Anti-Japanese heroic righteousness

The soldiers began to clean up the battlefield. Although they were not interested in the weapons of the devils, they loved their Oriental horses. Most of the Japanese war horses were Mongolian horses. Compared with the Japanese army’s Oriental horses, Mongolian horses In fact, the disadvantages are obvious, such as small size, poor load, slow speed, and low explosive power. The only saving grace is long-lasting endurance, so it is reasonable for soldiers to favor Dongyang horses.

Li Shuiqing also rushed forward with the medical staff to treat the wound with the cavalry soldiers.

Zhuang Yingying continued to pass through the crowd, stretching her snow-white jade neck to look around, and finally saw Jiang Haoran standing on the riverbank, looking at herself with a half-smile, and shouted, Ruyan ran towards Jiang Haoran like returning to her nest Come on, Jiang Haoran quickly opened his arms, firmly embraced the rushing Zhuang Yingying, and made a 360-degree rotation, which made Zhuang Yingying giggle with joy.

Jiang Haoran pressed his sweaty face against Zhuang Yingying's pink face and pecked hard, then said casually, "Honey, you miss me so much!"

Zhuang Yingying blushed, wiped the place Jiang Haoran kissed with her hands, and scolded coquettishly: "You're so glib, it stinks!" But it could be seen from her expression that she didn't know how much it would benefit her.

Without waiting for Jiang Haoran to say anything more, two bearded men walked out of the chaotic crowd and stood at attention to salute Jiang Haoran.

"Report to the commander of the cavalry regiment, Chaganbala, and the deputy commander, Halbala, to report, please give instructions!"

Jiang Haoran wiped his hand on his forehead as a return of greetings, but his face was full of smiles. Chaganbala was exactly the unusually brave bearded man he had seen on the battlefield, with a medium build and a strong body. , with a dark face but sharp eyes.And Halbala was the one who led the team to outflank the enemy. Although he also had a beard and a black face, he was obviously taller than Chaganbala, with two big hands like cattail fans, obviously of strength.

"Okay, it's not in vain that Liu He can lead the cavalry to this state in half a year, but who is the regiment leader?" Jiang Haoran said.

"Report to the army commander, I am the commander of the cavalry regiment!" Chaganbala stepped forward.

"You still know that you are the head of the regiment, so whose orders do your people obey?"

Chaganbala glanced at Zhuang Yingying, and obviously understood that Jiang Haoran blamed him for completely obeying Zhuang Yingying's orders. It's no wonder that both of them were rescued by Zhuang Yingying from the death line of starvation, and they have been with Zhuang Yingying for two years Although Zhuang Yingying is a "witch" in the eyes of outsiders, she is really not so good to them servants. In their hearts, it is not only the grace of saving lives but also the grace of knowing each other. Mongolians always pay attention to feelings. Bypass this hurdle.

Chagambala rolled his eyes, and immediately replied: "Of course we all obey the commander's orders!"

"Hehe, you big and big three rough, you can turn your brains pretty fast even if you don't see it!" Jiang Haoran was very happy. He didn't intend to hold them accountable, and it was even more impossible now, so he immediately asked them if they had any questions. Difficult, although today's battle was fought well, but the number of people has an absolute advantage, and a batch of AK47 is equipped, and the casualty ratio is still one to one with the devils, which makes it difficult for Jiang Haoran to accept.

Chaganbala took out a large knife from his waist and handed it to Jiang Haoran. Jiang Haoran took it and chopped two in the air. After examining it carefully, he saw that the gleaming blade was half as wide as the devil's saber. The tip of the knife is sharp and upturned, drawing a smooth arc, and there is a delicate leopard head behind the copper handle, but the blade is like a hacksaw, full of cracks and curls.Jiang Haoran frowned and said, "You mean this knife is not good?"

Chaganbala immediately opened up the chatter box. The advantage of the Japanese army’s horses is obvious. The Japanese army’s "three-two-style" cavalry saber has a straighter blade than traditional Japanese swords. The "guard boxing" and "finger hanging" are both Western-style and steel Excellent, sharp, sturdy and durable. On the other hand, our leopard-headed saber, although it is specially designed for the cavalry sword of the Japanese army, but the material is much worse. There is no trace of the Japanese army's sword when the two swords intersect, but our sword has become a steel knife. Saw, and even the phenomenon of being cut directly.The sabers of the Japanese cavalry are mainly "stabs", but we value "slashing" more, so our sabers are a kilogram heavier than the Japanese army, and we suffer a lot in terms of sensitivity. If we can't kill the enemy in one fell swoop , it is easy to be quickly reacted by the enemy and be retaliated by it.In terms of tactics and quality, we will not be much worse than the enemy, but the problem with this knife is not the same.

Jiang Haoran pursed his lips, and then said: "This problem is easy to solve. After you go back, you can go directly to the beam worker in the arsenal and ask him to find a solution for you. Isn't it just a knife? Now that I have German steel technology, I'm afraid Can’t produce good knives? That’s enough, order the troops to clean up the battlefield and retreat to the village to rest!”

"Yes!" The two turned around and left with a snap, smiles on their faces.

When Jiang Haoran turned around, he didn't see Zhuang Yingying. After searching the crowd for a long time, he found that she had already been entwined with Leng Rushuang, whispering to each other. Jiang Haoran couldn't help being amused. Fortunately, I am better than myself.

After a few strides, Zhuang Yingying, who was chattering just now, immediately stopped talking, looking at Jiang Haoran with wide eyes, as if she was about to eat him.

It was only then that Jiang Haoran realized that the Mei sisters were also nearby, as if they were comforting the crying Mei Jiang, only possible that the matter between himself and the Mei sisters was also "betrayed" by Leng Rushuang, otherwise it would be really hard to explain what he had. Things can make her so.

Jiang Haoran didn't seem to see Zhuang Yingying's expression, and said with a playful smile: "Tsk tsk, I just found out today that my wife's eyes are so beautiful, as big as a horse's eyes, and I don't know how they grow?"

"You?????? Is there anyone who compliments you like this? Who has eyes like a horse?" Zhuang Yingying immediately refuted him, but forgot that she was still angry. Women are like this, and all topics related to beauty always make people feel angry. What did they forget?

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Jiang Haoran directly skipped this question, and pouted at the sisters and brothers of the Mei family: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Leng Rushuang said: "Mei Jiang was worried that he would be beaten by the patriarch if he lost his cattle and sheep, and he was sad. If he said that the patriarch is really not a joke, he swallowed Mei's father's pension and wrote back to the sisters of the Mei family saying that they My younger brother and grandfather died a long time ago, otherwise they wouldn't have been separated for more than ten years and only met today!"

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"That's right, if you ask me, Mr. Mei might have been killed by the patriarch's greed for money. Such a person should be whipped to death!" Zhuang Yingying raised the whip in her hand and said bitterly, Obviously already aware of the misfortune of the Mei family siblings, there is a kind of chivalrous demeanor in every gesture.

"What else is there? Let's go and have a look!" Jiang Haoran said.