The approximately 30 Japanese cavalrymen who had just turned their horses around to resume their formation, followed the orders of their major squadron leader and urged their horses again, trying to maximize their speed in the shortest possible time.
What greeted them was not the conventional charge of Chinese cavalry who had fired their submachine gun bullets empty.
Still, shoot!
They obviously forgot that the main equipment of the Chinese cavalry is not actually a submachine gun, but a mounted rifle like theirs.
The Liao-made Thirteenth Cavalry Rifle is almost similar to the Type 38 Cavalry Rifle in terms of performance, material, and length.
However, at a distance of tens of meters, for a cavalryman who has been marching on horseback for a long time, it can only be said that he is too stupid to miss the target.
Besides, there are at least a hundred guns.
"Bang bang bang!" With the sound of gunshots, the Japanese cavalry suffered another double heavy mental and physical trauma, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. No matter how hard they drove their horses to dodge, more than 20 Japanese cavalrymen still fell on the accelerating road.
Gong Shaoxun was completely stunned.
It's not because Deputy Director Tang shamelessly turned him and a group of cavalry into infantry. As long as he can kill the enemy, he can use any method. He doesn't have the ridiculous pride of the Japanese about cavalry honoring cavalry.
He is a battalion commander and a soldier. As for the enemy, just kill him and that's it, no matter what the situation is.
However, he was still stunned.
It's still because Director Tang, that subtitle is really not important.
Really, as the commander of the cavalry battalion directly under the 67th Army Military Headquarters, what kind of hero has he not seen?
Since he was a soldier, he has participated in suppressing bandits. There are many strange men and women with green beards and beards who are active in the white mountains and black waters.
He has seen a hero running wildly on a horse, holding a shell gun and accurately hitting a copper coin hanging forty or fifty meters away, and he has also seen a tough horse bandit who was chased by a cavalry squad one man and one horse, but still calmly left after killing several people.
He himself is also a master. He can hit an opponent with a lance from two hundred meters away. In a charge, without using a knife, he can fire two shots on horseback and kill two people.
But he can guarantee that if he confronts Director Tang next to him, there is almost no possibility of him surviving under Tang Dao.
Because this gun is not only fast, but also accurate, extremely accurate.
As soon as the Japanese cavalry started galloping, his guns started firing.
With every gunshot, a Japanese cavalryman was knocked off his horse.
Gong Shaoxun's intuition told him that this was the result of Tang Dao's victory.
This is because ordinary cavalry generally do not shoot at smaller cavalry targets, but directly shoot at larger war horses.
Only people like Tang Dao can confidently kill the cavalry lying on the back of the horse or hiding on the side of the horse.
The Japanese Japanese cavalry were extremely fast, and it only took them five or six seconds to reach a distance of 100 meters. However, before the Japanese cavalry could reach a distance of 30 meters, Tang Dao's gun had already missed.
Five bullets, all empty.
Likewise, five Japanese cavalrymen fell from their horses.
Five shots were fired in a rapid succession, killing five people.
If it wasn't a cavalry duel, but just target practice, it would be awesome, but it definitely wouldn't be that shocking.
But this is not the moment. This is the moment when dozens of cavalrymen rush towards me with their sabers raised high.
The rumble of horse hooves is like the roar of death, reminding you every second that if you don't dodge or increase your horse speed to pick up the saber, you will be decapitated by the sharp saber at any time.
The horses on both sides are crossing each other at such high speed that the saber can easily cut off the neck bones. Even if the blade only scratches your chest and abdomen, it may cut you into two pieces. That is completely different from a land battle.
But the Tang Dao was like a war machine without emotions. The Japanese war horses were speeding up, but he had no intention of lifting the knife. He just sat on the horse, shot, pulled the bolt, then shot again, and then pulled the bolt.
Shuan, another shot, extremely cold.
That is not only cruel to the enemy, but also to oneself.
The Japanese cavalryman closest to him had already rushed to a distance of fifteen meters. The saber pointed diagonally in his hand flashed with a dazzling cold light in the hazy sunshine, making people feel chilled all over.
Obviously, the target of the Japanese cavalry was him.
He was at the front of the queue, holding a mounted rifle in his hand. He fired without stopping, with an extremely obvious target, even though his lieutenant colonel badge had been taken off before the battle.
The Japanese cavalryman who rushed towards Tang Dao was none other than Fujiwaraichi.
Originally, as a commander with an obvious target, he should have died in the concentrated fire of the Chinese cavalry.
But his six bodyguards saved him. From the first charge to the present, the six highly skilled cavalrymen who closely guarded him died one by one.
Now, he is the only one left.
As well as the rare and precious six Japanese cavalry behind him.
The cavalry array, which was originally charging with a roar, now looked pitiful and helpless compared to the more than a hundred Chinese cavalry who were also speeding up and raising their sabers.
But this is not the end yet.
On both sides of the hill, two teams of cavalry circled out. They did not fight towards the battlefield where the two sides were about to fight again, but circled behind the battlefield.
That was to prevent the Japanese cavalry from turning and escaping.
Chinese adults also don't do multiple-choice questions. They want the lives of Japanese people.
I don't want to leave any one behind.
The eyes of the Japanese cavalry were desperate at that moment.
It turns out that this was a trap from the beginning.
The so-called mounted combat does not exist at all.
The strength of the Chinese cavalry was actually twice theirs. Now, they are even planning to annihilate them all.
Fujiwara, who was rushing towards Tang Dao, had no trace of self-blame or pride in his eyes, only anger remained.
There is nothing to maintain the glory of the imperial cavalry, and there is nothing to teach the Chinese people a painful lesson.
Even, there is no more humiliation and despair after discovering that I have been deceived.
His only thought now was to kill the Chinese, the Chinese who had no sense of chivalry and took a lance and killed five of his colleagues in a row.
Although Fujiwaraichi didn't like his deputy squadron leader who was both overt and underhanded, it didn't mean that he could watch the imperial knight who could kill three Chinese cavalrymen with one sword being killed by a bullet worth 0.1 yen.
Bullet kill.
Yes, the Japanese cavalry captain died.
During the charge, when he was still more than fifty meters away from the Chinese, he was hit in the head by a bullet.
His riding skills are superb enough. He uses his huge horse body as a shield and huddles on the side of the fast-running horse. As long as he is given three seconds, he can get back on the horse and cut off anything in front of him with one knife.
The enemy's head.
But he still died.
Fujihara, who was only about ten meters away from the cavalry captain who landed on the ground, intuitively told him who the murderer was.
Fujiwara vowed to kill Tang Dao not only to avenge his deputy squadron leader, but because his instinct told him that the Chinese cavalry gave up the honor of the cavalry and despicably used continuous-fire firearms in the battle.
this person's idea.
This includes the tactic of luring the enemy deep and then attacking them in groups.
He is good at using a spear, but not good at riding on horseback.
Typical infantry style.
He probably ran out of bullets and didn't have time to drop his gun and draw his saber.
Fujiwara looked at Tang Dao, who was holding a rifle and staring at him ten meters away, with a ferocious look in his eyes.
As one of the most favored third-generation descendants of the Fujiwara family, he has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child and has been practicing it for 18 years.
His sword skills are very fast, so fast that everyone who teaches him sword skills gives very high marks, thinking that he has a chance to become the top sword master on the island.
He did not believe that anyone could block his own knife with a lance with a bayonet attached.
No matter if it is blocked, his sword can cut through all obstacles, including guns, men and horses, with one strike.
The legs suddenly clamped together, and the speed of the war horse increased by 10% again, and the Tang sword was bullied three meters away at a terrifying high speed. The sword was as bright as a drill!
The sharp blade was at least one meter away from Tang Dao, and Tang Dao seemed to be able to feel the coldness on the blade, causing small particles to appear on his skin from the irritation.
But, he can't hide.
Even though it was an oblique slash, Tang Dao knew that no matter how he avoided it, that simple slash would change until it killed him.
It couldn't be blocked. The jujube wood butt was very hard, but it wasn't strong enough to withstand the sword coming with the force of the horse. With one strike, it was very likely that the man and the gun would be cut off.
The cavalry closest to Tang Dao was still five or six meters away, so it was even more impossible to expect them to rescue him.
Therefore, Tang Dao does not hide or block.
dismount!
Riding and fighting is not his strong point.
Then why use one's own shortcomings against the enemy's strong points?
His battlefield is on the ground.
Seeing Tang Dao take the initiative to jump off the horse, Fujiwara's eyes remained ferocious.
Even if you escape the knife, under the iron hooves of the high-speed running horse, even if you are made of steel and iron, you will still be in danger of death.
This is also the reason why it is said that falling off the horse in a mounted battle will almost lead to death.
But the next moment, Fujiwaraichi's eyes were like egg yolks boiling in boiling water.