Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters between life and death
"Sir, I only need one cavalry squadron to rush over and kill them. Sir, please give me the order!" The last squadron leader was the first to say the key, and he directly asked for a fight.
The two squadron leaders who had just spoken were anxious, and not willing to lag behind, they asked for a fight: "Please give me an order, sir. I am willing to lead my squadron to kill them!"
"No..." the captain refused, very decisively.
"There is no problem in killing them now. However, the enemy and we will definitely shoot and exchange fire before fighting. By then, there will definitely be casualties in the troops. More importantly, the war horses equipped by us and the Eighth Route Army will be in the battle.
A lot of losses!”
"The war horses equipped by the Eighth Route Army are no worse than ours. I have taken a fancy to them all. If all these war horses can be captured, I am sure that with this military exploit, our cavalry brigade will soon be expanded into a cavalry regiment..."
If you are a soldier, you want to be promoted. Everyone is the same, including the little devil in front of you.
When the army is expanded into a regiment, these officers will definitely rise and be promoted along with them. Even if their positions are not promoted, their military ranks will definitely be promoted.
Therefore, facing the temptation of troop expansion, several squadron leaders all agreed with the group leader's statement.
Then he stared at the captain and asked: "Sir, how are we going to fight?"
"Wait!" the captain replied confidently.
"Since the Eighth Route Army cavalry chose our air support to leave and attack us, they must have wanted to take advantage of the cavalry to attack us. What we need to do is to launch a counterattack when they attack, confront them head-on, and kill them with sabers."
"In this way, the war horses equipped by the Eighth Route Army will be intact and all will be captured by us..."
"I only know the casualties we suffered during the assault. I believe that with the fighting power of the warriors, they can easily dodge the sabers of the Eighth Route Army and then counterattack to kill the opponent. After all, the Eighth Route Army cavalry is just an infantry that has just learned to ride a horse.
, to use the word cavalry to call them is to look down on them too much!"
"Sir, you are wise~" Several squadron leaders agreed and complimented at the same time, and then stared at the Eighth Route Army cavalry getting closer and closer to them on the battlefield with fanatical expressions.
Soon, the cavalry battalion of more than 300 people stopped.
It took nearly five minutes to adjust the assault formation, and then rested on the horse, soothing the horse and preparing for the next assault.
The smile on the Japanese captain's face became even wider.
The performance of the cavalry battalion further proved his judgment of the Eighth Route Army cavalry battalion.
"Sir, the performance of the Eighth Route Army cavalry is really terrible! I'm sure we can kill them with just one assault!" The squadron leader beside him became more and more excited and shouted arrogantly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the cavalry battalion moved.
More than three hundred cavalrymen drew their sabers one after another and then raised them high above their heads.
The cold sword light is still very scary when viewed from a distance.
Then the cavalry battalion moved. More than 300 cavalrymen gathered together. At the same time, they urged their horses to move from a trot to a gallop, and quickly rushed towards them.
"Warriors, raise your swords, prepare to attack, and kill the Eighth Route Army in front of you!" The captain, who did not take his opponent seriously at all, shouted very arrogantly.
Then he raised his saber high, kicked the horse with both legs, rushed out, and continued shouting.
"Kill me..."
For the cavalry who are getting faster and faster, they can collide with each other in less than half a minute.
When the distance between the two sides was less than 200 meters, and the opponent's facial expression could already be seen, the cavalry's speed had reached its extreme. At this time, even if it wanted to turn around, it was impossible.
Hundreds of soldiers from the cavalry battalion rushed forward bravely, while the Japanese brandished their sabers, their eyes shining, and kept urging their horses to rush forward. They wanted to collide with the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side and chop off their opponents' heads with their sabers.
"spread……"
The commander of the first company of the cavalry battalion who was rushing at the front roared and ordered.
Then there was a scene on the battlefield that showed anger, which made the little devil very puzzled.
The Eighth Route Army cavalry who were gathered together just now suddenly dispersed, five or six meters apart from each other...
"The Eighth Route Army is crazy..." This was the Japanese's first thought.
In a cavalry assault, if the formation is too scattered, it will not only be detrimental to the cavalry assault and greatly weaken the cavalry's collision ability, but the formation will also be torn apart, divided, and strangled by the opponent...
Therefore, in their view, there is no difference between the Eighth Route Army cavalry doing this and committing suicide.
As for the stumbling ropes that were covered up in the flying dust, none of them were arrogant enough to notice them. Everyone raised their sabers, ready to chop...
"Rumble..."
With a huge roar, the two cavalrymen collided.
With a smile on his face, the arrogant little devil controlled the war horse with one hand, aimed at the target he had already set his sights on, and suddenly swung his saber. Seeing that the sharp blade of the saber was about to touch the opponent's body, splitting the opponent in half.
At that time, an accident happened.
The front legs of the war horse suddenly seemed to be broken, and it knelt directly on the ground.
The huge inertia carried him directly forward from the horse's back.
"Baga..." The little devil looked frightened. Before he could finish speaking, a war horse's hoofs dropped from the sky before his eyes.
The horse's hoof stepped down quickly and hit the devil's head. In just a moment, the little devil lost consciousness!
The Japanese cavalry who rushed at the front were caught off guard, and people who were tripped by the horse ropes were thrown off their horses.
The little Japanese cavalry behind them, because all this happened so suddenly, didn't realize it before they hit the stumbling rope.
"Bagheya Road is a bridle. The horses of the Eighth Route Army cavalry are strung up with bridles. Jump over!" Finally, a kid saw the iron chain between the cavalry and the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army. He shouted loudly in horror.
The Japanese next to them also followed the instructions, but after dodging the trip rope in front of them, they were unable to avoid the trip rope that followed.
As soon as the front foot of the war horse touched the ground, the hard iron chain hit it, and it hit it with huge inertia. The war horse, which was suddenly in pain, kneeled on the ground subconsciously, and threw the rider on its back!
The cavalry was so fast that in less than ten seconds from the time the two sides came into contact to the present, more than a hundred cavalry fell on the charging road.
The dead hands thrown out were either trampled to death by the horses of the Eighth Route Army's subsequent cavalry, or hacked to death by sabers falling from the sky.
Because they lost their horses and were suddenly thrown out, they had not yet reacted to the impact. Facing the unavoidable saber in front of them, they did not even have time to dodge.
It was only then that the Japanese captain recovered from his shock.
The arrogant expression on his face was gone, and his face turned pale with an expression of despair.
In front of him, the cavalry he had trained with his own hands were like ripe grains, being knocked down in pieces by his opponents using trip wires, and the opponent's casualties were almost negligible.
At this time, every second of delay, more than a dozen cavalrymen fell to the ground in front of them. The life and death of the cavalry brigade depended on my own thoughts...
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