The soldiers in front were constantly hit by artillery shells, making Cheng Shifa anxious.

The people responsible for serving as bait this time were the more than 2,400 commanders and fighters of the 772nd Regiment.

Fortunately, even though Fengzhang Mountain was bombed by an aerial bomb, there are still defensive trenches dug by the Japanese and puppet troops before, as well as large holes created by the aerial bombs.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers of the 772nd Regiment jumped into trenches and pits to avoid the Japanese artillery fire.

"Old Li, hurry up and let your artillery battalion fire and blow up the mortar positions of the bastards!"

Behind the ridge of Fengzhang Mountain, a group of regiment-level commanders were lying here, using binoculars to observe the situation of the Japanese cavalry on the opposite side. Cheng Shifa said angrily.

Li Yunlong turned his head and asked loudly: "Yao Shangwu, have you found the Japanese mortar position?"

More than ten meters away, Yao Shangwu quickly found the Japanese mortar position in an open space 2 kilometers away through the 16x gun scope and the trajectory of the artillery shells.

Yao Shangwu replied loudly: "Report to the leader, we found it!"

"Mark the shooting points for me!" Li Yunlong shouted loudly, "No guns are allowed to fire without my order!"

Yao Shangwu: "Yes, leader!"

Yao Shangwu quickly measured the range, and then loudly reported the artillery firing parameters to the artillerymen on the reverse slope behind.

The artillery positions left by the Japanese on the reverse slope are very complete, with sandbags surrounding each artillery position.

Even if the Japanese mortar position on the opposite side cannot be seen, the artillerymen can still quickly adjust the shooting parameters of the mountain artillery and field artillery based on the parameters provided by the battalion commander.

As the gunner quickly turned the handle, the muzzle slowly rose, and then was quickly fixed. The gunner quickly stuffed the yellow-orange shells into the barrel and closed the running bolt, then knelt down on one knee and pulled the match rope, ready to fire at any time.

When Cheng Shifa heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He glared and said angrily: "Li Yunlong, what do you mean? It's not that your soldiers are being bombarded. You don't feel bad about it, do you?"

Li Yunlong hummed.

"Are you, Blind Cheng, the commander, or am I the commander?"

"Headquarters has appointed me as the commander. Once the guns are fired, everyone must obey my orders. No one is allowed to fire without my order!"

"Damn it, this is outrageous!"

Cheng Shi said angrily: "Li Yunlong, you are so stupid as to avenge yourself!"

Li Yunlong turned away and ignored Cheng Shifa. He picked up the telescope and continued to observe the movements of the Japanese cavalry.

Ding Wei on the side advised.

"Lao Cheng, calm down, Lao Li is not that kind of person."

"When we fire here, it is true that we can immediately destroy the Japanese mortar position, but the Japanese will definitely find something wrong."

"If the Japanese cavalry detects an ambush, they might just turn around and run away, and they won't be able to catch up."

"If the Japanese escape, then you soldiers of the 772nd Regiment will have suffered a shelling in vain."

Cheng Shifa's expression froze. He was confused because of concern. He saw his soldiers being shelled and temporarily disorganized. He did not expect this.

Immediately, he continued to observe with his telescope, praying that the Japanese cavalry could launch an attack as soon as possible.

After a while, Li Yunlong's expression suddenly changed and he said: "The Japanese cavalry are about to attack!"

Ding Wei and Cheng Shifa looked intently and saw the Japanese cavalry drawing their sabers one after another.

From a distance, one can feel the fierce and fierce momentum coming from the Japanese cavalry.

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The Japanese Tengjia Cavalry Regiment and about 700 Japanese Cavalry were in an attacking posture.

The three cavalry squadrons were divided into three rows and arranged neatly, with fierce expressions on the faces of the Japanese cavalry.

The crooked-mouthed war god Fuji Koshiro walked slowly in front of the team on horseback, while raising the commander's command sword and loudly doing pre-war mobilization to boost the morale of the Japanese cavalry.

"Warriors of the Japanese Empire!"

"The time has come to make contributions to His Majesty the Emperor and the Empire of Japan!"

"Come over with me and chop off the heads of these Chinese pigs!"

"His Majesty the Emperor is on board, the Empire of Japan is on board!"

The Japanese cavalry raised their rifles and sabers and shouted: "Onboard, onboard!"

"Kill!" Fujikoshiro shouted loudly, holding the commander's sword in his hand, clamping the horse's legs, and the horse started running quickly towards Fengzhang Mountain.

The Japanese cavalry behind them made synchronized movements with Fujikoshiro. No. 700 Japanese cavalry raised their rifles and Type 32 sabers high.

The Japanese cavalry screamed strangely and shouted for "ladder". As the horses under their crotches accelerated, they surged towards the Fengzhang Mountain position like a tide.

As the horse's hooves rolled, smoke and dust quickly rose.

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment raised their heads out of the trench and looked over, and were stunned.

The vast majority of soldiers have never faced the scene of so many cavalry charges. They are so fierce and fierce that the faint of heart may be so scared that they will urinate on the spot.

More than 700 Japanese cavalrymen charged, creating a momentum that was no less than a thousand troops.

The Japanese mortar shells came down again, and the soldiers quickly retracted their heads into the defensive trenches.

Unlike Ding Wei and Cheng Shifa, Li Yunlong's expression was calm. If he had a dozen Min-24 heavy machine guns in his hand, there would be no need for cavalry at all.

There are more than a dozen Min-24 heavy machine guns, more than a hundred light machine guns, and dozens of Type 92 heavy machine guns placed on the Fengzhang Mountain position.

How many Japanese cavalry come, how many will die.

However, the Type 92 heavy machine gun, the crooked handle, and the Czech machine gun's sustained firepower are far from comparable to the Maxim.

That is not safe. If the Japanese cavalry rushes into the position, it will be a disaster.

Seeing the Japanese cavalry rushing into the 1 kilometer radius of Fengzhang Mountain, Li Yunlong turned his head and shouted: "Send a signal bomb!"

Xiao Zhang, the security guard behind Li Yunlong, heard the order, raised his hand and pulled the trigger of the flare gun in his hand, and immediately a red flare shot into the air.

The independent regiment cavalry battalion, the new regiment cavalry company, and the 358th regiment cavalry company hidden behind Fengzhang Mountain are already ready.

Seeing the rising red signal flare, Sun Desheng's hoarse and wild howl suddenly rose into the sky: "Chinese cavalry, attack!"

More than 500 Chinese cavalrymen rushed out from the right wing of Fengzhang Mountain.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Half of the Jizhong Cavalry Regiment ambushing on the left wing of Fengzhang Mountain, led by Wang Nairong, the political commissar of the Jizhong Cavalry Regiment, rushed out simultaneously.

At the same time, half of the Jizhong Cavalry Regiment, which was ambushed on the bank of Taohe River in the south of Zhengtai Railway, jumped up from the river bank under the order of regiment commander Ma Renxing.

The Chinese cavalry from three directions quickly spread out in formation, like three unsheathed indestructible swords, stabbing at the Japanese cavalry from three different directions.

After hearing the movement of our own cavalry.

Li Yunlong stood up directly from the ridge, jumped to his feet with eyes wide open, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Fire!"

"Fire!" Yao Shangwu immediately turned to the artillerymen below and shouted loudly.

Boom boom…

A series of dull sounds immediately came from the artillery position on the reverse slope, and shells from more than a dozen mountain guns and field guns roared out of the gun barrels.

There was no need to even test fire, and the artillery fire was directly directed towards the Japanese mortar positions.

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1,000 meters away from the Fengzhangshan position, the Japanese cavalry commander Fujikoshiro even saw that the Tuba Road in the Fengzhangshan position ahead was under heavy shelling by the cavalry artillery squadron, but the light and heavy machine guns were not set up.

The corners of Fujikoshiro's mouth could not help but turn up slightly. Tubalu was Tubalu, and he obviously had no experience in dealing with cavalry.

Is it still too late to wait until the cavalry rushes into the distance of 3,400 meters before hastily setting up guns and firing?

Fujikoshiro and the Japanese soldiers seemed to see the Eighth Route Army soldiers being beheaded one by one by the imperial cavalry.

Suddenly Fujikoshiro saw a red tail flame rising high on the top of the mountain opposite.

It's a flare!

Is there an ambush on Tubal Road?

A bad omen appeared in Fujikoshiro's mind.

Soon Fujikoshiro and the Japanese cavalry heard artillery shells whizzing past their heads again.

That was not the sound of Type 98 90mm mortar shells, but... the screams of field artillery and mountain artillery flying across the sky.

Where did the field artillery and mountain artillery come from?

Before Fujikoshiro could figure out the situation, large groups of cavalry appeared on both sides of Fengzhang Mountain, coming with a rumble.

A Japanese soldier exclaimed: "Colonel, there are also Chinese cavalry on the flanks!"

Fujikoshiro's face suddenly darkened, and he looked towards the left wing. There was also a puff of smoke and dust rising from the left wing. The formation was probably no less than 500 riders.

Immediately, Fujikoshiro's expression became fierce and he shouted loudly: "The Japanese Imperial Army is invincible, kill!"

It was obviously too late to stop the charge at this time. The cavalry in front would be trampled to pieces by the cavalry coming from behind if they stopped suddenly.

Even if they could stop, the accelerating Eighth Route Cavalry would scatter the Japanese cavalry in an instant.

At present, it is not that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, but that there is no turning back when the bow is drawn.

"Nishiuchi!" The Japanese cavalryman holding a mounted rifle dropped his mounted rifle, drew his saber, and charged towards the Chinese cavalry.
To be continued...