Although Kuroshima Morita is the captain of the wing.

But almost every battle has taken the lead, and this time is no exception, riding a maroon war horse at the front of the queue.

He was really afraid that Li Yunlong would escape, and Commander Yoshio Shinozuka would kill this person by name, and he would be ashamed.

As long as Li Yunlong can be killed or captured, not only can he avenge Takeshima Suda and 80 cavalry warriors, but it will also be a great achievement.

Kuroshima Morita was excited, Li Yunlong led his troops to attack the stronghold of Nanzhuang Village outside the county, it was simply to send himself war exploits...

Far away, Kuroshima Morita raised his binoculars and looked at the battlefield, and the Nanzhuang Village stronghold was filled with gunsmoke.

Looking further ahead, the corpses of the Japanese infantry in one place, and continuing to look forward is the battlefield where the cavalry is engaged.

I saw that the Eighth Route Cavalry was cleaning the battlefield, and the horses without their masters were scattered everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Kuroshima Morita knew that his first cavalry squadron was finished.

Kuroshima Morita couldn't help but be furious, pulled out the emperor's imperial saber with a brush, and roared loudly: "Warriors of the empire, cut off the heads of the Eighth Route Cavalry with me!" ”

The devil cavalry behind him responded, screaming strangely, and killed the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army.

Sun Desheng had already received a signal from the lookout post on the hill that the devil had come with 1,000 cavalry!

The wounded soldiers had already been sent away by Sun Desheng, and they would go in the other direction from the fork in the road, and the infantry would respond at that time.

The main force of the cavalry is preparing to lead the main force of the Black Island Cavalry Wing in the direction of Wild Wolf Valley.

Listening to the roaring sound of horses' hooves, the soldiers all turned on their horses and looked in the direction of the county seat.

Sun Desheng stood on horseback and looked in the direction of the county seat with a telescope, and the first thing that caught his eye was a cloud of dust rising into the sky.

I saw that the devil's cavalry soon entered a range of 1 kilometer, and Sun Desheng was also in the field of vision of the telescope, and saw that the devil in front was taking the telescope to observe this side.

Sun Desheng raised his right hand, palmed it down, and put it under his neck to make a neck wiping motion.

Provocative.

Kuroshima Morita naturally saw Sun Desheng's action of wiping his neck, and couldn't help but be angry.

is so crazy, this person is most likely Li Yunlong.

Kuroshima Morita brandished a command knife and shouted: "Ha Ya Gu, capture Li Yunlong alive!" ”

"Haha..."Sun Desheng laughed a few times, his feet were split, and his buttocks landed firmly on the saddle.

"Withdraw!" Sun Desheng gave an order.

"Whew!"

“……”

The Eighth Route Cavalry whistled one after another, screaming in their mouths, urging their horses to run away.

After all, there are thousands of devil cavalry who came, and their cavalry strength is not enough.

Even if Sun Desheng had more than 1,000 cavalry in his hands, he would not fight head-on with a Japanese cavalry wing.

The Devil's Cavalry Wing is gone, and he will soon be able to replenish troops from the mainland, and his more than 1,000 cavalry are gone, and I don't know how long it will take to recover.

Kuroshima Morita saw the Eighth Route Cavalry turn around and run away in the binoculars, and his face was gloomy.

Do you want to run if you pretend to be forced?

Asked me, Kuroshima Morita Daisa?

Kuroshima Osa had thought that this might be a trick of the Eight Roads.

But he is not afraid at all, even if it is a treacherous plan of the Eighth Road?

The absolute gap in strength is not something that can be made up by tricks and tactics.

Hei Dao hoped that Li Yunlong's main force was waiting for the Black Island Cavalry Wing at the front, so that he could wipe out Li Yunlong's troops.

Then he captured Li Yunlong alive, cut off Li Yunlong's head, and hung it on the city wall of Taiyuan.

Don't the common people like to regard the Eight Roads as heroes?

Then I, Kuroshima Morita, will cut your hero off the altar!

The devil cavalry howled and chased after them.

Between the horse's hooves rolling, the loess flew up, and thousands of devil cavalry surged, and there was a faint momentum of ten thousand troops.

The saber raised by the devil cavalry, the shiny saber reflected a chilling cold light under the light of the morning sun.

It is not so easy for the cavalry to get rid of the pursuit of the cavalry, not to mention that there are still more than 300 cavalry on the Eighth Road.

The Black Island Cavalry Wing only needs to pursue in the direction of the dust, and it is not wrong.

This is also where Kuroshima Morita's confidence lies.

Even if you chase to the ends of the earth, you will also cut Li Yunlong under the horse!

The two sides began a chase battle.

The three company commanders of Sun Desheng, Li Haiqiang and Huang Zhiyong ran almost at the back of the line.

Seeing the large clouds of dust raised in the rear, you knew that the Black Island Cavalry Wing was chasing after them.

"Unfortunately, all of them are good horses." Huang Zhiyong said loudly, "It would be nice if I could take it away." ”

After killing the 1st Cavalry Squadron of the Black Island Wing, the Devil Cavalry's rifles, sabers and bullets were captured, but the military horses could not be taken away.

After all, each person can only ride one horse, and with so many military horses, there is no way to escape from the Black Island Cavalry Wing.

"yes, almost 200 horses." Li Haiqiang also looked pity, "It's enough for us to expand 2 cavalry companies on the Eighth Road!" ”

Haha laughed, Sun Desheng said: "Don't worry, two brothers, in a few hours at most, this batch of military horses will be surnamed eight!" ”

Huang Zhiyong's expression moved: "Company Commander Sun, how do you say this?" ”

"I'll tell you the truth." Sun Desheng said proudly while riding his horse, "In this battle, our new regiment will not only eat the Black Island Cavalry Wing, but also take the county seat!" ”

Huang Zhiyong and Li Haiqiang gasped at the same time, their eyes and expressions were shocked, and Captain Li really had a big appetite.

Sun Desheng glanced back, and saw the devil's leading cavalry appear in the field of vision, only about 600 meters away from them.

The devil's cavalry pursued and shot with rifles.

It's just that the effective range of the 44 rifle is only 500 meters.

What's more, both sides are still moving at high speed, and this distance is no different from winning a 5 million lottery ticket.

Approaching the 300th, the Eighth Route Cavalry soon rumbled through Jianshanzui, where Li Yunlong asked the commander of the third battalion to lead his troops to set up an ambush.

The pre-convex mountain of Jianshanzui, the road passes under the mountain, and the terrain looks very dangerous.

Adjutant Suzuki Tsuneo looked at the terrain of Jianshanzui, and shouted to Kuroshima Morita in a hissing voice: "Captain, there is Jianshanzui ahead, I am afraid that there will be an eight-way ambush!" ”

He had to be louder, and the sound was drowned out by the rumbling hooves of horses.

Kuroshima Morita raised his right hand in the air, then clenched it into a fist and signaled to the Japanese cavalry behind him to stop advancing.

The Japanese cavalry began to slow down until they had run a few hundred meters forward.

Kuroshima Morita said: "Suzuki-kun, do you think the Eighth Route Cavalry will set up an ambush in Jianshanzui?" ”

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander." Suzuki Tsuneo said, "The terrain here is very dangerous, if the Eighth Road is ambushed here, I am afraid that my Black Island Cavalry Wing will suffer heavy losses." ”

Kuroshima Morita observed the terrain in front with a telescope, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen scout cavalry came out of the queue and ran towards Jianshanzui.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.