To the east of Taihang Mountain is the plain.
The grass grows wildly in summer, and the crops in the fields are green and refreshing.
The plains were not at all peaceful, with gunfire rumbling and smoke filling the mountains and plains.
"Captain, the enemies are surrounding us!"
In the silence, you can hear the "dilly da la" Japs contact bugle, and the surrounding Japs are gradually closing in on the encirclement.
Everyone suppressed their emotions.
After hearing the soldier's report, Captain Zeng was furious, his face was livid, and he yelled at the company commanders around him: "Don't you always say that you run fast? Now you are just saying nothing? The military region headquarters is about to be invaded by the Japanese." After serving the pot, let's talk about it, are there any mistakes?"
Several of his company commanders had been scolded so long that they could not even raise their heads.
"Captain, I will lead the men to charge again!"
"Fuck you, you have more than a hundred men and horses. Now the men and horses are gone, and your company only has about ten numbers left. Are you sure you can make it through? I will settle the score with you later!" "
The company commander's face was filled with grief and anger, and tears fell down his face.
"You grown man, what's the point of crying for you?"
The regiment leader was not asking them what they could think of, he was nervous, he was under great pressure, the life and death of the entire military region was all in his hands, he was ruthless, and he was venting his anger.
The military region's special agents fought hard to defend the Japanese armored forces in the north with their flesh and blood, fighting for even a few more seconds for him.
Since joining the Red Army, he has traveled through most of China. In the south, he joined the cavalry and went to the distant Western Route Army, all the way to Urumqi, to Kashgar in the far west, and then returned to northern Shaanxi, and was transferred to the Eighth Route Army.
The political commissar Kuang who was standing next to him saw this: "It's not their fault. The Japanese came well prepared and found out our details. We judged the intelligence that came from the division earlier... There are also problems. What's more, there is no way to fight a war." sacrifice!"
"All combatants, mount your horses immediately and regroup!" Commander Zeng stopped listening to the political commissar's nagging. He pointed his riding whip at his company commanders one by one, meaning he wanted to settle accounts after the fall, and gave the order directly.
Suddenly, the company commanders began to form their teams and assemble their horses.
From the north, as the rumbling sound came, the Japanese tanks were attacking again. The special agents of the Southern Hebei Military Region, which was responsible for blocking, had suffered too many casualties and could not withstand it for a long time. The local militia and public security personnel also picked up the tanks and pushed them on. .
There are pistols, spears, grenades.
Perhaps this was the last moment when civilian staff tore and burned documents and destroyed equipment and equipment.
In the tragic atmosphere, Political Commissar Lai of the Military Region Logistics Department took out his pistol and shouted "Long live the Communist Party!!"
He pointed the pistol at his temple.
He would rather commit suicide than become a prisoner of the Japanese.
Political Commissar Kuang of the Cavalry Regiment quickly stopped him and said: "Good comrade, give us another chance! Why are you so anxious before we die?"
After political commissar Kuang finished speaking, he ignored them and came to the soldiers' horses holding the red flag. He looked up at the military flag that was blackened by gunpowder smoke but fluttering tenaciously and saluted.
Taking the red flag from the flag's hand, he walked back a few steps, got on his horse, and with the horse snorting and breathing hot air, he held the red flag with one hand and ran back and forth in front of the assembled cavalry queue.
Looking at the determination on the faces of the soldiers, he shouted loudly: "Cavalry regiment! Communists gather!!!"
"Zeng**... is here!" The first person to answer was Captain Zeng
Commander Zeng drew his sword and was the first to stand beside the political commissar.
"Xu Qingshan... is here!"
"Wang Yongyuan...arrives!"
"Zhang Qiwang...arrives!"
"……arrive!"
The soldiers shouted their names, drew their swords from their waists, and shouted and waved their swords. Ordinary soldiers who were not party members also roared and drew their swords and waved them.
Mounted military region cadres mounted their horses, and comrades on foot and unarmed followed closely.
"Everyone listen to my order and attack the village ahead!"
"Go ahead"
"Go ahead"
"..."
Try your best, this is the final push with all your strength.
After all their efforts, the iron stream of cavalry rushed towards Wangxingzhang Village like a storm.
From the beginning of the attack, the cavalry no longer skimped on horsepower and ran at a sprint speed. There was no need to reserve energy for the horses to maneuver around. If they could not rush into the village this time, no one was prepared to withdraw.
The Japanese have already strengthened the defense at the Weihe Ferry, and even sent a brigade of Japanese reinforcements over! Make sure to catch all the eight forces already in the encirclement!
The Eighth Route Army's southern Hebei Army only had two combat units. The other regiments were all scattered across the vast plains, basically operating in company units. They were caught off guard by the Japanese's sudden raids and did not even have time to assemble their troops.
In the final analysis, the Eighth Route Army's troops entering the plains were dispersed and communicated with each other, either relying on intelligence personnel to run errands or transportation personnel to inform them, which was too inefficient.
The Japanese outside the encirclement circle sent people from other directions to reinforce Wangxingzhang Village in the direction of the Eighth Route Breakout. On the slope to the right of the village, the Japanese reinforcements suddenly appeared, a machine gun squad and thirty infantry.
In a hurry, the four heavy machine guns set up by the Japanese went off. Flames spurted out from the muzzles, and bullets were fired at the charging horses of the Eighth Route Army Cavalry Regiment. The shooting range was wide and there was no place to cover.
For the cavalry, the heavy machine gun is the terminator of the cavalry.
The commander of the Japanese machine gun team was a lieutenant, with a sinister smile on his face. He took out his command and spoke loudly and arrogantly.
Soon, the charging horses were knocked down one after another. The fallen warrior rolled a few times, got up, and continued to charge forward with his saber raised, his face covered in blood.
Following the cavalry regiment were agency cadres holding pistols and grenades.
"Mengzi! Han Mengzi! Kill the machine gun!" the regiment leader and political commissar were shouting.
"Okay! Come with me and cut down the machine gun!" Han Yongzheng, commander of the fourth cavalry company, immediately led a company, made a slight detour, and rushed to the machine gun position on the right. A group of people followed him, and there was no time to adjust the offensive formation. , there was no organized shooting cover, and the flesh and blood of more than thirty war horses galloped up the hillside in a diagonal line.
The Japanese army is resolute in carrying out its tactical intentions and must wipe out all the Eighth Route Army in front of them here!
From the beginning to the end, the Japanese Lieutenant commanded four heavy machine guns and kept flanking the road leading to the village entrance. He had no time to pay attention to the cavalry that was approaching the position in a roundabout way.
The bullet-proof plate kept feeding into the machine gun's bullet-receiving port, turning into tongues of flame, pouring bullets into the Eighth Route Army.
The Japanese squadron leader confidently believed that with the dozens of 38 guns on the position, there would be no problem in blocking dozens of Eighth Route Army horses. However, they did not expect that the Eighth Route Army who led the charge was not afraid of death at all.
And the leader is nicknamed Mengzi!
Han Mengzi is a left-hander. He has practiced the unique skills of using a sword with his left hand and a pistol with his right hand since he was a child. He can hit from far away and cut at close range. He can even dodge and maneuver on horseback. As long as he is hit at close range, no one can resist him.
The careless Japanese infantry pulled the bolt twice, and the high-speed cavalry rushed into the hastily established position.
After entering the Japanese machine gun position, they first rushed to the front machine gun and chopped off the machine gunner directly. The soldiers slashed with their horses and swords. The remaining Japanese infantry were frightened and hurriedly retreated into the woods behind the slope. .
When soldier Liu Chunlei rushed up the slope, the machine gun had stopped. On the position, there were still a few Japanese who had not had time to escape, holding bayonets and resisting.
With sabers and bayonets fighting, the Japanese infantry were no match at all. With a slight mistake, a little Japanese's shoulder was removed.
However, as soon as the enemy fell, the war horse "Rooster" knelt down on its front legs and fell down. When they were charging earlier, they knew that the mount "Rooster" was not going to work. Due to the previous attack, the war horse's neck was injured. After running fiercely for a long distance, the blood came out like a fountain.
War horses are human beings. They also knew that today was the most stressful moment and kept fighting. In the end, they were so weak that they began to stagger, but they continued to run until they could no longer stand firm.
The Japanese reinforcements came here from a police squadron, which was completely wiped out by the Eighth Route Army. The dead bodies and bloodstains under the courtyard wall, on the roof, and inside and outside the village all proved the brutality of the battle.
There was also a puppet army squadron participating in the defense of Wang Xingzhang. They were frightened by the fierce offensive and defensive scene. They threw away their guns and uniforms, fled the battlefield, and ran directly back to the county seat. The squadron leader of the security army couldn't stand the excitement. He simply stopped wearing the military uniform and went back to his hometown overnight to work as a cloth dealer.
Half an hour after the fighting of the cavalry regiment ended, the main force of the Japanese Eighth Independent Mixed Brigade arrived at Wangxingzhang Village. The main organs of the Southern Hebei Military Region had already broken through the Japanese encirclement and disappeared without a trace.
