"Ah...... My hand! A Mongol soldier had his right hand removed from the monolith, and immediately lay on the ground and howled.

Seeing the tragic condition of his compatriots, Dari Achi ran over helplessly, stabbed him to death with a bayonet, and said, "May you see the immortal heaven as soon as possible." He shouted to the people behind him: "For the sake of the living Buddha, rush, save the living Buddha and leave!" "Half of the soldiers did not take their weapons, so they could only pick up the weapons of the dead people in front of them and continue to charge.

Driven by fanatical religious convictions, the Mongol soldiers followed one after another, ignoring the threat of bombs, machine guns, and rifles, and soon reached the monastery gates.

"Damn, these guys are." Li Qingyi rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Shoot all the bullets for me, quick, fast!" "The fog is getting clearer, and you can already faintly see the opposite side, and the Mongol soldiers are getting closer and closer.

"Machine guns, quick, quick, strafing, grenades, throw!" He shouted.

Rows of grenades were thrown over without stopping, and a soldier who threw a grenade was quickly hit by a shot, and the grenade fell to the ground, killing many of his comrades with a bang.

"Be hidden." Li Qingyi shouted again, and seeing that it was too late, he pulled out his command knife (Wang Maoru's army wore a command knife for officers above the company level), and shouted: "I'm cāo his grandmother's, it's too late to throw bombs, all of them are there, put on the bayonet, kill these Tartars for me!" ”

"Kill the Tartars!" The soldiers shouted with wide eyes and mouths wide open. They took out the three-edged thorns, brushed the bayonets on the ground, and then immediately rushed over with Li Qingyi.

On the slightly dense land of Mongolia in the late autumn morning, black people slammed into another group of people with bright bayonets. Two hundred years of "dangdangdang" metal collision sound.

Fighting bayonets is courage and technology, Li Qingyi's soldiers have technology, the other side has courage, and the two sides fight to see if both sides are defeated. Li Qingyi held a pistol in one hand and brandished a command knife in the other, slashing and shooting, killing several people on the other side. Unfortunately, this pistol was a ten-round barge gun, and after a few shots, he didn't have time to change the bullets, so he used his command knife to cut people with all his might. He was light. Dodging the opponent's bayonet, the long knife in his hand slammed into the opponent's gun at once, and then slashed hard. The heads of the Mongol soldiers on the other side immediately flew into the sky. After slashing a few people, his command knife was a little sharp, so he picked up a rifle on the ground and continued to assassinate. This gun should be a comrade-in-arms, and the unique three-edged thorn of the E1 style made Li Qingyi feel very felt, and he shouted while stabbing it: "Brothers, kill more, reinforcements will arrive soon." ”

The Daria over there was anxious, for the fog had dispersed, and the fog had risen and dispersed as fast as it could. It didn't last long, and Dari Achi hated the Han people for taking away the horses of their cavalry, otherwise how could their natural cavalry be reduced to the point of fighting bayonets with the Han people on the ground. Seeing that one of the officers on the other side was brave and good at fighting, Dariachi raised his rifle and aimed at it.

Li Qingyi was in the midst of the scuffle and felt a trace of danger. Immediately rolled on the ground, at which point the sound of Dari Achi's gunfire rang out, and the bullet passed through his original position and hit a Han Chinese soldier. Li Qingyi saw the person who fired the gun, and angrily brandished his bayonet and ran towards Dari Achi.

Dari Achi sat down on the ground in fright, shouting, "Stop him, stop him." ”

Li Qingyi was jerked to the ground by a Mongol soldier. This man is very good at wrestling, Li Qingyi was pressed to the ground and couldn't get up, he was choked by the neck by this powerful Mongolian soldier, almost suffocated. Fortunately, at this time, another Chinese soldier ran over, and once he finished up with the Mongolian wrestler, the bayonet passed directly through the back of the man's chest, and the blood sprayed directly on Li Qingyi's face, hot and sticky and smelly, he gasped for breath, dragged the Mongolian soldier aside, and then stood up, picked up a rifle without a bayonet, and then took the barrel of the rifle as a wooden stick, rushed behind a Mongolian soldier who confronted the Han soldier, and smashed it at the back of the Mongolian soldier's head, suddenly, White brains sprayed all over the people around them, and even the butt of the rifle was smashed to pieces.

Li Qingyi's courage greatly encouraged the fighting spirit of the soldiers, and at this moment, another group of Chinese soldiers came to support from other places, and when they saw that the Chinese and Mongolian soldiers were fighting together, it was difficult to shoot, so they got on their bayonets and shouted: "Brothers, we are here to help!" ”

This group of soldiers rushed into the melee like tigers in the mountains, and suddenly the Mongol soldiers were exhausted and could not stop them.

Dari Achi immediately shouted: "Withdraw, withdraw, hurry up!" Then he ran away with some Mongolian soldiers, and Li Qingyi was just about to chase after him, when the reinforcement officer ran over and said, "Report, Zhao Ajiu, the sergeant squad leader of the 13th Brigade of the Third Division, reports to the commander." Only then did Li Qingyi pay attention to see that there was only one class of people led by Zhao Ajiu, but their class was obviously the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Dari Achi and others were overwhelmed by this living force.

"Very well, what part of the third division are you in? I'll give you credit later. Li Qingyi said.

Zhao Ajiu immediately said proudly: "We are the cooks of the Third Division's baggage battalion, and we are here to buy vegetables." ”

Li Qingyi ......, "Are your people still good, can you pursue the enemy?" ”

"Yes." Zhao Ajiu said immediately.

"Okay, I'm going to watch the people inside, and the task of chasing the enemy is up to you, quick, sergeant!"

"Yes!" Zhao Ajiu's face was overjoyed, and he shouted: "Brothers, the opportunity for our cooking class to become famous has come, kill me with me!" ”

"Kill, ......," shouted the other twelve crooked melon and cracked jujube soldiers in the cooking class, holding bayonets and bloody guns, and chased after the Mongols to escape route.

Li Qingyi smiled to himself: "This kid is really interesting. ”

"Camp, I know that kid." A soldier who was hanging from his arms, obviously tired and dislocated, said, "This kid turned out to be eliminated by our Sixth Division. ”

"Knocked?" Li Qingyi smiled, "No wonder I went to be a cooking soldier." ”

"Yes, he failed the military assessment at the beginning, and he was eliminated because he was too small." The soldier looked at the back of Zhao Ajiu who was far away and smiled, "I haven't seen you for two years, this kid has grown so tall, and together he is like a three-inch ding, it seems that he still eats well and grows fast." ”

Li Qingyi was talking to his subordinates about Zhao Ajiu, when a small soldier who was left in the temple by Li Qingyi to guard came over and asked. "Battalion commander, the big monk is going to run, and we killed several little monks, what is the matter now?"

"I'm cāo, you pig brain, why are you killed, just be injured, is the great monk dead?" Li Qingyi said urgently.

"The great monk is scared, it's okay."

"That's good, the great monk is fine." Li Qingyi said viciously, "I can't do the slightest left to you, hurry back and don't go wrong again." ”

The men of Dari Achi fled to the vicinity of the house of Gaojigeri, who was also a nobleman who opposed Wang Maoru, and he immediately let the men of Dari Achi into his house, released all the horses, and said: "Today I have saved you, and tomorrow I will not survive, and I will flee with you to Western Mongolia." "There were not many people in the family of Gaojigeri, all of them were young and vigorous, and they got on their horses directly, and they got on their horses with the remaining fifty or so people of Dari Achi, and galloped away towards the west.

Zhao Ajiu was originally a member of the elimination of the student division, and after being valued by Wang Maoru, he sat by his side for a month, and then went to Yakeshi Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy to study for a year. After coming out, he was assigned to the third division and went directly to be the squad leader, of course, the squad leader of the cooking squad. This made him indignant that his height had risen to 1.75 meters, and his idea was to go to the main combat unit as a squad leader, but he didn't expect to be a cooking squad leader in logistics. This cooking class is like a year of the monkey and a horse with military achievements.

It also allowed him to pick up the shit luck, and the third division went west to Kulen City, and today it was their turn to buy vegetables in their class. Zhao Ajiu said that this place had just been recovered, and he was afraid that the local Mongols would attack, so he asked everyone to bring guns and bullets, and thirteen people pushed six carts out to buy vegetables. It just so happened that when he heard the sound of gunshots when he was passing by, he hurried over, but seeing that the fog was too big, Zhao Ajiu didn't rush over with his brothers. When the fog was small and he could see clearly, his subordinates were about to go up, and he was kicked on the ass by Zhao Ajiu, saying, "Don't you see that the people on both sides are playing well?" Now we are just a wave, there is no point at all, listen to me, wait a while, do you know how long ordinary people fight and are boring? ”

"I don't know."

"They will be bored with bayonets like this for five minutes, let's wait for five minutes, and after five minutes we will go up from behind the Mongol soldiers, do you know what the final blow is? We're the final blow. Zhao Ajiu said slyly.

"Squad leader, you're amazing." The subordinates immediately ran a sycophant.

Zhao Ajiu's final blow did make Dari Achi and others finally crushed, but if Zhao Ajiu's cooking soldiers really wanted to pursue, they couldn't catch up with Dari Achi and others who fled on horseback. After firing a few shots, Zhao Ajiu and the thirteen people were so tired that they could only run to Gao Jigeri's house to raid the house. There were also cavalry pursuits, and they were already very capable of being regarded as infantry, but when it was their turn to raid the house, these cooks were much more ruthless than ordinary soldiers, and Gao Jigeri's house was copied without even oil bottles.

Later, Wang Maoru, who learned the news, was taken aback, and immediately asked the 9th Cavalry Brigade of the 3rd Division to carry sufficient ammunition, food, and supplies, and pursue the rebels led by Sang Erran to the west, and told him that if they fled to Russia, they would be pursued and killed even if they crossed the border. Once the Russians are blocked, if the other side shoots, the other side must be completely annihilated, but if the other side does not use force, the army can be slowly withdrawn, and the soldiers cannot suffer losses, and all those who take in and shelter San'er Dye Dari Achi and his party, whether nobles or slaves, will be killed, and their land and pastures will be distributed to the herdsmen who have helped us.