Tang Dao, who jumped off the horse, not only avoided his blade, but also incredibly formed an extremely burly body.

At the moment when Fujiwara was about to be kicked by the iron that was urged by Fujiwara to run, he was like a big leather ball that was kicked hard by someone, drilling into the horse's belly.

Then, Fujiwara, who had not yet fully reacted, flew out.

In the shrill neighing of the horse, the big green horse under Fujiwara had a shorter body, as if it had hit a wall and fell to the ground with a horizontal stroke.

Fujiwara didn't have the chance to install a 360-degree camera on his love horse, and could not see what his love horse had encountered, but the Chinese cavalry closest to Tang Dao saw it very clearly.

After slamming his burly body into a ball of Tang sword with a reduced force into a ball, the human body ball not only wanted to avoid the trampling of the war horse, but also took the opportunity to sweep the rifle in his hand with one hand.

Good guy!

I guess the big eyes of several Chinese Mongolian horses couldn't help but "the pupils shrank" at that moment!

No matter how thick the horse's legs are, they will not be broken on the spot when they are involved in high-speed sports!

The Dongyang horse, which had broken a horse's leg, staggered and fell forward fiercely.

This is the Japanese officer on the horse's back reacting quickly. The moment the horse fell, his feet left the stirrups and flew out of the horse's back with inertia. Otherwise, he would be pressed under his body by nearly a thousand pounds of behemoths, and no matter how good his skills were, he would have to be crushed to death.

Being crushed to death by a horse worth over a thousand pounds is definitely not a good experience.

The sudden drop of Fujiwara, who was thrown seven or eight meters away, was thrown away by an out-of-control war horse. It was just the instinct of a warrior. It did not mean that he could have a flat sand fallen geese like an ancient Chinese master. He turned around and landed smoothly in the air and then took a few missteps. He could resolve the forward rushing force, and then turn around and look at the opponent coldly with a knife.

The real scene is that the second generation of the Guizhou who was praised by the master of swordsmanship as hoped to become the top Japanese swordsmanship master fell so hard that it splashed on the ground with a 'dong!' sound. It also rolled continuously for countless rounds.

If he hadn't wisely dropped the shaking saber in his hand, he wouldn't have fallen to death if he couldn't do it, and he would have been stabbed to death by his own knife.

But I have to say that the guys who can be valued by the elders and sent to the army for training still have two tricks. If you put them in ordinary people, you will be beaten up if you don’t get half broken.

But although this person was also very embarrassed, covered in dust and his fair face was covered in blood and blood. He looked like an unlucky child who had just been beaten up by a gangster, he still stood up very agilely.

Unarmed, he looked fiercely at the Chinese cavalry surrounding him.

Of course, the focus of his eyes was still ahead of him.

The guy who broke the leg of the green horse under his seat with a shot also stood up from the ground, allowing his cavalry to whistle past him, and looked coldly at the Japanese officer who was getting up from the ground.

At this time, the battlefield is coming to an end.

The six Japanese cavalrymen who followed the Japanese officer into the array did not kill the cavalry formation like in the previous round.

First, their speed cannot be increased to the maximum speed in this more than 100 meters of space; second, they only have six people, while the Chinese cavalry has reached a hundred people.

A Japanese cavalry slashed at least two or three sword lights slashed at him.

And for the proud Japanese cavalry, they still don’t want to die in their subconscious mind.

However, on the battlefield, those who die often don’t want to die.

Whether it is dodging or blocking, he avoided blocking the first, second, third, and third. Can he avoid the fourth, fifth, and sixth one after another?

The ending is obvious.

The proud Japanese cavalry were slashed one after another.

Even the young cavalry who had just been extremely upset that he had implicated the squad leader had made military achievements in this round of battle. The Japanese army, who had continuously blocked the sword lights of the five Chinese cavalry passing by him, was slashed into the belly by a knife he passed by at high speed.

The extremely sharp blade cut the military uniform and cut the thick subcutaneous fat and cut the cartilage. A pile of steaming organs rushed out of the huge wound. The Japanese cavalry howled and threw down the sabre, blocking the wound with their hands to try to stuff the organs that were ventilating the heat and blood back.

An extremely strange smell rippled in the air.

Not the smell of blood.

Perhaps, those who have entered the slaughterhouse can recall that smell.

That may be a scene where normal people will have nightmares after watching it.

Soon, another Chinese cavalry rushed to end the terrifying scene.

Swipe away with one knife.

The howling Japanese army was quiet.

The seemingly hard neck bone was as fragile as wheat straw in front of the saber, and it was broken with one knife.

My head was rolling on the ground like a kicked ball, until unfortunately I was stepped on by a horse's hoof...

It was not until this time that the neck cavity that had lost its head suddenly ejaculated, two or three meters high.

The blood mist drifts in the autumn wind in the southeast.

From a distance, it looks like a blooming flower.

The cruel and gorgeous flower of life.

However, no one went to appreciate this, and the rushing cavalry strangled the reins and slowed down, turned their horses to prepare for another fight.

Tens of meters away, two people who had fallen into the ground were looking at each other.

Then, Tang Dao walked towards the Japanese officer with a rifle and took big steps.

"My name is Fujiwara Bochi, who is the direct line of the Fujiwara family in Kyoto. If you can let me go today, my Fujiwara family will be rewarded." Fujiwara Bochi, who found the knife he fell to the ground, looked at the Tang Dao that was pushing towards him, and then looked at the more than a hundred Chinese cavalry who were slowing down in front of him. He had no pride on his face, but he was very bachelor in holding a self-reporting house that was not very proficient in Chinese.

"Is the Fujiwara family in Kyoto, Japan? A great nobleman! I didn't expect that there was a big fish in some small shrimps." Tang Dao, who was walking over with big strides, looked surprised.

"Yes, my Fujiwara family is an indispensable force in the imperial political arena, and it has been passed down for thousands of years." Fujiwara's face was excited when he heard Tang Dao say this, and he even tried his best to promote his background.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! What he is most worried about finally didn't happen. If he meets someone who doesn't know the goods, I'm afraid it's useless to say that he is the son of His Majesty the Emperor.

Fortunately, the Chinese person in front of me is not.

"No need for you to introduce it, of course I know what influence your Fujiwara family has in Japan. This invasion of China has caused many shadows of your family's fuel to the fire." Tang Dao stood 15 meters away from Fujiwara and said coldly.

"That's a matter at the national level. All of us are our masters. If you can let me go back or exchange prisoners of war, I will promise you for our commander Shigeshiro Sumatsu to release one hundred, no, five hundred Chinese prisoners of war." Fujiwara heard the strong murderous aura in Tang Dao's understatement, and hurriedly took out his own chips.

"Exchange prisoners of war?" Tang Dao's eyes were stern.

Taking a deep breath, holding guns in both hands, approaching Fujiwara Mori.

"Why?" Fujiwara, who was alert with his sword in both hands, asked in surprise.

However, Tang Dao did not give him a chance.

Although the cavalry rifle is shorter than the spear used by infantry, it is not known where it is longer than a saber.

Fujiwara's sword was quick, but Tang Dao's gun was even more fierce.

The so-called Japanese sword-flowing technique was used in front of a fierce man like Tang Dao, who was a master of national skills. It was blocked by the murderous Tang Dao with a gun body, and then the bayonet followed the situation and pierced the heart with one knife.

A fierce move kills the enemy.

The Chinese cavalry who were rushing over on horseback made their scalp numb.

During the cavalry battle just now, this Japanese officer had sharp sword skills and had cut at least four opponents who fought with him.

But unexpectedly, in front of this amazing deputy director Tang, he didn't even walk a single move.

"Why?" Fujiwara's knife fell gently, and rose-colored blood foam appeared from his mouth. He stared at Tang Dao blankly, wanting to know the answer.

The chips he gave were obviously very attractive! Isn’t it okay to exchange for five hundred?

Of course, Fujiwara Ichi didn't know that if he put other conditions on it, he might be able to consider it. After all, if he used this Japanese nobleman, he might be able to exchange for something good. No matter how bad it is, it would be okay to tie him up on the city wallet during the war and act as a personal sandbag.

But he said that prisoners of war aroused the anger of Tang Dao.

Did the Japanese keep prisoners of war in the early stages of the war?

Have the culprit of the Jinling massacre, the 10th Army, spared the Chinese who begged them for their lives?

Not.

"Do you want to know the answer?" Tang Dao said coldly as he looked at the Japanese officer whose life had entered the countdown.

"It's a pity that I have no obligation to answer questions to the beast."

Fujiwara Motoichi died!

In this battle, the 1st Cavalry Squadron of the 28th Cavalry Regiment of the 114th Division was 98 people from Major Ikong Fujiwara, and all of them were killed in battle.

China, 19 people were killed in battle and 13 seriously injured, without minor injuries.
Chapter completed!