Li Yunlong, My Captain in the War of Resistance

"Snapped~！"

"Da da~！"

Of course, some ran away, and some picked up guns to resist.

However, the lack of heavy firepower and automatic firepower, and only a small number of light machine guns and rifles, did not pose any threat to the charging cavalry battalion.

And the sparse gunshots sounded more like the little Japanese fighting in despair, trying to fight as a last resort.

All this sounds very tragic, but it is not tragic at all. This is the fate that an invader deserves.

What is tragic is that when the weak face the strong, they use their thin bodies to roar uncompromisingly. Although they know that they will die, they have no hesitation.

The little devils are not included in this category, and the invaders are not included in this category. They can only be said to have deserved all this. This is also the fate of the invaders.

"Swish~！"

However, these resistances were in vain.

The distance of one hundred meters is only a few seconds for the cavalry battalion.

Wen Tianfu, commander of the cavalry battalion who was at the forefront, said directly:"Attack freely!"

As he said that, he lowered his head and swung out the saber in his hand.

"laugh~！"

With the impact of the horse and the sharpness of the saber, a little devil's head was chopped off.

At the neck, the pressure of the head was lost, a powerful pump pressed down, and blood rose to the sky.

However, the blood was not spilled on Wen Tianfu, because his saber looked at the next little devil again.

A battalion of cavalry seemed to be charging into a herd of sheep. The little devil had no resistance at all.

"idiot!"

When the leader of the Little Japanese Division saw this scene, his face was livid, but he was helpless. He gritted his teeth at the end and said:"Leave two brigades in the rear, and the rest will withdraw."After saying that, he took the lead in retreating with his troops.

So, after a period of panic, the little devil once again left nearly a thousand troops behind, while the rest were like bereft dogs, only hating their parents for giving birth to a leg.

"Battalion Commander, the little devil has escaped!"

The broken wrist of the little devil's warrior was naturally seen by the soldiers of the cavalry battalion. They hurriedly reported to Wen Tianfu. Hearing this,

Wen Tianfu glanced at the little devil who was walking away and said:"Don't worry about them, and don't chase them. Be careful of the little devil. Set up an ambush halfway."

The little devil is now beaten to pieces by Wang Feng's combo punches, but that doesn't mean that the little devil has no strength to fight back.

Furthermore, Wang Feng gave Wen Tianfu an order to bite the little devil hard and not to pursue him.

"Cavalry battalion, attack!"

Wen Tianfu turned the horse's head and looked at the little Japanese who had been dispersed with bloodthirsty eyes. He waved his saber suddenly and kicked the horse's belly with his heel.

"The law~！"

The war horse neighed, breathing heavily and the sound of hoofbeats became faster and faster.

"kill~！"

Wen Tianfu looked at a little devil who was trying to escape. His saber slashed across him. The little devil screamed and fell to the ground.

"kill~！！！！"

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion also rushed forward waving their sabers.

This was the first battle after the cavalry battalion was formed. Originally, Wang Feng was not prepared to let the cavalry battalion participate in the battle.

After all, they didn't train for long, but this was a good opportunity.

The sound of horse hooves, screams, and killing cries became the main theme of this wide river valley outside Longtou Valley.

The soldiers in every cavalry battalion were all red-eyed. As the last little devil was killed, half an hour had passed before they knew it.

"Report to the battalion commander that all the little devils have been wiped out and there is no one left alive. The fighters are still keeping statistics now."

As a company commander reported, Wen Tianfu showed a smile on his face

……

Just when the cavalry battalion ended the battle and began to tally the results and casualties of both the enemy and ourselves, the battle in Longtougou continued.

Similar to the cavalry battalion, the little devils in Longtougou became a lone army. They ignored the soldiers and started to show off their special skills.

Taking advantage of its own firepower, it began to boldly intersperse, divide, and surround. Divide the originally monolithic little devil into small pieces.

Finally, use mortars and grenades to clear out the little Japanese in these small patches.

At 5:40 in the morning, in the Longtou ditch, the curtain came down with the last gunshot, and the battle that lasted all night ended at dawn.

"Long live!"

"Long live the Eighth Route Army!"

"Long live the Guard Corps!"

"The war will be won!"

……

For a moment, the shouts of soldiers rang out in the valley.

At the same time, there is a group of people in the valley. They look like foreigners, and some of them look like Chinese.

However, they did not wear military uniforms, but ordinary people's clothes.

They were carrying some machine-like things, constantly filming scenes of soldiers cheering, and filming the little devils who were killed.

These people are none other than the foreigners, a team of photographers. They are a small gift from Donalds to Wang Feng. These people will record his wedding.

In the future, when the national war of resistance is over, they can also use these films to relive the hasty wedding during the war years.

As for those Chinese people, they are photographers and are also responsible for recording.

But before they even started their work, they witnessed a miracle.

A miracle of the weak defeating the strong!

The 10,000-man Eighth Route Army defeated a 15,500-man Japanese 103rd Garrison Division, a miracle of war.

Moreover, Wang Feng's defeat was not a defeat in the ordinary sense.

His defeat was a result of killing a large number of young Japs, who finally became unable to withstand the defeat and fled.

It is different from Li Yunlong's new regiment, which defeated Bantian's unit head-on and broke through the encirclement. Compared with Li Yunlong's, Wang Feng's situation was even more difficult.

Although the final kill data has not yet been calculated, the 103rd Guard Division of the Little Devils has lost at least 5,000 people.

Therefore, this is a miracle of war, not only a miracle of domestic war, but also a classic miracle of war in which the weak defeated the strong in the world.

……

Wang Feng was naturally not dazzled by the victory. When the battle came to an end, he and Zhao Tianyu's partners left the command.

When the soldiers cheered, several of them were also smiling.

After the cheers, Wang Feng said to Zhao Tianyu next to him:"Old Zhao, give orders to the company commanders of each battalion to lead the soldiers to clean up the battlefield quickly.

"The Japs will not give up here. When the sun rises, the Japs' plane will come over. By that time, we must evacuate the battlefield."

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Zhao Tianyu smiled and nodded:"Yes!"After that, he turned around and started calling the guards over and asked them to give orders to the company commanders of each battalion.

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