Even without the use of flares, one can clearly see figures a hundred meters away.
This is also the coldest time of the day.
There was white gas coming out of everyone's mouth and nose.
Horses are the same.
2,000 meters away from the battlefield, directly behind the main Japanese position, out of sight of the Japanese army.
One after another, war horses filed out of the mountain road like ghosts and lined up on the flat ground.
Nearly 1,600 horses and the cavalry on the horses maintained a heart-stopping silence.
They lined up silently, no one yelled, and there was no noise. All the horses were bitten, and the horses' hooves were wrapped in cotton. All the knights, except Liu Lang, wore a black scarf around their necks.
There is actually a hint of fashion in the coolness.
Liu Lang was also riding on a war horse. It was a Qinghua Cong, a Hequ horse. It was half a horse's head taller than an ordinary Mongolian horse, and not much shorter than the Japanese army's Oriental horse.
There was no way, Liu Tuanzuo insisted on charging with Deng Wen's cavalry. In order to take care of this little brother who gave him a big pie, Deng Wen could only give Liu Lang the best horse in his cavalry brigade to ride on.
Liu Lang must not let anything happen to him, otherwise, even if the Eighth Division is defeated, where will Deng Wen go to eat that big pie?
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that because seeing Liu Lang's size, Deng Wen was afraid that the other horses would not be able to bear it. What if someone's weight caused the horse to stumble during the charge?
"Brother, are you sure you want to join us? Cavalry and infantry are completely different things!" Deng Wen asked Liu Lang again with a serious look on his face, and handed Liu Lang a black scarf.
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Of course, the cavalry is different from the infantry. Without superb riding skills, most people will fall down even if they are jogging at a small pace, let alone the horse starting to run at a high speed of 16 meters per second.
And just being able to ride a horse is not enough. The cavalry must be able to control the horse with both legs, because when fighting, the hand holding the saber must use all the strength. If the legs are not strong enough to clamp it, the rider will fall off the horse before he can cut himself.
Already.
During a cavalry charge, falling off your horse is almost equal to death. The cavalry running behind you at high speed doesn't care who you are. In fact, it can't. Even if you are the supreme commander, you can only watch in despair as the speed reaches 60
A horse's hoof weighing more than 700 kilograms trampled over his body, and then he turned into a ball of meat with shattered fractures all over his body.
"Don't worry, Commander Deng. I've seen you along the way. My riding skills are as good as yours. Since I'm the one who invited you here, how can I, Liu Lang, stay out of the matter?" Liu Lang said proudly.
Liu Lang is really not bragging. The technology of horse riding during the Republic of China was a bit like taking the driver's license test in the 1980s in the future Republic. It was a technology that only a few people could possess. However, Liu Lang, a fat man, was the son of a wealthy family in the flesh. He didn't have a car but wanted to
To save energy, you can only learn to ride a horse, which is pretty good.
Of course, just being good is not enough. Any meaning of saying good is actually just average.
What gave Liu Lang confidence was that in his previous life, Liu Lang actually practiced equestrian training hard in the border troops of Western Xinjiang for a while because he had to carry out missions on the western frontier.
AK can hit a watermelon 200 meters away.
Now, of course, it is no longer a problem to just kill people with a saber.
"Haha, okay, since brother Liu is so sure, let us drink the blood of the Japanese invaders together with the knife in our hands." Deng Wen stopped talking nonsense and said with a smile.
Gently pinching the horse's belly, the war horse led Deng Wen to the front of the already lined up horse team. Deng Wen's voice was not loud, but it rang throughout the audience and echoed in the open wilderness: "Brothers, have you seen this?
?Right in front of us, the Japanese are waiting for us to chop off their heads. Tell me, are you ready?"
No one agreed immediately, they just pulled out the sabers at their sides. In the dim light of dawn, more than a thousand sharp blades shone with a cold light.
"Very well, follow me, move forward, and kill all those wearing yellow Japs uniforms." Deng Wen took the reins and entered the cavalry formation.
Liu Lang had already taken the initiative to go in.
When the cavalry charges, charging alone at the front is very exciting, but it will definitely be the one who dies the fastest. Liu Lang will not be stupid.
The cavalry were all very close together, with horses touching horses and shoulders rubbing against each other.
In the early morning light, the horse's nose is spraying white mist, and its mouth is spraying white mist.
As the war horses moved forward in small steps, all the knights pulled up the black scarves around their necks to cover their mouths and noses.
Liu Lang... Fatty and the 1,600 thieves?
"Dong, dong, dong" the dull sound of horse hooves sounded, and the queue began to move slowly.
It's like a wall slowly moving forward.
After jogging for a while, the horses began to speed up gradually, and the queue began to spread out. Each horse was about two or three meters apart. 1,600 cavalry were lined up in three rows. One row of more than 500 cavalry stretched the horse line for three miles, and the two rows of cavalry
They are three hundred meters apart.
At one thousand meters, the cavalry began to sprint at full speed.
A thunderous sound resounded throughout the venue, and the whole world seemed to be filled with the rumble of horse hooves. The sound was so loud that it seemed as if even the violent sound of gunfire 1,500 meters away was drowned out.
Liu Lang had seen a company of nearly 150 horses charging at full speed from the Western Frontier Army. The movement was so shocking that the entire Gobi Desert seemed to be shaken by the sound of horse hooves.
But now, what Liu Lang saw and heard was 1,600 cavalry charging at full speed.
Although the cavalrymen had covered their headscarves like the cavalry, the biting cold wind still hit our faces, just like riding a motorcycle in the wilderness in the early morning. However, there was no sound around and there was no sound left.
Compared to the rumble of horse hooves below, it was nothing.
Perhaps only those who have been there know that no matter who you are, in such a scene, you will only feel that your blood is burning and your adrenaline is racing.
It is conceivable that as long as the cavalry rages, no one can stop their steps, and all obstacles will be reduced to nothing.
The entire battlefield was stunned by the rumble of horse hooves.
At the beginning of the first day of the new year, it was like thunder in the sky. At the end, the thunder was like ringing in everyone's ears. There was no sound of guns and cannons in the whole world, only the sound of thunder.
The front line of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army was already in danger. In just ten minutes, the Japanese army, which had launched an all-out attack, had already approached more than fifty meters away from the trenches. All the Japanese troops had already inserted their gleaming bayonets, waiting for grenades to unleash their power.
Suppress the opponent's firepower, and they will charge with all their strength.
Then, thunder rumbled from far to near, shattering their sweet dreams. As they looked back and their pupils suddenly shrank, in the morning mist, a row of black "walls" jumped out from the horizon and headed toward the sky at high speed.
Move your own position.
"Enemy attack..." The staff officer next to Terube Tanibe, who was stunned, screamed in a shrill voice, as if he had been stabbed in the back door.
The Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army cheered loudly.
Sun Yongqin's face turned from pale to red.
The cavalry, that's the cavalry, Liu Lang didn't lie, the cavalry finally came.
In fact, Liu Lang arrived ten minutes earlier than the agreed time. If he had come ten minutes later, there would still be no one alive in the entire position.
But now, it's still too late.
The sprint distance of one thousand meters takes only one minute for a galloping horse bursting at its maximum speed.
The 8th Division transferred all its troops to the frontal battlefield and the two flank battlefields, leaving an infantry squad on the rear flank as a guard.
Fifty rifles and one light machine gun could not cause much damage to the running target. After the sacrifice of dozens of horses and men, the cavalry rushed into the main position of the 8th Division.
The black horse and the black figure are holding a sharp blade.
The blade passed by, and streaks of blood rose into the sky.