Rise From Eight Hundred

People look at things from different angles depending on their position.

From the perspective of the Japanese army, Captain Matsumoto Uemon showed his courage as a soldier!

The Japanese army captain, who had already lost his rapid-fire artillery squadron, held his sword with both hands, pointed the blade forward, and pointed desperately and firmly at the Chinese cavalry that was "smashing" like a huge wave only 60 meters away from him.

No matter what his purpose was, whether he wanted to cover the retreat of his already extremely panicked colleagues, or to prove his courage as an imperial soldier, or to arouse his colleagues' determination to resist and not become a lamb to be slaughtered...

However, a person who dared to raise his last weapon in the face of nearly a hundred cavalrymen with cold blades was worthy of respect, even if he was an enemy.

However, for the Chinese cavalrymen who were running wildly, they could not see the captain's gold star on Matsumoto Uemon's epaulettes, nor could they see the samurai sword that Matsumoto Uemon raised in despair, nor could they feel his so-called military courage. They only saw the enemy, the enemy in the shit-yellow military uniform. Whether you resisted or not, they would swing the sword down.

Captain Matsumoto Uemon's samurai sword was quite sharp. Under the winter sun, it flashed a chilling cold light. However, in front of a saber carrying thousands of kilograms of kinetic energy, no matter how sharp the sword was, it was actually not as useful as an iron rod.

With a slight "clang" sound, the Japanese Army Captain's samurai sword was cut off by a Chinese cavalryman who passed by him at high speed at the first encounter.

The Chinese cavalryman did not stop and continued to rush forward at high speed.

Immediately afterwards, another cavalryman swung his saber!

The Japanese Army Captain's body was stiff and motionless until the cavalryman ran more than ten meters away, and a head with a helmet slowly fell from his neck, and a fountain of blood spurted out nearly two meters high.

And perhaps because the knife was too fast, the headless body stained with blood was still standing, until another horse whistled past from one side, and the body fell up to the sky!

The so-called courage is nothing in front of absolute strength!

This should be the first captain-level officer of the Japanese Army to die in this cavalry raid, but he will definitely not be the last one.

However, this military achievement that should be recorded in the war record cannot be recorded on an individual, because no one knows who they killed, or how many they killed. Everyone mechanically swung their knives and slashed at every enemy in their sight. Anyone wearing a yellow military uniform was an enemy.

Who would remember whether the epaulettes on his shoulders were captains or soldiers? No one has that time.

The most terrifying thing about cavalry to infantry is the high speed they get with the help of war horses. Even though it is now an era dominated by hot weapons, the high speed of the high-speed advance makes it impossible to aim. Even if the remaining few Japanese infantry have tried very hard to shoot their own bullets, the huge panic has made them lose their former accuracy. Not only did they have almost no substantial results, but they were also killed by the cavalry that passed by nearby at high speed one after another.

The saber, which carries the huge kinetic energy of a horse running wildly, often leaves a horrifying blade. Not to mention the fragile human body, even if you raise a Type 38 rifle to block it, you may be cut in half.

Of course, it also depends on the quality of the sword. The sabers equipped by the cavalry company of the Fourth Regiment are mostly goose-feather-shaped, with a thicker back and some characteristics of Japanese swords, making the blade length reach 90 cm. This kind of saber is extremely sharp, and it can cut a wooden stick as thick as a calf in half, but its armor-piercing ability is slightly lacking. In this raid, at least three sabers were broken in half when they fought back desperately with the Japanese infantry.

However, it is not a bad thing to find shortcomings on the battlefield. This has become an opportunity for the cavalry company of the Fourth Regiment to propose a new type of saber for improvement and manufacture in the future when all of them are equipped with Tang swords.

The most shining boy in the audience has to be Tang Tuanzuo.

It's not because his riding skills are the best. From Gong Shaoxun to ordinary sergeants, the cavalry company of the Fourth Regiment has at least been in the army for three years and lived on horseback for more than two years. As for the "half-baked" level of Tang Dao training for three months, relying entirely on physical strength and flexibility to accurately shoot on horseback, if it's not the last, it can be ranked in the top ten.

Other cavalry rely on collective strength. You cut with a knife, and I will cut with the next knife. Almost no Japanese soldier can avoid the third knife. Tang Tuanzuo, who has no cavalry tactical concept, is not alone. He has Hammer.

Hammer, who has completely recovered from his injuries, has grown into a big dog. Not to mention his weight of nearly 80 kilograms, his endurance and speed are both top-notch. He even leads the already head-on warhorse in a 700-meter charge.

Others are leading with a horse, but Hammer is definitely leading with a dog.

A Japanese sergeant in the simple trench desperately aimed at the Tang Dao and his horse, but the next moment, he was bitten on the arm by the hammer that rushed over at high speed, and the huge force directly knocked the sturdy Japanese sergeant to the ground.

Then, the extremely smart hammer did not want to fight, and immediately let go of his mouth and crawled away.

The next moment, Tang Dao arrived on a red horse, and even without using a knife, the horse's hoof slammed over the thick body of the Japanese sergeant.

The Japanese sergeant could still spit blood at the first blow, and then the horse's hoof stepped on his face.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", which was a bit like the sound of a watermelon being stepped on, and then there was nothing else.

One person, one horse and a dog, the tacit cooperation, not to mention that Lü Sanjiang and several cavalrymen who followed up were stunned, even Tang Dao himself was quite surprised.

This title of the Chosen Son of Heaven is undeniable!

Of course, in addition to the hammer's help, the main reason that allows Tang Dao to chop people like chopping cabbage on the battlefield is the samurai sword in his hand.

Anyway, it's a Japanese sword, Tang Dao doesn't care at all. No matter who it is, no matter whether he raises a rifle to block or not, he just uses his arm strength and swings the sword.

If Fujiwara Sen's oshio were here, Tang Dao probably wouldn't have to use all his strength to fight him. Just this posture of using the precious sword as a hatchet can cause internal injuries to the number one young martial artist in Japan!

It can only be said that the Fujiwara family's ancestral precious sword is really not covered. With one swing of the sword, it often cuts off the gun and the person together!

The blood was so gushing that no object within a radius of more than ten square meters could be spared!

After killing ten people in a row, Tang Dao and the red horse under his seat were dripping with blood. The bloody smell on the man and the horse was like they had just come out of a slaughterhouse.

Even Hammer, whose eyes were red from the killing intent, subconsciously moved away from the Tang Dao. It was not because he was afraid of the Tang Dao, but because the bloody smell on the Tang Dao was too strong, especially for dogs whose sense of smell was more than ten times that of humans. It was an enhanced version of a butcher.

The Chinese cavalry looked at their commander covered in blood and were completely convinced!

He not only had amazing courage, but also had strength that ordinary people could not reach!

It can only be said that this was a disaster day for the artillery of the 2nd Infantry Regiment.

A dozen Japanese infantrymen and the brave Captain Matsumoto Uemon were killed in the first wave of cavalry charge, and then there was no resistance. The hundreds of Japanese artillerymen on the artillery position were like quails whose nests were blown up. They had no other movements except running.

However, in front of nearly two hundred cavalrymen running at high speed and the sharp blades, all their escapes were in vain.

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Far away!

Looking at the artillery position 700 meters away, which was already filled with killing sounds, Ishiguro Sadazo, who was stunned for a while, pushed away the guards who rushed up to carry him away, and issued the last order of his life, or perhaps, it should be considered three orders.

"Order the third battalion to cover the regiment headquarters to break out to the northwest, and the first and second infantry battalions to break out on their own. Order the flag guards to burn the military flag of the regiment headquarters. I will personally lead the regiment guard squadron to block the Chinese army for the entire army. In addition, send a farewell telegram to the division commander and ask him to rebuild my 2nd Infantry Regiment at the right time!"

This Japanese Army left-winger, who played against the Tang sword for more than 3 hours but was restricted everywhere and did not perform well, showed in his last moments of life, whether it was the stupidity of trying to stop a chariot with his arms or the despair of seeking his own death, but he did not flee in embarrassment after all, but instead showed the responsibility of a general.

He had just ordered the two infantry battalions in the encirclement to break out on their own, which naturally acknowledged the fact that the 2nd Infantry Regiment had been defeated.

Breaking out on one's own is completely different from retreating. The latter is an organized retreat, and although retreating is not considered a defeat, the former is almost synonymous with rout, and the number of people who can run out is counted as much as possible.

From the appearance of the cavalry to the issuance of the order to break out on one's own, it only took a dozen seconds. Ishiguro Sadazo, who had always been extremely cautious, was resolute beyond belief.

From a tactical point of view, Tang Dao was unwilling to let the Japanese army's left-winger decisively issue the order to break out.

His goal was to completely annihilate this infantry regiment. Although the Four-Line Regiment had now been able to fully annihilate two infantry battalions, Ishiguro Sadazo still had more than 700 infantrymen that he could mobilize, and the only ones who could pursue them were Leng Feng's three battalions and a cavalry company. In terms of manpower, they could only barely tie.

If they fled with all their strength, it would only be a beautiful imagination to want to annihilate them without spending a huge price.

Tang Dao hoped that they would react a little slower, and wait until Lei Xiong and Guo Shouzhi's two infantry battalions had dealt with the enemy in front of them. Then, it would be difficult for the more than 700 Japanese invaders to escape.

Unfortunately, when Ishiguro Sadazo saw that his two artillery squadrons were finished, he immediately issued an order for the entire army to break out.

If that were the case, even if Leng Feng's third battalion and the three engineering platoons led by Yang Xiaoshan could completely wipe out the guard squadron that was left behind, the half-crippled third infantry battalion of the 2nd Infantry Regiment would have a chance to escape.

But this time, luck was obviously not on the side of the Japanese.

Xia Dayu, who was determined to become a special forces soldier, was participating in a mission for the first time.

Whether it was to let him learn more battlefield experience or to protect him, Gu Xishui sent him to be Niu Er's observer.

He was currently the first person in the Four Lines Regiment who was qualified to be called a sniper. This was Tang Dao's evaluation of Niu Er!

Today, Niu Er has "evolved" to the point where he can hit a helmet with his naked eyes at a distance of 400 meters. This is proven on the training ground. If he uses the professional-grade scope found in the secret arsenal of the Northeast Army, he can even increase his effective range to more than 560 meters.

That's because the effective range of the Mosin-Nagant rifle in his hand has reached its limit. If he is given a stronger rifle, Tang Dao has reason to believe that Niu Er's effective sniping range will reach more than 600 meters.

"Xianmu Qiyuan"

Such a level, let alone in this era, is also a sharpshooter in the future.

Tang Dao can only marvel at Niu Er's amazing shooting talent. Although his current shooting level is higher than Niu Er, don't forget that Niu Er was just a rookie who wanted to close his eyes when killing four months ago.

It took only four months to go from a rookie to a sharpshooter who could accurately kill targets hundreds of meters away. Who can compare with such an almost exaggerated speed of progress?

Perhaps in the future, Niu Er's progress will slow down significantly, but Tang Dao fully believes that he will become a sniper more terrible than himself.

Because Niu Er is different from Tang Dao. Tang Dao is an all-round warrior who needs to be proficient in almost all categories. Although his brain development has stood at the top of the pyramid of the entire human race, his energy is destined to be limited. It cannot be said that all skills can reach the peak of human beings, not to mention that he is now the head of a regiment, with more trivial matters, which is destined to make it difficult for him to go further at the current height.

Niu Er can, almost all his energy is on shooting, even when he sleeps, he holds his beloved Mosin-Nagant rifle.

Just like Mingxin's adherence to the way of "slaying demons and eliminating evil", the gun is Niu Er's way.

Niu Er and his observer Xia Dayu are on the battlefield.

Yes, since two days ago, the boy and the second sharpshooter of the Four Lines Regiment have been lurking in the wilderness on the south bank of the Mi River.

Both of them were wearing camouflage clothes woven with dry grass, hiding in the depths of the wilderness. They watched the fleeing people pass by, watched their colleagues bending over and walking through the grass, and watched the Japanese army column roaring across the road more than 200 meters away...

For two whole days, they were like two little beasts in hibernation, staying at the ambush point, motionless.

Even the large physiological activities necessary for humans were magically avoided by them.

Or, this cannot be called magical. Before entering the battlefield, they first emptied their stomachs according to the several major latent elements written by Tang Dao, and in the next two days, they rarely supplemented food, only using dried meat and milk candy to supplement the nutrients necessary for the human body.

Niu Er did not become the eyes of the Four Lines Regiment like ordinary special forces. His role was to deliver a fatal blow at the most critical moment. This was Tang Dao's expectation of him.

Therefore, he was always very patient. Even if he found the figure of a Japanese officer of the rank of Shao Zuo or above, he still waited patiently.

Until the three red flares on the main battlefield in the distance rose to the sky, the sound of gunfire became fierce in an instant, and he knew that the general attack had begun.

"Dayu, find valuable targets!" Niu Er finally stretched out his Mosin-Nagant rifle from under his camouflage clothes and gave a soft order.

Xia Dayu licked his long-dried lips and cast his eyes on the Japanese headquarters 600 meters away, but his eyes could not hide the loss.

Originally, the Japanese headquarters was only 200 meters away from them. The figures of officers of the rank of Shao Zuo or even Zhong Zuo appeared in his telescope more than once, but the distance was too close. Niu Er could hit them with one shot, but then they would be chased by hundreds of Japanese soldiers.

After all, it was not the time to exchange lives for lives. The young Niu Er and the young Xia Dayu could only endure this temptation. Even if the Japanese regiment moved and several big pieces of fat slipped away from under their noses, they did not make any moves.

Now, it is finally possible, but the distance is too far. Xia Dayu, who is performing a mission for the first time, is of course unwilling.

Then, the figure of a Japanese officer riding a tall horse surrounded by a group broke into the field of view of Xia Dayu's telescope.

Because the distance is too far, even with a four-fold telescope, it is a bit blurry. Xia Dayu can't see the rank of the Japanese officer clearly, but his subconscious tells him that it is a big fish.

"Azimuth southwest 15 degrees, distance 600 to 620 meters, wind direction northeast..." Xia Dayu reported the data softly according to the observer's code that he had practiced hard for a month.

Niu Er pointed the muzzle of the gun in that direction, one eye looked at the sight, and the other eye squinted slightly.

The target of one man and one horse is large enough to be clear in the scope, but only Niu Er knows that his palms are sweaty.

Because this distance is already dozens of meters beyond his range!

As a fine design of the bear, the effective range of the Mosin-Nagant rifle for sniper models can reach 1,000 meters. The future White Death who killed 500 opponents, Vasily at the gates of the city, and the Chinese sharpshooter who killed more than 200 beautiful cowboys on the northern ice field all used this classic rifle.

But obviously, Niu Er is not as lucky as them. The "Water Link" in his hand is still produced from the M1891 produced 12 years ago. Because of excessive use, the rifling is almost worn flat, but even so, this rifle can still maintain an extremely straight trajectory at a distance of more than 500 meters.

Of course, the reason why Niu Er was so determined to choose this rifle instead of the Japanese Type 38 rifle, which may have a longer range, was that the smokeless gunpowder bullet used in the "Water Link" was white and less smoke after shooting, which was more conducive to concealment, and the destructive power of the 7.62mm bullet was far greater than the Japanese 6.5mm Yusaka bullet.

Undoubtedly, this was a gambling-style ultra-long-range sniper. If he could not hit the target with one shot, the Japanese officer, who was obviously of a prominent status, would be alert. Seeing that there were at least ten people surrounding him, he knew that there would be no chance for a second shot.

However, if he did not shoot, the Japanese officer would go further and further away, and the chance would be slimmer, so Niu Er could only gamble.

Bet that he could perform exceptionally once!

Or, it was up to the Chinese sniper and the Japanese officer to see their luck.

After holding his breath for five seconds, at the moment when the Japanese officer's horse began to move forward, Niu Er fired!

The crisp sound of the gunshots rang out, and the faint white smoke rose from the two men's hiding place.

In Xia Dayu's telescope, the Japanese officer was still sitting on the horse.

"I missed!" Xia Dayu clenched his fists.

The next moment, something strange happened!

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