Wang Hong got rid of the pursuers and hid in the valley of Huidian to wait for Lao Zheng. Lao Zheng was also chased by the Japanese army, allowing Wang Hong and others to spend the night in the mountains before they ran over.

The group was a little embarrassed. After a little discussion, they started to go home.

On the way back, the two of them always felt that Shanhaiguan had not gone to see it with their own eyes, so they turned to the mountain where they could see Shanhaiguan, hoping to see the situation there.

At Shanhaiguan, there was a fog in the dark and I couldn't see anything clearly. But both of them knew that the signs inside and outside the pass could not withstand the Japanese airplanes and cannons, and it was only a matter of time before they could not withstand the Japanese army's planes and cannons were lost.

While leaving, he saw a team of Japanese artillery soldiers pushing artillery on the hillside a few miles away.

The artillery soldiers had few guards, and as many as two or three hundred Japanese artillery soldiers were pushing heavy artillery up the hillside with mules, horses and manpower.

Seeing this, Wang Hong's eyes were getting bigger, and Lao Zheng was not going to miss this fighter plane. The two of them turned their eyes and decided.

The two of them tried their best to do this because they knew that the Chinese army in Shanhaiguan, let alone artillery, did not even have heavy machine guns. To aim the guns of these twenty cannons at the city would be equivalent to directly aiming at the Chinese army, and there was no way to fight this battle.

The artillery Jin Gui, even if he turned in, he would come back.

The two called the veterans over to discuss together, and decided to charge on horseback, rush down from the side, from front to back, mainly shooting. The grenades were basically useless. Even if they threw them to the side of the cannon, just walk by, and how much can they kill. Anyway, they can't be allowed to press all of these artillery soldiers to Shanhaiguan.

The Japanese artillery dragged a long queue of hundreds of meters and charged for a long time. Such a charge would be very dangerous, but everyone started preparing for the battle without saying anything.

After the bullets were pressed, the ropes on the horse were tightened. Everyone began to form a charge formation and slowly approached the hillside.

Wang Hong was about to rush in front, and Lao Zheng smiled and said, "You are not old and have the largest military rank. Don't look at the major general of the Northeast Army being worthless, you are not a soldier, but anyone who sees you has to salute you. Just be behind. Brother can't rush, you can rush forward."

The veterans and new recruits were laughing, and one veteran said, "Haha, I always forget that Instructor Wang is a general."

Wang Hong himself didn't think of the general, and said with some self-deprecating words: "I think I'm just a coach-like instructor."

A veteran joked: "When Instructor Wang charged forward, he took a spear and said that Zhao Zilong of Changshan was alive."

The others burst into laughter.

More than twenty people regarded life and death like games, chatting and laughing, rushed down the hillside and began to accelerate.

Although the war horses did not rush directly to the enemy, the cavalry's impact was like a dark cloud covering the top.

As soon as the horse's speed rose, the sound of hooves became even in full swing, and more than twenty Tom styles also sounded.

Not to mention the shock of the galloping horse knocking on the heart, just this truly rain-like bullet will bring no defense to the Japanese soldiers to the ground, which will scare the Japanese soldiers to death.

A team of people stood close to the Japanese army, fifty or sixty to more than one hundred meters, rushed by, firing and throwing grenades. When they rushed to halfway, nearly half of the artillery casualties were already injured.

At this time, many people had finished playing the bullets in the drum. If the equestrian was good, they would change the drums on the horse's back. If the equestrian was not good, Wang Hong, who directly took out the big belly box and continued to shoot.

The training of the Japanese artillery was not bad. Once Wang Hong and his team weakened their firepower, there would be Japanese soldiers who were not afraid of death. They grabbed their pistols and rifles and began to fight back.

The Japanese artillery carried rifles about six to one, which means that only six people had one person with a rifle, a carbine or a pistol. The rest might have an artillery knife.

Although very few Japanese soldiers had guns, the gunshots gradually increased, especially the bullets fired from behind, which hit them when they came up.

After rushing past the artillery team, the horse team turned to another direction at the foot of the mountain and ran far away, Lao Zheng began to check for casualties. In this battle, five people were slightly injured, and two of them disappeared. One of them was running with everyone, while the other one was gone.

If you are caught off guard during high-speed running, there is almost no chance of surviving. Compared to killing one thousand enemies and losing 800 by yourself, it is a big victory.

Everyone kept their sorrows in their hearts and began to rush to the death. Before the Japanese reconnaissance plane arrived, they ran for thirty miles. When they saw the plane, they hid and rested. They waited until the evening before continuing to run back.

The Japanese army not only prepared to attack at Shanhaiguan, but also deployed certain forces in other places to prevent the Chinese army from attacking. The Japanese army in these places had extremely strict defenses. At a distance of thirty miles from the existing position, they saw a pass, which was sealed by the Japanese army with fences.

The wooden fence is not high, just to stop people from passing through, but it blocks the entire road to the west of this area.

I don’t know how long it will take to run around again to find the way, so Lao Zheng was about to break through, but Wang Hong stopped him: "Lao Zheng, I’m tired and exhausted, so I can rush around again. Maybe I’ll leave it here. I’ll go and touch the whistle first, open the door and let’s sneak over."

In the middle of the night, Wang Hong sneaked over with two veterans. He grabbed the fence and silently killed several Japanese sentries, gently opened the passage, and a group of people pulled the horses over.

But the Japanese army soon discovered the dead sentry, and a cavalry team immediately chased after him.

The cavalry chased the cavalry, and it was night. It would be fine if they could hide anywhere else. But in this area, the moon was encountered in the deserted ridge, and there was little trees and grass, so there was no place to hide. Everyone could only ride horses and run wildly in the mountains, but they could not distance themselves from the pursuers.

When they ran to a mountain road and turned sharply, Wang Hong, Lao Zheng and several veterans pulled the reins almost at the same time. Everyone thought of fighting these pursuers here.

Bypassing this mountain, you can return to your own territory. There is no need to fight head-on with the opponent's cavalry. A few people discussed how to ambush and started to assign positions.

The cavalry chasing them were holding Type 44 rifles in their hands. Without being wary of them, they plunged into the encirclement and soon fell to the ground under Tom-style strafing.

Wang Hong led a few people to guard the intersection of the mountain road to prevent anyone from catching up behind him. Lao Zheng led the remaining people to clean the battlefield. They gathered up the uninjured war horses, stripped down the weapons and equipment carried by the Japanese soldiers, and placed them on their horses, and then continued to retreat.

This time, even the charge, the pursuers and the bullets brought by the same were fired. No one dared to have anything else. He could go around, and ran away when he could run, and returned to his already standing position.

Each chapter says: The "Siku Quanshu" in the Qing Dynasty claimed that it was not enough to collect skills, but only lacked sword skills. To distinguish the sword skills of swordsmen, we can see whether the sword practitioners have internal skills. Those with internal skills will be able to complete hundreds of sword techniques in one go, and their faces will not change to the best. Those without internal skills will breathe, their faces will be red, and their hands will be exhausted. No matter how good the sword skills are, they will only fight with one person, but they will be powerless. If there are two or three more people to help the enemy fight, they will definitely be defeated.
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