Tsuneo Suzuki's expression moved, as if he sensed that something was wrong.

"Captain!" Tsuneo Suzuki said loudly, "Something doesn't seem right. ”

"Suzuki-kun!" Morita Kuroshima said in a deep voice, "What did you find?" ”

"Captain, something doesn't seem right in this place." Tsuneo Suzuki said, "This place seems to be called Wild Wolf Valley on the map. ”

"This is indeed Wolf Valley." Kuroshima Morita asked impatiently, "Suzuki-kun, what exactly do you want to say?" ”

Suzuki Tsuneo hurriedly said: "It seems that the entire Wild Wolf Valley is suitable for cavalry to deploy, why don't the cavalry of the Eighth Route run to other places in the Wild Wolf Valley, and run here?" ”

Kuroshima Morita frowned and asked, "You mean, Hachiro may have deliberately led us here?" ”

"Yes!" Tsuneo Suzuki said, "Your Excellency, Wing Commander! ”

Kuroshima Morita asked, "Then Suzuki-kun, what is the purpose of the Eighth Route Cavalry doing this?" ”

Tsuneo Suzuki said, "I'm worried that I'll be ambushed!" ”

"Ambushed?" Kuroshima Morita asked coldly, "Who will ambush us, just with the eight roads and their broken guns?" ”

"Suzuki-kun, if you look at this terrain for yourself, even if there is a division on the Eighth Road, it will definitely be easily broken through by my Black Island Cavalry Wing."

"In the Battle of Xinkou a few years ago, wasn't a division of the Zhina Army broken through the defensive line by our Black Island Cavalry Wing like this?"

"What's more, I don't think the ambush you mentioned doesn't exist at all, and this Eighth Route Cavalry must not be let go today!"

Kuroshima Morita hoped that there would be eight roads in this ambush, and he would just end the eight roads in one pot.

"This—" Tsuneo Suzuki was speechless for a moment.

Yes, even if this is a conspiracy of the Eighth Road, why ambush the Black Island United with those broken guns of the Eighth Road?

"Wing Commander, the cavalry artillery squadron is already lagging behind, I'm afraid it will take 20 minutes to arrive." Suzuki Tsuneo said: "I suggest that after the cavalry artillery squadron arrives, let the cavalry artillery squadron set up the mortars first, and after a few rounds of bombardment, the third and fourth cavalry squadrons will attack!" ”

"Yaga, Suzuki-kun, are you a fool?" Kuroshima Morita scolded: "At most 10 minutes, the Eighth Route Cavalry and War Horse have already recovered their strength, do you want us to chase into the hinterland of the Eighth Route Bandit District?" ”

Although Kuroshima Morita is not afraid of the cavalry wing entering the base area, no one wants to go deep alone if it is not necessary, not to mention that he came out in a hurry this time without carrying supplies.

Alone in the depths, without logistical supplies it is dangerous!

In the past few minutes of talking, presumably the Eighth Route Cavalry has regained a lot of physical strength, and Kuroshima Morita has long been a little impatient.

Morita Kuroshima: "Order the 3rd and 4th Squadrons of the Cavalry to attack the Eighth Route Cavalry!" ”

The flag commander on horseback next to him immediately waved the command flag, rode the Japanese army in front, and issued an order to attack immediately.

The next second after receiving the order, the cavalry formation of the Black Island Cavalry Wing first let out a strange scream.

Behind the bunker on the dirt slope, Li Yunlong looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, and he said happily: "As soon as I make a move, it will be 500 cavalry, God is going to make me rich." ”

Zhao Gang beside him also looked slightly happy, and it seemed that the overall situation had been decided.

"Prepare for battle!" Zhang Dabiao gave an order, and the bolt of the gun rang out.

Immediately afterward, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder.

Five hundred cavalry charged at the same time, the formation was not trivial, the roaring sound of horses' hooves was deafening, and the earth trembled slightly.

"Withdraw!" Seeing the Eighth Route Cavalry swept like a tide, Sun Desheng shouted loudly.

The Eighth Route cavalry turned their horses, rode their horses towards the slope and began to gallop towards the pre-designed evacuation point in three parts.

"Yaga!" Seeing the Eighth Route Cavalry turn around and run, Kuroshima Morita's face froze.

What about the battle of the trapped beasts?

Eight roads are really meowing, and they don't talk about martial arts.

Kuroshima Morita glanced at Suzuki Tsuneo fiercely, he blamed all this on Suzuki Tsuneo, if it weren't for Suzuki Tsuneo's suspicion, how could the Eighth Route Cavalry get a chance to breathe?

Let the Eighth Route rest for such a while, if you want to catch up with the Eighth Route Cavalry, I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort.

However, to Kuroshima Morita's relief, at this time, the Eighth Route Cavalry of the third and fourth squadrons of the cavalry was only more than 300 meters away.

It was even more difficult for the Eighth Route Cavalry to get rid of the Black Island Cavalry Wing.

On the dirt slope, billowing smoke and dust rose wherever the cavalry swept over.

It didn't take long for the Eighth Route Cavalry to sweep over the top of the slope.

At this time, the Japanese cavalry was still continuing to pursue, and it was only more than 300 meters away from the top of the slope.

Zhang Dabiao has been staring at the landmark, the enemy cavalry has to open fire when they enter 250 meters, and if they get closer, they will be attacked by the enemy cavalry.

"Fire!" Zhang Dabiao's rough thunderous voice rushed into the sky, shaking the ears of the deputy shooter next to him to buzz.

The machine gunners set up their light machine guns on the dirt slope almost simultaneously, and the position of the Eighth Route Cavalry was quickly filled.

The grass on the top of the slope was lifted in an instant, and a stiff Type 92 heavy machine gun and Maxim heavy machine gun were revealed.

The devil cavalry in the front row suddenly noticed that something was wrong, but it was too late at this time.

More than 80 light and heavy machine guns screamed almost at the same time.

The next moment, the devil cavalry at the front of the queue screamed and fell to the ground, the war horse was shot in the gallop, and due to inertia continued to fall forward, the devil cavalry on horseback was thrown out, and then was trampled into meat sauce by the horse's hooves behind.

Due to the relatively dense formation of the Japanese cavalry charge, the horses behind were tripped by the fallen horses.

For a time, the Japanese cavalry formation was shot under the dense rain of bullets like flying locusts.

The blood flowers that bloomed from the bodies of the Japanese cavalry and war horses submerged into the machine gun bullets have become the most beautiful scenery in Wild Wolf Valley today.

Behind the Japanese cavalry formation, Kuroshima Morita was about to lead the rest of the cavalry to continue the pursuit, when he suddenly saw the Japanese cavalry in front of him falling down in pieces.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of gunfire like bursting beans.

Kuroshima Morita hurriedly raised the telescope to look, and through the field of vision of the ∞ telescope, he saw sparks flickering like stars on the dirt slope.

Kuroshima Morita suddenly understood, oh my God, the Eighth Road had arranged a firepower network composed of a large number of machine gun firepower on the dirt slope to deal with the cavalry wing, and he had fallen into a plan.

In an instant, Kuroshima Morita's face became extremely ugly.

"Captain, what now?" Suzuki Tsuneo's face turned white as soon as he brushed it, and as expected, there was an ambush on the eight-way side, looking at this situation, the third and fourth squadrons of the cavalry were afraid that they were going to end.

Kuroshima Morita was silent, if the mounted artillery squadron was here, it could also provide artillery support to the third and fourth cavalry squadrons.

But now, Kuroshima Morita couldn't do anything, and could only watch as the Imperial warriors fell under the machine guns of the Eighth Road.

Zhang Dabiao operated a Type 92 heavy machine gun and frantically output towards the devil cavalry.

As soon as he finished firing a 30-round bullet plate, the ammunition hand next to him immediately inserted the 30-round bullet plate, and Zhang Dabiao immediately opened fire again.

Li Yunlong was itching, pushed away a machine gunner who operated Makqin, and personally operated the Makqin heavy machine gun to shoot at the devil cavalry.

"Bullets!" As soon as he finished firing a 300-round bullet chain, Li Yunlong shouted loudly.

The ammunition man immediately loaded the 300-round cartridge chain into the Makqin light machine gun, and as soon as Li Yunlong pulled the bolt, he immediately pressed the pressing iron of the heavy machine gun, and the heavy machine gun roared again.

Although the rate of fire of the Type 92 heavy machine gun and the Czech light machine gun is good, after running out of bullets, it is necessary to immediately replace the 30-round plate and 20-round magazine, and the firepower is not sustained enough.

However, the 300-round chain-fed Makqin heavy machine guns were separated by 40 meters and formed crossfire with each other.

The 16 Maxim heavy machine guns roared continuously, so that the Type 92 and the Czech can also continue to output, and more than 80 light and heavy machine guns spilled one barrage after another.

Seeing Li Yunlong join the battlefield, Zhao Gang also picked up the Type 97 sniper rifle and fired, which was almost one shot at a distance for Zhao Gang.

At first, the devil cavalry continued to charge towards the top of the slope without believing in evil, but the cavalry's uphill sprint speed was significantly slower than that of flat ground and downhill.

What's more, facing a firepower network of 80 light and heavy machine guns, especially 16 Maxim heavy machine guns, even on flat ground and downhill, it is impossible to rush forward.

The devil cavalry in the rear followed one after another, but they could only rush to a distance of 150 meters at most, and by this time the devil cavalry had already fallen by half.

The rest of the devil cavalry was finally frightened, knowing that they would not be able to rush to the top of the slope, and that if they continued to stay here, they would all be shot, so they turned their horses around and ran.

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao stood up from behind the machine gun position and shouted loudly: "All machine guns, demarcated by machine gun positions, 400 meters to block the shooting, blocking the shooting!" ”

The fighters immediately aimed their machine guns at a distance of 400 meters.

The continuous stream of machine-gun shells formed a barrage of death at a distance of 400 meters from the machine-gun position.

The devil cavalry who tried to turn around and flee failed to break through the barrage.

Less than a tenth of the horses without their owners crossed the top of the slope, and after the devil cavalry was shot and dismounted, the warriors did not aim at the horses.

However, quite a few of the horses were still shot dead at a distance of several tens of meters from the machine-gun position.

As the last devil cavalry was shot to the ground, the slope was already full of corpses of devil cavalry and military horses.

Seeing this scene, both the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese army were silent.

There was a devil cavalryman who seemed to be frightened stupidly, kneeling in the middle of the corpses of Japanese soldiers and war horses around him, crying and howling.

Li Yunlong did not hesitate to press the press iron of the Makqin heavy machine gun, and after firing the remaining bullets in the bullet chain, a shuttle machine gun catapulted over, shooting the devil into a blood sieve.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!" Kuroshima Morita saw this scene in the telescope, and he was immediately angry and screamed, and his eyes were about to split.

In less than 2 minutes before and after, the cavalry of the two squadrons of the cavalry wing was actually shot by all the eight routes, and not only that, but the eight routes also shot the wounded soldiers in a grand manner!

It's a shame, it's a shame!

If you don't wipe out all of these eight paths today, he, Kuroshima Morita himself, I'm afraid he will end up with a seppuku apology!

Up to now, more than eight hundred cavalrymen have been killed in the Black Isle Cavalry Wing!

He, Kuroshima Morita, doesn't want to apologize!

"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.