Chapter 387: Big Sweep: High Mountains and Forests
"Japanese officer, chase!" He Jian, who was charging through the ranks, saw Mukai Jingming surrounded by the crowd at a glance. With a wave of his saber, he knocked down a Japanese who was blocking the road to the ground, and then he rode after him.
past.
Behind him, the soldiers in the security squad were worried that something would happen to him. About ten people brandished their sabers and followed him closely, chasing after the fleeing Mukai Jingming.
Although Mukai Kageaki broke out of the encirclement of the cavalry under the protection of Obuchi, the distance between them and He Jian and the others who were pursuing them was shortening rapidly. According to the current speed, they would be overtaken before they reached the mountain pass.
"What should I do?" Xiao Yuan was anxious. He knew that this would definitely not work, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Jing Jingming. He drew his pistol and faced He Jian and others before rushing back, "You protect the squadron leader and go first."
"Obuchi-kun." Mukai Keaki was in a hurry. He wanted to stop, but he was surrounded by several Japanese soldiers and couldn't help but go towards the mountain pass. The remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers followed Obuchi.
Behind him, he turned around to face He Jian and others who were chasing after him.
"Bang bang bang!"
There was a loud sound of gunfire, including Japanese 38 guns, Nambu-style pistols, and the unique sound of carbine guns. Japanese soldiers fell down one after another, and some cavalrymen were hit and fell from their horses.
The distance between the two sides was quickly closing, and there were only seven or eight Japanese soldiers left following Xiao Yuan to attack.
Xiaoyuan had already emptied the bullets from the Nambu pistol in his hand. He threw away the empty gun, then pulled out the command knife, stood with his legs spread apart, holding the command knife in front of him with both hands, waiting for He Jian's arrival.
Blood stains covered his cheeks, and Xiao Yuan's dark, stubbled face revealed ferocity and perseverance, and his wolf-like eyes stared at the approaching Dragon Wing cavalry.
"Baga, charge for the sake of the Yamato nation." The last few Japanese soldiers came out from Xiaoyuan's side with rifles in hand and took the lead to meet He Jian.
With a "clang" sound, He Jian had a saber in each hand. He let go of the reins and held the horse's belly with only his legs, sitting as steady as a mountain. The horse accelerated towards the Japanese soldiers.
"kill!"
"kill!"
With a loud roar, He Jian blocked the bayonet with the saber in both hands, and then with a wave of his wrist, a cold light passed over the necks of the two Japanese.
As his horse galloped between the two Japs, He Jian rushed forward without any pause, without even looking at the two Japs.
After his horse dashed past, the two Japanese soldiers stood there for a moment, then fell backwards, with a line of blood forming in their throats.
The remaining Japs met He Jian's guard squad. A dozen cavalrymen faced off against five or six Japs infantrymen. The result was as you can imagine, they were knocked to the ground by the cavalry in the blink of an eye.
Only Xiao Yuan was left standing in the middle, waiting for He Jian's arrival.
He Jian galloped on his horse. He looked at Xiao Yuan who was waiting not far away with a sword in both hands. With a twist of his wrist, the saber disappeared from his waist, and then he pulled out a slender long knife from his back.
This knife is two fingers wide and one and a half meters long. It shines blood red all over, as if it is stained with blood. The handle is wrapped with twine, and the color is darkened by polishing. It looks like it has been aged for a long time.
He Jian's whole body seemed to be different after he took this knife. He was full of ferocity and murderous intent. The war horse seemed to be stimulated by his murderous intent. The horse's mane exploded, and with a long hiss, its speed increased a bit.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The two men shouted loudly almost at the same time. The knife in their hands suddenly swung out and struck each other fiercely. Two lightning bolts, one silver and one red, flashed in the air.
With a bang, a series of sparks exploded in the air, and sparks shot out from where the two knives collided, making a tooth-wrenching squeaking sound.
"kill!"
He Jian suddenly straightened his body on the war horse, and pressed down on Xiao Yuan. The command knife in Xiao Yuan's hand sank suddenly and was pressed against his chest.
"Ah -" Xiao Yuan yelled with all his strength, using up all his strength, he commanded the knife to bounce back, and the knife that was close to He Jian slid towards his neck. It seemed that he was planning to turn defeat into victory.
He Jian's body suddenly leaned back, dodging Xiao Yuan's command sword, his legs clamped tightly on the belly of the war horse, and the war horse rushed forward like an arrow.
The two of them passed each other.
At the moment when the two people were on the wrong side, He Jian, who was lying on the horse, resounded with his long sword, and grazed Xiao Yuan's neck like lightning, then his body bounced up, and the horse chased after the man who had almost fled to the mountain pass.
Kageaki Mukai.
Xiao Yuan took two steps forward and stabbed downward with the knife in his hand. Then he held the handle of the knife with both hands. He stood there motionless with his eyes wide open. As a gust of wind blew by, his head changed from He Jianzhang just now.
The place where the knife had been cut fell down, and a fountain of blood shot up more than two meters high.
After shaking for a while, the headless body finally fell to the ground.
The cavalrymen who followed He Jian didn't even look at Xiaoyuan who was lying on the ground. Instead, they rushed past him and chased their column leader.
At this time, He Jian had almost caught up with Mukai Kageaki. The distance between the two was less than fifty meters, and there were only three Japanese soldiers left protecting Mukai Kageaki.
Kageaki Mukai lost one of his leather boots as he stumbled towards the mountain pass. Now he was barefoot, his military uniform was askew, and his belt hung loosely on his hips. He looked embarrassed and anxious. He faced backwards as he ran.
Looking around, he found that the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer.
His heart was filled with despair, and he simply stopped, then pulled out his command knife, seemingly intending to make a death struggle.
"Looking for death, if I can't take you down, my nickname as King of Hell will be in vain." He Jian sneered, and the weird red long knife in his hand was dragged diagonally by his side. There was no blood on it.
He Jian, a famous horse bandit in western Liaoning, nicknamed He Yan Wang, always came and went like the wind, and his whereabouts were unpredictable. Huang Xiansheng, the captain of the Public Security Cavalry Brigade of the Northeast Army, led his troops to encircle and suppress him dozens of times, but he could not do anything to this He Yan Wang.
That's it. It can be said that he has a fierce reputation.
I really didn't expect that He Jian was actually recruited by Luo Xiaohe and served as the captain of the Longyi Cavalry Brigade and the captain of the first column. His subordinates became the cavalry of the Cavalry Brigade.
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, He Jian raised the long sword in his hand, and it seemed that Mukai Jingming was destined to die.
——Bang——A gunshot rang out in the mountain pass, this time it was aimed at He Jian and the others, and a cavalryman fell off his horse.
He Jian was stunned, hurriedly slowed down and looked up.
Small black dots appeared in the mountain pass, getting closer and bigger, and soon they could be seen to be Japanese soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms, and the one at the front turned out to be a cavalry unit.
They were the ones who fired the gun just now.
The Japanese reinforcements arrived at this moment.