Amidst the noisy and dense sound of horse hooves, the organized cavalry left their station and trampled on the Yellow River water carrying a large amount of sediment to go straight to the other bank.

Before they could completely land ashore, the leading cavalry dispersed one after another and increased their speed, running wildly after the big flag held by Bai Yuguang.

No one has said a specific battle plan, no one has mentioned how to fight, but all the cavalry around them have a strong fighting spirit written on their faces.

They ran like this for forty minutes. When everyone stopped following the command of Captain Ma, Wei Ran also saw the soldiers who were busy digging trenches in the distance, and heard the faint sound from the direction of Huaiyang City further away.

The sound of a firefight came.

Is this a fight?

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the commander of the horse team shout "stop".

The regimental leader gave the order, and the spy company closest to him was the first to be led away and dismounted by Ma Jintao.

"Rest where you are," Ma Jintao ordered, "distribute bullets to each squad and platoon."

"Yes!" Several soldiers in the company responded to the order one after another.

Before Ma Jintao could leave, Li Sui'an and Zhao Jinyu each took out boxes of bullets from their bags and gave each of them 20 rounds of rifle bullets, and an additional 40 rounds of pistol bullets to each member of the pistol team.

Watching Captain Ma Jintao leave, Wei Ran took his own bullet and stuffed it into the Kowloon Belt, while secretly thinking about how to fight the next battle.

Before he could figure it out, Bai Yuguang had already brought several cavalrymen and a mule cart over to distribute new weapons to everyone - grenades, two wooden handle grenades per person.

I don't know if it counts as special care, but when it was Wei Ran, Li Sui'an, and Zhao Jinyu's turn to receive grenades, Bai Yuguang gave each of them an extra grenade.

Pinning all three grenades inside the Kowloon Belt, Wei Ran couldn't help but secretly think about how to fight this battle later and what kind of enemies he would face.

"Listen up, Pistols."

However, Li Sui'an raised his voice and reminded at this time, "Once the fighting starts, I will run away separately, and the horse whip will be whipped tightly. Run quickly and don't get together!"

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

These dismounted cavalrymen raised their sabers in tacit understanding, and bumped the thick backs of their sabers with their comrades around them.

"Everyone braid their pony tails!"

Zhao Jinyu also reminded loudly, "Listen to the whole company! Take off all the things that are not needed on the horse first! When the fight starts, run as fast as you can! Listen to the whistle and shoot with a spear first.

If you get too close, I'll change my saber and slash at you!"

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

The cavalrymen bumped their swords against each other again in response. Then they each took off their saddlebags from their horses, rolled up their traveling bags and saddlebags, and stacked them together.

However, they had just finished their preparations, and Company Commander Ma also brought new orders to rest where they were and to be ready to provide support at any time.

This order did not make the many cavalry relax, but instead increased their vigilance.

While whispering to each other, everyone followed Zhao Jinyu's orders to braid their ponytails. Some soldiers lit up dry smoke, some shared liquor they got from nowhere, and some gathered together to polish the sabers in their hands.

There were even some cavalrymen, hugging the big heads of their war horses, affectionately sharing the same piece of cake and radish dug from nowhere.

Of course, there are also some who lie down on the spot, close their eyes and fall asleep with rolled-up rugs and other objects as their pillows, snoring almost in the blink of an eye.

As for Wei Ran, he found an opportunity to take out his camera and took pictures of all the scenes before the battle.

However, no one expected that they would wait from dawn to dusk, when Lao Liu and Bai Yuguang's father from the cooking class and several cooking classes drove mule carts to bring them food and fodder.

Still haven't had the opportunity to fight on the field.

"I don't know if the fight was successful or not," Zhao Jinyu muttered while feeding the horse.

"Didn't you see that the regiment in front was digging trenches?"

While nibbling on the hot steamed bun that had just been delivered to him, Li Sui'an pointed towards the distance. This cornmeal steamed bun mixed with bran also contained a few slices of pickles.

"A positional battle?"

Zhao Jinyu muttered in disappointment, "When will the fight last?"

His question was destined to be answered by no one, but Wei Ran, the only one who knew the rough answer, had already finished his hot steamed bun in three or two mouthfuls, filled the fodder for the biting horse, and lay down again with his pillow on his back.

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"Brother Wei, what do you think..."

"Since we are not allowed to dig trenches, let's take a nap."

Wei Ran reminded, "Don't wait until we dig trenches. By then, you won't even have the chance to sleep if you want to."

"That's right"

Zhao Jinyu reacted belatedly, pulled his own trousers over, and lay down next to Wei Ran and Li Sui'an on the other side. He looked at the stars gradually appearing above his head and smacked his lips and said, "I wish I could have a drink."

alright".

"Want to drink?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Just thinking about it," Li Sui'an laughed at himself, "I can't drink any wine, but there is plenty of horse urine."

"That's not necessarily the case"

When Wei Ran said this, he lowered his voice slightly, pretended to put his hand into the rolled up trousers as a cover, took out the British army kettle from the metal book and shook it.

The Living Ancestor was somewhat humane. Although it deducted the contents of the three oil barrels, it filled the kettle with Hu Bazhi's sorghum wine.

"Shh-"

Wei Ran made a sign of silence before Zhao Jinyu and Li Sui'an spoke, and then waved to Bai Yuguang who happened to be passing by. He waited until the three of them gathered around and then opened the wine bottle.

"One bite per person?" Wei Ran suggested.

"Just one bite!" Zhao Jinyu said first, "You come first!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran smiled, put the bottle to his mouth, took a sip, and then handed it to the other party.

Zhao Jinyu also took a sip, and then handed the kettle to Li Sui'an. After Li Sui'an took a sip, he passed it to Bai Yuguang.

"You take a sip too, and secretly share the rest with everyone. Remember to bring the kettle back to me," Wei Ran said in a low voice.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Bai Yuguang nodded immediately, took a small sip, and then started sharing while holding the water bottle.

About ten minutes later, when the kettle was returned, there was no trace of alcohol in it.

With this only sip of wine, Wei Ran snored soon after putting away the kettle - just like the veterans around him.

In his senses, he was awakened by a whistle after a restful sleep.

"Get on the horse! Get on the horse!" Before he could see everything around him clearly, he heard the shouts and urgings of Captain Ma and Bai Yuguang.

After patting his face to wake himself up completely, Wei Ran checked the weapons on his body, quickly ran to the side of the biting horse, grabbed the saddle, turned over and rode on.

"Hide your face!"

Ma Jintao issued a new order, and the cavalrymen of the special agent company who got on their horses one after another also took out the white towels hanging around their necks, wetted them with water from the water bottle, covered their mouths and noses, and tied a knot on the back of their heads.

Even if no one explained, Wei Ran could guess that the wet towel was not only used to cover the flying dust and yellow sand, but was also probably their only means to resist the chemical gas attack that the Japanese would most likely use.

It wasn't until he tied a towel on his horse and started running that Wei Ran had time to observe his surroundings.

At this time, the sky was already slightly brighter, and although the skyline was already blood red, the sun had not yet had time to jump out even a little bit.

The horse jumped over the trench that had been dug all night, and the cool wind blowing in the face took away the last remaining bit of sleepiness on the body.

"Draw the sword!"

Amidst the rumble of horse hooves, Ma Jintao, who was running in front, shouted, and many cavalrymen behind him also hurriedly pulled out their sabers that had been sharpened just last night, but now had some rust on them.

Without any orders or reminders, everyone dispersed, lowered their bodies, and tried their best to stick their bodies close to the horse's back - all of which could increase the chance of survival and reduce the possibility of being shot.

As the drum-like sound of horse hooves became faster and faster, the war horses became faster and faster. Correspondingly, the sounds of fighting in the distance became clearer and clearer.

"boom!"

Before the enemy could be seen clearly, a shell hit the enemy at most 50 meters away from the side of the guard.

Amidst the flying sand and broken meat, a company of four cavalrymen and their horses remained there forever.

Upon seeing this, Wei Ran immediately whipped his whip several times, urging the biting horse under his buttocks to increase its speed again.

"Open the Heaven's Gate! Open the Heaven's Gate!"

Amidst the roars one after another, he finally saw the enemy in the morning mist!

The Japanese's Doudin tanks and armored vehicles, the Japanese charging with bayonet-mounted 38-inch caps, and even the puppet troops who were driven at the front. There were also suppressive firepower from the side manipulating machine guns and grenade launchers.

Before they had time to take a closer look, machine gun fire began to extend towards them. The barrage mixed with tracer bullets only needed to be swept lightly, and a war horse immediately fell to the ground.

But at this moment, I couldn't stop at all. Not only could I not stop, I even had to accelerate, even if...

Even if the enemy in front is a tank!

“Da da da da—!”

Amidst the long sound of firing, Wei Ran first emptied the 20 rounds of bullets in the box of artillery magazines in the metal book, then pulled a grenade from his waist, bit the firing wire, yanked hard, and threw it away.

At the tank and the Japanese around it.

Before the grenade hit the ground, he had already grasped the saddle and leaned forward. While passing by the Japanese, he easily swung away the 38-inch cover and cut half of the opponent's body.

arm, and gave the next Japanese a stab in the chest.
To be continued...