Rise From Eight Hundred

Lv Sanjiang had actually fallen asleep.

He was even snoring.

But the old soldier who was also curled up in the bushes five meters away and had his arm slung with a bandage did not wake him up.

The old soldier who was in the wild for several days and couldn't sleep due to the pain of the wound felt extremely tired, not to mention a young man who had just been in the army for three years, even though he had gradually grown into a qualified cavalryman.

The young cavalryman must be qualified.

Because the brothers who stood in front of him to shield them from the wind and rain were constantly consumed in the war, just like the last duel with the Japanese cavalry, most of the dead were veterans.

They knew that as long as they dodge, the ones who were cut open by the sharp sabers of the Japanese army would be the new recruits following closely behind them, so they could not hide, either to exchange their lives for lives, or to use their bodies as shields for their younger brothers.

The growth of cavalry is more cruel than that of infantry, one batch dies in battle, and another grows up.

There are very few veterans who can survive to the end.

But this is also the pride of the cavalry.

The veteran's left elbow was chopped off in the last round of cavalry battle. According to the rules, those with limb disability can be classified as seriously injured and do not need to go on missions, but he still worried about his little brother and insisted on hanging his arm to accompany him into the battlefield for reconnaissance.

Lv Sanjiang is not only his comrade-in-arms, but also a fellow villager of his village. It was he who patted his chest and took Lv Sanjiang away from his parents, telling them that he would definitely bring back a little brother who would stand out.

Maybe he can no longer shoot and fight with his little brother, but his experience can undoubtedly give more help to the new cavalry sergeant. In addition, the cavalry company is short of manpower due to the days of fighting, so he, a seriously injured soldier who should have been hiding to recuperate, also entered the battlefield.

The endless pain constantly tortured people's nerves, but it also became the best stimulus to resist sleepiness. The veteran actually slept less than 3 hours in two days and nights.

The sound of horse hooves like thunder came from the main road. There is an enemy!

However, the veteran knew that Lv Sanjiang had woken up without shouting.

His snoring disappeared.

The old soldier's mouth was grinning, very relieved.

He knew that his little brother had grown up faster than he had imagined. Even in the deepest sleep, even with him by his side, he did not lose enough vigilance.

This was good, which meant that he would soon be able to take charge of things on his own.

This also meant that he might not need his help in the future and could lead newer soldiers on missions.

However, for the old soldier, there was only relief, no loss.

"Brother! How could there be Japanese cavalry at this time?" Lv Sanjiang's voice came softly.

"I don't know!" The old soldier, biting a grass root instead of a cigarette, shook his head solemnly.

Before the Japanese Tenth Army arrived in Songjiang, in order to hinder their march, Songjiang City sent nearly a thousand people to destroy the main road from the Huangpu River to Songjiang City. The large pits dug by hand and the roadbed destroyed by explosives made it extremely difficult for purely mechanized troops to arrive through this main road.

The Japanese engineers spent a lot of time and failed to quickly repair this main road. Horseback riding and tricycles became the main means of transportation for the Japanese troops in the two places.

However, riding a horse and galloping on such a road at this time is definitely not a good choice. If you are not careful, you will lose your horse and fall half to death.

However, the cavalry team running along the main road has increased the speed of the horses to at least 50%.

The first few horses are using flashlights to illuminate the road ahead, obviously they are pathfinders, and the twenty or so horses behind are following closely in the dawn.

You don’t need to watch too closely to feel their eagerness.

However, this scale is neither a cavalry sequence that can be put into combat, nor a communication team of two or three horses.

The telescope borrowed from the company commander is hung on Lu Sanjiang’s neck, alerting the new cavalry sergeant who opened his eyes to learn to observe and judge by himself, and no longer rely on his brother for everything.

Since he saw the old soldier pay the price of breaking his arm to save him, Lu Sanjiang has become much more silent.

The old soldier knew his guilt, but he didn’t go to enlighten him. Pain and suffering are the process that must be experienced in growth.

Lu Sanjiang now is much better than the new recruits who used to ask the veterans about everything two or three days ago.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the horse team running in the distance is getting clearer and clearer.

"Brother! They seem to be escorting someone to the Songjiang front line." Lu Sanjiang's voice came.

"Well! Then we will evacuate after they pass. It will be bright soon. The Japanese cavalry may come at any time." The old soldier nodded.

"After guarding all night, there is no reconnaissance. I am not willing to go back like this!" Lu Sanjiang licked his lips, a little annoyed.

"No situation is better than having a situation!" The old soldier said while packing up his belongings with one arm.

"That's right!" Lu Sanjiang answered while unwillingly holding a telescope to look at the horse team that was approaching from far away and about to go from near to far.

In the horse team, a figure wearing white gloves, a command knife hanging on his waist and not wearing a helmet broke into his sight.

"Brother, there is a big official! At least a lieutenant!" Lu Sanjiang's eyes suddenly opened.

"So what? There are only two of us here, and there are more than 20 people there. Can you boil them or steam them?" The old soldier shook his head and answered unhappily. "Get ready to leave. Go back and report to the company commander. The Japanese army has no troops to mobilize tonight."

"Hey! If I have half the marksmanship of Deputy Director Tang, I might be able to kill him." Lv Sanjiang took out his musket and aimed at the distant cavalry. Even the cavalry was blurred in the crosshairs, not to mention the Japanese officer he was looking at in the telescope. He said with great regret.

"Bullshit, it's so far away, even if Deputy Director Tang comes, it won't work! When can you calm down a little bit, don't do these whimsical things!" The old soldier frowned and scolded his little brother.

This guy didn't calm down for two days, and he was almost back to the past, which made him quite dissatisfied.

"Why are you not calm down? I just said it, I didn't say I really want to fight." Lv Sanjiang, who was lying in the grass, stubbornly held the gun and continued to aim at the cavalry.

The long distance made him unable to see clearly in the crosshairs, so he subconsciously picked up the telescope with his left hand, looked at the figure of the Japanese officer still rising and falling on the horse's back, held the gun with one hand, and simulated in his mind how he could shoot one by one like Tang Dao.

It was really because the Tang Dao had left a deep impression on him in the cavalry duel that day.

The cavalry charged at each other, and the distance of three or four hundred meters was reached in an instant. What made people's muscles almost stiff and their minds blank was definitely not time, but the sound of horse hooves like continuous thunder, constantly warning you that if you don't raise your sword, you will be beheaded by your opponent.

Therefore, the cavalry often threw away their lances after firing a shot, holding up their sabers high, which could both deter the enemy and give themselves courage.

There was no one like the Tang Dao, who held the gun and emptied the five-round magazine, and the mentality was so strong that it was terrifying.

Perhaps he was too involved, the new sergeant didn't realize that his gun had already opened the safety, and with a slight hook of his finger, the lance was fired.

"Bang!" A shot was fired.

"You bastard, you are crazy!" The old soldier almost vomited blood.

This bastard, why is he still stubborn.

Lu Sanjiang was also stunned.

It was not because he pulled the trigger recklessly.

Instead, something incredible happened in the telescope.

A warhorse fell down in response.

The Japanese cavalry, which was speeding up, was in chaos in an instant.

He actually hit it?

It was more than a mile away!

Did God show his power?

"Brother, I think I hit it!" Lv Sanjiang replied weakly.

"I hit you! You will be in trouble if you lie about your military exploits." The old soldier who crawled over snatched Lv Sanjiang's telescope and looked into the distance.

The old soldier was also stunned.

The Japanese cavalry had stopped. Instead of searching and chasing deep into the wilderness as imagined, they all gathered together and looked quite flustered.

Obviously, Lv Sanjiang did not lie. He really hit a target.

This blind cat met a dead mouse. No one else has such luck.

"Let's go!" The old soldier shouted in a deep voice without bothering to check the results of the battle.

When the Japanese reacted later, the two men would not be able to escape. The Mongolian horses they were equipped with were far inferior to the Oriental horses in short-distance sprinting.

The two soldiers quietly climbed out of the bushes and reached the back of the hill, leading the horses with cotton cloth tied to their hooves and retreating deep into the woods.

If they had the chance to look back, they would be surprised to find that the Japanese cavalry had no intention of pursuing them.

There was wilderness on all sides, and they had no way to track the target.

More importantly, the target they were responsible for protecting, Major General Tanabe Moritake, fell off his horse and was seriously injured.