On April 6th, around 4 a.m., in a small stone house in Taier Village.

Since receiving bad news that Wen Songyuan and others were in danger, Cheng Jiaji had no idea what to do after he had touched Yu Juncai and Gao Shiqi. Cheng Jiaji locked himself in this small house alone, and the others were so tactful that they didn't dare to disturb him.

It doesn't mean that other people don't come to disturb Cheng Jiaji, but they don't care. Cheng Jiaji's decision is about to make. In the open space outside the small stone house, all the officers at the school level and above of the Independent 100 Brigade were waiting there. Even Xie Hong, the nominal supreme commander in Taierzhuang, didn't care about his identity and sent several officers from the front-line command center to find out the news. At this time, if a Japanese shell landed on this small open space, the Independent 100 Brigade would be paralyzed.

Cheng Jiaji was hesitating. Should he be hesitant to save the greedy and greedy army and the lonely army went deeper. It seemed that he was doomed.

At this time, Cheng Jiaji was in a dilemma.

If we send troops to rescue Wen Songyuan, let alone this will be completely disrupted. The combat plan that the war zone had approved earlier was very dangerous even if the two thousand tired soldiers in his hands are now. The opponent is a cavalry corps, and infantry is dispatched at night. If it is suddenly ambushed by the opponent's cavalry and the troops release ducks in the dark, then everything will be over.

If Cheng Jiaji didn't send troops, he would really not be willing to let Wen Songyuan, who was very desirable in his loyalty to himself and his bravery in fighting.

Although it only took a few months to come to this time and space, Cheng Jiaji still has a lot of feelings for this carefree little Wenzi. This may be the only senior officer of the independent 100 brigade who devoted himself to Cheng Jiaji's plan.

Originally, Cheng Jiaji looked down on the behavior of appointing private individuals to cultivate his direct line, from the chairman and his brother-in-law, who was the commander of a unit, but after becoming the chief officer of a unit and fighting several battles, he had completely understood the helplessness of these people from the bloody fact. People's hearts are unpredictable. If the person who leads troops to fight has few obedient and able to defeat his confidants in the army, the command of this unit will be in action!

Among the four lieutenant colonels and officers of the Independent One Hundred Brigade, the director of the Political Department, Satori is a sour and corrupt old scholar, and he is a newcomer and a young man. Although Gao Shiying is very close to him at present, he is still considerate on weekdays. But if there is any disturbance, it is hard to say whether he will stand firmly on his side. Cheng Jiaji's understanding of Gao Shiying is too rich, and his treacherous and courageous chief of staff is mostly looking around and following the wind. This can be seen from the fact that he should use the countermeasures now, he always says useless nonsense. However, he has the courage to do something to hurt the wrong thing. After all, there is Xia Weimin behind Cheng Jiaji. Gao Shiying's family is still on the ground in southern Zhejiang.

Not to mention Yu Juncai, on the surface, he was obeying his own will and obeying orders. In the future, only if he had the chance to push him down the river, it was hard to guarantee that there would be no deputy brigade commander. This can be seen from the ambition and look of yu when Yu Juncai was talking to him just now. Perhaps Yu Juncai was staring at the brigade commander's chair under him. If Wen Songyuan really had no life to come back, then his power in the Independent One Hundred Brigade would be even thinner.

After all, the only one who can share the joys and sorrows with him in the Independent One Hundred Brigade is probably the only one who is so bold. If he doesn't save Wen Songyuan, what will other people think of him? I won't have any prestige in the Independent One Hundred Brigade in the future. Even for this reason, I have to send troops to save Wen Songyuan.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiaji couldn't help but feel shocked. When did he become so selfish and utilitarian? He could even ignore the overall situation for his own private life. Isn't his original intention to come to this world a fight against Japan and serve the country? In fact, it is normal for him to think like this at this time. Everyone is born with a desire for power, but they just have the opportunity to show it. He had no conditions to pursue all this in the 21st century. After coming to this time and space, he still had some power in his hands, and asked him to give up without any mental preparation. This would make him reject this result from his heart.

However, Cheng Jiaji was generally a passionate young man at this time, otherwise he would not have reflected on this.

After a while, Cheng Jiaji found a strong support point for his behavior. As long as he could defeat his cavalry corps, the attack after dawn would be twice the result with half the effort. Otherwise, the Japanese cavalry corps would always have a time bomb blocking the door of Taierzhuang, and he might have jumped out and made a ruthless attempt to make him feel bad.

As long as you only bring the troops of the 100 independent brigade, it should not affect the garrison of Taierzhuang.

Since he had made up his mind to defeat the cavalry corps and rescue Wen Songyuan, the next problem Cheng Jiaji had to solve was how to deal with the Japanese cavalry corps.

After experiencing these few months of military career, Cheng Jiaji, who has a little understanding of the military strength of China and Japan in this era, is very clear about the Japanese cavalry tactics. Although most of the Japanese cavalry tactics were learned from China. However, in this era, whether in the operation of cavalry tactics or the quality of war horses, they have not been castrated by thousands of years and extremely backward in modern times, and are comparable to the cavalry of the Chinese army.

I remember that in the Northeast, even Tsarist Russia, the world's largest cavalry power, suffered great losses from the Japanese cavalry when the cavalry was absolutely superior to the strength of the cavalry.

Compared with the Chinese cavalry, Japanese cavalry have an absolute advantage in the management and maintenance of war horses. Unlike what ordinary people in the 21st century imagined, war horses are not an animal that can be used as the main feed. Cheng Jiaji understood this after he became a brigade commander. Never believe that using green grass as feed as feed can make war horses strong. The war horses of your cavalry unit have diarrhea all day long, and even the war horses that can't even run fast, let alone fight.

Only the food of more than five times the value of the ration of one cavalry can make the war horses strong and powerful. The Japanese army made much better than the Chinese army at one point, and the war horses basically ate bean cakes. In contrast, the food of the war horses of the Chinese army is much worse and often deducted by "strong people". Here, this powerful person refers to a person with more power compared to the war horses who cannot speak.

In this way, how can the Japanese army's war horses not be better than the Chinese army's war horses? In fact, this is the same as when fighting bayonets, the Chinese army often only needs two or three people to deal with a Japanese soldier. Cheng Jiaji believes that this is not because the Chinese army is inferior to others in terms of courage and determination. In terms of roots, it is caused by the gap in national strength between the two countries.

With these actual situations in front of us, not to mention that the entire Independent 100 Brigade could have less than 300 cavalrymen on the battlefield at that time. Even a cavalry division at that time confronted a head-on battle with a Japanese cavalry regiment, he dared not say that he was sure to win. In Cheng Jiaji's view, the cavalry duel was at least not feasible at the moment. If he did it with force, the result would be a complete defeat.

'It would be great if it was an armored vehicle, just like a German tank attacking the Polish cavalry.' After thinking for a long time, Cheng Jiaji, who had no choice but to think of the Japanese cavalry, thought to himself.

He immediately denied his fantasy. If the Chinese army really had so many tanks to fight against Japanese cavalry, the battlefield of this war should be in Japan, not on Chinese land.

But this idea always lingers in Cheng Jiaji's mind. Indeed, using armored troops against superior cavalry is the most effective way to deal with superior cavalry.

Suddenly, Cheng Jiaji's mind had a flash of inspiration: "Without armored vehicles and tanks, can't we find something else to replace it? It's enough to disperse the Japanese cavalry. Cavalry, which cannot form a group impact force, has strong firepower, and can be dealt with intensified formations."

Cheng Jiaji, who thought he had hit a trick to deal with the Japanese cavalry, ran out of the stone house in ecstasy. He thought it was pretty good, but whether this kind of weird trick could pass the facts to the 10th Cavalry Regiment of the Japanese Army!

On May 6th, at 5 a.m. a small hill near Taierzhuang.

The captain of the 10th Cavalry Regiment of the Japanese Army was in a good mood at this moment. Although the Chinese army hiding on the hill opposite caused the loss of 50 people in the 10th Cavalry Regiment in two hours. He almost took away the imperial army's face from the nose of Nakasa, and the flag of the 40th Regiment. However, all this was about to end. As for the order of Lord Nakasa, the dozen or so Chinese soldiers on the hill would turn into ashes. As for that flag, it was not lost at the hands of Lord Nakasa. As long as it did not fall into the hands of the Chinese army, it would be taken to Xuzhou for exhibition. Then Lord Nakasasa did not have to bear much responsibility. At most, he was scolded by the division commander because he did not regain the flag.

"Preparation!" As soon as Sanda raised his hand, the artillery commander of the corps immediately issued a preparatory command. More than a dozen muzzles were facing a hill with a radius of only a few hundred square meters. The gunners of the close-attacks of various calibers had already placed the shells above the muzzle with fierce eyes. As soon as the commander of the corps, the mortar shells were put down, and the "Life and Death" "Chinese" cavalry on the hill were blown to pieces.

But the captain of the Santian United has not put down his hand for a long time!
Chapter completed!