Although I could only hear the roars of men and horses, but could not hear the terrifying muffled sound of sabers piercing flesh and chopping bones, the white snow had already been trampled by horse hooves into a mess, and no splash of blood could be seen.
However, the human body that kept falling under the horse still told the three strong men who were stunned by the cruelty of this battle with huge disparity in numbers.
And, unspeakable sadness.
Although the Chinese cavalry speeded up earlier, the horses had accelerated by more than 200 meters and had already reached the highest speed. They took advantage at the moment of contact. There were a dozen Japanese invaders in the field of vision and were killed by the Chinese cavalry wielding sabers.
Cut them down or knock them down with the Mongolian horses they were sitting on.
However, when the two armies collided, the numerical disadvantage of the Chinese cavalry, which was forced to slow down, was finally revealed. As soon as an enemy was cut down, more sabers from all around came towards you with cold light.
Lao Zhou, who wore an eye patch and had a big bald head, rushed to the front of the entire formation. He led the cavalry behind him and tried hard to maintain the horse speed while waving his saber and charging into the Japanese cavalry queue. The most important thing for cavalry is speed. Without speed,
The cavalry can only be surrounded, divided and then killed one by one by superior forces.
However, this Japanese cavalry unit that tracked the Chinese cavalry for three days and three nights was definitely not a rookie. In order to reduce casualties, their commander did not set up too many cavalry blocks in front of the Chinese cavalry blades, but instead deployed the main force
They concentrated on the two wings. When the Chinese cavalry rushed forward, they swung their swords coldly. In their field of vision, at least six or seven Chinese cavalry were cut off by them.
Moreover, as soon as the Chinese cavalry's horse slowed down even a little, two or three cavalrymen would immediately catch up and drag him down, forcing him to leave the charging formation.
Looking down from the mountain, we can clearly see that as long as the Chinese cavalry is entangled and separated from the cavalry charging formation, it is often surrounded by two or three Japanese cavalry.
It has to be said that Deng Wen's cavalry brigade, which traveled thousands of miles and escaped from the Kwantung Army's pursuit and came to Rehe, is probably very difficult to see whether it is in terms of overall combat effectiveness or individual cavalry combat effectiveness when looking at the whole of China in this era.
Found a cavalry stronger than them.
Despite such a disadvantage, the lone cavalry did not say anything but let the Japanese cavalry, who had the superior numbers, kill them. Especially since they already had the mentality of knowing that they would only die today, they instead cut down the Japanese cavalry who thought they had a chance of victory.
fall back.
The idiot man saw with his own eyes a bearded cavalryman wearing a sheepskin coat who didn't even care about the saber that was slashing at him. At least two sabers hit his body, one on the left and one on the right. One of the sabers came from his side and front.
He cut his left arm in two, which he had tried to block in vain. When the blood spurted out violently, the bearded cavalryman didn't care about his wound. Instead, he let out a loud roar that could be heard by the whole audience, and swung with the greatest strength in his life.
The sword directly chopped off the side of the Japanese soldier's head, who had just swung the sword with joy on his face.
The bearded cavalry actually traded his injuries for his life, using an arm as a bait to exchange for the head of a Japanese soldier.
The blood rising from the sky was so close that the bearded man, who was already covered in blood, was even more bloody. The fluffy sheepskin jacket was dripping with drops of blood. Without his left arm, there was still blood on his right hand.
Holding the saber tightly, like a bloody man with a bloody face, the bearded cavalry rubbed his eye sockets with only one third of his remaining arm, and looked at the other Japanese invader who was attacking him just now.
He involuntarily reined in his horse and retreated, and couldn't help but open his mouth and laugh wildly: "You little brat, come here! I'll let Uncle Diao chop you to death, you bitch."
Although the laughter of the bearded cavalry could not spread very far on such a fierce battlefield, the headless corpse wearing a Japanese yellow military uniform opposite him, spouting blood, was too conspicuous. Not to mention in such chaos.
On the battlefield, all the three idiots noticed him. Even the Japanese major who was directing the battle also noticed that there was such a stubborn Chinese cavalry on the battlefield.
Looking at the headless corpse of our own soldier more than 20 meters away, it shook a few times on the horse and then fell off the horse like a rotten log. Opposite the corpse, the Chinese who lost an arm was still laughing in the sky, but he was only three meters away from the Chinese.
One of Mi Yuan's subordinates reined in the horse and was still retreating in panic. The Japanese major frowned slightly, roared "Baga", pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and pinched his legs. The horse under him
The green-maned ocean horse, which was improved from an Arabian thoroughbred horse, strode towards this side with all four hooves.
"Uncle Bearded, be careful!" The idiot man involuntarily stood up from his knees and shouted loudly to remind the bearded cavalry far down the mountain.
After spending more than two months with Deng Wen's cavalry brigade in Qinglong Mountain, Zeng Shui, a man with a pleasant personality, got along very well with these cavalrymen from the northeast. And this bearded cavalryman also got along very well with the cavalrymen from the northeast.
His surname is Diao, and his son is about the same age as Diao Ye. He has always taken good care of Diao Ye and taught many horse riding skills to the second-rate man.
Otherwise, you may not have been able to hold on after spending three days and three nights on horseback fighting the pursuing Japanese invaders. In the cavalry charge, no matter how powerful your personal force is, you will eventually be killed by countless sharp sabers.
submerged.
Seeing that the Japanese commander was just riding a horse, the horse picked up the speed. It was definitely a good horse.
Half of the cavalry's combat effectiveness is provided by horses. Having a good horse means increased combat effectiveness. Especially on such a battlefield, being able to maintain high speed means that the speed of his saber can be at least one-third faster, especially
The Japanese Ocean Horses were half as tall as the Mongolian horses of the Chinese cavalry, and the Japanese invaders were all in a condescending position.
With such a dangerous enemy heading towards the bearded cavalry, how could the idiot be in no hurry? However, his shouts were obviously too far away for the battlefield more than 200 meters away, and the bearded man could not hear them at all.
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The idiot man didn't realize at all that the two big men who had been holding him down earlier stopped holding him down at some point. They were just half-kneeling like him, staring blankly at the battlefield in the distance.
The Japanese major's horse was too fast. Within a few seconds, it turned from stillness to galloping, crossing a space of more than thirty meters. First, he swung his saber fiercely and knocked back the Japanese soldier who was shocked and retreated by the bloody Chinese cavalry.
He was chopped down from the horse, and then he continued to swing his saber and slashed at the bearded Chinese cavalry who also turned his horse and raised his saber.
The two horses passed each other in an instant.
There was a crisp "ding-dong" sound, and the saber in the hand of the bearded cavalry broke into two pieces.
"Hui'erhui" The Japanese major who rushed seven or eight meters suddenly pulled the reins of his horse. His hand wearing sheepskin gloves gently wiped the blade stained red with blood. Blood beads rolled down, and a gap the size of a soybean suddenly appeared.
On the sharp edge of that shining saber.
"Damn Chinese, Baga." A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the Japanese Major, and he growled softly.
At the same time, a trace of sadness flashed in the bright eyes of the bearded cavalry, and he moved his lips and said something. A red line appeared on his neck, and the red became faintly thicker, and then blood suddenly spurted out. The burly body shook a few times.
, falling down from his horse with a crash.
The bearded cavalryman died.
"Uncle Beard!" The bastard man suddenly thumped the ground.
His tears had frozen in the corners of his brows and eyes, unable to flow out at all. Through the telescope, he "saw" the last words spoken by Uncle Beard.
That is: "You little devil, you can rely on your sword."
The Japanese major relied on the strength of the saber in his hand and the power of his horse to cut off the bearded cavalryman's sword in one fell swoop, then passed by at high speed and severed his trachea and aorta.
While the Chinese cavalry who were divided on the battlefield were still fighting in the final battle but eventually died one by one due to numerical disadvantage, Lao Zhou led nearly thirty cavalrymen who had penetrated the Japanese army's four-row array and rushed to more than a hundred
Line up again meters away.
The Japanese cavalry also turned their horses one after another, changing from the rear to the front, and from the front to the rear. The Japanese major with a frosty face turned his horse to the front of the cavalry formation.
Except for some chaotic hoofbeats and the whine of horses, there is no other sound on the battlefield. There are no more miserable cries from before. The cavalry are charging, there are no injuries, only death. Even if they are not hit by the saber, as long as they fall off the horse, they will be dead.
It means death. Hundreds of military horses weighing 400 kilograms can trample human bones into comminuted fractures.
On the battlefield just now, there were sheepskin coats and yellow military uniforms lying on the ground. All the bodies were motionless. Only a dozen ownerless horses whined slightly, sniffing at the motionless bodies, as if they wanted to wake up their owners, but
Obviously, that was in vain.
In the first round of charge, there were less than thirty Chinese cavalrymen left, and more than half of them were lost.
The Japanese, however, were not much better. Their number far exceeded that of the Chinese, and they actually lost more than thirty people.