With a look of humiliation and happiness for the rest of his life, Suzuki Shoroku desperately drove the war horse under his crotch and galloped on the green wheat field.

Although he escaped his life in this battle for the time being, what face did he have after the battle to face those generals on the Saikyo Maru?

Just thinking about it, Suzuki Shoroku was almost crazy with shame and sorrow.

Only this arbitrary gallop in the wind could slightly reduce the weight of the boulder that weighed on his heart.

When did these damn Qing troops become so brutal and strong?

Doesn't it mean that they are all a bunch of garbage dragging pigs' tails and eating waste waiting for death!

If such a brutal army is still a bunch of 'rubbish', then the Imperial army is nothing. - Waste's Men Defeated?

Waste in waste?

Suzuki Soroku was in the bumps of the war horse, full of curses and resentment.

At this time, he was suddenly surprised to see that in the wheat seedling field nearly two hundred meters away in front of him, there were actually two groups of anti-Japanese soldiers standing stupidly.

These soldiers, numbering about thirty or so, did not raise their rifles in their hands, but did not raise their guns in a firing line, and did not know how to escape.

Like two helpless sheep, sadly waiting for the wolves to come.

"Baga, what a bunch of big fat sheep!"

Suzuki Shoroku's face showed a color of ecstasy, as long as he could completely annihilate this group of Qing troops, it could be regarded as a game back, and he would have the face to retreat directly south to the ice belt and join forces with the troops there.

Then the coalition forces attacked the mouth of the Tang River together, crushing all the Qing troops step by step.

Revenge!

There is no need to be like now, having to bite the bullet and lead a group of already frightened cavalry, and the lone army ventures to storm the Qing army front at the mouth of the Tang River.

"Knives, knives, kill them!"

Suzuki Shoroku shouted excitedly and ordered, "stabbed" and pulled out the war knife hanging on the warhorse, pointing at the anti-Japanese soldiers standing in front of him in the green wheat field.

"殺す!"

These Japanese cavalrymen who followed Suzuki Shoroji to flee west in a panic all saw the group of anti-Japanese soldiers in the wheat field in front of them at this time.

Hearing Suzuki Shoroku's order, they all roared with a smirk on their faces and drew their swords on their horses.

All the Japanese cavalry soldiers who had just escaped were full of humiliation and fear in their hearts at this time, and they wanted to cut off the heads of these anti-Japanese soldiers with their swords, and use their blood to water and soothe their fearful hearts.

"Boom—"

Under the silhouette of the golden sun, the cavalry shock group raised its 168 snow swords high, and the horses' hooves splashed and pounced on the anti-Japanese army.

"I really don't know whether to live or die!"

The corners of Bi Keshan, the deputy commander of the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the Jinmen Brigade, showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and he ordered in a deep voice: "The auxiliary soldiers in the back moved away from the straw cover, the machine gunners were ready to shoot, and the soldiers in front were holding guns and waiting for orders; Put them to 50 meters and hit again! ”

"Yes!"

The twenty-eight anti-Japanese soldiers in front of them shouted in unison, standing straight with their rifles in their hands, their eyes staring at the rapidly approaching Japanese cavalry without fear.

The two machine gunners in the back held the Grimm cannon with both hands steadily, and the auxiliaries next to them hurriedly cleared the straw piled on top of the Grimm cannon.

"殺す!"

When he rushed to a distance of about 60 meters from the soldiers of the anti-Japanese army, Suzuki Shoroku roared and raised the war knife in his hand, kicked his legs straight, his buttocks left the horse's back, and he was already completely standing on the war horse.

The wind hunts, blowing the horse's mane like a flag.

He wants to chop off a big head with a knife to express his heart!

"Get out of the way—"

At this time, Bi Keshan also shouted with all his strength and gave an order: "Green Cannon, shoot!" ”

Almost instantly, all the soldiers in front of them quickly dodged to both sides, leaving two unobstructed vision strips nearly three meters wide.

Revealing the grandeur of the two Green Cannons.

The sun shining from the east warmly shone on the bodies of these two modern killing machines made of all metal components, reflecting dazzling rays of light.

In an instant, the eyes of all the Japanese cavalry were blinded!

"グリム��砲! グリム砲! —(machine gun)

Suzuki Shoroku's pupils suddenly dilated, and he shouted in horror at the top of his throat.

When he was about to die, he finally understood why these Qing soldiers dared to be so 'stupid and bold', and just stood and waited for the cavalry to attack.

Obviously he is a stupid pig that is automatically sent to the door to be slaughtered, and he actually laughs at the stupidity of the treacherous hunter?

At the same time, he also figured out why the Qing infantry dared to send troops to attack the middle road before, it turned out that at that time, they were baiting their own cavalry!

But I was lucky to avoid the last time, and this time I actually went back the same way stupidly and still fell into this hole.

Frightened to death, Shoroku Suzuki, subconsciously pulled the reins of the horse with his left hand, trying to force the horse to stop, and at the same time shouted with all his strength in his mouth: "Avoid——"

"Yu!"

The war horse under the crotch suddenly raised its front hooves high, and the ass left Suzuki Shoroku on the back of the war horse, and then he was thrown off the war horse with a change of color.

"Dada-da-"

At this moment, the two Green cannons in front of them suddenly exploded, and the muzzles of the guns spewed out long tongues of fire, spit out two staggered golden scythes, and 'slashed' at the Japanese cavalry assault horse cluster 50 meters to the east.

"Puff puff puff—"

"Ahh

"Yu—"

The huge kinetic energy of the Green cannon bullet suddenly knocked Suzuki Shoroku, who was still in mid-air, into a pile of scattered pieces of meat.

A long, narrow golden projectile that as light as a swordfish burrowed into his skull, and then smashed his head violently, exploding a large piece of red, red and white.

And the group of dwarf Oriental horses he was riding were also beaten upside down, and in the splashing of flesh and intestines, they were also violently split into bloody clumps of flesh.

"Yaga! Ahh

"Yu—"

"Retreat, retreat——,!"

"Dada-da-"

In the violent metal bullet stream, 50 meters in front of him was hit by the bullets of the Green Cannon and was in a bloody mist, and all the shock horses were turned on their backs, unable to move forward an inch!

And the war horse, which couldn't restrain the momentum of the horse behind, was still crashing into the blood rain, and was torn apart by the high-speed bullets in an instant, letting out a terrible howl.

"Dada-da-"

And the machine gunners Liu Chunsheng and Zhao Huaizhi, who were seconded from Luo Huafei, both had cold faces, their left palms slowly moving to adjust the range of firepower, and their right hands steadily rotating the firing wheel.

"Da-da-——,-da!"

"——, Ka!"

Almost instantly, two Grimm guns finished a box of bullet chains.

On the roaring battlefield, there was a sudden silence.

The flesh and blood of the blocking belt 50 meters ahead were thrown and torn, and then stopped.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and on the death line, which was nearly 30 meters wide, the broken corpses of Japanese soldiers and war horses were piled up at this time.

Broken meat, rotten bones, fragmented remains, red, white and white muscles, layers of blood foam, a large pile of dead piles.

It makes people's scalp tingle, like a hell of evil ghosts.

"Yu—"

"Help, help me!"

"It hurts!"

Some Japanese soldiers who were not about to die lay in the pile of flesh and blood, struggling in vain and powerless.

"Wow-"

An anti-Japanese soldier couldn't stand the churning in his stomach, and squirted out the gruel that cushioned his stomach in the early morning.

"Uh-"

As soon as he vomited, the rest of the anti-Japanese soldiers couldn't help but bend down and vomit wildly.

"Ahh

And the rest, the thirty or so Japanese cavalry who were lucky enough not to die behind the meat pile, were completely frightened at this time.

After being awakened by the vomiting sound of the anti-Japanese soldiers, they all yelled as if they had seen a ghost, turned their horses' heads and fled in panic.