Rise From Eight Hundred

The horrific hand-to-hand combat lasted for ten minutes.

Until the last Chinese soldier who could move fell.

In the wilderness illuminated by the moonlight, there were still Japanese infantrymen standing, and no Chinese soldiers stood upright.

Those who remained on the battlefield could naturally taste the fruits of victory.

But there was no winner.

The twenty or thirty Japanese soldiers who could still stand on the battlefield did not have the slightest joy of victory, and they did not even have the mind to slaughter the seriously wounded soldiers on stretchers who had no resistance.

It was not because they paid a price that they themselves could not accept to kill their opponents, including the Aso squadron leader who made a bold statement, who did not know that the body was lying in that corner and getting cold.

Instead, they heard a strange sound.

The sound was not loud, but very muffled!

But their intuition gave them a reminder that their hair stood on end.

"The enemy is approaching, prepare to meet the enemy!" A Japanese squad leader suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted in fear after looking at the dark night for more than ten seconds.

The muffled sound suddenly increased.

It was like the thunder that was far away in the sky, and it was close at hand in an instant.

Without caring about slaughtering the opponent or looking for colleagues who were still struggling in the pool of blood, more than 30 Japanese soldiers gathered from the battlefield and faced the direction of the continuous explosion of "thunder" and raised their rifles.

The last flare was thrown forward by the grenade launcher.

The eyes of the Japanese infantrymen froze, and their bodies were collectively stiff.

In the vast field 200 meters in front of them, there were countless cavalrymen lined up, a large black mass, at least hundreds.

It was like they had drilled out of hell.

The more than 100 cavalrymen in the lead had begun to speed up.

As for which side the cavalry was on, the dark gray color that almost blended into the darkness, there was no need to say more!

"Baga!" I don't know how many Japanese infantrymen saw this scene in front of them, and this catchphrase to express their anger emerged in their hearts in despair.

There were many people who cursed the bastard who ordered the flare to be fired. If it weren't for the light of the flare, the Chinese cavalry wouldn't have rushed at full speed in the middle of the night! It was just to light the way for the charge.

"Retreat!" The Japanese squad leader, who had just experienced an exhausting and bloody battle, was so angry that he turned around and ran away.

Using a rifle against cavalry, especially at such a close distance, is a complete act of seeking death. Escape to the darkness, relying on the vast terrain, no matter how slim the chance of survival is, at least there is an extra word "life". Staying here means only death.

This is the difference between bravery and courage.

Bravery is more about showing strength, while courage involves sacrifice.

The brave Chinese soldiers used sacrifice to drag the Japanese army, which had the advantage, into the abyss.

The Japanese infantry, who had enough bravery, chose to become a stray dog ​​when more than a hundred Chinese cavalry rushed over like a tidal wave.

But they obviously forgot that the ten-minute hard battle had already consumed a lot of physical strength, not to mention that two legs could not outrun four legs.

Besides! The moon seemed to be shocked by the tragic scene on the ground, and the moonlight was like water.

The khaki color was nowhere to be found under the guidance of the moonlight. Three consecutive flares were fired into the sky, and the Japanese infantry who were trying to escape with their short legs were shrouded in despair.

If I had known this earlier, I might as well fight to the death like the Chinese.

Unfortunately, it was too late to think about it.

Since the frightened Japanese squad leader issued the "retreat" order, the Japanese troops who fled to the wilderness were like a group of antelopes frightened by a tiger, with no fighting spirit and no long legs.

"Control the speed of the horse, slow down, pay attention to your feet, there are our people." Gong Shaoxun raised his saber, his eyes were full of anger, but he gave the order calmly.

Five minutes ago, a scout cavalryman at the front returned at high speed and announced that there was a small battlefield ahead, with dozens of people participating in the battle, mostly Japanese troops, and most of the people on the ground were their own people.

But there was only one scout cavalryman, and participating in the battle was also a delivery, so he could only return to report first.

The whole army immediately accelerated again.

But after arriving near the battlefield, the sound had become extremely small. Everyone knew that the small unit belonging to them should be finished.

The only thing they could do was to kill these Japanese and let them die for their comrades.

Although the light was good, the cavalry did not run at full speed. The Japanese infantry's scattered escape made them avoid the center of the battlefield, where many painful dark grays were lying.

Nearly a hundred cavalry dispersed, chasing and killing Japanese infantry in groups of three.

No one was left alive, this was the military order issued by Gong Shaoxun before launching the charge.

There were also dozens of cavalrymen who slowed down their horses and rushed to the battlefield.

Since the death of the veteran squad leader, Lu Sanjiang usually charged in front, but this time it was the first time that he did not go into battle to kill the enemy, but chose to go to the battlefield.

It was not because he did not want to chop off the Japanese's head, but because of the little scholar sergeant behind him.

Yes, Lu Sanjiang's horse was not only him, but also Gu Xishui.

This was also the first time that Lu Sanjiang allowed someone to ride on his beloved warhorse with him. The horse feed of the chestnut warhorse was already very poor. In addition to carrying him, it also had to carry some military supplies. How could he bear to let it carry more than 100 kilograms of weight.

But he couldn't refuse the scholar sergeant's gaze, especially when the cavalry reported that there seemed to be a red cross on the battlefield.

The moment the surrounding cavalry heard the "red cross", they almost subconsciously didn't look at the scholar sergeant's eyes.

Because they were afraid of seeing his sadness.

His beloved girl is on that battlefield!

That possibility is already over ninety percent.

They are all veterans with combat experience. They know that at the most urgent moment on the battlefield, the commander will often let some people take the medical team and the wounded to evacuate first.

That small force was most likely the soldiers who were ordered to retreat.

Gu Xishui's eyes were not as gray as Lu Sanjiang imagined. Instead, they were as calm as a deep pool with no bottom, faintly emotionless.

Even if Lu Sanjiang wanted to persuade him, he didn't know where to start.

It was not until he was approaching the battlefield that Gu Xishui, who had been silent, spoke up: "Squad Leader Lu, I beg you one thing, take me there!"

Lu Sanjiang could only agree.

This infantry supporting the two guard battalions is composed of the Fourth Line Battalion, the first guard battalion and three cavalry battalions. The supreme commander is Major Lei Xiong, and the deputy commander is Major Gong Shaoxun. Major Lei Xiong ordered the cavalry to participate in this battle. , all the remaining infantrymen dismounted, packed up their equipment, and ran towards the blocking battlefield where the sound of gunfire and artillery could be clearly heard.

After the cavalry eliminated the Japanese troops, two squads were left to take care of the war horses and pack horses, while the rest also entered the battlefield on foot.

They were not going to launch a counterattack, but were adding troops to help the two guard battalions hold the defense line, waiting for Tang Dao to lead the main force to arrive.

At that time, whether to continue a head-on confrontation with the 36th Infantry Brigade, or to defeat them and then run away, depends on the battle situation further away on the Jiashan defense line with the main force of the three infantry divisions.

Not to mention Lei Xiong, Gong Shaoxun, including Tang Dao, and even the two major officers on the front line, one dead and one injured, did not know that they had actually beaten the 36th Infantry Brigade, which had advanced here lightly, to half a disability.

The first wave of head-on attacks cost the Japanese army a heavy price of four infantry squadrons.

The combination of Ushijima Mitsuru who was eager to reduce his responsibilities and the ego of "the strongest division on the face of the earth" resulted in the most brutal charge in the history of the 6th Division. It also cost the 36th Infantry Brigade a quarter of its troops. combat effectiveness.

The other quarter was consumed in the offensive and defensive battle of 'Guling'.

At this time, the 36th Infantry Brigade, despite having two complete infantry regiments and more than 5,000 people from all branches of cavalry, artillery, and transport, was actually about the same combat effectiveness as an infantry regiment.

The current advance group is fully qualified to use the trenches to compete with them.

That also means that starting from this night, the Sixth Division, the most trustworthy core combat force of the Japanese Tenth Army, which was transferred all the way from North China and landed at sea, is actually nothing but an illusion.

It’s hard to believe that the current combat effectiveness of the 114th Division is stronger than them.

The commander does what the commander does, and the soldiers only need to carry out the orders. After asking Lei Xiong for approval, Gu Xishui got on Lu Sanjiang's horse and accompanied the cavalry into the battlefield where corpses were everywhere.

They are all lying down.

Gu Xishui walked into the battlefield calmly, only his slightly trembling back gave him away.

The sergeant who has experienced several battlefields is not as calm as he currently appears.

"Look for me, look for someone alive! There must be someone alive." While Lu Sanjiang shouted loudly for the cavalry to save people, he looked pitifully at the discovery of the body of a medical soldier who could no longer keep calm and turned like a madman among the corpses. The scholar sergeant.

The medical team and his sister were all on this battlefield.