Chapter 617: Capturing the Japanese Army Captain Alive
Previously, the enemy's cavalry troops were chasing each other, and the Japanese cavalry chased the cavalry regiment to Qinglongji. The mountains and forests spanning from east to west blocked the cavalry regiment's retreat.
Originally, Kuroshima Morita had doubts about whether there was an Eighth Route Army ambush here, but the cavalry regiment's courage to risk everything immediately convinced Kuroshima Morita to dispel his doubts, and he had no time to conduct reconnaissance around the area.
Although the first regiment only had more than 2,300 people in number, its firepower level was comparable to that of a Japanese field regiment. Such powerful firepower caused the Japanese army to suffer heavy losses.
The first round of artillery shells hit the Japanese formation impartially, and the fire that erupted immediately enveloped part of the Japanese cavalry. The bodies of the Japanese soldiers near the impact point were blown to pieces. Kuroshima Morita was heavily guarded, and the aftermath of the explosion did not
affected him.
The Japanese cavalry reacted equally quickly, quickly fleeing in all directions, and then subsequent rounds of artillery shells continued to cover the predetermined position with fire.
In the forest, Jing Dagang observed the scene in front of him with a telescope, and said with regret: "It's a pity that there are only six mountain cannons, and the fire coverage is still a little short. If the entire artillery regiment is here, the little devil still wants to run away."
?There’s no door!”
Jing Dagang had no intention of letting a regiment attack. Although the Japanese cavalry suffered heavy losses, it was really unwise for the infantry regiment to abandon the established position and go to fight with the Japanese cavalry in the field.
Just when the battle between the two sides started, in the direction of Qinglongji, less than ten miles away from the battlefield, more than 700 cavalrymen of the Tainan Cavalry Regiment were killed like a sharp arrow towards the battlefield.
On the battlefield, the scattered Japanese cavalry gathered together again. Kuroshima Morita turned his head to look at the location of the shelling. The thick smoke dissipated, but there was no living thing. Looking at the cavalry on his side, there were only a few left.
Half, at most, there are more than 500 people left.
"Bagaya road!" Kuroshima Morita yelled with a clear heart.
In his memory, the Fourth Cavalry Brigade had never suffered such heavy losses since arriving in China. Even when Fushimi Miya Mingyi was captured, only two cavalry squadrons and more than 200 people were injured or killed.
"Captain, the Eighth Route Army cavalry on the opposite side has come back from the west!" said the adjutant who was also in shock.
Kuroshima Morita looked in the direction pointed by the adjutant and saw that the cavalry regiment was not only advancing slowly, but also seemed to be observing the movements of the Japanese cavalry.
How could Kuroshima Morita not understand the intentions of the Eighth Route Army cavalry? He couldn't be more worried about them breaking through to the west.
"Baga, the Eighth Route Army cavalry think too highly of themselves. Even if our unit suffers heavy losses, they still cannot resist it!"
"Warriors, use the heads of the Eighth Route Army cavalry in front of you to wash away the shame of our fourth cavalry brigade and sacrifice the heroic spirits of the Jade Broken Warriors!" Kuroshima Morita shouted.
If he decisively ordered to move closer to the approaching infantry headquarters from the west, and paid a certain price, he could break through the interception of the cavalry regiment. However, at the moment, Kuroshima Morita was blinded by anger and did not consider the current situation at all.
Immediately, the Japanese cavalry mobilized their horses and charged towards the cavalry regiment, each one screaming.
Faced with the Japanese cavalry that collided again, Sun Desheng did not choose to fight head-on. Instead, he drove his horse in a circle with the Japanese army.
Both sides chased each other, circling the entire battlefield from the west to the east. A group of little devils on horseback screamed angrily.
At this moment, the Tainan Cavalry Regiment appeared from the flank of the Japanese army.
"Sir, another group of Eighth Route Army cavalry has appeared!"
Without needing to be reminded by the adjutant, Kuroshima Morita also noticed the situation on the flank. His head that was originally overwhelmed by anger suddenly sobered up, and then he realized that he had been tricked by the group of Eighth Route Army cavalry in front of him.
"Baga, we are surrounded!" Kuroshima Morita roared and immediately ordered: "Everyone gather and break out to the west!"
Sun Desheng also noticed the change in the battlefield situation. He immediately pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and said contemptuously: "Haha, the little devil is scared, he is going to run away!"
"Comrades, the brother troops of the Tainan Military Region's Cavalry Regiment have arrived. As long as we hold on to the little devil, victory will be ours!" Qin Fuwen also encouraged morale.
The duel between cavalry is the most brutal. If during the pursuit, the two sides shoot at each other, there is still room for maneuver.
However, once a frontal charge occurs, unless each person has an automatic weapon, the firearm is of little use and may even affect the impact of the entire cavalry formation.
At this time, what we fight for is hard power, and what we fight for is courage and blood.
However, the advantage at this time was on the side of the Eighth Route Army. The Southwestern Shandong Cavalry Regiment was Li Yunlong's treasure. It had already lost more than a hundred soldiers. Sun Desheng was also twitching with distress.
Naturally, the Japanese army would not be intercepted from the front, and the lives of the soldiers would be sacrificed in vain. The four hundred soldiers of the cavalry regiment were split into two. Sun Desheng and Qin Fuwen each led a cavalry formation towards the oncoming Japanese army.
The two wings flew forward.
"Bah, bang, bang!" Continuous gunshots rang out again, but this time the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed. The Japanese army had no intention of counterattack and was bent on breaking through to the west.
Each of the four companies of the cavalry regiment has three Type 96 light machine guns. The remaining ten machine guns are now held in the hands of the soldiers, constantly pouring out firepower on the Japanese army.
In order to delay the speed of the Japanese army, the little Japanese in front of the formation were the focus of the attack. The constant falling of the little Japanese and war horses in the front row inevitably slowed down the overall speed of the Japanese army's attack on the formation, and at the same time, the entire formation gradually dispersed.
Sun Desheng's lower body was like the roots of a big tree, firmly controlling the war horse. His whole body was constantly rising and falling with the galloping horse, and his eyes were staring at the little Japanese like a hawk.
"Did you see that? Maybe it's the leader of the Japs!" Sun Desheng glanced at an unusually conspicuous war horse with all white hair in the Japanese formation.
The two guards who followed Sun Desheng immediately understood. Each of the three men held a Type 38 horse rifle in their hands and aimed it at the galloping white horse.
Several gunshots were fired one after another, and a bullet hit the white horse's buttocks. The galloping white horse was in pain, and raised its two front hooves high. Kuroshima Morita on the horse tightly hugged the horse's neck, and immediately followed the horse.
Falling to the ground with a crash.
Just when Kuroshima Morita was thrown to his head and was dizzy, several little devils behind him hurriedly forced the horses to stop in order to protect Kuroshima Morita. Subsequently, more than a dozen horses collided with each other.
The Japanese army's formation became more and more chaotic. Seeing the chaos in the rear, the Japanese soldiers in the front reined in their horses and stopped, intending to join the troops in the rear.
At the same time, after the Shandong Southwest Cavalry Regiment bought valuable time, the Tainan Cavalry Regiment finally caught up.
While the Japanese army was busy taking care of itself, nearly 1,200 soldiers from two cavalry regiments surrounded the little Japanese from all sides in a tacit understanding.
At this time, the number of Japanese cavalry was only a little over 400. Facing the Eighth Route Army, which was several times more powerful, it was still capable of fighting. However, the Japanese army lost its unified command, and even the flag soldiers following Kuroshima Morita fell to the ground.
on the ground.
"Quick, quick, follow me to the west to attack the Eighth Route Army's formation and break out to the west!" a young Japanese with the rank of Shaozuo yelled, trying to gather troops.
However, the personnel did not gather as he thought. As the Eighth Route Army cavalry wandered around and fired continuously, the casualties of the Japanese cavalry increased.
The originally scattered formation immediately collapsed, and more than 400 Japanese cavalry divided into several groups and fled in different directions.
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This scene was exactly what Zhu Dashan wanted to see. He used the tactic of hanging kites to continuously exert pressure on the periphery, thereby causing the Japanese formation to collapse.
"Flag soldiers, inform all companies to encircle and suppress the Japanese cavalry that have retreated!" Zhu Dashan shouted.
After Sun Desheng saw the Tainan Cavalry Regiment arriving, he did not take the initiative to attack the Japanese formation. He immediately understood Zhu Dashan's idea and ordered his troops to cooperate with the brothers of the Tainan Cavalry Regiment to block the Japanese army.
The flags of the two cavalry regiments were the same. Once the order was given, the soldiers who had suppressed their fighting spirit for a long time showed their sabers again.
The sun was shining high, and under the sunlight, more than a thousand sabers shone coldly, and the battlefield was full of killing intent.
"Kill!"
"Kill the little devil!"
The soldiers of the two cavalry regiments were organized into companies, and each rushed towards the nearby disintegrated Japanese army.
If the Japanese army could regroup their forces, they might be able to inflict certain damage on the Eighth Route Army cavalry after paying a certain price.
But in the current situation, even if Kuroshima Morita is safe and sound, taking command personally cannot save the situation.
As the Japanese troops were divided and strangled, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clearer. Many ownerless horses were scattered throughout the battlefield. The neighing of the horses and the wailing of the wounded continued.
"Commander, commander, we captured the little devil and a high official alive!" a soldier reported excitedly.
Zhu Dashan and Sun Desheng, who had just exchanged a few words, looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
As soon as the two met, they discussed how to divide the captured items. A rough estimate was that at least 500 Japanese war horses were captured, in addition to nearly a thousand complete sets of weapons and equipment.
This was a big deal, and the two of them added to it, and the two cavalry regiments were divided equally.
At this moment, another little Japanese official appeared, and the two of them immediately became interested.
For Kuroshima Morita, today is destined to be an extremely dark day in his military career, but at the same time it also brings a little bit of luck.
When Kuroshima Morita sat down and fell to the ground with his horse, his right calf was crushed by the horse, but fortunately he was not trampled to pieces by the horse behind him.
Kuroshima Morita was thankful and breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could be happy for long, this guy was discovered by the soldiers of the cavalry regiment.
If it were an ordinary kid, the soldiers of the cavalry regiment would kill him with one bullet. But when they saw that this guy actually had a rank of leftist army, the soldiers of Morita Kuroshima were overjoyed.
When Zhu Dashan and the others arrived, Kuroshima Morita's limbs were being forcibly pressed down by four soldiers, and a health worker was splinting his broken right calf.
How could the hygienist be as gentle to the little devil as he was to his own comrades? The movements of his hands were simple and rough, causing Kuroshima Morita to scream in pain with veins popping out on his forehead.
"Baga, you're dead, you're dead!"
"Young man, how dare you curse now!" The hygienist immediately pinched the splint fixed to Kuroshima Morita's leg.
"Ah!" The little devil stopped cursing now and started howling again.
