"Captain, the battle isn't over yet?"
After Wang Ye finished speaking, he swung his sword and knocked a Japanese cavalryman off his horse.
"Nonsense, the Black Island Squadron has become a piece of meat in my mouth, so their guns are of course my guns." Li Yunlong cursed and said, "Hurry up, find my guns and keep an eye on them."
“Yes!” Wang Ye agreed, and then shouted, “Wolf King!”
The wolf king under his crotch let out a long hiss, then swung his four hooves and galloped forward.
Watching Wang Ye riding away on his horse, Li Yunlong suddenly felt something moving behind him.
When he looked back hurriedly, he saw that a Japanese soldier who had just been knocked unconscious by the chili powder had woken up from his coma and was trying to attack him from behind with a bayonet.
When Li Yunlong was about to swing his sword, a sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, a flower of blood suddenly burst out on the right temple of this devil, and then he fell forward and fell to the ground without any movement.
Li Yunlong turned his head and looked to the left.
In the light of the fire, I could just see Zhao Gang squatting more than 20 meters away with a rifle in his hand.
"Old Zhao, you are really good." Li Yunlong laughed, "You are a good shooter. You can hit the target within 20 meters."
"Get lost." Zhao Gang's face immediately fell, and he said angrily, "If you have the time to punish me here, chop off the heads of these two devils."
"Haha, well said."
After saying this, Li Yunlong waved his machete and rushed towards a Japanese soldier.
At the same time, he said to the guard Xiao Zhang: "Xiao Zhang, don't worry about me, protect the political commissar."
"Yes!" Xiao Zhang obeyed Li Yunlong's order without reservation and rushed to Zhao Gang immediately.
Let’s talk about Wang Ye again. He urged the Wolf King to start searching in the valley. At this time, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment were already in a melee with the Japanese devils of the Hei Dao Regiment. There were people everywhere, and frightened war horses and mules everywhere.
The scene was so chaotic that Wang Ye had no time to distinguish carefully. Anyone he saw wearing a helmet or a hat with a butt curtain behind it would be stabbed.
After killing more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, a steel helmet appeared in front of him.
Without even thinking, Wang Ye swung the saber in his hand diagonally. If this blow hit the target, he would definitely be able to cut off the Japanese soldier's head on the spot.
At this moment, the "ghost" also heard the movement behind him, turned around and stabbed him with a knife. A knife? A kitchen knife?
"Fuck, Lao Wang?!" Wang Ye was shocked, and at the critical moment he suddenly turned his wrist, and the blade turned into the back of the knife and hit Lao Wang's shoulder. Lao Wang's knees still went soft and he fell to the ground.
"Xiao Wang?" Old Wang also recognized Wang Ye at this time and angrily cursed, "How dare you chop me?"
"Old Wang, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I saw you wearing a helmet and I thought you were a Japanese soldier." Wang Ye apologized repeatedly and threw a saber that he had just snatched from the Japanese soldier to Old Wang, saying, "Old Wang, use this."
"Thank you." Lao Wang reached out to take the saber. At this time, a Japanese soldier with a bayonet rushed over and screamed.
Wang Ye rushed forward and cut off one of the Japanese's arms with just one knife. Then Lao Wang stabbed the Japanese through.
"Old Wang, have you seen the Japanese artillery?"
Wang Ye said: "It's a mule with wheels and a big iron pipe on its back."
As soon as the Kuroshima Regiment entered Fengxiangling, it came under fire attack, and then under chili powder attack, so the Japanese cavalry artillery squadron should have no chance to assemble the mountain cannon. If nothing unexpected happens, the four Type 41 75mm caliber mountain cannons should still be carried on the backs of mules and horses in the form of spare parts.
"Wheels?" Lao Wang said, "I seemed to see wheels over there just now."
"Old Wang, thank you." Wang Ye thanked him and immediately urged the wolf king to rush in the direction Old Wang pointed.
The canyon under Fengxiangling is nearly a kilometer long and more than two hundred meters wide. It is very difficult to find dozens of mules and horses used by the Japanese cavalry artillery squadron to carry cannons in such a large and chaotic area, because there are thousands of war horses in the canyon, and there is not much difference between war horses and mules and horses.
They had not rushed far forward and had not yet found the artillery before they ran into the Japanese heavy machine gun squadron.
Under the first wave of firepower from the independent regiment, the Japanese heavy machine gun squadron also suffered heavy casualties, but the remaining Japanese gathered the remaining dozens of mules and horses together to form a barrier.
Relying on this barrier, the Japanese in the heavy machine gun squadron actually managed to survive.
As soon as the independent regiment charged, the devils quickly unloaded the heavy machine gun parts from the backs of mules and horses, and in just a moment they had assembled three heavy machine guns.
Two of the heavy machine guns were being oiled.
The assistant gunner of another heavy machine gun had even inserted the magazine into the feed port.
As soon as the bullet retaining plate was inserted, the Japanese machine gunner couldn't wait to press the pressure iron.
The next moment, a dazzling tongue of fire spewed out violently forward, and several soldiers of the independent regiment who were fighting with the Japanese with bayonets were caught off guard and fell down in an instant.
"Fuck!" Wang Ye cursed angrily and squeezed the horse's belly with his legs. The warhorse immediately neighed and leaped forward.
By the time the Wolf King landed again, he had already rushed into the Japanese heavy machine gun position. Wang Ye raised his sword and cut off the head of the Japanese machine gunner. The remaining force of the saber was used to chop the body of the heavy machine gun, making a loud sound of metal clashing.
Before the Japanese could react, Wang Ye cut the neck of the Japanese deputy gunner with his knife.
At this time, the remaining thirty or so Japanese soldiers finally reacted and immediately rushed towards Wang Ye.
Obviously, these devils also knew very well that if they didn't kill Wang Ye quickly, this Tubalu would kill them all in a moment! This was cavalry!
When Wang Ye saw this, he was not surprised but happy instead, thinking it was a good thing that he came!
"Wolf King!" Wang Ye roared, and the Wolf King dug hard with his front hooves, launching a violent and savage charge.
The first few Japanese soldiers who were hit were knocked to the ground in an instant. The Wolf King weighed more than 400 kilograms, and together with Wang Ye, he weighed a full half a ton. The impact force was terrifying.
Wang Ye seriously suspected that the sternums of those Japanese soldiers were broken.
The saber in Wang Ye's hand flew up and down like snow, slashing left and right. Wherever the horse and man passed, the six or seven Japanese soldiers in front of him fell to the ground like waves.
A Japanese officer suddenly appeared in the field of vision, holding up a Nambu pistol.
Without having time to think, Wang Ye subconsciously lowered his body and felt a lightness on his head. It turned out that his hat had been blown away.
When the Japanese officer wanted to fire a second shot, he had no chance. Wang Ye threw the saber in his hand with all his might, and it turned into a flash of white light and shot towards him like lightning.
With a "swish" sound, the Japanese officer was nailed to the ground.
Wang Ye urged his horse to come over, pulled out his saber from the dead body of the Japanese officer, then urged his horse to turn around and charge towards the chaotic heavy machine gun squadron again.
After two rounds, there were only a dozen or so people left in the heavy machine gun squadron.
At this time, a dozen soldiers from the cavalry company finally rushed in.
Wang Ye handed the remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers over to the soldiers of the cavalry company and continued searching forward.
This time, they finally found the mule and horse team of the Cavalry Artillery Squadron. Because the Cavalry Artillery Squadron was marching in the middle of the entire cavalry regiment, its casualties were relatively small and its organization was still relatively intact.
There were only seventy or eighty people left in the cavalry artillery squadron of more than one hundred people.
These seventy or eighty Japanese artillerymen occupied a corner of the valley and actually built a temporary defensive fortification using mules, horses, wheels, gun mounts and other mountain artillery parts.
A company from the 2nd Battalion had already discovered the Japanese defensive fortifications and was launching a fierce attack.
However, the Japanese artillery relied on fortifications and a small number of cavalry rifles, Nambu pistols and sabers to withstand the attack of the company of the 2nd Battalion, and the two sides fought hard.
But it was precisely because this company of the 2nd Battalion attracted the attention of the Japanese artillery,
So no one noticed Wang Ye who was approaching quickly from behind.
By the time the Japanese artillery discovered them, Wang Ye had already approached within ten meters.
For cavalry, this distance is just the distance that a warhorse raises its leg.
Then Wang Ye and his horse rushed into the dense crowd of Japanese artillery.
In the melee, Wang Ye had no time to dodge and just slashed with his sword frantically.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Ye had killed at least twenty Japanese soldiers and was probably stabbed a dozen times. Because the Japanese soldiers were too densely packed together, the warhorse could not push them away even if it tried hard.
But Wang Ye didn't care at all, since he was immune to cold weapons anyway.
However, the Japanese soldiers who were hacked to death by Wang Ye were dumbfounded. How could this Eighth Route Army soldier be stabbed to death?
Several times, the saber had stabbed into the abdomen of this Eighth Route Army soldier. Anyone else would have been stabbed to death long ago, but this Eighth Route Army soldier was like nothing had happened. He was still riding on his horse and killed the artilleryman who had just stabbed him with a single blow of his backhand. This happened repeatedly, and the Japanese artillerymen who witnessed it were completely stunned.
The Japanese were stunned, but the soldiers of the 2nd Battalion on the opposite side were getting excited.
Because they were dozens of meters apart and the fire was gradually going out, the light was not very good, so the soldiers of the 2nd Battalion could not see Wang Ye being stabbed by the Japanese. They only saw Wang Ye raising his knife and slashing the Japanese heads to the ground one by one. This guy was simply the reincarnation of the god of death, invincible!
The local situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.
The morale of the Japanese artillery had fallen to the bottom, but the morale of the soldiers in the 2nd Battalion was high.
As one side gained strength while the other lost, the situation began to become one-sided, and dozens of Japanese soldiers who resisted stubbornly were quickly killed.
Wang Ye didn't breathe a sigh of relief until there was no longer a single standing Japanese artilleryman in sight. It seemed that the regiment commander's mountain cannons were saved.
When I looked around again, the battle was coming to an end.
The organized resistance of the Japs no longer exists, only a few small Japs are still fighting stubbornly. The next step is to clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils.
Wang Ye finally had time to "plunder" the spoils.
At that moment, Wang Ye urged the Wolf King to look for the seriously injured Japanese soldier.
The wolf king was also covered in blood, but it was mostly the blood splashed on it by the Japanese soldiers. It was almost not hurt. In the previous battle, the Japanese soldiers only attacked people and rarely attacked war horses.
Soon they found a seriously injured Japanese soldier, who was struggling to feel his waist.
Judging from the posture, it seems that he wants to detonate the grenade and die together with Wang Ye.
But Wang Ye cut off the left arm of the seriously injured Japanese soldier with just one knife.
The seriously injured Japanese soldier didn't say a word and stretched out his right hand to touch the grenade at his waist.
Wang Ye sneered, and then with another blow, he cut off the right arm of the seriously injured Japanese soldier.
The seriously wounded Japanese soldier could no longer bear it and screamed in pain, rolling around in pain. However, compared to the physical pain, the psychological helplessness made him even more desperate.
Wang Ye thought to himself, this devil has completely lost the ability to resist, so he should be considered a prisoner of war, right? If he is executed at this time, according to the rules, the treasure chest should be exploded, right?
Wang Ye immediately raised his knife and cut off the head of the seriously injured Japanese soldier.
Sure enough, Wang Ye heard the long-lost "ding" sound in his ears.
It’s a pity that what exploded was just a copper treasure chest, so I can only save it up.
After putting away a treasure chest, Wang Ye continued to search for wounded Japanese soldiers on the battlefield.
After searching for a while, there was suddenly a commotion in the direction of the valley entrance ahead.
I could faintly hear a soldier shouting that a Japanese colonel was surrounded at the valley entrance!
"Colonel?!" Wang Ye's heart suddenly moved. Could it be Kuroshima Morita?
This old Japanese is not only a colonel, but also a member of the royal family. He should be able to drop a golden treasure chest, and maybe even a higher-level treasure chest.
Wang Ye immediately urged his horse to head towards the valley entrance.
It really was Kuroshima Morita. This old Japanese was hit by the first wave of artillery fire from the artillery company when he was breaking out. He fell off his horse and fell into a coma.
When he woke up, there were only two guards left by his side.
However, this old Japanese soldier's skills were really amazing. He managed to cut his way through a bloody path with just a saber and managed to fight his way back into the valley.
This old Japanese guy is really brave. In this situation, he didn't even think of escaping alone. Instead, he tried to fight his way back to the valley and break out with his troops.
But this is obviously wishful thinking.
The end result is being surrounded.
Although Kuroshima Morita also gathered a dozen cavalrymen, they were blocked in a corner by the swarming Eighth Route Army.
Dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers, holding shining bayonets, formed an arc-shaped bayonet wall and approached Kuroshima Morita and a dozen Japanese devils from three directions.
The curved bayonet wall shrank smaller and smaller.
The Japanese soldiers who stood in front of Kuroshima Morita were stabbed into bloody sieves one after another.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three Japanese devils left by Kuroshima Morita, and they were soon stabbed to pieces.
At this moment, Wang Ye finally arrived and shouted loudly: "Stop it, the old devil is mine, no one is allowed to snatch it from me!"
"It's Captain Wang!"
"Leave it to Captain Wang."
Hearing Wang Ye's loud roar,
The soldiers of the independent regiment stopped at the same time.
The curved bayonet wall was also split in the middle.
Wang Ye dismounted and was about to move forward when Li Yunlong arrived.
"Wait." Li Yunlong shouted, "This old devil is mine."
"Captain?" Wang Ye waited for Li Yunlong to come to him and whispered, "This old devil is a master of swordsmanship. He is not easy to mess with."
"Bullshit." Li Yunlong raised his sword and said coldly, "This old devil is not easy to mess with. Am I easy to mess with?"
Wang Ye could only raise his voice and said in a clear voice: "Captain, as the saying goes, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? How can you personally kill a mere Japanese colonel? At least a major general is worthy of you to do it yourself, don't you think?"
These words touched Li Yunlong's heart, and Li Yunlong was not really unaware of his power.
Li Yunlong was very clear about his own capabilities. He was more than capable of dealing with ordinary Japanese devils, but when he met a master among the Japanese devils, he was still not enough. Only the monk and Xiao Wang could deal with this old Japanese devil.
"You're right." Li Yunlong laughed and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."
Wang Ye immediately stepped forward with his sword in hand and asked in Japanese: "You must be Kuroshima Morita, right?"
"I'm Kuroshima Morita." Kuroshima Morita's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said in a deep voice, "I have a question..."
"I won't answer any of your questions. You'd better just be a fool." Wang Ye sneered, and quickly approached Kuroshima Morita, then chopped him down with a backhanded knife.
"Baka!" Kuroshima Morita was furious and slashed down with his knife diagonally.
Since Wang Ye was in front of Li Yunlong and dozens of soldiers, he didn't dare to cheat, otherwise he would be regarded as a monster. So he could only attack Kuroshima Morita in an orderly manner.
The old devil's swordsmanship is really sharp.
According to Wang Ye's estimation, it should be a legendary swordsmanship.
This is a bit embarrassing, because Wang Ye possesses legendary horsemanship, legendary sniping, and cold-weapon-level physique, but his fighting skills are only elite level, which is far worse than that of the old Japanese devils.
So in the eyes of Li Yunlong and the independent regiment warriors, Wang Ye was caught in a dilemma and looked very embarrassed.
Kuroshima Morita also saw this, and while he continued to attack, he taunted, "You are no match for me, you should find a real martial arts master to fight me."
This old devil has nothing good to say.
Although Wang Ye's attainments in swordsmanship were not as good as his, he was young, strong, quick to react, and had very tight defense. It was impossible for the old devil to defeat him in a short time, so he wanted to make his opponent impatient by mocking him, so that he would easily reveal his flaws, and he could find an opportunity to kill him with one blow!
Wang Ye naturally knew the old devil's intention.
When Wang Ye was about to retort, he suddenly had an idea. Why not take advantage of the situation?
Wang Ye pretended to be very angry and shouted angrily: "You'd better get past me first!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye revealed a flaw. A cold light flashed in Kuroshima Morita's eyes, and he thrust the saber in his hand fiercely like a poisonous snake escaping from a hole: "Xi Nei!"
"Dang!" A soft sound.
Wang Ye's saber was blocked, leaving his chest wide open.
Kuroshima Morita's saber stabbed forward and hit Wang Ye in the abdomen.
Just when Kuroshima Morita was overjoyed, the saber slipped strangely.
"What?" Kuroshima Morita only had time to be stunned for a moment before Wang Ye hit him in the face with a straight punch.
This punch directly knocked Kuroshima Morita unconscious. Countless little stars suddenly appeared in front of his eyes and were spinning around his head.
Taking advantage of the brief moment when Kuroshima Morita lost consciousness, Wang Ye turned his saber and put it against the old Japanese's neck.
Now, the old devil has become his prisoner. If he executes him, a treasure chest should be revealed, right?