Sun Desheng turned around on his horse and saw that all the remaining Japanese enemy cavalry had been shot dead.

Seeing a Japanese cavalry lying on the ground wailing, Sun Desheng rode over and wiped the Japanese's throat with a knife, completely ending the Japanese's life.

Then I saw Zhong Dadao climbing up from the trench with a big blade.

"Haha!" Sun Desheng said in surprise: "Zhong Dadao, it turns out that you are a fool. If it weren't for me, you would have almost been wiped out by the Japanese cavalry."

"Sun Desheng, let your mother's spicy and spicy farts come out!"

Zhong Dadao said: "If it weren't for the machine gun company of our new regiment guarding the left wing, the machine gun battalion of your independent regiment would have been dumped by the Japanese cavalry!"

Sun Desheng was riding on horseback, looked at the Japs cavalry behind who were killed by machine guns, and said: "Your new regiment is not very good. One machine gun company can't deal with 100 Japs cavalry, and people rushed to it, tsk

Tsk tsk..."

"Don't be so weird." Zhong Dadao said disdainfully, "That means you are lucky. Commander Li used machine guns and mortars to transfer you to the independent regiment. Otherwise, you, Sun Desheng, would also be a soldier of the new regiment.

."

"That's right." Sun Desheng raised his eyebrows and said with an arrogant look. "Who gave us a good life? We have a good leader."

Most of those brought by Zhong Dadao were veterans of the new regiment. They knew each other well and were not afraid of saying the wrong thing to Sun Desheng.

Sun Desheng said again: "The fighting here is indeed not very good. I just came from Battalion Commander Wei. Guess how many Japanese cavalry were killed by one guy?"

Zhong Dadao's expression changed and he asked: "How much? Two hundred?"

"Two hundred? I'll scare you when I say it!" Sun Desheng opened his big hands with a disdainful expression and chuckled: "A total of five hundred Japanese cavalry were all knocked down by machine guns!"

"Five hundred?!" Zhong Dadao's pupils suddenly dilated!

This is equivalent to an entire cavalry regiment!

Were all shot down by machine guns?

It's simply...an unprecedented victory!

The soldiers behind Zhong Dadao were also stunned, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

"Zhong Dadao, look at these soldiers of yours. They all look like they have never seen the world. These are all small scenes, small scenes."

Seeing the expressions of the friendly troops in the new group, Sun Desheng felt very comfortable, it was so good.

"Get out!" Zhong Dadao's face darkened, "It's not you, Sun Desheng, who killed those Japanese cavalrymen. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here?"

Zhong Dadao turned around and scolded the soldiers: "What are you doing standing still? Clean the battlefield quickly!"

Sun Desheng rode on his horse and said loudly: "Brothers of the New Regiment, hurry up and clean the battlefield. After cleaning the battlefield, follow our independent regiment to Yushe County to make a fortune!"

Zhong Dadao's face turned even darker. This bastard Sun Desheng was even pretending to be cool!

…

Two miles away from the basin, when he was under shelling, Kuroshima Morita ordered to stay away from his own mortar positions.

"Co-captain!"

A Japanese cavalry horse rode up: "Report to the captain, all the soldiers in the first squadron of the third squadron on the left wing are in pieces!"

"Nani?" Kurojima Morita's face changed, "How is that possible?"

Kuroshima Morita muttered to himself: "Which Eighth Route Army unit are we fighting? Why are there Eighth Route Army people everywhere? Where did they get so many machine guns and cannons?"

Kuroshima Morita was puzzled. This was so unbelievable that it completely subverted his understanding of the Chinese army, especially the Eighth Route Army.

Not only does it have excellent cavalry, artillery, and light weapons and equipment, it is also quite sophisticated, with sufficient ammunition, and it is not like a beggar-like Tubalu at all.

"Your Excellency, the commander of the regiment," said Ichiro Higashimura, the commander of the third squadron, "I guess it may be the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, Li Yunlong's Department of the Independent Regiment."

"Absolutely impossible!"

Kuroshima Morita said with a cold face: "Li Yunlong's troops are just a regiment, with a maximum of 2,000 troops. How could they have so many machine guns and artillery? How could one regiment of the Eighth Route Beggar Army defeat our Kuroshima Cavalry Regiment?"

The Eighth Route Army must have dispatched a brigade or even a division of troops!"

"Captain, have you forgotten?" Ichiro Higashimura said: "Ten days ago, Li Yunlong's men attacked the checkpoint and issued a letter of war to you."

"Half a month ago, Li Yunlong not only defeated the Banjin Brigade with only one regiment, but also captured Yushe County."

"So I think that among the Eighth Route Army, only the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment has the power to compete with our Black Island Regiment."

"Getsler!" Kurojima Morita narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "It seems that our opponent may really be Li Yunlong's tribe."

At this time, more than 20 Japanese cavalrymen on the right wing came on horseback. Many of the cavalrymen were decorated and looked very embarrassed.

"Hey!" The captain of the second squad reined in his horse, paused and said, "Your Excellency, the commander of the unit, the squadron commander!"

"Kurokawa-kun!" Ichiro Higashimura asked hurriedly, "Where are the others?"

Captain Kurokawa replied dejectedly: "We were first bombed by mortars from the Eighth Route Army, then shot by machine guns from the Eighth Route Army, and finally encountered the Eighth Route Army Cavalry. Everyone else was shattered!"

"Commander Captain, Captain!" From the direction of the basin, dozens of cavalrymen came on horseback crying for their fathers and mothers.

"What happened?" Kuroshima Morita's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. "Where are your mortars? Where is Tokushima-kun? Where is Tokushima-kun?"

"Report to the commander, all the mortars have been destroyed. Lieutenant Commander Tokushima... was shot to pieces!"

A soldier came over leading a military horse, which carried the body of Lieutenant Commander Tokushima.

"Nani?" Kurojima Morita's expression changed. He walked over on horseback and shouted to Lieutenant Commander Tokushima's body, "Tokushima-kun, Tokushima-kun..."

The Japanese cavalrymen were all stunned when they saw this, with a slightly confused look in their eyes, and some soldiers even looked dull.

These elite cavalrymen from the Black Island Regiment, who were arrogant and arrogant when they came out of the county seat, now have despair, dead silence and fear in their eyes.

The uninjured Japanese cavalry also had the same look in their eyes.

There were more than 1,100 cavalry when they came out, but now there are less than 300, and more than 700 cavalry have been lost, including three Lieutenant Commanders!

The losses were so huge that the morale of the Black Island Alliance had been shattered.

Ichiro Higashimura asked: "Captain, what should we do now?"

"idiot!"

"idiot!!"

"idiot!!!"

After three ba-ga sounds in a row, one louder than the other, and one longer than the other, Kuroshima Morita turned around with a ferocious face to look at the smoke rising into the sky in the distance.

"Li Yunlong, I, Kurojima Morita, will definitely chop off your head and use it to pay homage to my dead Kuroshima United Warriors!"

It was hard for Kuroshima Morita to accept that his men were all well-trained elites, but now they were defeated.

Moreover, he was defeated by the Eighth Route Army, which he regarded as not an army at all, but just farmers with hoes.

After this battle...

He, Kuroshima Morita, will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"withdraw!"
Chapter completed!