Just after he rushed out, Li Qiufan found that the Japanese cavalry were already waiting for him.
At a glance, there are enough troops of about two brigades.
There is no other way. In this case, we can only bite the bullet and charge.
"Cavalry regiment, charge!"
Li Qiufan shouted, and the soldiers with the cavalry regiment rushed forward.
Seeing this, the Japanese cavalry on the opposite side also began to charge, and a fight was imminent.
"kill!"
As soon as he met the Japanese cavalry, Li Qiufan raised his saber and slashed wildly.
After a hedging, both sides were injured, so they turned their horses' heads to look at each other again.
Li Qiufan knew that he could not escape now and could only decide the outcome with the Japanese cavalry on the opposite side.
Because both sides are cavalry, as long as one side escapes, the other side will definitely catch up, and then they will be chased and chopped down.
"Brothers! Kill these little devils! Kill them!"
Li Qiufan raised his saber with a firm look, pointed the tip of the saber directly at the Japanese opposite, and took the lead to rush out.
Li Qiufan was fighting with the Japanese cavalry, and Li Yunlong was not having a good time either.
Without Li Qiufan's restraint, the Japanese quickly reorganized their formation and charged forward.
Li Yunlong had no choice but to lead the soldiers in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.
For a time, there were constant shouts of killing in the two battlefields, and the fighting situation was very tragic.
After Li Qiufan led the cavalry regiment to charge against the Japanese for several times, the casualties were a bit heavy, but the Japanese were not feeling well either.
There were about 1,400 to 500 people left on both sides, and they were all exhausted at this time.
But the more this happened, the more bloody Li Qiufan was aroused. At this time, he had no other thoughts and only wanted to kill this group of Japanese cavalry.
"Brothers, the Japanese on the other side don't want us to leave, what should we do?"
Li Qiufan looked at the Japanese indifferently and asked the soldiers around him.
"killed!"
Everyone said in unison, staring at the Japanese opposite, exuding wolfish ferocity.
Although the Japanese cavalry on the opposite side didn't understand, they felt a pressure.
"Haha, kill!"
Li Qiufan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, laughed, then his eyes suddenly widened, and he roared.
As the voice fell, everyone clamped down on the horse's belly, and then charged towards the Japanese again.
As time went by, the shouts of killing on both sides continued to weaken.
Li Yunlong's position was already filled with corpses of both the enemy and ourselves. The Japanese finally became a little frightened and retreated.
Of the more than 5,000 people under Li Yunlong, only about 2,000 were left after the fighting, and all of them were injured.
Li Qiufan, with his desperate fighting style, finally eliminated the Japanese cavalry, but there were only more than 700 people left in his cavalry regiment, and most of them were out of action.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Li Qiufan's heart did not waver at all, and his whole body was numb.
He took the remaining people back to the position and joined Li Yunlong.
"Qiu Fan, you guys..."
Looking at the hundreds of people behind Li Qiufan, Li Yunlong was speechless.
"They deserved to die. We killed two large groups of Japanese cavalry!"
Li Qiufan shook his head and looked at the Japs down the hillside.
"Oh, I'm in trouble with you!"
Li Yunlong didn't know how to comfort Li Qiufan, because he was also the one who needed to be comforted.
The two of them looked at the Japs at the foot of the hillside in unison, waiting for the Japs' next attack.
"Lao Li, do you have anything to regret?"
Li Qiufan suddenly looked at Li Yunlong and asked.
"A regret?"
Li Yunlong repeated, and then thought of Xiu Qin.
"I've delayed your sister-in-law. It's because we, Lao Li, are unlucky."
Li Yunlong shook his head helplessly and said with emotion.
After hearing what Li Yunlong said, a figure could not help but appear in Li Qiufan's mind.
While the two were thinking, the Japanese at the foot of the hillside organized a new round of attack.
At this time, the situation on the Japanese side was not very good. They did not expect that the Eighth Route Army on the hillside would be so difficult to fight.
With a force of nearly a division, they fought for nearly ten hours without losing anything, and only about 8,000 people were beaten.
At this time, the Japanese commander also became anxious. This meeting was no longer a matter of orders. He vowed to destroy the group of Eighth Route Army soldiers on the hillside.
As the order was issued, the Japanese began to attack, and Lao Ma's artillery regiment also began a new round of shelling. The Japanese rushed into position again under the gunfire.
This time Li Qiufan did not rush out with the cavalry, but stood firm with Li Yunlong.
His remaining cavalry of more than 700 could not change anything, and after repeated battles, the physical strength of the horses could not keep up.
"Brother, if you can survive, I will personally serve you a drink to apologize!"
Looking at the Japanese who were about to rush towards him, Li Yunlong said to Li Qiufan beside him.
Li Yunlong felt a little guilty for Li Qiufan. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy and rushed in, the other party would not have accompanied him into a fatal situation.
"Haha, inviting me to drink is a good thing, but one meal is not enough. I will drink you bankrupt!"
Li Qiufan smiled and didn't care. He had already put life and death aside.
As the words fell, the Japanese also rushed up. There was no ammunition at this time, and everyone was ready with bayonets and machetes.
"Kill!"
Li Yunlong shouted loudly, jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the Japanese.
"Brothers, treat the Japanese to a feast!"
Li Qiufan didn't lag behind either. He took a saber and rushed out behind Li Yunlong.
One of the two men held a blade and the other held a saber, one after the other, harvesting the lives of the Japanese.
"Hahaha, Qiu Fan, I killed two of them!"
Li Yunlong in front was slashing with a large knife while laughing loudly at Li Qiufan behind him.
"Old Li, why are you so proud? I am the third one!"
Before he finished speaking, Li Qiufan's saber stabbed directly through the chest of a Japanese soldier. The Japanese soldier who was stabbed through had two mouthfuls of blood and immediately lost his breath.
Seeing that the Japanese had no breath, Li Qiufan kicked him over, drew his saber and leaned behind Li Yunlong.
"Qiu Fan, let's compete with each other to see who can kill more Japanese. We, Lao Li, will definitely win!"
Li Yunlong was confident that he wanted to compete with Li Qiufan, and after finishing speaking, he immediately rushed towards the Japs not far away.
"Fart! You old boy is one less than me!"
Not to be outdone, Li Qiufan immediately hit back, and then rushed towards the Japanese again.
"Bang bang bang..."
Just as the two were having fun killing each other, suddenly dense gunshots rang out from the hillside.
"what happened?"
Lao Li killed the Japanese in front of him and leaned towards Li Qiufan and asked.
Li Qiufan was also confused. He stabbed the Japanese in front of him to death, and then looked down the hillside.
At this time, the Japs at the foot of the hillside were caught off guard by the sudden attack, and a large number of Eighth Route Army troops appeared around them, already surrounding them.
"Heizi? My troops are here!"
Li Qiufan took a closer look and saw that the person leading the charge was none other than his deputy commander Heizi, and he was immediately overjoyed.
