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The firepower of the Japanese army was basically concentrated on the front and back. At this time, on the flanks where the cavalry regiment was charging, they did not have any heavy firepower configuration.
"What do you want them to use to resist the advance of these cavalry?" Rifle? Or is it a Southern Fourteen pistol that jams after a few shots and that even if you commit suicide, you may not be able to kill yourself? Or put bayonets on the 38-inch caps in their hands, and then stab them at the cavalry charging at dozens of kilometers per hour?
Under such circumstances, what the Japanese army could do at this time was to roar, yell at the board, and then charge desperately. Or just stick your butt out and run to the side.
¡°Boom!!!!¡±
The sound of horse hooves, louder than the sound of artillery, shattered the sound of wind and snow, and shattered the last courage of the Japanese army. They broke through the wind, snow and darkness, raising their horse hooves high, and stampeded towards the Japanese troops in the camp.
The cavalry on these horses raised their machetes high and slashed at the Japanese soldiers below.
Relying on the super impact of the war horses, it was not a difficult task for them to chop off the heads of the Japanese soldiers. It's just that when slashing at the Japanese soldiers, their wrists must master certain skills, otherwise the impact will be too great and the wrists will be sprained.
Hirabu Ichiro looked at the black figures of those war horses passing before his eyes, leaving behind a series of afterimages. And those sabers raised high, under the illumination of the flares, reflected an icy light.
He opened his mouth wide, wondering why the enemies besieging them could launch such a ferocious attack in such a short period of time. Their cooperation is also great.
Use two troops to attack from a pinch, keeping them in a long and narrow area. Then use the cavalry regiment to attack their narrow strip of land.
By that time, they will be helpless against the cavalry regiment charging from the side.
It all happened too quickly, and he didn't have time to think about the enemy's thoughts.
Now he doesn¡¯t need to think anymore, because his two brigades are already finished.
At this moment, the light of the knife flashed across his eyes. Hirabu Ichiro raised his head and saw a bright saber, stained with a little blood, slashing towards him.
He wanted to scream, but before the command from his brain could reach his vocal cords, his head was cut off by the sharp saber.
The cavalryman who killed him did not realize that he had just accidentally killed a Japanese brigade commander. He just felt that the little devil just now was quite tall, so he didn't need to bend down on horseback when he was cutting off his head. Instead, he held the saber straight and could easily chop off the little devil's head.
The rumble of horse hooves drowned out the gunshots and screams. The Japanese army's line was completely torn apart in just a few minutes under the strong impact of the cavalry.
Fifteen minutes later, the cavalry successfully broke through the narrow Japanese front. However, these cavalry did not stop, but immediately turned their horses' heads and charged into the Japanese line again.
Their cavalry repeatedly charged and killed the Japanese troops. The hoofs of the war horses trampled on the white snow and also trampled on the bloody corpses of Japanese soldiers.
In the eyes of these cavalry, there was only killing. They mechanically raised the sabers in their hands, and then slashed hard.
This fight lasted from midnight to dawn.
The heavy snow finally stopped at dawn. In the white world, the corpses of Japanese soldiers were piled up in the position full of horse hoof prints.
Zheng Fei put his curled saber into the scabbard, and then wiped the blood from his face. His body was covered with blood left by the Japanese army.
The men of their cavalry regiment had been fighting all night. At this time, it was not just the soldiers who were extremely exhausted. Even the war horses under their crotches were very tired at this time and were panting heavily.
"Regiment leader, I can't find anyone who can breathe. I'm afraid we will kill the little devil." A cavalryman said next to him.
Zheng Fei nodded, and then looked at the position where they fought hard all night.
On the position, in addition to the corpses of Japanese soldiers that were almost trampled to pulp by horse hooves, there were also the corpses of many war horses and the corpses of fallen soldiers of their cavalry regiment.
At this time, these corpses were half covered by the heavy snowThen, amidst the whistling wind, they had forgotten the cold and the fighting that lasted all night. They fell asleep there forever, just like the extremely silent snowflakes on the ground.
"Let's collect the corpses of our brothers! We also lost many brothers in this battle."
In one night of fighting, although they killed many Japanese soldiers, they also paid a certain price. The Japanese soldiers who resisted showed extraordinary willpower and fought with them until the last moment.
At this time, the soldiers of the Second Brigade besieging the Japanese army on the periphery, as well as the brothers from the guard battalion, were also running towards this side through the snow.
Cheers came from their side, echoing on the extremely silent Japanese position.
At this time, Xia Yang also ran to the position.
He came to Zheng Fei and saluted directly to Zheng Fei: "Commander Zheng, you have done a great job in annihilating two Japanese brigades this time! Your cavalry regiment has done a great job!"
Zheng Fei wiped the blood on his face and returned to Xia Yang: "Thank you, Master! Without the Second Brigade and the Guard Battalion to surround the Japanese army in this narrow strip, our cavalry regiment would not be able to perform well."
At this time, Ma Siyuan, who was standing next to him, laughed and said: "It is rare for Master to praise someone once, so just accept it, Old Zheng."
Hu San also said: "Yes, I have been with Master for so many years, and Master has never praised me in idioms."
Zheng Fei scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Then I still have to thank you, Master."
Xia Yang smiled, and then said: "Seize the time to clean the battlefield and prepare to retreat back to the ancient city of Mongolia. The heavy snow will help us cover up the traces of our actions."
After receiving Xia Yang's order, the troops immediately cleaned up the battlefield.
They collected the remains of the martyrs, and at the same time collected the Japanese equipment and supplies for their own use.
As for the soldiers who attracted the Japanese scout troops in the front, they also began to take advantage of the heavy snow and divided into small groups to retreat in the direction of the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com