Chapter 4: The Heroes (Three Trips)

Yan Fuquan, the fake security captain who came to negotiate with a white handkerchief, did not expect that someone would really dare to bargain with the "Supreme Emperor". He was stunned for a while before he stammered and replied: "Then, then wait, I, I have to go back and ask Taijun."

"Get back and ask your master for instructions." The horse thieves laughed arrogantly, and their voices stirred back and forth in the vast wilderness.

Yan Fuquan's face immediately turned red like a mature crab. He shook his horse's back, turned his mount and ran back, and reported to the Japanese Son Junji Satoda in anger, "Tai, Taijun, the person on the other side is the infamous horse thief Blackbeard on the grassland. He, he said, you will give enough benefits to hand over the Ruyunlong and his accomplices."

"Damn it, it deserves to be dead." Before Sato Junji made a statement, Liu Wenzhong, deputy captain of the security team, rushed to shout, "Tajun, don't pay attention to him. The more you pay attention to him, the more he becomes more and more arrogant he can do it. He directly transferred the machine gun team to Twist, to see if he dares to give him any more shame."

"Yes, it's thundering to them, and this group of horse thieves." Several other puppet army captains also spoke one after another, rushing to express their loyalty to the Japanese.

Junji Fujita had other plans in his mind. He raised his wrist and looked at the watch. He carefully compared the number of people on both sides, and said with a sneer, "Don't hurry, don't hurry. Since they like to be arrogant, let them be arrogant for a while. Yan Jun, go and tell Blackbeard that I am willing to exchange twenty Eastern horses and ten thousand Manchuria circles for Yunlong and his accomplices. In addition, if he agrees, the Mongolian Alliance Autonomous Government will no longer regard it as an enemy."

"Yeah." Hearing this, Yan Fuquan and others swallowed a lot of saliva at the same time. The money from Manchukuo and Japanese money can be exchanged equally. The price is very strong at the moment. On the eastern grassland of Manchukuo, 400 cows, 600 Mongolian horses, or more than 2,000 sheep, and the tall and brightly-colored Eastern Horses are now available on the grasslands. Except for Mongolian princes and dignitaries, no one is qualified to ride.

'The Taijun gave such a big price just to exchange Yunlong and his accomplice. Blackbeard had no reason to refuse,' With the little stars in his eyes, Yan Fuquan rode his horse toward the mound again, "Black Boss, Black Boss, our Taijun said that he could give you 10,000 yuan of manchuria and twenty Eastern horses, and he would no longer regard you as an enemy in the future. You should be satisfied with this condition."

"Oh, I'm so happy." Blackbeard screamed exaggeratedly, and fell on the horse's back, then turned to look at Ruyunlong again, "So you are so valuable, why didn't I know earlier? You said, what should I do now?"

"If I had known that I was so valuable, I would have sent myself." Zhao Tianlong didn't care about the threat of Blackbeard. He wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants, turned over and jumped onto the yellow horse, "Okay, stop making trouble, the Japanese's performance is not right."

"I don't think it's so cheap, either." Blackbeard thought for a while and nodded slightly, "Since Brother Long has stopped, I won't make fun of them anymore. Second, fourth, fifth, and eighth, pull up our flags for me."

"Okay." The men who were clicked agreed loudly, each of them took off a large black flag from behind the saddle, shook in the wind, and raised it high into the air.

Hula, the four flags spread out quickly in the wind, and the ink-like flags were on the mountain. Four snow-white grassland wolfs were scattering their teeth and claws, looking at Pan Xiong. Yan Fuquan opposite was startled. While tilting his body back to the horse's neck, he asked in a trembling voice, "Hei, Hei Boss, you, what do you mean? I'm not satisfied with Taijun's conditions. Do you tell me directly? Let's continue to talk, continue to talk."

"What does it mean." The black beard glanced around and looked up and laughed, "Brothers, tell him what we mean."

"Aoao,aoao,aoao,aoao--" The horse thieves raised their weapons in their hands and howled in unison, like a group of proud wild wolves, roaring unyieldingly at the powerful enemy.

"Hmm, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um

"Hmm, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, magnificent, um, um, magnificent, um, um, magnificent, um, um, magnificent, um, um, um, magnificent, um, um, um, um, um, um, magnificent, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um

Yan Fuquan didn't dare to say a word of nonsense, turned his mount and fled in panic. Before he could run back to his original formation, the Japanese Junji Satoda Junji was already furious, "Liu Jun, you go out with a small team and teach them some lessons."

"Brothers of the Second Team, follow me." Liu Wenzhong was eager to regain his image in the eyes of the old Japanese devils of Fujita, and raised the box cannon and shouted. More than fifty horses immediately poured out of the left wing of the team. The puppet troops on the horses rode the cavalry guns and shouted behind Liu Wenzhong, and swept over the mound like wind, (Note 1) (Note 2)

"I want to try my best, hum." The black beard sneered in a low voice and waved his hand to greet his sworn brother Zhang Geda. "The fourth brother, let the Japanese know what kind of cavalry is like."

"Be careful of the devils' fraud." Zhang Songling quickly reminded him, but it was too late. The sworn brother Zhang Geda, the black beard, inserted the black flag in his hand to the ground, jumped out of the horse, and took the fifty minions under his command, and rushed towards the enemy.

The opposite side of both sides tried hard to accelerate. In a blink of an eye, the distance was narrowed to about 150 meters. The puppet soldiers each had a cavalry gun, and their equipment was much better than the horse thieves. Seeing that the opponent had entered the standard range of training, they immediately pulled the trigger with the gun body flat.

"Soldier hook." "Soldier hook." "Soldier hook." The harsh gunshots sounded on the grassland. Beautiful blood came out of the chests of the two horse thieves and fell head-on under the horse. The brothers who were not shot quickly came to the stirrup and hid in, pressed against the abdomen of the war horse, and continued to sprint towards the puppet army.

"Soldier hook." "Soldier hook." "Soldier hook." The sound of the three-eight cavalry guns was shooting continuously, and they grabbed people's hearts. More people fell from horseback, and more war horses fell to the pool of blood. However, Zhang Geda and his brothers seemed to have not seen it, hiding in the belly of the horse, staring at the enemy getting closer and closer.

One hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps, and seventy steps. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the puppet soldiers pulling the bolts again, the alive horse thief suddenly sat back on his saddle, and all kinds of weapons in his hands showed his power at the same time, "Ping, Ping, Ping...", an angry bullet ejected, woven a death railing in the air.

The proud puppet soldiers were slapped back neatly as if they were hit by hail. The saddle and horseback were sprayed with red in an instant. Before the survivor could come back from the huge blow, the antique guns in their hands that Zhang Geda and others had already dropped raised their steel knives high in the wind.

"Ao, ao, ao, ao, ao—" The wolf howl sounded again from the grassland, full of desire for blood.

The puppet soldiers were frightened and pulled the trigger in a hurry. However, they didn't know where the bullets they shot were flying. They couldn't help but make up their minds, threw them off their cavalry guns, and pulled out the newly issued Dongyang sabre from their waists.

Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate, both the enemy and us are desperately stimulating the war horse. Before contact, we squeezed out the last trace of potential of the beast under our crotch. The angry war horse's four hooves flew into the air, running forward against the tip of the grass, like clouds and fog, accompanied by rolling thunder.

Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, two rolling smoke and dust approached each other, and suddenly, the world was quiet for a moment, and then, a larger thunderbolt exploded in everyone's ears, "Room." The two teams collided in one place without any tricks, and red light splashed, as gorgeous as fire.

Nearly thirty corpses fell from the horse's back, most of which were puppet troops, and a small number were horse thieves. The two teams rushed through the opponent's array in an interlaced manner, and then each ran more than a hundred meters away, then turned the horse back one after another, and accelerated relative to each other for the second time.

Ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao." The horse thieves watching the battle on the hillside opened their voices and cheered for their brothers. Amid the sound of wolf howlings like a tsunami, Zhang Songling felt a hot thing suddenly surged from his heart and instantly surged throughout his body.

This is different from any battle he has experienced in the past. Although the battles in the past are fierce, most of the time, both the enemy and us pull the triggers from each other a few dozen meters away, and rarely have contact with each other. However, this time, they are face to face, with swords on their own, either cutting the enemy under the horse or being hacked to death by the enemy.

The most savage and passionate part of the feelings hidden deep in the man's soul is instantly aroused completely, without hesitation, and will never stop.

Eighty meters, sixty meters, forty meters, twenty meters, "Room." Another thunderbolt, the teams of the enemy and us collided again, and most of the puppet troops were caught, and the remaining dozen lucky people did not dare to turn around, lie on the saddle, and fled in panic.

"Catch up and give the Japanese some color!" Zhang Geda pointed at the escapee with a steel knife and turned his mount first. The remaining twenty horse thieves laughed, held up their swords, and followed the defeated soldiers to rush towards the Japanese and puppet troops.

"Ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao," they shouted unrestrainedly, as if the more than 200 people on the opposite side were more than 200 lambs to be slaughtered.

"Aoao,aoao,aoao,aoao,ao,ao,ao,ao." Blackbeard led the gang of horse thieves to shout while urging the enemy's morale. He rushed over with the backs of the defeated generals, just defeating them in one fell swoop.

"Ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao, ao." "Ao, ao, ao, ao, ao." While rushing, the horse thieves shouted and demonstrated, arrogant, proud, and unrestrained.

"Aoao,aoao,aoao,ao,ao,ao,ao,ao,ao,." Zhang Songling also opened his throat and rushed directly in front of the team. He felt the blood in his body boiling. He heard his heart beating loudly. After more than nine months, this once familiar feeling made him extremely excited. It seemed that he had returned to the Niangzi Pass in an instant. Together with Lao Gou, Shi Tou and others, he picked up a shaky bayonet and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who were rushing in.

Note 1: The team is organized by the Japanese army. The team is equivalent to a reinforced platoon, with a standard of about fifty-four people, and some can reach eighty people.

Note 2: The cavalry gun, that is, the cavalry rifle, called the 38 cavalry gun by the Japanese. It was modified from the 38 Daguer, slightly shorter than the rifle, and its range and accuracy were not as good as the 38 rifle.

Note 3: I beg for subscription support awkwardly. Although I am an old author, it is not good to watch too few subscriptions.
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