Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2374 The obsession of the Wugan tribe!

On the vast Mongolian grassland, the setting sun poured down like molten gold, dyeing the sky a brilliant orange-red.

At this time, the Wugan tribe welcomed the most grand welcome dinner of the year. The whole tribe was immersed in joy and happiness, and an unprecedented bonfire dinner was slowly beginning.

On the grassland, thousands of white yurts are arranged in an orderly manner, like stars inlaid on a green velvet carpet.

The smoke from the cooking stove rises up, interweaving with the outline of the distant mountains to form a moving picture.

The air is filled with the aroma of mutton, the sweetness of milk tea and the freshness of various wild vegetables on the grassland, making people salivate.

The banquet officially began with the sound of passionate horse-head fiddle and melodious Mongolian long songs.

The variety of delicious food is dazzling.

The whole roasted lamb, with its golden and crispy skin and juicy meat inside, was the highlight of the banquet.

The steaming mutton hotpot bubbling and fragrant, attracting the taste buds of every guest.

There is also the fragrant kumis, which is passed on friendship and blessings one cup after another. People eat and chat, with laughter and joy one after another, and the whole grassland seems to be immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

As night fell, the bonfire burned brighter and brighter, lighting up everyone's face. Men, women, young and old in the tribe held hands and danced the cheerful Andai dance around the bonfire.

In the light of the fire, everyone's face was filled with smiles of happiness and satisfaction. At this moment, all worries and sorrows disappeared.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, several sentinels of the Wugan tribe were galloping hurriedly from the border area of ​​the Wugan territory.

Behind them were dozens of Japanese war horses chasing them closely.

The sentinels of the Wugan tribe discovered the traces of the Japanese, but at the same time, the Japanese also discovered them.

The Japanese cavalry attacked quickly, trying to stop them and not giving the Wugan tribe sentries a chance to go back and report.

The Japanese officer had a big appetite. This time, he not only wanted to instigate the relationship between the Mongolian tribe and the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, but also wanted to severely damage the Wugan tribe.

The Wugan tribe is the biggest obstacle to Japan's continued westward advance, so if the Wugan tribe can be severely damaged, the Japanese officers will definitely receive a lot of rewards.

So after discovering the sentinels of the Wugan tribe, the Japanese commander immediately ordered the cavalry to attack and intercept these sentinels.

The sentinels of the Wugan tribe were excellent riders, trying to get rid of the criminals behind them.

However, the Japanese cavalry had also received professional training. They cooperated well and used their numerical advantage to gradually narrow the distance between them and the Wugan sentries.

A tense atmosphere permeated the air, as if every hit of the horse's hooves was like a warning bell of fate.

Suddenly, a Wugan sentry lost his balance due to long running and excessive tension, rolled off his horse and fell heavily to the ground. His horse continued to run forward due to inertia, leaving him alone, rolling in the dust.

After struggling to get up, the sentry of the Wugan tribe limped towards the direction where the grassland was most lush. He wanted to hide himself with the help of the waist-high wormwood.

  But how could the cunning devils let him go?

Several Japanese cavalrymen rushed out of the team and headed straight for the fallen Wu Gan sentry.

The warhorse hit the sentry hard from behind, knocking the sentry away with blood spitting out of his mouth.

But the crazy Japanese soldiers still did not stop. They rode their horses and stepped on the Wugan sentry more than ten times before they rode away.

The rest of the Wugan sentinels witnessed this scene, feeling grief and indignation in their hearts, but they knew that any pause at this moment would mean the destruction of the entire army.

So they gritted their teeth and ran forward even harder, trying to buy more time for the tribe to prepare.

However, at this moment, the Japs lost their patience and opened fire.

A sentry from the Wugan tribe who was running at the back was shot and fell off his horse, leaning forward.

The Japanese cavalry followed one after another, and at this time, no matter whether the sentry who was shot was alive or dead, he was definitely dead.

The iron hooves of the war horses trampled on his body, and there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

The Wugan tribe sentries in front were extremely anxious, but they kept dying tragically at the hands of the Japanese. Finally, when night fell and the grassland was completely dark, a seriously injured Wugan tribe sentry managed to escape.

With his tenacious will, he used up his last bit of strength to grab the reins, squeezed the horse's belly, and galloped towards the tribe.

His back looked so lonely in the night, and every step he took when he sat down seemed like a fight with death.

His vision went dark several times and he almost fell asleep.

But he bit his lip and woke himself up with pain.

Because he knew that his mission was not yet completed, and if he could not pass on the news that the Japanese had crossed the border, the tribe would be in for a heavy blow.

His beautiful wife would be killed by the enemy's artillery fire, and his elderly parents would die tragically under the Japanese's iron hoofs due to exhaustion.

And his relatives and friends would also be enslaved by the Japanese.

As a Mongolian warrior, he could die, but he didn't want this to happen to his tribe.

He bit his lips several times, held his breath, and galloped for more than 50 kilometers. Finally, under the blessing of the moonlight, he returned to the Wugan tribe.

The moment he saw the tribe, the seriously injured sentry of the Wugan tribe could no longer hold the reins and fell heavily to the ground.

A mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, and the fall made his eyes go black again.

Death was approaching, and the sentinel could no longer open his eyes.

He roared in anger, because he was just one step away from passing the message and he couldn't die yet.

However, at this moment, the guards outside the Wugan tribe discovered him and rushed over in a hurry.

But seeing the sentry covered in blood, a guard asked nervously: "Anda, what's wrong, Anda?"

The sentry's body trembled slightly due to the severe pain. He tried hard to open his eyes, but he no longer had the strength.

He said weakly: "Japanese, come, come, take me to see the leader."

Several guards barely understood what the sentinel said, and they quickly stepped forward and gently lifted up the seriously injured hero. They carried him to Wu Gan amid the celebrating crowd of the tribe.

When the sentry was gently placed in front of Wu Gan, time seemed to have stopped in the entire tent.

The sentry was covered in blood and his vital signs were completely gone.

Wu Gan stepped forward and couldn't even feel the other person's pulse.

But the sentry kept mumbling: "Japanese, Japanese, coming, lots of them, lots of them."

"What did you say? I'm Wugan! Can you hear me?"

Because the sound was too faint, Wu Gan couldn't hear it at all, and Duanwu, Ma Ping'an and others around him couldn't hear it either.

Wu Gan asked loudly, his voice like thunder.

That was anger, because every citizen of the Wugan tribe was his Wugan brother.

It is precisely because of this friendship that the Wugan tribe has the most powerful cavalry on the grassland.

At this moment, perhaps the seriously injured sentry heard Wu Gan's voice, or perhaps his life was about to burn out, he suddenly sat up with his eyes wide open, and shouted loudly: "The Japanese are coming, there are so many people, Chief Wu Gan,"

The sentry's words ended here, and his body fell down with a bang.

His body was already cold, because he had died a long time ago. But the obsession in his heart had always supported him to come to Wu Gan.

At this time, Wugan leader saw it and the message was passed on. So the obsession in his heart was gone, so he left with peace of mind!