A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

On the militia position, Liu Daqiang's eyes were red.

This was the largest battle he had ever commanded and also the toughest battle he had ever fought in his life.

The thousands of men under his command were usually divided into countless small teams and hidden. In order to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the Japanese, they did not dare to gather on a large scale.

The main reason Liu Daqiang dared to take a gamble tonight was because he learned that Zheng Kaixuan was leading a team here.

Judging from the equipment and strong combat effectiveness of this Japanese cavalry unit, Liu Daqiang accurately judged that Yamamoto Ikki must be among them.

In order to stop Yamamoto Ikki, Liu Daqiang and his militia brothers fought hard.

Their weapons and equipment are so different from those of the Japanese that they are not even on the same level.

However, despite this, they still relied on their fearless spirit to repel the Japanese attacks time and time again.

Liu Daqiang is not without strategy.

He divided his three battalions into three directions, firmly blocking Yamamoto's way forward.

As for Yamamoto's rear, Liu Daqiang didn't even surround it.

One reason is that there are not enough troops and ammunition.

If we are surrounded on all sides, the troops in the encirclement will be weaker and it will be easier for the Japanese to break out.

Secondly, Liu Daqiang was not worried at all that the Japanese would run westwards the way they came, because that was where Zheng Kaixuan and the Sharp Knife Regiment were.

If Yamamoto Ikki dared to look back, it would be no different from jumping off the Naihe Bridge or going to the Hall of Hell on his own initiative.

They surrounded the enemy on three sides, and at the same time Liu Daqiang ordered his soldiers to attack the enemy's horses first.

As the saying goes, to shoot a man first, shoot a horse; to capture a thief, capture the king first.

The biggest advantage of Yamamoto's cavalry unit is its strong mobility.

As long as we cripple their horses, it would be equivalent to cutting off the Japanese's legs.

If the fighting goes on for a long time, the Japanese will inevitably panic and become anxious. As long as they develop fear because of panic, their morale will inevitably be low. At that time, victory will ultimately belong to the militia.

Up to now, more than 700 Japanese war horses have been killed or injured, almost reaching two-thirds of the number of horses in this cavalry brigade.

It was also because of this that Yamamoto Ikki and Yokoyama Nagao restrained themselves a lot and dared not charge with their remaining war horses. Instead, they sent the Japanese infantry who had lost their war horses to press forward step by step.

The militia fought a very difficult battle.

Corpses and wounded soldiers were constantly being carried off the battlefield from the front.

But as long as one wounded soldier dies, another militiaman will definitely take his place and firmly guard the position.

Liu Daqiang's orders to his men were: "Don't retreat a single step! Hold on to the death! Don't let the Japanese break through. We must take Yamamoto Ikki's head today, even if it means death!"

"Commander, the Japanese artillery fire is too fierce..."

A militia company commander, with a bullet wound on his face and one arm bandaged with an old cloth, ran to Liu Daqiang, panting.

"Captain, the Japanese are charging forward again under the cover of artillery fire. This time, they're charging fiercely. Most of our brothers are already injured. I'm afraid they can't hold on."

Liu Daqiang raised his head, his eyes piercing through the smoke-filled battlefield, staring intently at the Japanese soldiers charging towards his position.

"Even if you can't hold on, you have to hold on! As long as all the brothers are still alive, you have to fight to the death!"

"But, but Captain, we are running out of bullets..."

Liu Daqiang turned around and slowly pulled out a big knife from behind.

"If you don't have bullets, fight hand-to-hand! Put the Japs in the trenches and fight them!"

His voice was extremely resolute and tragic.

"Commander!"

"To!"

"Pass my order! All battalions, companies, and platoons, please!"

"If the Japs break out from any direction, I'll kill the battalion commander and company commander of that battalion! If one Japs breaks out, I'll kill him! If ten Japs break out, I'll kill ten!"

"If any of the Japs escape from my side, I'll shoot myself!"

"We swear to stop the Japanese from breaking through!"

"Yes! We will stop the Japanese from breaking through!"

The messenger ran quickly to other positions.

Liu Daqiang looked into the distance.

"Captain Zheng, Captain Zheng, this is all I can do. I've done my best. By now, I'm sure you've received our message. I hope you can come as soon as possible."

"Captain Zheng, you must come and kill Yamamoto Ikki to avenge us!"

Liu Daqiang has made up his mind to die!

He slowly but surely raised the saber in his hand and shouted.

"Brothers! Follow me and kill! Chop these sons of bitches to death!"

As he spoke, Liu Daqiang led the militia soldiers, waving their swords and fighting with the Japanese who rushed into the trenches.

At this critical moment, a loud roar suddenly came.

Hundreds of ivy chariots came roaring and as fast as galloping horses.

There were several soldiers from the Spearhead Regiment riding on each chariot.

In the blink of an eye, these chariots arrived at the front of the battle.

Some of the soldiers on the ivy jumped off the car and jumped into the militia's trench. Holding machetes and bayonets, they fought with the Japanese.

The Japanese were quite good at bayonet fighting, but who could they compare their scores to?

Sometimes, two or three militia soldiers could not defeat one Japanese soldier, and they were supported by their fearless belief in defending their country.

After all, they had not been in the militia for long. Before joining the militia, some of them were farmers who worked on the land. Farmers of that era were generally hungry and poorly clothed. They had no idea where to put their next meal, so naturally they did not have much strength.

Another part of the militia soldiers were miners rescued from the mine. Their bodies had long been damaged and they were sick, so they were not very strong. Moreover, Liu Daqiang had no way to provide them with systematic bayonet fighting training because he did not have the talent in this area under his command.

In comparison, almost all the soldiers in the spearhead regiment are special forces fighters as fierce as tigers, and are elite soldiers selected from hundreds of miles away.

They eat well, practice a lot, have superb skills and are equipped with protective gear.

When they were fighting with bayonets, they tortured the Japanese soldiers like they were torturing little chickens!

A soldier from the spearhead regiment can fight more than four Japanese devils alone without being at a disadvantage, and he is sure to win.

As soon as the soldiers of the spearhead regiment joined in, they immediately rescued Liu Daqiang and many soldiers who were fighting in the trenches.

Another part of the ivy drove directly into the group of Japanese troops. The soldiers set up machine guns and fully automatic submachine guns on the ivy and launched a crazy incantation at the group of Japanese troops.

“Da da da da da da da…”

The Japanese army's formation was in chaos!

At the same time, drones roared in the sky, and dozens of drones appeared above the Japanese cavalry troops.

Zheng Kaixuan's voice also came from the walkie-talkie carried by the drone.

"Yamamoto Ikki! You son of a bitch! I'm Zheng Kaixuan, I'm here, you can't escape today, you must die!"