Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 876: Yamashita Fengwen's Great Son

"The devils are coming, they are cavalry!"

Upon realizing the enemy 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 two sides encountered each other in Shangqiu were their respective cavalry. Compared with trucks with two legs and four wheels, war horses are undoubtedly better able to adapt to various terrains.

Therefore, even in the mechanized European battlefield, cavalry was not eliminated, but played a significant role in local battles.

On the Eighth Route Army side was the Cavalry Regiment of the Hebei-Shandong-Henan Column. The Cavalry Regiment Commander Sun Desheng and the Political Commissar Qin Fuwen each led a cavalry unit to provide support and reconnaissance in the northeast and southeast directions of the suburbs of Shangqiu.

However, the enemy and our cavalry were too scattered at this time, which caused the scene to fall into an eerie calm, and neither side dared to act rashly.

The horses ridden by the soldiers seemed to sense the solemn atmosphere and they neighed constantly, digging the soil with their hooves and making charging movements.

One of the soldiers asked, "What do you mean, little devil?"

"Hey, we are waiting for someone, and the Japanese are waiting for someone too. This group of Japanese must have underestimated the enemy and rushed in recklessly, and ended up running into us!"

After all, they had the home advantage. Within two minutes, the squad leader heard familiar whistles coming from all around and knew that reinforcements had arrived.

"Go ahead and bite them!"

The Eighth Route Army had only 11 people, while the Japanese army on the opposite side had about 20 people. Although they were temporarily at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they showed an indomitable and resolute momentum.

Seeing this, the Japanese soldiers knew they had met a tough guy and did not dare to turn around and run away. If they exposed their backs, they would only become sitting ducks.

The distance between the two sides was less than fifty meters, and the war horses could collide in a few breaths. At this time, the only choice was to use sabers as offensive weapons.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft"

"what"

The sound of sabers penetrating flesh and blood and screams were heard one after another. After a round of fighting, both sides suffered injuries. The cavalry duel depends not only on the explosive power of the warhorse, but also on the reaction and coordination of the soldiers.

The warhorse was breathing heavily, and the squad leader's right hand holding the saber was shaking uncontrollably, leaving a fresh knife mark on the leather armor on his back.

In the previous confrontation, although he killed a Japanese cavalryman, after the two sides passed each other's horses, he was also stabbed by another Japanese cavalryman.

Fortunately, the Japanese soldier attacked from behind, and the force was much weaker than attacking from the front. In addition, the leather armor protected him, so no wounds were left. However, the pain in his back was like being hit by a club, and he could not lie.

The situation on the Japanese side was even worse. Their horses clearly lacked explosive power when charging, and they were hesitant and restrained.

One of the elderly sergeants said in a deep voice: "Commander Yamashita, I'm afraid we have been surrounded by the Chinese cavalry."

"After the next charge, I will lead my men to stay behind to hold back the enemy. Please be sure to go back and report the situation to your superiors!"

"please!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the rest of the Japanese cavalry also turned their attention to Yamashita Tomita. They were cavalry from the Tank Training Brigade, and it was not their turn to come for reconnaissance.

However, in order to gain military merit, Yamashita Tomita secretly led his Japanese troops away from the main force and even crossed the reconnaissance range of the 57th Division Search Regiment, which led to the current situation. It is likely that they will not be able to wait for the arrival of reinforcements.

Yamashita Tomita's face turned red, not because he had exerted too much force in the previous fight, but because he felt humiliated.

"Bakayaro, I'm a soldier of the Empire of Japan and a member of the Yamashita family. I will never bring shame to the family!" The Japanese soldiers were greatly encouraged. They didn't expect that Yamashita Tomita actually held the idea of ​​living and dying together.

The Eighth Route Army had no plans to continue the attack. Although they were small in number, they had blocked the Japanese army's retreat and there was no need for them to fight to the death with the Japanese army.

At this moment, a deafening sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the rear of the Japanese army. A large group of cavalry took advantage of the situation and surrounded Yamashita Tomita and others in a blink of an eye.

"Heh, where did this devil come from? He actually ran here!"

Cavalry soldiers came and went like the wind, and it was difficult to capture prisoners. It was rare to make a group of devils into dumplings. Sun Desheng shouted loudly: "Remember to capture a few tongues!"

The warhorses paced slowly and narrowed the encirclement, reducing the charge space for more than 20 Japanese soldiers. The warhorse under Yamashita Tomita's snorted nervously.

Under this powerful feeling 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 were even tied around the neck by ropes. The soldiers deliberately dragged the bodies of the Japanese soldiers and turned them around. No matter how they struggled, the ropes became tighter and tighter.

"Good, good job!" The surrounding soldiers cheered loudly.

Sun Desheng did not stop them. The political commissar was not there anyway. The place under their feet was where the cavalry regiment was resting. It was the first time that the Japanese army had come here. The few people they sent were just a gift.

When Yamashita Tomita recovered from his panic, he realized that there was no soldier around him at all. The sergeant who had advised him many times before was trampled beyond recognition by the warhorse.

Looking at the slowly approaching Eighth Route Army cavalry, Yamashita Tomita did something that no one expected. He threw his ancestral sword to the ground in full view of everyone.

He spoke in fluent Chinese: "I am willing to surrender. Please abide by the Geneva Convention, guarantee my personal safety and give me due treatment!"

This scene not only made the soldiers of the cavalry regiment look at each other in bewilderment, but also made the captured Japanese soldiers unable to believe it. They could not accept such a rapid change of Yamashita Tomita.

"Commander Yamashita, you can't do this!"

Some people, who had long been dissatisfied with Yamashita Tomita, started to curse: "Yamashita Tomita, you are a disgrace to the soldiers of the Empire of Japan, you are not worthy of being Commander Yamashita's son!"

"What do you know? There is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'He who works meticulously becomes a hero!'"

Yamashita Tomita was furious, but what made him even more worried was that these surviving men had exposed his identity, so he simply stopped hiding it.

"I am Yamashita Tomita, the son of Yamashita Tomoyuki, the commander of the Second Front Army of the Kwantung Army. Please ensure my safety!"

Yamashita Tomita spoke in Chinese and Japanese, which confused Sun Desheng, but he could see that the Japanese soldier was a bit weak.

"What is this little devil talking about?"

The Japanese-speaking clerk at the regiment repeated what Yamashita Tomita had said, and Sun Desheng was immediately surprised: "Wow, I didn't expect to catch such a big fish!"

"Notify the frontline troops to strengthen reconnaissance of the surrounding area. Perhaps the Japanese reinforcements are coming this way!"

Yamashita Tomita was very tactful and was willing to humble himself. He bent down, held his ancestral sword in both hands, and walked towards Sun Desheng step by step.

Several Japanese prisoners could not accept their commander's humiliating behavior, but their bodies were firmly restrained and they could only wail loudly and angrily.

(End of this chapter)