If there are heroes on the battlefield, there will be cowards, and a hero may not be able to bring out a team of soldiers with the same heroes, but a coward can demoralize a team of soldiers.

To be honest, in every front, Zhang Sixing has by no means many people who arrange a company.

However, these men were protected by artillery, Vickers heavy machine guns and armored vehicles in the rear positions, and they were more ferocious than the Japanese fire on the other side of the river.

But it didn't work, especially if these were merely organized and broken armies.

When the Japanese motorcycle team was attacked on the riverbank, the Japanese motorcycles quickly turned around and went into hiding.

Then the Japanese infantry of the brigade drove up to the river bank and fired at the men in the field fortifications on the other side of the river against the slightly raised ridge on the side of the road.

However, something unexpected happened to anyone, and some of the routs in the trenches in front of them were immediately frightened when they saw a large number of Japanese infantry on the opposite bank rushing towards the riverbank.

"Devils, a lot. There must be a few thousand, and it's all over if you run and get surrounded...... Run......"

His panicked shouts instantly shattered the morale of the defeated soldiers, who had little confidence in battle.

However, the shouters were the so-called "smart people", and when he saw that more than 30 of the more than 100 people in the company full of more than 100 people in the front line ran backwards, he joined the fleeing crowd.

Of course, the clever ones did not jump outside the trench and run, but ran along the trench to the rear.

However, when they turned the corner in the trench, there was a "ripper" HMG42.

The routs waved their guns and shouted loudly,

"Run, run, there are too many Japanese soldiers, we can't stop ......"

However, they were greeted by a long muzzle flame from the "ripper" HMG42, and the fleeing soldiers were swept down into the trenches one after another.

The rest ran back to another passage, but each of the rear trenches was equipped with a "ripper" HMG42.

War is so cruel that the machine guns laid out on the retreat road are used to shoot these cowards. Because if you don't kill them, how can you show respect for the blood of the warriors?

Cowards are not needed on the battlefield.

Li Jixian, who was bent over and walking in the trench, blushed and walked to the front with a few HP90 men.

The routs knew that retreating was a dead end, so they returned to their respective positions. At this moment, they were trembling one by one, trembling and crying on the battle position.

But in order to show that he insisted on fighting, he was shooting at more and more Japanese soldiers on the other side of the river.

Li Jixian, who was bending over and running, shouted with red eyes in the official dialect of Guizhou accent,

"You seeds, don't want to think about your parents, wives and children, if the devil wants to hit your house, you will run away, they are all eggless things."

Then he came behind the guys who seemed to be a little clever and had now retreated to their positions. Reaching out and pulling him by the hair, he dragged him down in the trench,

"Don't think that Lao Tzu didn't see it, it's just that you yelled at them to run away, and you can't leave it."

At this time, the person who knew his cleverness and did not have the slightest possibility of existence in this army had tears on his face,

"Sir, I fought, and I fought with the devil ......"

However, Li Jixian didn't say much, just shot him to death on the trench several times in a row, and continued to roar,

"Fight as hard as you can, and those who retreat die. Even if we die, we soldiers must stop those devils, and we can't let them harm our fathers and fellow villagers......"

With the suppression and shouting of Li Jixian and his subordinates, the originally unstable military spirit slowly stabilized.

In fact, if the deserters had run five minutes late, they would have won what seemed to them a great victory.

Because of their escape actions, the fire on the river bank was a little weaker, so that the Japanese cavalry on the opposite bank felt the time to charge.

After receiving the walkie-talkie report from the motorcycle reconnaissance team ahead, the commander of the 101st Division's rapid cluster, Hisada Oshima, pulled out his combat knife, and then made a gesture of pressing forward.

"Tick, tick......"

The characteristic charge horn of the cavalry sounded, and the cavalry lined up in four groups on the road drove the infantry of the road under the road.

The sound of horses' hooves replaces the sound of gunfire on the battlefield, and they go from slow to fast......

Although the use of cavalry to storm the narrow pontoon bridge was definitely not a clever move in cavalry tactics.

It is only about 30 meters long, and the bottom of the river can almost be seen from the shallow shore of the river, and the war horse can wade through the water.

Most importantly, the riots in the positions on the other side of the river, and the use of machine guns against their own men, made the Japanese soldiers think that this was an excellent opportunity to break through.

If it weren't for the following incident, then all of this would be true.

It's a pity that the position arranged by Zhang Sixing is really so easy to break through.

A burst of suona sounded, and the tune was the tune of a rural funeral. Except for the cavalry who were charging, the other Japanese were all looking around inexplicably.

As the suona sounded, in the fields on both sides of the accelerating cavalry, something suddenly was turned over.

They were no more than twenty meters from the road, round like human heads hidden in the grass, right...... It looks like a steel helmet, and it is the enemy soldiers who are lying in ambush on both sides of the road.

But those steel helmets give people the feeling that they grow up from the ground like watermelons, and they don't look like living people at all.

The Japanese infantrymen who were running forward on both sides of the road looked at these things that looked like people but did not look like people, and their hearts were full of doubts.

Fortunately, they were motionless on the ground like watermelons, and it was as if they were emitting green smoke.

In the blink of an eye, six seconds passed, and the round, human-headed things on the ground exploded almost together.

Not only that, but they also sprayed a large amount of shrapnel, dung, and even stones commonly found by the river at the Japanese infantry and cavalry on the road.

Heavy black smoke was on the road, rising along the road for up to five hundred meters in length.

The entire rapid pursuit column of the 101st Division was completely engulfed in the stench of black gunpowder almost instantly.

The only thing is probably that the headquarters, the baggage team, and the artillery team are all outside the range of the attack.

Oshima Kutada and the officers around him, who were originally sitting on a tall horse, couldn't understand why this was happening anyway. And when the smoke cleared, the tragic scene on the highway was unbearable for him to look at.

Some of the undead horses stood up and ran with their wounds. Its bloodshot eyes widened in horror and let out a long, miserable scream. The cavalry, running in the middle, desperately tried to control the frightened horses.

The rest, either officers or gunners and baggage teams.

This, what to do?

Before the rest of the people could figure out what to do, a burst of "get up", "lights out" and "charge" sounded, and even the sharp whistle of "㘗㘗" and the crisp sound of the gong "嘡嘡".

This, very helpless, when there is no field telephone and walkie-talkie, this is the best means of command.