"Ah...my hand!" A Mongolian soldier was removed from his right hand by a single piece, and he immediately lay on the ground and shouted.

When Dariachi saw the tragic situation of his compatriots, he had no choice but to run over. He stabbed him to death with a bayonet and said, "I hope you will see the Heaven of Changsheng as soon as possible." He shouted to the people behind him, "For the sake of the Living Buddha, rush, rescue the Living Buddha and leave!" Half of the soldiers did not take weapons, so they could only pick up the weapons of the dead people in front and continue to rush.

Under the fanatical religious belief, Mongolian soldiers continued to arrive at the temple gate, regardless of the threat of bombs, machine guns and rifles.

"Damn, these guys are really trying their best." Li Qingyi rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Get all the bullets away, hurry up!" The fog became more and more dissipated, and it was vaguely visible to the opposite side, and the Mongolian soldiers were getting closer and closer.

"Machine gun, hurry up, shoot, throw grenade, throw!" he shouted.

Rows of grenades were thrown over, and they didn't stop. A soldier who threw the grenades was quickly hit by a gun. The grenades fell to the ground and killed many of his comrades with a bang.

"Be careful," Li Qingyi shouted again. Seeing that it was too late, he pulled out the command knife (Even officers above the level of Wang Maoru's army were wearing a command knife), and shouted: "I fuck his grandma, I didn't have time to throw bombs anymore, everyone has it. Use a bayonet and kill these Tartars for me!"

"Kill the Tartars!" The soldiers widened their eyes, opened their mouths, and shouted at the top of their throats. They took out the triangular thorns, brushed the bayonets on the ground, and then rushed over immediately with Li Qingyi.

On the slightly misty ground in late autumn in Mongolia, the black aboriginal stream held a bright bayonet and hit another group of people. It made the sound of "Dangdang" metal collision for two hundred years.

The bayonet fights courage and skills. Li Qingyi's soldiers have skills and the other party has courage. When the two sides fight, they will see that both sides are in a defeat. Li Qingyi holds a pistol in one hand and waves the command knife, slashing and shooting, killing several people on the other side. Unfortunately, the pistol is ten mullets. After firing a few shots, he has no time to change the bullets, so he uses the command knife to chop people with all his strength. He is light in his body. He avoids the bayonet, and the long sword in his hand hits the opponent's gun at once, and then uses force to slash. The head of the opponent's Mongolian soldier flies to the sky immediately. After chopping a few people, his command knife is a little curled, so he picked up a rifle on the ground and continues to assassinate. The gun should be of a comrade-in-arms. The unique triangular stab of the e1 type made Li Qingyi feel very good. While stabbing, he shouted: "Brothers, kill more, reinforcements will arrive soon."

Dariachi was anxious there, because the fog had dissipated, and the fog rose quickly and dissipated quickly. It didn't last long, Dariachi hated the Han people for taking away the horses of their cavalry. Otherwise, how could their natural cavalry have fallen to the point of fighting bayonets with the Han people on the ground? Seeing that an officer on the other side was brave and good at fighting, Dariachi raised his rifle and aimed at it.

Li Qingyi felt a little dangerous in the melee. He immediately rolled on the ground. At this time, the gunshots of Daria Achi sounded, and the bullets passed through his original position but hit a Han soldier. When Li Qingyi saw the person who shot, he angrily waved the bayonet and ran towards Daria Achi.

Dariachi sat on the ground in a fright, shouting: "Stop him, block him."

Li Qingyi was suddenly thrown to the ground by a Mongolian soldier. This man was very good at falling. Li Qingyi was pressed to the ground and couldn't get up. He was strangled by the Mongolian soldier with great strength and almost suffocated. Fortunately, another Chinese soldier ran over at this time. Once when he got to get this Mongolian wrestler, the bayonet passed through the back of the man's chest, and the blood sprayed Li Qingyi's face, warm, sticky, smelly and fishy. He gasped, pulled the Mongolian soldier aside, then stood up, picked up another rifle without a bayonet, and carried the barrel to use the rifle as a wooden stick, rushed behind a Mongolian soldier who was confronting the Han soldiers and smashed it to the back of the head of the Mongolian soldier. Suddenly, the white brain sprayed all around him, and even the buttstock of the rifle was smashed into pieces.

Li Qingyi's courage greatly encouraged the soldiers' fighting spirit. At this moment, another group of Chinese soldiers came from other places to support him. Seeing that the Chinese and Mongolian soldiers were fighting together and it was difficult to shoot, they got bayonets and shouted: "Brothers, let's help!"

This group of soldiers rushed into the melee crowd like tigers, and the Mongolian soldiers could no longer stop them.

Dariachi immediately shouted, "Retreat, retreat, go away!" Then he ran away with some Mongolian soldiers. Just as Li Qingyi was about to chase after him, the reinforcements officer came over and said, "Report, Zhao Ajiu, the squad leader of the 13th Brigade of the Third Division, reported to the commander." Only then did Li Qingyi notice clearly that there was only one squad led by Zhao Ajiu, but the people in their squad were obviously the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Dariachi and others were overwhelmed by this vitality.

"Very good, which part of the Third Division are you from? I'll ask you for me later." Li Qingyi said.

Zhao Ajiu immediately said proudly: "We are the cooks in the Third Division's Basin, and we are coming out to buy vegetables."

Li Qingyi… “Is your people okay? Can you pursue the enemy?”

"Yes." Zhao Ajiu said immediately.

"Okay, I want to guard the people inside, and the task of chasing the enemy is handed over to you, fast, Sergeant!"

"Yes!" Zhao Ajiu looked happy and shouted: "Brothers, our kitchen team has a chance to become famous. Kill me!"

"Kill..." The other twelve other crooked soldiers in the kitchen squad shouted with bayonets and bloody guns, chasing them towards the route of the Mongols' escape.

Li Qingyi smiled to himself and said, "This kid is really interesting."

"Battleman, I recognize that boy." said a soldier with his arms hanging over and obviously dislocated, "This boy turned out to be eliminated by our Sixth Division."

"Out of it?" Li Qingyi smiled, "No wonder he went to be a cook."

"Yes, he failed the military assessment at the beginning, and was eliminated because he was too small." The soldier smiled at Zhao Ajiu's back who was away, "I haven't seen each other for two years. This kid has grown so tall. It's like a three-inch dick together. It seems that the food is better to grow fast."

Li Qingyi was talking about Zhao Ajiu's affairs with his subordinates. A soldier who was left by Li Qingyi in the temple guarding came over and reported and asked. "Battery Commander, the big monk is going to run away. We have beaten several young monks to death. What are you doing now?"

"Fuck, you are a pig's brain. Why do you want to kill him? Just get hurt? Is the monk dead?" Li Qingyi said anxiously.

"The monk was scared, it's okay."

"That's good, the monk is fine." Li Qingyi said viciously again, "I can't do anything wrong with you. Go back quickly and stop making trouble."

Daria Achi's people fled to the vicinity of Gaojigeri's home. Gaojigeri was also a nobleman who opposed Wang Maoru. He immediately let Daria Achi's people enter his house, released all the horses, and said, "I saved you today, and I can't survive tomorrow. I will run away to Simongo with you." Gaojigeri's family was not many, all of whom were young and strong, so he got on the horse and went on a horse with the remaining fifty people in Daria Achi and ran towards the west.

Zhao Ajiu was originally a member of the student teacher who was eliminated. After being valued by Wang Maoru, he sat by his side for a month and then went to Yakeshi Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy for a year. After coming out, he was assigned to the Third Division and directly became the squad leader. Of course, the squad leader of the kitchen squad. This made him angry, who had grown to 1.75 meters tall. His idea was to be a squad leader in the main combat unit, but he didn't expect to be a squad leader in the logistics department. This squad leader of the kitchen squad should be like having military achievements.

He also found luck in the fortune. The Third Division went to Kulun City in the west. Today it was their class to buy vegetables. Zhao Ajiu said that it had just been recovered. He was afraid that local Mongolians would attack everyone and asked everyone to bring guns and bullets. Thirteen people pushed six carts out to buy vegetables. It happened that when they passed by the nearby, they heard the sound of gunfire and rushed over. However, seeing that the fog was too big, Zhao Ajiu did not take his brothers to rush over. When the fog was getting smaller, he could see clearly, and his subordinates were about to go up, but Zhao Ajiu kicked on the butt and said, "Didn't you see that the people on both sides are so good? Now when we go up, we are just a wave, and there is no meaning at all. Listen to me, wait a while, do you know how long it takes for ordinary people to fight?"

"have no idea."

"They will lose energy after fighting bayonets like this for five minutes. Let's wait for five minutes. After five minutes, we will go up from behind the Mongolian soldiers. Do you know what the last blow is? We will be the last blow." Zhao Ajiu said sly.

"Squad leader, you are so awesome." His subordinate immediately flattered.

Zhao Ajiu's last attack did indeed make Dariachi and others eventually crushed, but if Zhao Ajiu's cooks really chased, they would not be able to catch up with Dariachi and others who were escaping on horseback. After firing a few unpredictable shots, Zhao Ajiu and the thirteen people were exhausted and gasped, so they had no choice but to run to Gaojigeri's house to search. There were other cavalry chasing them, and they were already very capable as infantry, but it was their turn to search the house. These cooks were much more cruel than ordinary soldiers. Gaojigeri's house was raided and there was no oil bottle.

Wang Maoru was shocked and immediately asked the 9th Cavalry Brigade of the Third Division to carry sufficient ammunition, food, and supplies to pursue the rebels led by Sanerran to the west, and told him that if they fled to Russia, they would chase them even if they crossed the border. Once they encountered the Russians' obstruction, if the other party fired a gun, they must wipe out the other party. However, if the other party does not use force, they can retreat slowly and cannot be the soldiers to suffer losses. All the people who took in and covered Sanerrandariachi and his party, whether nobles or slaves, killed them, and distributed their land and ranch to the herdsmen who helped us. (Your support is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!