Sun Desheng also has the Xuefeng sword in his hand.

Compared with the Cossack cavalry's sabers, the Xuefeng sword was obviously at a disadvantage.

The Cossack Saber is longer, heavier, and has a larger attack range.

However, Sun Desheng was not afraid of it.

Nothing is afraid.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Suddenly, two muffled thunder sounded.

Yang Yue couldn't help but raise his head. He only saw the sky gradually fading.

Is it thundered?

It's going to rain?

It seems that it hasn't rained for a long time.

He has not encountered heavy rain since the battle in Cangyunling.

There is less rain in the north and less heavy rain, and there is even more severe water shortage in Shanxi. It would be great if there was a rain at this time.

"boom……"

"boom……"

It seemed that Yang Yue's expectations were sensed, and the thunder continued.

Everyone present couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Is it going to rain heavily?

Look at the black clouds sweeping through it very well!

The rumbling thunder seemed to add a bit of heroic color to the upcoming battle.

A Tsarist Russian cavalry slowly rode forward.

Other Tsarist Russian cavalry were siegeing in the rear and did not press forward.

It seems that they are still moral.

I couldn't help but secretly contempt Yang Yue.

One-to-one.

Ace vs. Ace.

Yang Yue breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

fine.

Not a group fight.

Sun Desheng should be sure to face an enemy.

kill!

rush!

Two war horses began to sprint.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the distance is getting closer and closer.

Soon, Sun Desheng collided fiercely with the Tsarist Russian cavalry and then separated.

Yang Yue frowned secretly.

Don't die in battle!

You are so brave, you should save your life to establish a new China...

Swish swish swish swish!

Swish swish swish swish!

There seem to be countless swords and sabers.

Yang Yue had almost no courage to observe. Fortunately, he saw Sun Desheng rushing out soon.

A lot of blood was splattered on the military uniform. It should be from the Russians.

Sure enough, Sun Desheng quickly turned his horse's head and raised his saber again.

The Tsarist Russian cavalry continued to rush forward.

It's obviously out of control.

"boom……"

"Crazy!"

At this moment, raindrops as big as beans fell.

It was indeed a heavy rain. It came very urgently and fiercely. The raindrops hit everyone like sharp arrows.

Even Yang Yue could clearly feel the pain of the raindrops hitting his face.

Well, it really hurts. Even my eyes can hardly be opened.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

"Crazy!"

The sudden heavy rain made the world white.

The visibility instantly dropped from hundreds of meters to less than ten meters. When the heavy rain was at its worst, it was even impossible to see five fingers. Both sides of the war could no longer see each other.

Only Yang Yue narrowed his eyes and activated his perspective eyes to search for Sun Desheng's traces.

Fortunately, Sun Desheng stood on the horse and was not affected by the heavy rain.

I have to say that this guy's waist is too straight.

It's simply a monument!

Yang Yue continued to search for the Tsarist Russian cavalry.

I only saw his body shaking on the horse's back.

"puff!"

The Russian cavalry slowly fell down.

Yang Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Russian cavalry was finished. Sun Desheng won.

Unfortunately, Li Yunlong, Chen Jiaying and others behind did not see it.

The rain was too heavy, and even if they held the telescope, it was useless. All they saw from the telescope was white.

"Sun Desheng won."

"He was not injured."

Yang Yue shouted to the back.

The other talents of the Eighth Route Army finally felt relieved.

OK, OK, just win...

Yang Yue bought a pair of fine steel handcuffs, handcuffed Joseph, and then rode his horse to Sun Desheng's side.

The heavy rain quickly turned the ground into muddy areas. Water began to accumulate in the low-lying areas. The rain water mixed with blood flowed to the low-lying areas and turned into a dark red area.

"How about it?"

"I'm fine!"

Sun Desheng answered proudly.

Yang Yue looked carefully. Fortunately, he was not injured.

However, Sun Desheng's military achievements were not very good. He just cut off a Tsarist Russian cavalry.

According to his killing efficiency like this, he probably would have killed at most two or three, and then he would be hacked to death. Because after three or four consecutive kills, he basically had no strength.

In such a cruel fight that is not allowed to be fake, every bit of a person's strength will be concentrated.

If you try this repeatedly for two or three times, your body will be hollowed out...

Take out a bulky Russian-style big Reba.

Sun Desheng immediately took it and gnawed it in big mouthfuls in the rain.

He really needs to replenish his energy.

The battle just now did take a lot of his energy.
To be continued...