Chapter 50 Shopping for the Devil's Cavalry (Part 2)
"Prepare to charge!"
The captain of the Japanese cavalry screamed, and then hundreds of Japanese cavalry clamped their horses hard and rushed forward. The sabers in their hands were raised high, shaking in the sky, and they let out high-pitched shouts.
Used to intimidate the opponent's spirit.
The Japanese horse lowered its head, puffing white air from its nose, and passed through the knee-high crops like an arrow, leaving a trail of marks in the field, as if it were a high-speed ship traveling on the water.
Brothers Zhuge Zhou and Zhuge Feng stood side by side, one holding a big sword and the other carrying a big hammer. They stared coldly at the Japanese cavalry coming from the opposite side. Behind them were dozens of villagers holding hunting knives.
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On the hillside, Zheng Xiao was going crazy. His hand brought up an afterimage due to the high speed. He loaded the bullets into the barrel of the gun, and then turned into a reminder to send the Japanese cavalry to death.
In the blink of an eye, seventeen or eight Japs had fallen under Zheng Xiao's sniper rifle, but they still could not stop the Japs' cavalry from advancing.
An earth-yellow whirlwind swept over, and in the blink of an eye it collided with the gray rocks, stirring up thousands of blood-red waves.
The Japanese cavalry galloped, taking advantage of the horse's advantage with the saber in their hands, slashing down rapidly from top to bottom, knocking down the unresponsive ancient villagers on the ground to the ground, and then pounced on the next target.
The villagers waved hunting knives and faced them without fear. The hunting knives in their hands blocked, slashed, and hooked in various movements. Each of the Japanese soldiers rolled down from their horses with blood spattering, and were patched up by the villagers.
Take a few knives.
The battle between the two sides became intense as soon as it started. Both the Japanese cavalry and the villagers of the ancient village were red-eyed, waving their weapons and attacking each other desperately.
A villager turned his hunting knife and hit the front leg of the oncoming war horse. The war horse immediately fell to the ground. The Japanese cavalry on the horse was thrown off as soon as he raised his saber. He couldn't even get up from the ground.
Then he was stabbed a few times by the villagers and fell to the ground again.
A Japanese cavalryman raised his horse and knocked away the villagers on the opposite side. Then he followed closely behind him and swung his saber. There was a bloody mark on the villagers' necks, and their bodies fell on the low ground.
A villager dragged a Japanese cavalryman off his horse, rolled and fought him on the ground, and finally killed him with a hunting knife. However, his head was chopped off by Japanese soldiers who rushed up from behind, and his headless body was stunned.
After standing for a long time, he fell down.
Fighting filled the entire depression, with waving sabers and hunting knives everywhere, almost crazy shouts and scuffles, and splashes of blood and a sickening sweet smell everywhere.
The peaceful and quiet depression in the past has turned into a hell of Shura and a slaughterhouse in the world, making the moon in the sky a little unbearable to look at.
"--puff--!"
A human head was suddenly cut off by a saber. The head with half of the neck rose up from the ground and flew into the distance. There was still confusion and a hint of horror on the face. The headless corpse sprayed two meters from the neck cavity.
The bloody fountain was so high that it stopped after a while.
The captain of the Japanese cavalry retracted his saber, and the horse rushed forward as far as he could before turning the horse around.
The war horse stopped, and he wiped the blood on his saber with a piece of the dead villager's clothes, then threw it on the ground, and raised his head to look at the battlefield where the fighting was still going on.
At a glance, he saw Zhuge Zhou, the old village chief, wielding a machete and knocking a cavalryman off his horse. Something called fighting spirit rose in his eyes.
This man was worthy of being his opponent. This was the first feeling of the captain of the Japanese cavalry. He abandoned the villagers who were much easier to deal with and urged his horse to rush towards the old village chief.
The old village chief slashed a Jaap off his horse with a big sword. Then he came back to his senses with the big sword and also stared at the Japanese cavalry captain. He intuitively discovered that this was a very dangerous opponent.
No longer caring about other opponents, the two of them focused all their attention on each other, and then rushed forward at the same time, seemingly preparing for a one-on-one duel.
The two people rushed towards each other, the distance quickly narrowed, and finally they rushed together.
The captain of the Japanese cavalry raised his saber high and slashed it at the old village chief Zhuge Zhou, intending to split his head open with one blow; but the old village chief moved a little faster than him and brought the machete across first.
Push towards the opponent's horse's leg.
The front legs of the war horse broke with a snap, and then the Japanese cavalry captain fell off the war horse and fell to the ground. The sword that he slashed out almost grazed the old village chief's hair, bringing down several gray hairs.
Hair comes.
The old village chief was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly jumped to the side to avoid the fallen horse, then turned his machete towards the Japanese cavalry captain who fell to the ground and chopped it off hard.
After falling to the ground, the Japanese cavalry captain raised his head and saw the sharp machete falling on his head in the cold wind. He was so frightened that he rolled over on the spot while holding his head.
Get out as far as you can.
The old village chief's sword hit the empty space, and the sword penetrated half a foot into the soil. He quickly pulled out the sword and rushed towards the Japanese cavalry captain again.
At this time, the captain of the Japanese cavalry also got up from the ground. He raised his saber and faced him. The two of them fought together with swords and guns.
Yaomei stepped aside, holding the Zhuge crossbow flat in her hand. There were five or six crossbow arrows in it. Every time she shot out, a Japanese cavalryman would fall.
By now, Zhuge Yaomei has recovered from the initial panic. Seeing so many familiar faces who loved and cared for her fall under the knife of the Japanese, she was furious.
Biting his lips, Zhuge's crossbow shot through a Japs cavalryman who was raising his sword to kill a villager. Zhuge Yaomei suddenly found two Japs cavalry rushing towards her on horseback.
Seeing their ferocious twisted faces and the sabers dripping with blood in their hands, Zhuge Yaomei panicked for no reason. She hurriedly raised the Zhuge Crossbow and pulled the trigger. Yaomei was still very good at her own arrow skills.
If you are confident, you can shoot a running rabbit from 70 meters away and it will be a sure hit.
As she pressed her fingers, Zhuge's crossbow made a soft clicking sound, but no arrows were fired. It turned out that she had been focusing on shooting just now, and she was so nervous that she forgot that the crossbow box was empty.
Without the crossbow arrows, and the Japanese also rushed forward, Zhuge Yaomei felt that her mind went blank. Even when the opponent had already rushed forward, she still stupidly lowered her head to replace the crossbow box. She forgot that the short blade on her waist was not
Used for decoration.
The Japanese cavalry were very fast and arrived in the blink of an eye. They raised their two sharp sabers high, then suddenly dropped them and went straight to Zhuge Yaomei's snow-white neck.