Suzuki Tsuneo's expression changed, as if he noticed something was wrong.
"Captain!" Tsuneo Suzuki shouted, "Something seems wrong."
"Suzuki-kun!" Kuroshima Morita said solemnly, "What problem did you find?"
"Captain, there seems to be something wrong with this place." Tsuneo Suzuki said, "This place seems to be called Yelang Valley on the map."
"This is indeed Yelang Valley." Kuroshima Morita asked impatiently, "Suzuki-kun, what exactly do you want to say?"
Tsuneo Suzuki said quickly: "It seems that there is a suitable place for cavalry to deploy in the entire Yelang Valley. Why don't the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army run to other places in Yelang Valley instead of here?"
Kurojima Morita frowned and asked, "You mean, maybe the Eighth Route Army led us here on purpose?"
"Yes!" Tsuneo Suzuki said, "Your Excellency, Captain!"
Kuroshima Morita asked: "So Suzuki-kun, what is the purpose of the Eighth Route Cavalry doing this?"
Suzuki Tsuneo said: "I'm worried about being ambushed!"
"Was ambushed?" Kuroshima Morita asked coldly, "Who ambushed us, just relying on the Eighth Route Army and their few broken guns?"
"Suzuki-kun, look at this terrain for yourself. Even if the Eighth Route Army places a division on top, our Black Island Cavalry Regiment will definitely break through the defense line easily."
"In the Battle of Xinkou a few years ago, wasn't this how a division of the China Army was broken through by our Black Island Cavalry Regiment?"
"What's more, I don't think the ambush you mentioned exists at all. We must not let go of this Eighth Route Cavalry today!"
Kuroshima Morita hoped that the Eighth Route Army would ambush here, just in time to kill them all.
"This..." Tsuneo Suzuki was speechless.
Yes, even if this is the Eighth Route Army's conspiracy, why should the Eighth Route Army ambush the Black Island Alliance with those broken guns?
"Captain, the cavalry artillery squadron is already behind. I'm afraid it will take 20 minutes to arrive." Suzuki Tsuneo said: "I suggest that after the cavalry artillery squadron arrives, let the cavalry artillery squadron set up the mortars first and fire a few rounds. After the round, the third and fourth squadrons of the cavalry will attack again!”
"Baga, Suzuki-kun, are you an idiot?" Kuroshima Morita scolded: "In 10 minutes at most, the Eighth Route Cavalry and war horses will have recovered their strength long ago. Do you want us to chase into the hinterland of the Eighth Route Bandit Area?"
Although Kuroshima Morita is not afraid of the cavalry regiment entering the base area, no one wants to go deep alone if necessary, not to mention that he came out in a hurry this time without bringing supplies.
It would be dangerous to go deep alone without logistical supplies!
During these few minutes of conversation, the Eighth Route Cavalry must have regained a lot of strength, and Kuroshima Morita had already become impatient.
Kuroshima Morita: "Order the third and fourth squadrons of cavalry to attack the Eighth Route Cavalry!"
The flag soldiers on the horses next to them immediately waved their flags and issued an order to attack immediately to the Japanese cavalry formation in front.
The next second after receiving the order, the cavalry formation of the Black Island Cavalry Regiment first let out a strange chirping sound.
Behind the bunker on the slope, Li Yunlong looked at this scene, the corner of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, and he said happily: "There are 500 cavalry in one move, God is going to make me rich."
Zhao Gang beside him also looked slightly happy, it seemed that the overall situation was decided.
"Get ready to fight!" Zhang Dabiao gave the order, and the gun bolts rang out.
Immediately afterwards, the rumble of horse hooves became louder and louder.
Five hundred cavalry charged at the same time, the formation was extraordinary, the rumble of horse hooves was deafening, and the earth was shaking slightly.
"Retreat!" Sun Desheng shouted loudly when he saw the Eighth Route Cavalry coming in like a tidal wave.
The Eighth Route Cavalrymen turned their horses one after another, started galloping up the slope, divided into three parts and galloped towards the pre-designed evacuation point.
"Baga!" Kuroshima Morita's face froze when he saw the Eighth Route Cavalry turning around and running away.
What about the promised fight between trapped beasts?
The Eighth Route Army is so damn ignorant of martial ethics.
Kurojima Morita gave Suzuki Tsuneo a hard look. He blamed all of this on Suzuki Tsuneo. If Suzuki Tsuneo wasn't suspicious, how could the Eighth Route Cavalry get a break?
After letting the Eighth Route Army rest for a while, if they want to catch up with the Eighth Route Army Cavalry, they may have to work hard again.
However, Kuroshima Morita was a little relieved that at this time, the third and fourth squadrons of the Eighth Route Cavalry were only more than 300 meters away.
It was even more difficult for the Eighth Route Cavalry to get rid of the Black Island Cavalry Regiment.
On the slopes, billows of smoke and dust rose up wherever the cavalry passed by.
It didn't take long for the Eighth Route Army Cavalry to pass over the top of the slope.
At this time, the Japanese cavalry continued to pursue, only more than 300 meters away from the top of the slope.
Zhang Dabiao has been staring at the landmark. The enemy cavalry will have to open fire when it enters 250 meters. If it gets closer, the enemy cavalry will probably be thrown into a defensive line.
"Fire!" Zhang Dabiao's rough and thunderous voice soared into the sky, causing the ears of the deputy shooter next to him to ring.
The machine gunners set up their light machine guns on the slope almost at the same time, and the positions where the Eighth Route Cavalry passed by were quickly filled in.
The grass on the top of the slope was lifted up in an instant, and a series of Type 92 heavy machine guns and Maxim heavy machine guns were revealed.
The Japanese cavalry in the front row suddenly realized something was wrong, but it was already too late.
More than 80 light and heavy machine guns screamed almost simultaneously.
The next moment, the Japanese cavalry at the front of the queue screamed and fell to the ground. The horses were shot while galloping. Due to the inertia, they continued to fall forward. The Japanese cavalry on the horse were thrown out, and then were killed by the ones behind them. The horse's hooves were trampled into meat paste.
Due to the dense formation of the Japanese cavalry charge, the horses behind were tripped by the fallen horses.
For a time, the Japanese cavalry formation was shot down under a rain of bullets as dense as locusts.
The blood bloomed from the bodies of Japanese cavalry and war horses when machine gun bullets penetrated them, becoming the most beautiful scenery in Yelangyu today.
Behind the Japanese cavalry formation, Kuroshima Morita was preparing to lead the remaining cavalry to continue the pursuit. Suddenly, he saw Japanese cavalry falling down in pieces in front.
Then I heard gunshots as dense as exploding beans.
Kuroshima Morita quickly raised his telescope and looked through the field of view of the ∞ telescope, and saw sparks shining as densely as stars on the soil slope.
Kuroshima Morita suddenly understood, my god, the Eighth Route Army had deployed a large firepower net of machine gun fire on the slope to deal with the cavalry regiment, and he had fallen into the trap.
In an instant, Kuroshima Morita's expression became extremely ugly.
"Captain, what should we do now?" Suzuki Tsuneo's face turned pale. As expected, there was an ambush from the Eighth Route Army. Looking at this situation, the third and fourth cavalry squadrons were probably doomed.
Kuroshima Morita remained silent. If the cavalry artillery squadron were here, they could also provide artillery support to the third and fourth cavalry squadrons.
But now, Kuroshima Morita is powerless and can only watch the Imperial warriors fall under the machine guns of the Eighth Route Army.
Zhang Dabiao wielded a Type 92 heavy machine gun and fired wildly at the Japanese cavalry.
Just after firing a 30-round bullet plate, the ammunition hand next to him immediately inserted the 30-round bullet plate, and Zhang Dabiao immediately opened fire again.
Li Yunlong was so itchy that he pushed away a machine gunner operating the Maxim, and personally fired the Maxim heavy machine gun at the Japanese cavalry.
"Bullets!" Li Yunlong shouted loudly as soon as he finished shooting a 300-round bullet chain.
The ammunition hand immediately loaded the 300-round bullet chain into the Maxim light machine gun. Li Yunlong pulled the bolt and then pressed the weight of the heavy machine gun, and the heavy machine gun roared again.
Although the Type 92 heavy machine gun and the Czech light machine gun have a good rate of fire, they need to be replaced with 30-round bullet plates and 20-round magazines immediately after running out of bullets, so the firepower is not sustainable enough.
However, the 300-round Maxim heavy machine guns fed by belts were separated at a distance of 40 meters, forming crossfire between them.
The 16 Maxim heavy machine guns roared continuously, allowing the Type 92 and Czech type to continue to output, and more than 80 light and heavy machine guns sprinkled barrage after barrage.
Seeing Li Yunlong join the battlefield, Zhao Gang also picked up the Type 97 sniper rifle and fired. From this distance, Zhao Gang could almost shoot one shot at a time.
At first, the Japanese cavalry continued to charge towards the top of the slope unconvinced, but the charging speed of the cavalry uphill was obviously slower than on flat ground and downhill.
What's more, they are facing 80 light and heavy machine guns, especially the firepower network composed of 16 Maxim heavy machine guns. Even on flat ground and downhill, they can't get close at all.
The Japanese cavalry behind them rushed one after another, but they could only rush to a distance of 150 meters at most, and by this time more than half of the Japanese cavalry had fallen.
The remaining Japanese cavalry finally became afraid, knowing that they could not rush to the top of the slope and would all be shot if they stayed here any longer, so they turned their horses and ran away.
Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao stood up from behind the machine gun position and shouted loudly: "All machine guns, use the machine gun position as the calibration, intercept fire at 400 meters, intercept fire!"
The soldiers immediately aimed their machine guns at a position 400 meters away.
The continuous barrage of machine gun bullets formed a deadly barrage interception zone 400 meters away from the machine gun position.
The Japanese cavalry who tried to turn around and escape were unable to rush through the barrage area.
Less than one-tenth of the army horses without their owners crossed the top of the slope. After the Japanese cavalry were shot and dismounted, the soldiers would not aim at the horses.
However, many military horses were still shot to death dozens of meters away from the machine gun positions.
As the last Japanese cavalryman was shot to the ground, the slope was already covered with the corpses of Japanese cavalrymen and military horses.
Looking at this scene, the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese army were all silent.
There was a Japanese cavalryman who seemed to be frightened. He knelt down and cried and howled among the corpses of Japanese soldiers and horses.
Li Yunlong pressed down the weight of the Maxim heavy machine gun without hesitation, fired the remaining bullets in the bullet chain, and fired a shuttle of machine gun bullets, turning the Japanese soldier into a sieve of blood.
"Baga!" When Kuroshima Morita saw this scene through the telescope, he was so angry that he screamed and his eyes were about to split.
In less than 2 minutes, all the cavalrymen of the two squadrons of the Cavalry Regiment were shot dead by the Eighth Route Army. Not only that, the Eighth Route Army also openly shot and killed the wounded soldiers!
This is a disgrace, a disgrace!
If all these eight groups are not eliminated today, Kuroshima Morita himself may end up committing seppuku!
So far, the number of cavalrymen killed in the Black Island Cavalry Regiment has exceeded 800!
He, Kuroshima Morita, doesn’t want to commit seppuku!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
