Sensing the enemy's situation, the soldiers of the cavalry regiment who were resting quickly got up and mounted their horses, and one of them rode forward to report.
The first thing the two sides met in Shangqiu was their respective cavalry. Compared with two-legged and four-wheeled trucks, war horses are undoubtedly more adaptable to various terrains.
Therefore, even in the mechanized European battlefield, the cavalry has not been eliminated, but plays a significant role in local battles.
On the Eighth Route Army's side is the Hebei, Shandong and Henan Column Cavalry Regiment. The cavalry commander Sun Desheng and the political commissar Qin Fuwen each led a cavalry group to provide support and reconnaissance in the northeast and southeast directions of the suburbs of Shangqiu.
However, the enemy's and our cavalry were too scattered at this time, which caused the scene to fall into a strange calm, and neither side dared to act rashly.
The horses ridden by the warriors seemed to be aware of the solemn atmosphere, and they kept neighing, their hooves scratching the soil, and making charging movements.
One of the soldiers said: "What do you mean, little devil?"
"Hey, we are waiting for someone, and the little Japs are also waiting for someone. These Japs must have underestimated the enemy and rushed in, but they bumped into us!"
After all, they had the home field advantage. Within two minutes, the squad leader heard familiar whistles coming from all around and knew that reinforcements were arriving.
"Rush up and bite them!"
There were only 11 people on one side of the Eighth Route Army, and about 20 people on the opposite side of the Japanese army. Although they were temporarily at a numerical disadvantage, they showed an indomitable and determined momentum.
When the Japanese army saw this, they knew they were in trouble, so they didn't dare to turn around and run away. If their backs were exposed, they would only become a living target.
The distance between the two sides was less than fifty meters, and the war horses could collide within a few breaths. At this time, the only choice was to use the saber as an offensive weapon.
"Pfft!"
"Puff"
"ah"
The sounds of sabers piercing flesh and blood and screams were repeated. Both sides suffered injuries after a back and forth. The cavalry duel was about the explosive power of the horses, and it also depended on the reaction and cooperation of the warriors.
The war horse was breathing heavily, and the squad leader's right hand holding the saber couldn't stop shaking, leaving a fresh knife mark on the leather armor on his back.
In the previous confrontation, although he killed a Japanese cavalryman, he was also stabbed by another Japanese cavalryman after the two sides misplaced their horses.
Fortunately, the Japanese army used the sword from the back, which was much weaker than the sword from the front. In addition, it was protected by leather armor and did not leave any wounds. However, the back was like being hit by a sap, and the pain caused by it was undeniable.
people.
The situation on the Japanese side was even worse. The horses obviously lacked explosive power when charging, and they showed hesitation and restraint.
One of the elderly sergeants said in a deep voice: "Sir Yamashita, we are probably surrounded by the Chinese cavalry."
"After the next charge, I will lead some people to stay behind to hold off the enemy. Please be sure to go back and report the situation to your superiors!"
"please!"
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the Japanese cavalry also surrendered to Yamashita Tomita. They were the cavalry of the chariot teaching brigade, and it was not their turn to come for reconnaissance.
However, in order to gain military exploits, Yamashita Tomita privately led his Japanese troops to break away from the main force and even crossed the reconnaissance range of the 57th Division Search Regiment. This led to the current situation, and I am afraid that we will not be able to wait for the arrival of reinforcements.
I saw Yamashita Tomita's face turning red, not because he used too much force in the duel just now, but because he felt that he had been humiliated.
"Bagayalu, I am a soldier of the Japanese Empire, and I am a descendant of the Yamashita family. I will never bring shame to the family!"
The little devils were so inspired that they did not expect that Yamashita Tomita actually wanted to live and die together.
The Eighth Route Army had no intention of continuing to take action. Although their number was small, they blocked the Japanese army's retreat, and there was no need to fight to the death with the Japanese army.
At this moment, the deafening sound of horse hooves suddenly came out from behind the Japanese army, and a large group of cavalry took advantage of the situation to attack, and in a blink of an eye, Yamashita Tomita and others were surrounded.
"Oh, this devil came out of nowhere and actually came here!"
The cavalry battle came and went like the wind, and it was difficult to capture prisoners. It was rare to make dumplings for a group of Japanese. Sun Desheng shouted loudly: "Remember to catch a few tongues!"
The war horses paced and slowly narrowed the encirclement, compressing the charging space of more than 20 Japanese troops. The war horses under Tomita Yamashita snorted uneasily.
Under this strong sense of oppression, some Japanese cavalry rushed out on their own. Soldiers from the cavalry regiment also came out. They were trained prisoner capturers, holding special ropes in their hands.
When the two sides met, some Japanese soldiers were knocked down by ropes, and some even had ropes wrapped around their necks. The soldiers dragged the little Japanese soldiers around in a circle. No matter how hard the little Japanese soldiers struggled, the ropes became tighter and tighter.
"Okay, well done!" The onlookers cheered loudly.
Sun Desheng did not stop him. The political commissar was not here anyway. The place at his feet was where the cavalry regiment rested. This was the first time the Japanese army had touched this place. They came here just to deliver food.
Yamashita Tomita recovered from his panic, only to realize that there was no longer a soldier around him at some point. The body of the sergeant who had advised him many times before was trampled by war horses and was reduced to a human shape.
Looking at the slowly approaching Eighth Route Army cavalry, Yamashita Tomita made a move that surprised everyone. He threw his ancestral sword on the ground in full view of everyone.
He spoke in Chinese that was both raw and cooked: "I am willing to surrender, please abide by the Geneva Convention, ensure my personal safety and enjoy the treatment I deserve!"
This scene not only made the soldiers of the cavalry regiment look at each other in shock, but also made the captured Japanese soldiers unable to believe that Yamashita Tomita had changed so quickly that they could not accept it.
"Sir Yamashita, you can't do this!"
What's more, someone had long been dissatisfied with Yamashita Tomita. At this time, he yelled: "Yamashita Tomita, you are a disgrace to the soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Empire. You are not worthy to be the son of Commander Yamashita!"
"What do you know? There is an old saying in China, those who work carefully are the heroes!"
Yamashita Tomita was furious. What worried him even more was that his identity was exposed by his surviving subordinates, so he simply stopped concealing his identity.
"I, Yamashita Tomita, am the son of Yamashita Tomita, the commander of the Kwantung Army's Second Front Army. Please ensure my safety!"
Yamashita Tomita said a sentence in Chinese and a sentence in Japanese, which confused Sun Desheng, but he could tell that the little devil's bones were a bit soft.
"What is this little devil talking about?"
The regimental clerk who knew Japanese repeated Yamashita Tomita's words, and Sun Desheng was suddenly surprised: "Oh, I didn't expect to catch a big fish!"
"Inform the frontline troops to strengthen reconnaissance of the surrounding areas. Maybe Japanese reinforcements are coming this way!"
Yamashita Tomita was very discerning, and he was willing to lower his body, bow his head, holding the ancestral sword in both hands, and walked towards Sun Desheng step by step.
Several Japanese prisoners could not accept that their commander had done such a shameful thing. However, their bodies were tightly controlled and they could only wail loudly and indignantly.
