The Japanese soldiers on the river bank who were shooting at each other on the other side of the river were half-kneeling on the ground, twisting and looking at the group behind them.
The surviving war horse desperately tried to get up, but unfortunately it was sprayed with shrapnel from the helmet's thunder. The majestic body covered in blood was unable to struggle up from the ground.
In the eyes of the shocked Japanese officers, gunners, and heavy infantrymen, they were surrounded by enemy troops who were shooting at them, as if they were growing out of the ground.
In a daze, Oshima Hisata subconsciously raised his sword.
However, the officers around him stepped forward and grabbed his clothes, held the reins of his horse and shouted,
"Colonel, retreat, we retreat quickly, you cannot fall into their hands."
Yes, the fast column of the 101st Division can only retreat at this moment.
Although not all the cavalry were blown over, after all, the side cavalry in the four-way column suffered much less damage than the cavalry on the outside. However, the violent continuous explosions frightened the uninjured horses, and they were jumping and jumping at the moment.
I couldn't control my jumping at all.
In addition, the helmet mines are arranged 20 meters along both sides of the road. Two mines every three meters are arranged at a 45-degree angle to the road. Once the helmet mines arranged in this way explode, the killing surface formed by the shrapnel will almost cover the entire road.
Although the cavalry on the outside blocked most of the mines for the cavalry on the inside, nearly a thousand soldiers suddenly appeared on both sides and were firing fiercely at all the Japanese.
The Japanese infantry on the river bank were now caught between fire from across the river and semi-automatic fire from behind.
The remaining cavalry soldiers in the middle of the road were fiercely attacked by automatic and semi-automatic firepower from both sides of the road.
None of this is important. What is important is that the artillery and baggage teams behind the Japanese also fell under the attack of the pistol team.
It was not until this moment that all the commanders and soldiers who had dug holes to ambush the troops near the highway understood Zhang Sixing's painstaking efforts.
Six different sounds command six attack directions and attacks at different locations.
At the "T"-shaped intersection, four lines of soldiers were deployed vertically to attack the road, while the horizontal positions were filled with firepower and two ambushes from the other side of the river.
Not only that, where the car was parked behind the battlefield, the old smoker Li Youtian waved his arms and shouted,
"Hurry up, hurry up, send Lei up, and bring back the loot. The craftsmen don't have many helmets here."
In the mixed military camp with more than 500 people, including the old, weak, sick and disabled, a large number of people carried mines and shoulder poles and quickly approached the battlefield a thousand meters away.
At this moment, Battalion Commander Xue, who was squatting in the pit with only his head exposed, had already opened the "top" on his head when he heard the sound of his troops' trumpets, and shouted in a thick Shaanxi accent,
"Hit, beat these dogs, don't let any of them escape."
Now he and his box guns are equipped with wooden boxes and used as short rifles. Especially in this case, using a semi-automatic rifle is of course more useful than the Japanese 38-meter rifle.
At this moment, the few remaining hundred or so Japanese cavalrymen had recovered their strength. They controlled their horses, threw away their sabers and drew their carbines from the holsters behind them.
But because of the snipers deployed by Zhang Sixing, they were completely without command at the moment.
Rapid semi-automatic shooting from both sides instantly rained down dense bullets on the road, and the cavalry on tall horses became the most obvious target.
Under intensive firepower, all the soldiers of the 101st Division's fast column who survived on the battlefield knew that they had no hope.
In particular, the five-hundred-meter-long double-sided mine array laid out along the road gave them a strong shock. Because they had never seen such a "quick" mine array that killed people.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the morale of the Japanese soldiers on the highway, who were attacked from two sides, plummeted.
But the six troops that had already launched an attack did not give them a chance to regain their morale.
When the charge horn sounded, it was not the sound of one bugle, but several bugles sounded at the same time.
Commander Xue, who had been squatting in his pit and shooting, jumped out of the pit, pulled out his sword, and
"Follow me and chop up these bastards..."
"kill"
The soldiers of the six armies roared and launched a final charge towards the Japanese army.
Zhang Sixing could see that charging soldiers were being knocked down by Japanese soldiers one after another. Then the Shaanxi idiots armed with box cannons and swords roared angrily, without stopping at all.
He knew that the Northwest Army was poorly equipped and often relied on the bravery of its members.
Plunging into the enemy group in a short period of time is when the soldiers of the Northwest Army play with their swords.
Of course he doesn't agree with this way of fighting, but when there are not enough weapons and equipment, this is the most helpless way.
The little devil's marksmanship is really good.
He clearly saw that even though there were no machine guns or grenade launchers, even though the Japanese infantry faced attacks from two sides, and even though they faced fierce attacks from semi-automatic weapons, the resistance of the Japanese who formed small circles still gave way to the charging Chinese.
Soldiers inflict casualties.
"Boom boom..."
Finally, the grenade exploded in the crowd of Japanese infantry resisters, and the last resistance of the Japanese army soldiers finally came to an end.
As the soldiers on the battlefield began to clean up the battlefield, the battalion of miscellaneous soldiers who came from behind and carried burdens also rushed onto the battlefield.
Along the road, they delivered the helmet mines to the pits of those responsible for pulling mines. Then they picked up the bundled weapons and equipment on poles and quickly transported them to the other side of the river.
After all, less than half of the three thousand defeated troops collected by Zhang Sixing were not equipped. The equipment of the 101st Division's fast column was just used to arm those empty-handed soldiers.
Not only were they picking, but more reserve soldiers wearing miscellaneous military uniforms on the other side of the pontoon also rushed forward.
They are not here to get equipment, they are here to transport the bicycles, cannons, baggage, etc. left behind by the Japanese across the river.
More importantly, the injured horses were chopped into large pieces that a person could carry and quickly transported across the river.
Lu Feizhang, who had led others to help clean up the battlefield, ran to Zhang Sixing, who was looking at the battlefield.
"Sir, if you have to fight like this to relieve your anger, the Japanese will be gone in a few days."
Turning to look at Lu Feizhang's excited expression, Zhang Sixing looked up and signaled to Lu Feizhang,
"Look over there, with the rising ashes, you should know that the Japanese army will be here in a blink of an eye. If we even want to avoid the Japanese army and their aerial reconnaissance, we have to persist until night before we can retreat. This battle..."
After hearing Zhang Sixing's words, Lu Feizhang's expression turned serious.
Following the direction of Zhang Sixing's finger, he saw the dust rising all over the sky a few kilometers away.
Lu Feizhang, who was accustomed to guerrilla fighting, could naturally tell that it was the dust that could only be formed by a marching brigade.
"We just repulsed their fast column, and the real battle will begin next."