Check in from the bright sword

After confirming that there was no one on the mountain, the devil cavalry left one person on the top of the mountain, and the others went down the mountain and returned to the main army.

Chapter 31

"Appeal."

Kuroshima Morita lightly pulled the reins, and the horse under his crotch braked suddenly and stopped firmly.

Kuroshima Morita has just turned [-] this year, but he looks like he is in his early thirties. He looks young and handsome, which is inseparable from his usual good maintenance.

As a member of the Japanese royal family, Kuroshima Morita has always paid great attention to his image.

He took off the cloak and handed it to the attendant behind him, Kuroshima Morita waved his hand and shouted: "Bring it up!"

Immediately, two cavalrymen came forward leading a group of prisoners of war strung together with ropes.

This group of prisoners of war was covered in blood, and their military uniforms were even more torn, but their eyes were still full of rebelliousness, and they met Kuroshima Morita's eyes without fear.

This is a group of veterans who have experienced many battles.

It's a pity that he became a prisoner of war because of his injuries.

In an instant, Kuroshima Morita's eyes showed a strange blood.

I don't know when it started, Kuroshima Morita found that he likes killing people, especially the bloody scene where the neck of the deceased is bloody when the head falls to the ground.

Such a picture made him excited.

Kuroshima Morita raised his hand slightly, and a group of cavalry rode forward, lined up.

"China soldiers!" Kuroshima Morita said in blunt Chinese, "As a soldier, I will give you a chance. Have you seen the forest in front of you?"

A dozen or so prisoners of war subconsciously turned their heads and looked behind them.

I saw that about three or four kilometers away, there was indeed a large forest.

Hei Dao Morita grinned and said again: "I will let you go later, as long as you escape into the woods successfully, the imperial army promises not to kill you again, and you can save your life and go home."

More than a dozen prisoners of war looked at each other, is there such a good thing?

Kuroda Morita ordered the Japanese cavalry again in Japanese: "Let them go."

The two Japanese cavalrymen drew their sabers with their backhands, and cut off the ropes on the prisoners with a swipe.

Kuroshima Morita grinned grimly again, then pointed at the woods in front of him and shouted, "Run!"

A dozen prisoners of war turned around subconsciously and ran towards the woods ahead.

Kuroshima Morita was not in a hurry to chase, but let the prisoners flee to 2000 meters away, finally drew out his saber, and chased after them with a dozen newly added cavalry.

Kuroshima Morita's war horse was extremely fast, and he caught up in a blink of an eye.

"Go to hell, China pig!" Kuroshima Morita's saber slashed down.

The head of a prisoner of war fell to the ground in an instant, and hot blood spurted violently upward from the neck, and the splash was seven or eight meters high.

After the murder, Kuroshima Morita did not continue to pursue him.

Instead, the remaining prisoners of war were handed over to the recruits behind them.

More than ten Japanese cavalry swarmed in and quickly caught up with the prisoners.

The cold light flickered, and some people's heads fell to the ground from time to time, splashing blood on the battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen prisoners of war had all been hunted down.

Although the dozen or so cavalry had just joined the Black Isle United, they had already undergone a long period of rigorous equestrian and military skills training before they were enlisted in the army.

Equestrian chopping and stabbing is just the most basic skill for them.

However, several Japanese soldiers showed symptoms such as retching after killing people. Obviously, this was their first real killing.

Yes, that's right, this is killing training!

"The next team!" Kuroshima Morita rode his horse back to the brigade and said with a grim smile.

Another group of about ten Japanese cavalry rode forward and lined up.

Then two more Japanese cavalrymen came forward leading a group of prisoners of war.

"It's still the old rule." Kuroshima Morita rode his horse slowly past the line of prisoners, and said with a grinning grin, "As long as you escape into the woods in front, you can survive!"

"If you can't escape, then die!"

After speaking, Kuroshima Morita let out a morbid laugh.

The laughter was full of strange tyranny and surlyness.

A flash of knife light flashed, and the ropes on the prisoners of war were cut off one after another.

Kuroshima Morita waved his hand again and shouted, "Run, run!"

Out of fear of death and desire for life, the prisoners ran forward instinctively.

When the prisoners of war ran out for at least two kilometers, Kuroshima Morita waved vigorously again, and more than a dozen Japanese cavalry who had been waiting for a long time flew forward like arrows leaving the string.

Then, another hunt without any suspense.

……

On the hillside of the hill.

The three of Wang Yan hid in a dense grass and witnessed this bloody scene with their own eyes.

Wei Dayong's lungs exploded with rage. If Wang Yan hadn't held on tightly, he would have rushed down the mountain desperately to fight the devils, because he was once a member and a prisoner of war.

The killing training of the devil cavalry lasted for nearly two hours.

At least ten teams and more than 100 prisoners of war were massacred.

Near noon, the devils at the foot of the mountain finally finished their training.

The devil cavalry roared away, and the crisis of the Spike Group was finally resolved.

Wang Yan originally thought that this group of devil cavalry would come from and go back.

However, to his surprise, this group of ghost cavalry did not return the same way, but went straight to the Huting stronghold, and did not come out until evening after entering.

The sky darkened, and the temperature in the field began to drop sharply.