Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

On the battlefield, the Japs are charging.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers were well organized and shot them one by one. The devils seemed to be running up to them and being shot, falling down one by one from beginning to end.

The Japanese soldiers were frightened by the beating, and the remaining ones quickly lay on the ground, not daring to charge forward.

However, lying on the ground was not safe either. If your head was exposed, you would be quickly crushed.

When Wang Hao saw that it was almost done, he jumped up immediately.

"Brothers, rush down and kill them all..."

"kill……"

"Kill..."

"Kill..."

The soldiers jumped out of the trenches one by one and rushed down like tigers descending from the mountains.

While rushing down, he also shot and killed a Japanese soldier with one shot.

Soon, the two sides came into close combat.

Captain Fujita, who was standing at the back, had already lost hope, but was suddenly excited by this scene.

The Tubalu had such a good advantage but didn't fight, and rushed down to fight them hand-to-hand? Isn't this an application for abstention?

"Hahaha……"

When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, if the Japs say they are second, no one dares to say they are first.

Finally, there is hope of turning the tables. I hope I can kill Wang Hao in hand-to-hand combat!

Captain Fujita smiled, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Bagaya Road..."

Lieutenant Fujita drew his command knife and shouted angrily: "Everyone, follow me and fight the Eighth Route Army. Kill Wang Hao now. Kill, kill him, kill him..."

As he said this, he rushed forward with his guards.

His guards had no choice but to rush forward after him.

They all knew that this was a fight to the death and there was no room for retreat.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed down, and the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground stood up and started fighting with the Eighth Route Army soldiers with their Type 38 rifles equipped with bayonets.

But the next second, they regretted it.

They were like children in front of the Eighth Route Army soldiers, who easily defeated them with just one move.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers were like tigers coming down from the mountains. They killed the Japanese devils with one blow and it was a very satisfying killing.

"Bakayalu, how is this possible?"

The Japanese soldiers behind widened their eyes when they saw this scene.

They thought they were going to see the Japanese slaughtering the Eighth Route Army!

Unexpectedly, things took a big turn, which was completely different from what they imagined.

And it's so different that it's off the mark.

Seeing the Eighth Route Army killing indiscriminately in front of them, they soon arrived in front of them.

No, those warriors that these local 8 troops just killed must have been injured, which is why they were killed so easily.

When it comes to me, it doesn’t taste so good anymore.

All those Japanese soldiers thought so, and they were ready to fight to the death with their Type 38 rifles.

As a result, just as he raised his Type 38 rifle, the other person had already stabbed him to death. The action was so fast that they couldn't even see it clearly, let alone be faster than the other person.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers attacked from top to bottom and soon reached the bottom of the mountain from halfway up the mountain.

Captain Fujita's eyes bulged out.

"Bakayaloo, how is this possible? Are these Tubalu all supermen?"

Captain Fujita screamed in his heart and no longer had any thoughts of running away. He rushed forward with a samurai sword in hand.

There is no other way. If he goes back now he will die, and he might even have to commit disembowelment to apologize. It is better to die on the battlefield!

So he rushed forward resolutely with his guards.

The result...quack quack.

The moment they encountered the Eighth Route Army, he and his guards were like willows in the wind, and were chopped down to the ground in no time.

Captain Fujita fell to the ground, still unable to believe it.

"Bakayalu, how is this possible? Gah..."

An Eighth Route Army soldier stabbed him hard in the back with a Type 38 rifle with a bayonet.

This knife is chilling.

gah...

Captain Fujita died with his eyes wide open.

Until his death he couldn't understand why the battle turned out like this.

At this point, the Fujita Regiment was completely wiped out.

rear.

Sakuma Hitoshi had been paying close attention to this battle, and he was watching through a telescope.

Even after the battle was over, he was still staring blankly with the telescope.

Yes, he also couldn't figure it out. The Eighth Route Army really only had 200 people. Why did the battle turn out like this?

Are the Fujita Regiment a bunch of idiots, or are these Eighth Route Army soldiers too strong?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all.

However, no matter whether he could figure it out or not, he had no way out.

If he goes back now, Captain Fujita will be dead and Commander Okamura will definitely take it out on him.

By then, he would definitely end up having to commit disembowelment to apologize.

"It's my order. Notice that the Eighth Route Army is cleaning up the battlefield. Everyone, get on your horses and rush over to destroy them."

After all, they are cavalry, and the Eighth Route Army is cleaning up the battlefield. If they rush over now, they will definitely catch them off guard.

As long as they can get close to the Eighth Route Army and engage in hand-to-hand combat with them, then their cavalry will be the masters of the world.

In close combat, he had never seen infantry defeat cavalry.

Hand-to-hand combat, cavalry versus infantry, is a dimensionality reduction attack.

"Hi."

The Japanese messenger immediately went to deliver the message.

In the military camp, the Japanese soldiers came out of their tents and mounted their horses one by one, ready to charge.

Sakuma took a deep breath and slowly drew out his command sword.

He swung his command knife forward and was about to speak.

Suddenly, there were sounds of gunfire all around the military camp.

The Japanese soldiers riding on horses fell off their horses one by one with a rattling sound.

"Bagayalu, what's going on?"

Sakuma Manto quickly looked around, only to find that gunshots were heard everywhere on the surrounding mountains.

And those warriors who had just mounted their horses were shot one after another and fell off their horses.

"Bakayaluo, we are surrounded..."

"How could this be? Didn't they say there were only 200 Tubalu? Where did these Tubalu come from?"

Moreover, it is obvious that there are more than 200 of these Eighth Route Army soldiers!

"Bakayalu, stop talking so much, fight back, fight back quickly..."

The Japanese soldiers rode on their horses and fired towards the direction where the gunshots came from.

But it seemed to be of no use. Those Eighth Route Army soldiers had cover. They were riding on horses and shooting with guns, so their accuracy was not very good. It was even more difficult to hit the Eighth Route Army soldiers hiding in the cover.

The most important thing is that these local Eighth Route Army soldiers are very accurate in their marksmanship. They kill one person at a time with one shot, and then they kill them all in a rush!

There were more than 1000 cavalrymen, but now it seems that there are only to left.

It's a mess.

Sakuma was completely confused.

As cavalry, they had two options if they were surrounded.

First, choose a direction and rush out.

The second is to dismount, find cover, and fight the enemy.

But anyone with a little bit of common sense would not choose the second option. If they dismount and fight the enemy, wouldn't that make them infantry?