This time, Zeng Shui and Erhuo Man no longer had to walk, and the few horses still left in the forest became their means of transportation.
Although it is not as fast as rolling and climbing in the mountain forest, after running down the hillside through the not dense jungle, the speed of the horse is still much faster than that of a person walking hard on the snow.
Having made up his mind to kill the two Imperial Cavalrymen who had humiliated the Chinese, Kazjun Murakami, except for leaving two small teams to pick up the dead and search for the wounded Imperial Cavalry in the mountain col, the remaining nearly 200 people all mounted their horses and headed toward the enemy.
The two fleeing Chinese chased them in the direction they fled.
I chased them out of the jungle, down the hillside, and onto the mountain road. I chased them for five miles, and finally I clearly saw the figures of two Chinese people more than a mile away.
Through the telescope, Murakami Kazun clearly saw that in the rush to escape, the Chinese Mongolian horse stumbled and slid to the ground. The horse's leg was probably broken. The Chinese with the gun had to struggle in the snow.
While trekking, another Chinese man did not even ride a horse, but chose to jump off his horse and walk with his companions.
"Stupid Chinese, unreasonable Chinese." Seeing that his prey was about to be caught, Murakami's excited eyes were mixed with a bit of disdain. In other words, there was an emotion mixed in that he couldn't explain.
For this irrational behavior of accompanying his companions to seek death, as a soldier at the Japanese Imperial Army University, I instinctively felt that this was really stupid.
However, to have a companion who can accompany him through life and death, I am afraid even he is still a little envious! This is really an extremely contradictory feeling.
However, this does not prevent Murakami Kazjun from ordering his imperial cavalry to catch up with them and kill them. Murakami Kazjun has even thought of how to control them. He will tie them to the tail of a horse and watch them in front of everyone who can see them.
He was dragged in front of the Chinese people all the way to Chengde, 200 miles away.
Under the orders of their commanders, the Japanese cavalry continued to speed up and chased two enemies who were struggling on the mountain road more than a mile away. This time, no matter how accurate the terrible enemy's marksmanship was, the heroic cavalry of the empire could not
They won't back down and must rush forward to kill them.
Major Kazjun Murakami and the imperial cavalry under his command, who were completely attracted by the two preys, did not notice that the snow on the road in front of them was too messy, and even the heavy snow that had been falling for a while was not completely covered.
Covered, and the two prey alone cannot make this movement.
Also, the two prey that had caused them huge damage before unexpectedly chose to continue to flee along the mountain road in the most stupid way without occupying a favorable terrain and resisting.
More importantly, there is a wide valley between the prey and the third regiment. If they can send a small team of leading soldiers to check it, there is a valley and mountain road up to fifty meters wide.
They meet here to form a fairly wide flat area.
However, the hatred for the two prey and the excitement of killing them immediately made the proud knights of the Japanese Empire of the 3rd Cavalry Regiment, who were eager to avenge their shame, stare ahead. Just as they successfully ambush those who were careless
Like the Chinese cavalry, they were also careless at this moment.
This is not only Rehe occupied by the Japanese army, but also the Rehe of the Chinese. It is also a battlefield that has never stopped between China and Japan.
Being careless on the battlefield will only cost your life.
When hundreds of cavalrymen from the First Squadron rushed forward, Major Kazjun Murakami in the middle of the cavalry team, perhaps because he was excited or in a good mood and wanted to take a good look at the great rivers and mountains of Jehol, China under the occupation of the empire, unconsciously turned to his right
He glanced sideways.
Then, his eyes suddenly opened wide and his mouth opened suddenly and could no longer be closed.
What kind of sight could make a major-level officer qualified to lead more than 200 imperial cavalry be so surprised?
Naturally, it is not the magnificent mountains and rivers after the heavy snowfall in Jehol, China.
What caught Murakami's eyes were rows of neatly arranged cavalry, Chinese cavalry wearing sheepskin coats and thick dog-skin hats.
In a valley more than fifty meters wide, rows of cavalry filled the entire valley with a heavy blackness.
There was no bright sunshine, only cold wind and snow. However, the strong light of the saber held in the hands of the cavalry almost blinded Murakami Ichijun's eyes. The light of the saber reflected the wind and snow, and it seemed as if it was lowered by a dozen in an instant.
The freezing coldness froze Murakami's expression on his face.
The shouts of "enemy attack." were still swirling in Murakami's wet throat.
Only a loud roar was heard: "Cavalry battalion, charge."
Rows of Chinese cavalry began to rhythm like waves of the sea. The muffled sound of "rumbling" suddenly resounded throughout the valley.
Murakami Kazun knew that this was a sign that they were about to accelerate. In less than five seconds, their speed would exceed five meters per second, and the distance would not exceed fifty meters. Even though the snow in the valley could not allow the military horses to reach full speed,
But for cavalry like them, who were walking as fast as they were and were not ready at all, it was a complete disaster.
Murakami Kazun needed no further reminder. The rumble of horse hooves had already stunned all the Japanese soldiers, and then they were in panic. Some wanted to move forward, and some wanted to move back. All the goals were to avoid this group of soldiers as quickly as possible.
The enemy troops rushed over in military formation. Without military formation and speed, anyone waiting in place would be doomed.
As for guns, they are useless at such a short distance. The Chinese who have lowered their bodies will rush forward in less than ten seconds and chop off your head with their sabers, which carry the inertia and power of running military horses.
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No matter how strict the military discipline is, an army will still be cowardly in the face of death. Unless that army has a commander who is not afraid of death, he may be able to lead his troops in a final struggle against death. China has experienced thousands of years of
There are many famous generals in history who were able to fight their way out of the battlefield with their men after being attacked.
But obviously, Kazjun Murakami did not have such potential. At the moment when death was about to come in ten seconds, the proud and best student of the Cavalry Department of the Japanese Imperial Army University chose to escape.
The entire 3rd Cavalry Regiment was located between the entire team. Forty or fifty people suddenly became confused, which also caused the teams in front and behind to become chaotic.
It was a sneak attack, and it fell into chaos because of the lack of calmness of its companions. This outcome was almost doomed.
The first row of thirty cavalrymen in the roaring cavalry battalion only charged in the first round and killed all the Japanese soldiers in front of them who had no time to escape. The second row of cavalrymen who were twenty meters away from them did not even wave their sabers.
Chance.
Therefore, under the trumpet sound of the commander's messenger, they all reduced their speed and quickly changed their formations. With three horses in a row, they divided into two directions and attacked the Japanese troops who were already in a mess on the mountain road without any speed.
The number of Japanese cavalry who were chased by Murakami Kazjun was less than 200, which was far inferior to the cavalry battalion that received the verbal order from a few green-skinned young men who had been ordered to form a formation to ambush the Japanese cavalry here. This first round of attack
With the loss of more than thirty people, and the desperate escape of Kazun Murakami, the Japanese cavalry with low morale were no match for the Chinese cavalry who had been accumulating anger for a long time.
As for the two so-called prey who had lost their horses and could only rely on their feet to measure the mountain road, they also showed their ferocious faces at this moment.
Zeng Shui lay down behind a big rock next to the mountain road, and with five consecutive "bang bang bang" shots, he killed the five horses that were driving the horses the most and blocked the mountain road to prevent the Japanese invaders behind from escaping at full speed.
At the same time, he also told the Japanese that this road was blocked.
"Damn it, didn't you say you were out of bullets?" The unarmed man pulled a big branch from the mountain to make a stick and prepared to beat the drowned dog, and said in shock.
"You don't think you can run so fast like this?" Zeng Shui slapped him on the back of his head with disdain and threw two empty magazines and a bullet box at him.
Blow that little devil’s balls out.”
Indeed, even though they knew there was a murderer blocking the way in front of them, there were more than 100 Chinese people behind them who were speeding up and wielding sabers. The Japanese cavalry had almost lost the courage to turn around and fight them.
We can only charge at the Chinese guns.
Their only hope is not that the Chinese's marksmanship is not accurate enough, but that he can use up his bullets as soon as possible! Or that they can run through the six hundred snow-covered streets in these two minutes.
Mishan Road.
Unfortunately, the wishes of these more than seventy Japanese soldiers were suppressed by the constant sound of gunfire.
Zeng Shui carried 100 DAM bullets and 100 rounds of ordinary bullets. Except for the more than 20 rounds fired at the beginning, the remaining bullets were more than 100 rounds. Not to mention that he couldn't finish them in two minutes, even if he could always shoot with his fastest speed.
Rapid shooting was enough to kill all the more than seventy Japanese.
Facing a sniper with a charge distance of 600 meters, the only outcome is death.
If Murakami Kazjun was given half an hour to regret, he would definitely choose not to pursue the two preys who led them into the trap, but if he was given one minute to regret, he would definitely not choose to run forward.
Because if he ran backwards, although he would be chased by more Chinese cavalry, at least he would not have to face the Chinese who had transformed from prey into a terrifying sniper.
In particular, his collar badge looked so golden in Zeng Shui's eyes, who finally had time to look at the scope carefully.