Chapter 50: The Last Glory of the Cavalry
"Master! You're smart! ”
Hearing Li Shuiwa's response, the little brother next to him hurriedly whispered in approval.
"That's it! I thought we didn't know the difference between a beard and a ringing horse, this group of Northeast Yankees had good equestrianism and good marksmanship, and they generally had one shot per person.
If it's Shandong Xiangma, it's not easy to deal with, and those guys are also playing with knife skills.
In short, let's be careful! ”
Li Shuiwa also smiled, of course he couldn't go down.
Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know that he Li Shuiwa spares his life? This group of people has no guns or knives in their hands, and if they want to take his life, the only possibility is to get close.
The group rode horses again, and once they went down, they couldn't carry the guns.
After all, so many people rushed up on horseback, and in this panic, it was a problem to hit people, and they couldn't outrun this group of horsemen.
"Hehe, master, you are too tall, our brothers are all from swordsmen. If this group of people really takes refuge in it, that's fine.
If you want to make trouble, whether it's playing with guns or knives, let's kill them! ”
At the same time, hearing Li Shuiwa's words, Zhao Ming also made a difficulty.
This Li Shuiwa bandit is a bandit, but this brain is really not stupid, and he is very vigilant, and it is difficult to take his head in a short time.
"Master Li! Brother wants to borrow something from you! ”
At this moment, Zhao Ming suddenly spoke.
"Borrowing something? What is it? ”
"Your head! Kill! ”
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Ming had already taken the lead in charging forward.
Hearing this, Li Shuiwa above was still a little confused.
Isn't that something you should have said before you got closer? You are below, twenty or thirty meters apart, and you start to charge in the opposite direction again, what kind of trouble is this?
But soon Li Shuiwa reacted, this smashed the field.
"Shoot! Shoot! The fucking smashed the field on Lao Tzu's head, killing them! ”
Li Shuiwa's voice was still too late, and when Zhao Ming's voice fell, he had already slashed at the horse's buttocks.
The horses began to gain speed rapidly in a very short period of time.
Directly in front of the city was a straight and wide street, because it was night, the street was closed, and only three or four hundred sword bandits standing on the street were on guard.
This group of sword bandits didn't expect that this group of brothers in front of them would be so unmartial arts, and they would turn their faces when they said they.
When the city gate opened, they all put down their guns and chatted with the brothers next to them.
The horse charged, and they wanted to end their guns in horror, but the cavalry was too fast, and they were galloping, and Zhao Ming, who was the first to take the lead, rushed to the front and cut down a person with a single sword.
The man's gun was already bleeding on the spot before he could lift it.
The cavalry that followed was also like a brute bull rushing, these swords and bandits did not stand in formation, let alone the so-called array, the cavalry rushed into the crowd like a meat grinder, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the miserable howl continued.
The knife bandits in the back had plenty of time, and they picked up their guns and fired, but the first shot was too frightened to shoot because of fear.
When a few people were shot, but some shot down one person, but some shots hit, and the other person staggered, and he still had no scruples to swing his slash again and continue to charge.
As everyone knows, Zhao Ming's clothes are a little torn, but they are by no means comparable to the thin military uniforms.
If you look closely, you can see that everyone is sweating profusely, and their bodies look extremely bloated.
The clothes of these victims were already very warm and heavy, because the victims had not washed for a long time, coupled with long-term hunger, their body temperature dropped seriously, and they were very afraid of the cold.
Therefore, the clothes of the victims are all that kind of jackets, plus the daily sweat stains and dirt accumulated together, and the weight of one piece alone is no less than three or four catties.
And now each person has two pieces, which increases the resistance.
And some of the guns in these bandits are made in Hanyang, which is a good thing, but some are purely earthen guns.
Don't expect the gun to be worthless these days, don't think that Hanyang is so crotch-pulling, how old it is.
The fact is that many local armies cannot guarantee that every soldier under their command can take Hanyang-made.
The chaos is more miserable, for example, the Sichuan army is still carrying something from the last century, the kind of long-pole big guy that weighs dozens of pounds with a gun, which is difficult to fire, difficult to load, and extremely limited in power and accuracy.
Li Shuiwa, these people naturally don't have any good equipment.
The only good things are made in old Hanyang, which was eliminated in the previous batches decades ago.
The power of Hanyang is still strong enough, and it can't withstand a single shot wearing thick clothes, so as the gunshots become more and more, the casualties gradually increase.
The main source of gunfire was the bandit defenders on the city walls.
Li Shuiwa jumped angrily at this time.
This group of dog-like things, Lao Tzu treats each other well, and it is really a group of white-eyed wolves.
And what about the frontal battlefield?
One-sided, completely crushed.
Zhao Ming took the lead, and the monkey mountain was on the left and right, leading a group of brothers, looking from above, it looked like an awl formed by a human flow, fiercely chiseling through the opposite side.
Zhao Ming dared to use cavalry and did not bring firearms to suppress bandits, so he naturally had confidence.
If you remember correctly, in the last cavalry charge of World War II, the Savoya Cavalry Regiment had only more than 600 men.
With a bright saber, he directly turned an entire regiment of the Soviet army on his back.
At that time, the Savoyan cavalry regiment had to face a worse situation than Zhao Ming faced at this time.
Among the Soviets were the Maxim heavy machine gun, the Bobosha submachine gun, the DP28 light machine gun, and semi-automatic rifles.
These automated ordnances, picked out at random, are all existences that the cavalry will never dare to provoke.
However, under this charge of the Savoya Cavalry Regiment, these Soviet troops were the first to break through the defense, and psychologically they couldn't hold back and began to rout.
Although that night attack was also carried out under the unprepared condition of the Soviet army, it is undeniable that once the other side reacts and calms down a little, it will complete the harvesting of automated weapons.
But there was no if, the Savoyan cavalry regiment took the high ground in its hands at the cost of only thirty-two lives, fifty-two wounded, and hundreds of military horses.
The modern army lost 150 killed, 300 wounded, and 600 soldiers taken prisoner on the spot.
It is estimated that the R&D personnel who developed these modern weapons never dreamed that the killing machines they developed would one day be defeated by the ancient tactics of cavalry.
It can only be said that it was not weapons and tactics that defeated the enemy this time, but people's hearts.
This also shows that the deterrent power of cavalry is extremely terrifying, as a large number of cavalry charges, the kind of hanging, trembling, and fear like a wall pushing over, ordinary people are easy to break down psychologically.
At that time, the Soviet army was a modern professional army, and they couldn't help but collapse like this.
At this time, how can this group of bandits, who are accustomed to fighting with the wind, withstand this fear.
On the frontal battlefield, only two shots rang out, and a large number of people began to flee backwards.
Some even threw away the guns in their hands, their faces full of panic.
Fear pervades the body!