Chapter 493: The Last Battlefield
In the face of the cavalry rushing at high speed, no one dared to lie on the ground, and anyone who dared to lie on the ground would be trampled into a ball of meat sauce by a war horse weighing seven or eight hundred catties.
Can it be used while standing? Equally useless.
Except for a very small number of Japanese soldiers with spears that can pierce the chest of the high-speed galloping war horse, and then they are knocked by the war horse more than ten meters away, and the stabbed war horse screams fiercely to throw the knight on horseback out and then fall, and then sweep a Japanese army that can't be avoided, the lethality is even greater than a normal galloping war horse.
The blood light of death continued to bloom in the queues of China and Japan.
But whether it was the screams before death, or the screeching sound of sabers and bayonets intertwined that made the roots of the teeth sour, they were drowned out in the thunderous sound of horses' hooves.
The wall of cavalry in a frenzy will not stop advancing because of the weak bayonets of the Japanese infantry, they just rush and rush again, no matter what lies ahead.
When the first line of cavalry rushed like a comb through the desperate-eyed crowd of Japanese soldiers with rifles, the 4,000 Japanese troops were a quarter less.
Jumping over the 2-meter-wide trench where the Anti-Japanese Salvation Army was hiding, and continuing to rush forward for at least 400 meters, the entire cavalry formation slowed down, turned back to the formation, and slowly retreated backwards.
Because, they had to leave room for the cavalry that followed closely behind them to slow down.
The second cavalry again swept through the Japanese at high speed, taking with them the lives of hundreds of Japanese soldiers.
Immediately after that, there was the third team.
There are already half fewer people who can stand in place.
The three cavalry re-lined up and changed into a thicker formation, and the horses' hooves slowly stepped again, "boom, boom" until the end continued to accelerate, and the rumbling hooves resounded through the world again.
The incomparable cavalry wall reappeared and rushed towards the already half-sized Japanese army.
Like the beating of war drums, the sound of hooves is like thunder.
The Japanese army, which had been ravaged by the three-wheeled cavalry, finally lost their fighting spirit completely, and when the cavalry began to accelerate, they scattered in all directions.
They still have more than 2,000 people, more than 2,000 spears up to 1.7 meters long are also a great threat to the cavalry, just three rounds of charge, although more than 1,500 people were killed, but Deng Wen's cavalry brigade was also nearly 200 horsemen.
But Deng Wen didn't seem to see his own casualties at all, and at the moment when the last team of cavalry successfully slowed down, he led his horse forward, letting the rear team change into the front team, preparing for the next round of charge.
Liu Lang didn't even see a trace of emotion on his face, no sadness, and no joy after the rich results, except for the flames that jumped in his eyes.
The goddess of victory never favors those who have lost their courage.
If the more than 2,000 Japanese troops could choose to resist on the spot, giving the Japanese troops on the left and right flanks time to regroup and rely on the trenches to establish blocking positions, Liu Lang's results would have ended there.
The two surviving infantry brigades still have nearly thirty machine guns, and the dense rain of bullets can turn the terrifying charge of the cavalry into suicide, even if they can rush halfway, the trench more than a meter deep can allow them to avoid the shadow of death brought by the war horses.
To make matters worse, the remaining 2,000 or so Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army on the battlefield not only failed to pose a threat to them at all, but also could be killed and injured by their backbite.
Liu Lang's best result was only to annihilate nearly 4,000 Japanese troops on the frontal battlefield, but this should also be able to meet Liu Lang's memorial to the 115 villagers who died in vain to Mi Jiayu.
However, on top of this if, it is necessary to add that if Tanibe is a little more stubborn, he chooses to resist to the end.
However, there is no if in this world, so there is still a chance for the Japanese army to come to more than two ifs? They are not the Chinese football team 85 years later, with a whopping five if only 1 in 10 million chances, they still miraculously stand out and enter the top 12 of the World Cup in Asia, that kind of result has never been obtained by so-called luck.
The Japanese troops on the left and right flanks immediately entered their respective positions the moment they saw the cavalry frantically starting to charge, and then waited for the order from the headquarters of the division and regiment in the main position to break through the encirclement.
The Japanese troops on both flanks also fell into a brief period of confusion.
To go or not to go, for the Japanese army with rich combat experience, it is actually a dilemma.
Walking, it means losing the trenches that can resist the cavalry front, but if you don't go, when the Chinese infantry regroup, the Chinese troops of nearly 4,000 people can divide and surround them, and at that time, it is very likely that the whole army will be destroyed, and you will not be able to leave.
However, Tanibe Terubei's quick decision still pointed out the direction to the two Japanese captains, the Japanese army was originally a very strict army, and no matter how wise or stupid the orders of the superiors were, the subordinates must unconditionally carry out them.
It can be said that the Japanese army has done a perfect job in the article that it is the duty of the military to obey orders.
As a result, when the main force of the Japanese army on the frontal battlefield was still desperately holding rifles and fighting against the galloping cavalry, the two Japanese brigades on both flanks began to break through separately.
Throwing away the last trenches, he ran wildly towards the mountains on both sides, and only by entering the mountains and forests could he avoid the terrible hooves of the cavalry.
The Japanese troops on both flanks had already slipped away, and the Japanese troops scattered and fled on the frontal battlefield completely threw the last trace of the existence of the Eighth Division into the Mariana Trench.
In other words, from the moment when the whole army broke through with the head of Tanibe, who had already been split, the fate of the destruction of the Eighth Division was doomed.
Because of the two ifs, it's gone.
If you want to escape with your life chased by cavalry, which still numbers more than 1,200 cavalry, almost no one can escape except for the special favor of Amaterasu.
What's more, there are more than 2,000 anti-Japanese salvation troops following behind.
The peasant army, which had already tested its courage in the Japanese attack for nearly an hour, rushed out of the position under the leadership of more than 100 people under Liu Dazhu's command who jumped out of the trench when the cavalry chased the scattered Japanese troops on horseback, and their target was all the creatures in khaki uniforms that could still move on the position.
Even if you can move a finger, you will be patronized by a few Type 38 rifle bayonets.
Hatred is no longer just the looting and humiliation that once been, nearly 1,000 anti-Japanese salvation troops fell in a pool of blood in the previous 50 minutes. Almost all of the 3,000 anti-Japanese National Salvation troops came from Shili and Eight Villages in Huanghuagang, some were brothers, some were brothers-in-law, and even fathers and sons were not a few.
Almost everyone who falls is a close relative of the living.
Hatred can only be washed away with blood.
In the end, there was not a single Japanese army that could escape from the frontal position.
The Japanese troops in the main position had already been trampled into powder from the moment two cavalry walls four miles long rushed through at a high speed of sixty miles.
The headquarters of the 8th Division, which sent a message of the breakthrough of the whole army, was killed from the valley to the bottom of the valley.
However, Matsuda Kunizo, who went to the left to supervise the war, escaped with his life.
However, when the Japanese troops on the left flank desperately hoped to break through the Chinese positions with 1,500 troops and escape into the mountains, they did not encounter the imaginary resistance, and they were greeted only by dozens of tin barrels emitting green smoke.
The three hundred people led by Shi Datou and Niu Er have already been able to slip as far as they can, and those three hundred rookies are definitely just a good dessert in front of the 1,000 Japanese troops who are desperate.
His Excellency, the commander of the Kokusan Brigade Matsuda, who narrowly escaped his life, should have had mixed feelings at that moment.
However, judging from the way he spat out a mouthful of blood, it was clear that his heart was broken far beyond joy.