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Cavalry Regiment Commander Yao Wangshan also wanted to have a real cavalry duel with the Japanese, but as a commander, he could not act rashly.

Zhao Yunwen had already reorganized the cavalry regiment, making them more like infantry regiments on horseback, equipped with a large amount of heavy firepower, greatly enhancing their offensive capabilities.

The combat methods also abandoned the traditional saber fighting, and instead mainly used submachine guns and carbines.

The two cavalry battalions advanced from the left and right, while the third battalion, mainly equipped with heavy firepower, guarded the flanks to prevent the Japanese infantry from getting close.

The Japanese cavalry battalion directly commanded three cavalry companies, each with more than 160 riders, totaling more than 500 riders, equipped with lances and sabers.

The Japanese cavalry was an aristocratic unit, and almost all of its officers were nobles. Yoshio Hirano even held the title of baron, but he always charged to the front in every battle.

The other Japanese soldiers formed a well-organized cavalry formation and followed behind, while Hirano Yoshio took the lead as the arrowhead in the wedge formation.

The cavalry formed an inverted triangle formation, with two battalions parallel to each other, stretching hundreds of meters in front. The first rank was filled with assault gunners, who were also equipped with pistols and sabers, armed to the teeth.

When Hirano Yoshio saw the cavalry regiment's formation, he couldn't help but smile contemptuously. In his opinion, the Chinese didn't understand cavalry warfare at all.

A wide, flat military formation is easily split open by the arrowheads of a wedge formation; this is suicidal. Hirano Yoshio decided to grant them their wish, brandishing his saber and roaring:

"Warriors, let the Chinese see who the true cavalry of the East are!"

"Thrust, thud!"

The 2nd Cavalry Battalion's horses had already reached their maximum speed, and the battle would now be decided with sabers. They disdained using lances, as those could only fire one shot at most during a high-speed charge, with no chance to pull the bolt back.

The cavalry regiment soldiers all held their MP38 submachine guns at level and fired fiercely at the Japanese soldiers from a distance of over a hundred meters, emptying a magazine in a short time.

The effect was significant; the Japanese cavalrymen fell one after another as the bullets flew, and the hit rate increased greatly as the distance closed.

With a magazine capacity of 28 rounds, it is enough to fire three to four bursts. Even if it is just a first hit, any charging gunner can take down two or three cavalrymen.

Many bullets struck the warhorses, and the bodies of the Japanese cavalrymen and their horses fell one after another. In just one exchange, the Japanese cavalry suffered over a hundred casualties.

The fallen corpses of men and horses became obstacles to the cavalry's charge, tripping up many defiant cavalrymen and causing great chaos in the Japanese army's formation.

The assault musketeers slowed down to allow the saber-wielding men to overtake them. Before the Japanese could reorganize their ranks, hundreds of saber-wielding men charged into the enemy lines at an unstoppable speed.

With swords flashing, the panicked Japanese cavalrymen were cut down one after another. The Second Cavalry Battalion suffered heavy losses and was defeated in a daze.

Yoshio Hirano's eyes were practically spitting fire. He had luckily dodged the first round of fire, but he had already lost control of his troops.

His warriors were being slaughtered unilaterally, with the Chinese using swords up close and lances from afar, killing the Japanese soldiers and causing them to fall in disarray.

The cavalry regiment's tactics filled him with immense humiliation, and he cursed loudly:

"You bastard! A disgrace to the cavalry! What kind of skill is it to use a submachine gun? You've completely disgraced the cavalry!"

"A victory that is not earned through honor!"

Hirano Yoshio raised his saber and slashed at the cavalrymen. Another submachine gunner fired a burst at him. Before the blade could touch the cavalrymen, he was hit by several submachine gun bullets. He fell from his horse in great dismay and crashed to the ground, where he was trampled into a bloody pulp by the chaotic horses.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, the 2nd Cavalry Battalion was almost completely annihilated. Just as Yao Wangshan was preparing to launch a further attack on the Japanese brigade headquarters, the chief of staff came to report:

"Commander, this is bad! A large number of Japanese infantry have appeared on both flanks and are closing in on our unit."

Holding the brilliant plan given to him by Zhao Yunwen, Yao Wangshan coldly shouted:

"Stop cleaning up the battlefield—retreat!"

"Notify the Third Battalion to hold off the Japanese and cover the main force's retreat."

The cavalry regiment pretended to be frightened by the Japanese infantry and led the regiment in a hasty retreat.

Two main battalions of the 30th Infantry Regiment were ordered to reinforce, and three companies of the 2nd Battalion, scattered on both flanks, were the first to surround them, bringing the total strength to nearly three thousand men.

The cavalry regiment feigned exhaustion and fled, deliberately slowing down to give the Japanese infantry the illusion that their horses had run out of steam.

Having suffered such a heavy loss before, He Zeng of the 3rd Mixed Brigade knew that the honor of the Kwantung Army could not be challenged. Several battalion commanders ordered a pursuit without consulting their regimental commanders.

The cavalry regiment suffered a complete rout, abandoning their armor and weapons, and discarding all the captured guns, ammunition, and supplies. They were in a sorry state, pursued and attacked by three thousand infantrymen, and the cavalry had no regard for their reputation.

The Japanese regimental commander felt increasingly uneasy as they pursued. They had reached the entrance of a valley, and the main force had already entered the valley, leaving only the regimental headquarters hanging outside.

The senior staff also reminded him:

"Commander, avoid entering valleys; beware of ambushes!"

Regimental Commander Colonel Yamamoto Kore's face was grim. Saying this now was tantamount to hindsight, and he angrily retorted:

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier? The regimental headquarters should stop the pursuit, seize advantageous terrain, and support the main force;

Immediately send orders to the main force to withdraw immediately!

Wolf Valley, the ambush position of the 323rd Brigade, most of the Japanese troops have entered the encirclement, with only a small number still outside the valley. Zhao Yunwen has taken over command.

Frontline commander Qiu Fengzi came to request instructions:

"Commander, the Japanese vanguard is about to leave the valley, but the rest haven't entered yet. Should we begin the feast immediately?"

Zhao Yunwen had already noticed something unusual on the minimap: the Japanese troops lagging behind had suddenly stopped advancing and instead split up to climb the mountains on both sides, a reaction that indicated they had sensed danger.

Although Zhao Yunwen was somewhat disappointed, he wasn't about to let the opportunity slip away, and decisively gave the order:

"Ignore them, close the net immediately, and eliminate the Japanese soldiers in the valley first!"

Qiu Fengzi had been waiting for this order, and excitedly accepted it. This was a mission involving more than two thousand Kwantung Army soldiers; his time to make a name for himself had come!

"Brothers, fire! Defeat the myth of the invincible Kwantung Army!"

At this moment, more than two thousand Japanese soldiers were arranged in two attack formations and were quickly passing through the valley, completely unaware that death was beckoning to them.

The 3rd Mixed Brigade had been fighting against the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army outside the Great Wall. They were in an absolutely dominant position. They could do whatever they wanted, not just a regiment, but even a battalion.

After being seconded to fight in the interior, his first battle was in Guide, where his opponent was Huang Jie's Eighth Army, a German-equipped division of the Central Army known as the most elite in China. He was utterly defeated by them.

The series of victories gave them the illusion that the Kwantung Army was invincible, and the 2nd Division was a formidable force that dominated the Far East. They never expected to be ambushed.

The fact that two or three thousand infantrymen dared to chase after a cavalry regiment speaks volumes.

Dozens of long tongues of fire suddenly spewed out from the mountain ridges on both sides; these were all M1919 medium machine guns, with astonishing power.

Bullets rained down on the Japanese soldiers like a storm, killing them and sending them flying. Even the most elite Kwantung Army soldiers couldn't withstand a single machine gun bullet.

The team leader shouted in a shrill voice:

"Baka yarou, there's an ambush!"

His voice was quickly swallowed by the sound of exploding shells. The artillery groups used by the two regiments became the Japanese's nightmare. Rows of shells crashed into the valley from both sides of the mountain. As long as the Japanese were grouped together, they would be covered by artillery fire and would not be able to form an impact to break through.

The Japanese infantry had no choice but to brave the hail of bullets and break through to the mountains on both sides; this was their only way out.

With cavalry in front and layers of fortified ambush positions blocking their way, it was impossible for them to break through.

After the first round of heavy fire, the Japanese suffered hundreds of casualties. Their ranks were in disarray, and they fought independently. They were pinned down on the hillside by the dense firepower of the ambushing troops, and their casualties skyrocketed.

Outside the valley, Colonel Yamamoto, commander of the 30th Infantry Regiment, had lost all his previous arrogance and asked dejectedly:

"We're surrounded by Chinese, what do we do?"