Chapter 4 Reunion (One)

After escaping, Kawada Guoaki, the highest commander of the East Montessel Task Force of the Kwantung Army, actually left the soldiers who were fighting and ran away in a car. Such shameless behavior was indeed beyond the expectations of all parties on the battlefield. When Zhang Songling, Zhao Tianlong, Shao Yong and others rushed over to kill the remaining Japanese soldiers in the second squadron who were rushing over to die, Kawada Guoaki's car had run three or four kilometers away, and hundreds of panicked soldiers were following behind, and they were all out of breath, with their tongues stretched out their mouths.

"This is actually the Kwantung Army, it's really incredible." The cavalry battalion commander Shao Yong rode his horse onto a high slope, looking at the Japanese who fled like a sheep that exploded, with a look of shock. He had never encountered a similar situation in the battles he had experienced in the past. Even if the Japanese low-level officers knew that the situation was over, they would often fight to the last person, and then draw out the command knife and rush towards the muzzle. The madness and determination made everyone hate and admire them.

However, this time, he actually met a Japanese colonel who regarded military honor as nothing, but he really opened his eyes. Not only did he not choose to live and die with his soldiers, but in order to create a greater space for escape for himself, he forced a Japanese squadron to come to the door to kill the Chinese cavalry before running away. This sinister and despicable behavior alone made the previous Japanese officers who chose to "break jade" fare beyond the reach of them.

"The rice raises a hundred kinds of people. Why can't there be a few people in the Japanese who are afraid of death?" Zhao Tianlong rushed up from behind with a bloody sword and responded with a curl of his lips, "You just haven't encountered it before, and you may see more and more in the future."

"It is certainly true that the Japanese's combat effectiveness and morale have been declining year by year since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. In the future, we will see officers taking the lead in escaping on the battlefield, and there will definitely be more and more." Fang Guoqiang followed Zhao Tianlong with his mount and summed up loudly. After fighting for so many years, the battle in the past two months made him feel refreshed. Although his riding skills are still a little bit unfollowing the rhythm of the brigade, and the gains in each battle are very limited, but riding on the horse and charging the enemy's shooting and shooting, it feels completely different from the previous Japanese who were lying in the trenches and firing guns towards the Japanese who rushed towards him. The former is undoubtedly more direct and more Danger is more exciting, and it is easier for people to forget themselves. As long as you poke the knife diagonally downward, you can cut one enemy after another without any extra movements. The crazy and messy sound of horse hooves makes people excited. The woe of the enemy when they are caught in the knife is like a fairy music in your ears. At this moment, you are both a devil coming out of hell and a vengeance messenger sent by God. Every time you swing your knife, you are revenge for those compatriots who died under the Japanese guns, and at the same time reshape the overall image of Chinese soldiers. You are not only part of the entire cavalry cluster, but also a completely independent self. You put the soul and body of the Japanese on the chopping board and kill them.

"Chasing or not?" The fourth person appeared on the high slope was Zheng Xiaobao. The young man's face was full of pride. In the previous battle, the cavalry squadron he led played a crucial role, far exceeding those of his colleagues in the Cavalry Battalion of the 93rd Regiment. Although most of his cavalry squadrons were just beginners.

Shao Yong and others were stumped by this problem, and they all turned their heads to Zhang Songling, who was observing the enemy on the other side of the hillside. They felt everyone's eyes. The latter put down the telescope with a smile and responded loudly, "Chasing, Captain Zhao and Xiao Zheng each lead a squadron, and go chase immediately."

"Yes." Zhao Tianlong and Zheng Xiaobao agreed in unison, shaking the reins and turning the horse's head. However, Zhang Songling quickly ordered, "At most ten kilometers, then withdraw the troops immediately. Morikawa United is not far from here, so we have to hurry up and hurry up."

"Then, okay." Zhao Tianlong and Zheng Xiaobao, master and apprentice, turned around and responded unwillingly. In the grassland area without roads, within 50 kilometers, the speed of the war horse may not be inferior to the Japanese car. However, Zhang Songling's advice was not an unfair concern. This time, the counterattack on the Kawata United team was to completely get rid of the Japanese's entanglement and speed up the road, rather than to ask Kawata Guoaki himself to delay the road. If the delay was too long on the way and was cut off by the Morikawa United team from afar, it would be a bit unworthy of the loss.

"Go quickly and go back quickly. If you want to kill Kawata Guozhao, we have a chance in the future." Zhang Songling reminded him again with concern, and then quickly turned his head to Shao Yong and Fang Guoqiang. "The three of us lead the remaining brothers to help Commander Lao Qi and dispel the remaining Japanese."

"Okay." Shao Yong and Fang Guoqiang nodded without hesitation, each instigated their mounts, followed Zhang Songling down the hillside, gathered up all the other brothers who could still fight on horseback, and killed from behind to the First Squadron of the Japanese who were blocking the main force of the 93rd Regiment.

Before they could reach the designated position, the first squadron of Kawata Brigade had completely collapsed. When they found that their highest commander had disappeared, the Japanese soldiers abandoned on the battlefield immediately fell into a sea of ​​grief, anger and despair. Some dragged their rifles backwards and fled to both sides of the battlefield, while others jumped up from their hiding places, picked up machine guns and rifles, and launched a desperate revenge on the 93rd Regiment. A considerable number of Japanese soldiers threw their weapons to the ground, feeling disheartened, allowing the Chinese soldiers who rushed up to capture or kill them.

When Zhang Songling saw this scene, he had to split up dozens of cavalry to intercept the decisive Japanese soldiers, and then rode his horse to the front to help the infantry eliminate the sporadic resistance and deal with the prisoners. When he finally made a free time in his busy schedule, Lao Qi, the commander of the 93rd Regiment, also came over with his staff and civilian personnel. The two looked at each other and smiled at each other, and saw a hint of appreciation in each other's eyes.

"What are you going to do next?" Turning his head and looking at the brothers around him who were cleaning the battlefield happily. The regiment leader Lao Qi asked in a pun.

"When political commissar Fang and Captain Zhao come back, they will quickly cross the river together." Zhang Songling did not understand the other party's tentative intention at all. Without thinking, he responded loudly, "I defeated Kawata Brigade. I guess other and puppet troops should not dare to get close to us anymore. Take advantage of this opportunity to hurry up and drive Morikawa United as far as possible."

"You have to say this." Lao Qi gave Zhang Songling a blank look and responded angrily, "I'm kicked by a donkey, so I will stay here and wait for Morikawa United to come and fight head-on. I'm asking about your own plans. Do you really want to be mediocre in the guerrillas for the rest of your life? You didn't realize that the more soldiers you have, the more you command."

"This, Commander Qi is too rewarded." Unexpectedly, the other party said so directly, Zhang Songling's face turned slightly red and waved his hand to respond, "I know in my heart how many abilities are, the main contribution of this battle is also to the infantry brothers. If the infantry brothers were not in a hurry to attack in front, Kwanaki Kawada would not have revealed such a big flaw."

"I'm not talking about cavalry. You are commanding this battle from beginning to end, so I'm just reading the script." The regiment commander Lao Qi stepped forward and forced himself to stare at Zhang Songling's eyes, "Come to us, I sincerely invite you. Your ability is more than enough to command a regiment or even a brigade. Just a guerrilla brigade is too insignificant."

"Yes, Captain Zhang, our regiment commander, is sincerely inviting you." Sun Yunqi, the artillery company commander, walked forward and smiled and beat the side drum for his regiment commander. For so long, there were many officers within the 93rd Regiment who were sincerely admired Zhang Songling, especially after hearing that this person was not a native red cadre, but a lieutenant colonel of the National Revolutionary Army who was behind, he couldn't help but pull him back to his hometown.

"Where are you going to fight the Japanese? Come here, your space for display is definitely greater than that of the guerrillas." The cavalry battalion commander Shao Yong stepped forward as the third time and blocked Zhang Songling's retreat with a war horse.

A grassroots officer with a formal high school education, joined the officer teaching regiment, and had many experience in large-scale battles. This era is a hot topic, especially for the group of the 35th Army. After obtaining the Wuyuan victory that shocked China and the world, it was almost a foregone conclusion that it was upgraded to the group army. The sharply expanded military force will inevitably lead to a large number of vacancies. Zhang Songling was pulled over at this time, which is definitely a win-win result in everyone's eyes.

However, everyone's kindness was not grateful to Zhang Songling. Although the little black fat man was doing his best when helping the cavalry battalion train soldiers, he even knew that the 93rd Regiment had set restrictions on the Black Stone Guerrillas in the supply of food, pay and weapons, he still did not hide his own personal information at all. However, no matter how clearly Sun Yunqi, Shao Yong and others said the words he had been wining, he always smiled and said that he was unwilling to accept the olive branch extended by the other party.

So today the regiment commander Lao Qi decided to take action himself and make his last effort. As a result, he gave up a cavalry battalion or even a cavalry regiment to wait for a seat. If the two sides cannot reach an agreement, they will break up from then on and never talk about similar topics again. Anyway, after getting rid of the pursuit of Morikawa United, both sides will go east and west. When they meet again, they will be enemies or friends, which is still hard to say.
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