Da Dao and Yue Kunlun passed between the four Oriental horses closely to each other. At the moment of lightning and flint, there was a golden roar and two puffs of blood.
The big knife slashed through Mount Huashan with unstoppable force. The six-ring knife chopped off the saber and took off half of the head.
Yue Kunlun suddenly leaned up and pressed his back against the horse's back. As the blade whizzed past his face, the samurai sword in his hand cut across the opponent's waist.
Six horses missed a hundred meters, and four horses turned back to face each other. The other two horses lost their masters and whined and circled around the corpses.
The big sword has changed the six-ring sword back to the right hand. Now it is two against two, and it no longer needs to be left and right with Yue Kunlun. The setting sun shines behind them, and the two of them look like gods of war.
"Victory——!" Two Japanese cavalrymen rushed up again. After one round, they already understood the strength of their opponents, and they chose the honor of dying in battle.
Da Dao and Yue Kunlun galloped their horses forward to meet them, their bloody blades pulling out two clumps of sword flowers.
There were two more sonorous golden calls, and the four horses missed it.
Da Dao and Yue Kunlun stood still and looked at each other, their clothes were splashed with bright red, and there were blood drops on the blade in their hands.
Two Japanese cavalrymen had fallen off their horses. One had his thigh cut off, and the other had his arm cut off. The two sabers were nailed to the ground, buzzing and trembling. The two cavalrymen struggled to crawl to the knife, stretched out their hands to hold the blade and pulled it out forcefully, blood dripping from their fingers.
The masseter muscle of the big knife tightened, and he reached out and pulled it out twenty times. Without flipping the safety, Yue Kunlun held down the gun.
"Long live the Emperor——!" the two cavalrymen roared before their death, desolate and desperate. The fields were covered with twilight, and the setting sun was dim.
Two sabers instantly pierced the abdomen, twisted and pulled horizontally, and the two bodies fell to the ground.
"Let's go." Da Dao patted the dazed Yue Kunlun.
Each of the four Oriental horses led two horses and ran towards Tonggu direction. In that sky, dark clouds destroyed the city.
Before arriving at the urban command post, I met Yang Yucheng on the road leading a dozen people to run out of the city. It seemed that he wanted to reinforce them. Yue and Kunlun reined in their horses and stopped, and Yang Yucheng laughed at them from afar.
"It's really good!" Yang Yucheng walked back and forth around the captured Japanese horses, "You said how difficult it is for farmers to add big animals, but it's better for you two to get four at once."
Da Dao and Yue Kunlun got off the horse, covered in blood.
"Is everything done?"
"It's done."
Yang Yucheng pushed the two of them to the side, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Tonight the entire division will withdraw, and the frontline infantry battalion will send out blocking teams to carry out night attacks on the Japanese in units of battalions. What do you two plan?"
"What do you plan? If you want to evacuate, I will be the last one to leave." His eyes widened.
"Our company is not in the city." Yang Yucheng said.
"If the company is not in the camp, I will join the camp sniper team!" Da Dao looked like a wild boar stepping on a landmine.
"What about you?" Yang Yucheng asked Yue Kunlun.
"Count me in to join the blocking team." Yue Kunlun said.
"You young people, you have no family or job, and you don't care about your own life or death." Yang Yucheng sighed and lit a pot of cigarettes, "Everyone else is avoiding the line of fire, but you two can."
"Uncle Yang, it doesn't matter, you take the horse back to the company, and we will go back when we are done." Yue Kunlun said.
"Where are we going back? You two little bastards are on top of me. Can I go back by myself?" Yang Yucheng knocked Yue Kunlun on the back of his head.
That night, the 200th Division quietly retreated to the east bank via the Sedan River Bridge in the order of the 599th Regiment, 600th Regiment, and 598th Regiment. The 599th Regiment crossed the river from the bridge, while other troops waded on foot. The battalions' blocking teams were ordered to leave their positions before dawn and return their formations to the east bank of the river.
Dozens of figures lurking in the night in the front-line trenches are the blocking team of the 1st Battalion of the 598th Regiment, led by Yang Yucheng.
"Sir, when can we withdraw?" a soldier asked. Now there are only a few blocking groups scattered on the firing line, and almost all the people behind have evacuated. The soldiers who are left behind to block are all worried.
“What’s the rush? I can cross the bridge before dawn."Yang Yucheng said.
"Those idiot engineers, don't blow up the bridge before we can get over. "A person in the dark muttered.
"What are you talking about? The water was only above my waist, so I could cross the river even without a bridge. Keep your eyes bright, don't let the Japanese soldiers see that there is no one here. "Yang Yucheng took out the cigarette stick and put it in his mouth without daring to light it. Dozens of small bags in front of the position were moving here.
"Do you see clearly? Yang Yucheng poked Yue Kunlun and pointed in the direction of the movement.
"It's too dark to see people clearly." "Yue Kunlun's sight has been staring at the moving area.
"The person crawling over from the other side could not be a Japanese. "Da Dao said.
"It's better to see clearly before firing. "Yang Yucheng picked up a hand grenade and yanked the string and threw it out. Dozens of black shadows were still about two hundred meters away. The grenade only illuminated people and could not blow up anyone.
The grenade was thrown about thirty meters and bounced on the ground a few times before it stopped moving and started to chirp. There was smoke. Dozens of people in the trench were staring into the distance, waiting for the grenade to explode. Dozens of figures lit up for a moment, with a large group of khaki military uniforms lying behind.
"Brothers, don't shoot - it's our own people!" "Dozens of people shouted in this direction, they were brothers from the national army who were captured by the Japanese army.
" "You little devil, I'll fuck your grandma——!" "Da Dao's eyes are about to pop out.
"Sir, what should I do? Do you want to fight or not? "Some brothers were already panicking. After the grenade went off, the Japs stopped crawling and hid behind the national prisoners and rushed forward.
Yang Yucheng's fists clenched loudly. He couldn't bring himself to shoot his brothers. After hesitating for a moment, the Japs pushed forward more than ten meters.
"You will die if you don't hit them! "The big knife came up to seize Yang Yucheng's machine gun, but Yang Yucheng slapped him in the face.
" There will be a company of brothers over there. Do you want to shoot too? "Yang Yucheng looked at the broadsword.
"Yes! "The broadsword was held on the neck to force out a roar, and the veins on the forehead bulged like earthworms.
Everyone was stunned, except Yue Kunlun. The Japanese had already approached less than two hundred meters in front of the position, although there were Chinese prisoners in front of them. But there were still exposed areas. Yue Kunlun pulled the trigger again and again, and the Japanese fell down one by one, with half of their faces blown away or their ankles cut off by bullets.
"You can't fight! ? "The big sword saw that Yang Yucheng was still not moving. He pulled out the six-ring sword and was about to jump out of the trench, but was snatched down by Yang Yucheng.
" "Prepare all firepower!" "Yang Yucheng pushed the charging handle of the heavy machine gun forward with his right hand, and pulled the canvas belt into the magazine with his left hand.
"Brothers in front! Lie down on the spot——! "Yang Yucheng shouted loudly in front of the position, and dozens of figures in blue-gray military uniforms fell to the ground in a hurry.
"Hit--! "The Maxim machine gun spurted out flames, and all light and heavy firepower hit the rear. The Japanese who lost cover were cut down like straw. The Japanese follow-up troops retreated, and most of the national prisoners lying on the ground crawled back to their own positions.
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