even unarmed.

Wouldn't such an opponent be able to give full play to the edge of the cavalry when charging?

Continuing to gallop, Fujiwara and his party soon arrived at the slope of the fallen horse.

As a cavalry squadron leader, Fujiwara not only possessed the pride of an aristocracy, but also had a keen sense as a military commander.

Fujiwara, who was originally galloping, saw that he was about to plunge into the slope of the falling horse, perhaps keenly aware of something, he suddenly tightened the reins of the horse, the war horse neighed, and the front hooves of the two horses even hung in the air, and suddenly stopped.

The devil cavalry behind him also tightened the reins of their horses and stopped.

"Sir, why did you stop?" The adjutant was a little confused.

Fujiwara stretched out his white-gloved index finger, pointed to both sides of the slope, and asked: "Look at the topography of this place, there are steep slopes on both sides, only this relatively gentle mountain road in the middle, such terrain is very unfavorable to our cavalry, in case there is an enemy ambush here, just block the two ends, the mobility of our cavalry will be wiped out immediately, and the possibility of annihilation of the whole army is very great." ”

"What's the name of this place?"

"Mappers." The adjutant shouted.

"Hey!"

A ghost cavalryman with a backpack in the rear hurriedly patted off his horse, rode over, and then took off the backpack, took out the picture bag inside, and opened the map showing the terrain in this area.

The little devils do a pretty good job of intelligence, and in order to strive for accuracy and detail, they don't even care about doing more useless work.

Some of the places shown on the map at the moment are even marked in Japanese with kanji.

The adjutant pointed to the location of the Falling Horse Slope with his finger and said, "Sir, according to the Chinese, this place is called the Falling Horse Slope. ”

Fujiwara nodded, groped his chin with his right hand, and looked at the sides of the slope, a little distracted.

"Drop off the slope, drop off the horse! The name is not auspicious. ”

The adjutant said, "Sir, are you still worried that there will be ambushes on both sides of this hillside?" So, I'll send scouts to the flanks at once, and after they've scouted, I'll move on, what do you think? ”

Fujiwara twisted his neck and smiled, "Why bother? It would be nice to probe with a machine gun and a grenadier canister. ”

"Hey!"

The adjutant answered, and immediately gave an order, and four devils immediately jumped off their horses, took out the grenadiers that had been carrying them on their backs, and in groups of two, they fired at both sides of the slope.

Four other devils, driving their horses to the sides, took out the light machine guns that had been hanging on the saddle, and fired at the half-man-high grass on both sides of the slope.

Artillery and machine-gun sounds were mixed with the sound.

The dead grass and shrubs on both sides of the slope were broken off by the bullets, and after the bombardment, the soil and weeds flew in all directions.

Zhao Gang, who was lurking in the side and rear on the right side of the Luoma Slope, listened to the sound of artillery bombardment and bullets thirty or forty meters away, and couldn't help but be afraid for a while, what a cunning little devil, fortunately, the front line only arranged some vigilant troops.

The soldiers in charge of the guard were scattered very widely, and only one person was arranged at a distance of several tens of meters, who was responsible for the secret observation at the forefront, as well as the transmission of news, and promptly notified the ambush soldiers lurking in the flanks and rear to move forward.

As for the devils' side, it was just a tentative, and after shelling three or five bullets on both sides, they stopped the attack.

But on the side of the independent regiment, there were still two vigilant fighters who were accidentally wounded and scratched by shrapnel from the flying shells.

The willpower of the two of them was quite firm, gritting their teeth tightly, and even covering their mouths with their hands, enduring the pain, trembling in their pale faces, and not saying a word.

The soldiers knew very well that at this fateful time, the slightest movement could ruin the regiment commander's overall plan, causing the devil cavalry to flee under the fallen slope.

Therefore, the soldiers in charge of vigilance have long been mentally prepared, even if they die, they will definitely not make the slightest sound.

They have a will of steel!

The sound of the artillery stopped, the strafing of the submachine guns also stopped, and only the whirring of the wind remained, and the weeds and shrubs on both sides of the slope were shaken by the wind, and the smoke of the artillery shells was quickly blown away by the wind.

Looking at the still calm slope, Fujiwara couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that I'm suspicious, so be careful!"

"Sir Yingming, after this temptation, if there are ambushes hidden on both sides of this hillside, they must have been exposed, but as soon as the cannon sound on our side sounds, the villagers of Xinzhuang are afraid that they will also notice it." The adjutant said.

Fujiwara said disapprovingly: "It's okay, I prefer to slaughter panicked prey, they scattered and fled in the call sign, you and I galloped on horseback, and let them become the souls of the cavalry one by one, isn't it a funny thing?" ”

"Hey!"

"Let's go."

"Yes!"

The devil's cavalry team continued to advance, only this time, perhaps intentionally to protect Fujiwara, the devil's adjutant waved his hand and let a few cavalrymen go to the front.

The vigilant soldiers on the right side of Luomapo immediately passed the news to Zhao Gang, Li Yunlong, and Kong Jie who were lurking behind the side through gestures.

Li Yunlong couldn't help but scold, "This little devil of the dog day has finally come in." ”

He was cursing in a low voice, when suddenly the wailing of the war horse and the frightened sound of the devil came from the bottom of the slope.

"Happy, it seems that the little devil fell into the pit!"

Falling off the slope.

The three devil cavalrymen who ran at the forefront of the horses, with men and horses, fell directly into the horse trap dug by Wang Leihu, the commander of the first battalion.

This trap was dug up yesterday afternoon by Wang Leihu and dozens of soldiers, and it took nearly two hours to dig it.

According to Kong Jie's sketch, it is generally a circular deep pit, the smallest with a diameter of two meters, and a depth of more than two meters.

After digging the trap pit, along the circumference of the circle of the opening, dig out a lower small circular opening, and then use a branch longer than the small round mouth and shorter than the large round mouth to put it horizontally on it, arrange it densely, and then put some wide leaves on the horizontal branch to pave the mat, and finally spread a layer of soil to smooth out the whole large round mouth.

Sprinkle some more dry dirt and the trap is complete.

The branches at the mouth of the trap are covered and can block some lightweight objects, but with the weight of the devil cavalry, it will naturally collapse the trap mouth directly, and then fall into it.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a trap, even if a big living person with wide eyes walks over step by step, he may not be able to detect the flaw, let alone the little devil on the war horse.

The devil cavalry at the head of the three platoons, after the front hooves of the war horse stepped on the top of the trap pit, directly stepped on the branches spread at the mouth of the trap, and even the people and horses fell down, and one fell on his back and turned over.

The abrupt trap was completely unexpected by the devil.

Even Fujiwara had guessed that the enemy would plant mines and other obstacles underground, but he never thought that there would be such a primitive trap.

The wail came from the trap, and Fujiwara hurriedly waved his hand for the medical soldiers to rush to the rescue, and ordered to hide and watch vigilantly.

Fujiwara thought there was an ambush, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement.

This made him a little suspicious, it stands to reason that after his team fell into the trap, if there was an ambush, the ambush would immediately launch a fire raid.

What about people?

Fujiwara was vigilant.

Under a gentle slope on the right side of the trap pit, the monk, who had also changed into the clothes of the people, probed a little, saw the devil cavalry falling into the deep pit, and hurriedly turned his head and said to the dozen or so militiamen behind him: "The opportunity has come, brothers, do it!" ”

The monk took the lead and took the lead in emerging from the gentle slope, for fear that the little devils would not know the identity of his group, and shouted, "Brothers of the militia, fight, these little devils of dog days, they must not be allowed into the village!" ”

The gunshots rang out immediately after that, all sorts of sounds, a little more with old sleeves in their hands, and more with old shotguns and the like.

Some even took homemade bows and arrows and shot arrows in the direction of Fujiwara.

There were also a few people with hoes and sickles in their hands, and I don't know what they were here to make a fuss about.

This sudden attack directly made Fujiwara dumbfounded.

Sneak attack?

Ambush?

That's it?

The peasants, who were wearing patched civilian clothes, didn't even know how to use guns, let alone marksmanship, and at this time the two sides were separated by more than a hundred meters.

Weapons such as firecrackers and shotguns, which have long been obsolete in the war, can't even hit such a long distance.

Only the monk had a Hanyang made in his hand, he was originally aiming at the chest of a devil cavalryman, but after thinking about it, for fear of scaring the little devil, he shifted the muzzle of the gun a few inches to the left, and after a bang, the devil fell off the horse in response and was hit in the shoulder by a bullet.

"Bastard, blast them out!"

Fujiwara was a little annoyed, and his opponent who was extremely wary turned out to be such a rabble.

A few grenadiers opened fire quickly, and the monk had already given the order to retreat, and ran away with the militia soldiers.

After a burst of shelling, the small dirt slope where the monk and his party were originally hiding was almost flattened by artillery fire.

Looking at the peasants who fled directly, the adjutant said: "Sir, it seems that the Chinese peasants have fled in the direction of the village, and the Eighth Route Army often organizes some militia organizations in the village, which should be the militia unit of Xinzhuang, and they are here to stop us." ”

"Yaga!"

Fujiwara cursed and looked at the soldier who had fallen from his horse earlier, but fortunately the soldier had only been hit in the shoulder by a bullet and had not been killed.

It seems that the bare-headed marksmanship of the previous leader is not very good.

It's just that the cavalry warriors of the Japanese Empire were attacked by such a militia organization, and some people were injured.

This is simply unforgivable.

When the rescued devils fished out the war horses and devil soldiers who had fallen into the trap pit, two war horses plunged headlong into the trap, because the speed was too fast in the run, and they broke their necks directly, and the three soldiers were also seriously injured.

Seeing the miserable appearance of his subordinates, Fujiwara was eager to rush over immediately, catch up with the Chinese militia who had fled earlier, and kill them cleanly.

Looking at the flawless ground in front of him, Fujiwara ordered: "It seems that the Chinese militia has just this kind of means, using stones to explore the way and expose all the trap pits. ”

"Hey!"

A team of devils immediately jumped off their horses, then picked up some large rocks from both sides of the road, and kept throwing them down the road, quickly testing whether there were traps, and then continuing to follow.

I have to say that Fujiwara, the little devil, really had an idea, and with the stone exploration method, the devil quickly explored all the more than a dozen big deep pits.

Sitting on a war horse, looking at a dozen large deep pits a few meters away, one after another, the anger in Fujiwara's heart became even stronger, these hateful Shina peasants, despicable means!

The trap pit blocked the way for the slope to continue forward, and there was a gap of twenty or thirty centimeters between the pits, which could be easily passed by a single person.

But the war horse can't, the war horse has four hooves, so naturally it can't walk forward with two feet in a straight line like a human.

At the signal of the devil's adjutant, a devil cavalry dismounted and tried to pull the war horse over the low slopes on both sides of the trap pit, but the mine was quickly triggered.

The dirt slopes on both sides were originally not suitable for war horses, and there were mines, so it was impossible to pass through them in a short time.

Fujiwara, whose troops were damaged again, was completely annoyed, he looked at the outline of Xinzhuang not far away, and couldn't think carefully about why there were trap pits dug by the militia in advance, and ordered: "Dismount and fight!" ”

When the order was given, the devil cavalry immediately jumped off their horses one by one, checked their weapons, and then lined up in a queue, quickly passed through the gap between the trap pit and the trap pit, and went straight to Xinzhuang under the leadership of Fujiwara, who took the lead.

Of course, there are also some devils left behind the trap pit, and here we have to talk about the regular establishment of the Japanese cavalry, which is often a group of four, and when it is necessary to dismount and fight, one person will be left behind to take care of the horses.

The vigilant soldier on the right side of Luomapo quickly conveyed the communication to Kong Jie.

More than 30 devils were left behind, and the other devils had successfully separated from the war horse and headed for the direction of Xinzhuang.

It's done!

This is exactly what Kong Jie wants to achieve.

Kong Jie immediately waved his hand, ordered the troops lurking in the right rear to move forward, and instructed the herald: "The battle will start for a while, try not to use machine guns and grenades, if anyone breaks my war horse, Lao Tzu can't spare him when he turns around, try to use rifles, more than 30 devils, none of the three of us is enough." ”

"Take the gunfire from the second battalion commander as a signal, after the battle is over, hurry up and pull the war horse to a safe place for me, and then prepare to ambush the devils who have repelled me."

"Yes!"

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