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Chapter 199: Kill


drive A large group of cavalry was rushing more than 40 miles to the west of Liangzhou.

Ma Buqing glanced back with lingering fear.

Looking at the billowing sand and dust in the far west, Ma Buqing couldn't help but curse.

That kid Ma Bufang was running too fast.

Hearing that Jiang Ma Bufang immediately dispatched at least two cavalry brigades to pursue him.

Ma Bufang fled into Xinjiang with his troops without hesitation.

After several battles with some of the pursuing troops, Ma Buqing had already understood that Jiang Li's so-called cavalry brigade was simply a cover to paralyze the enemy.

The strength of a cavalry brigade was not weaker than their original cavalry division.

As for the equipment, the Ma Jiajun's original cavalry division was even outclassed by several streets.

"Finally, the cavalry of the 45th Army caught up."

Ma Buqing felt a burst of despair in his heart and fled westward.

The cavalry behind him did not stop at all.

At this time, he did not know that Jiang Li had obtained the designation of the 15th Route Army. .

With Ma Jiajun in Gansu, Ningqing has completely become history.

Liangzhou and Zhangye were originally Ma Buqing's territory, but Ma Buqing had already looted it once when he left, leaving nothing of value to him.

Without enough horses to supplement him, before he withdrew westward, the big counties in Liangzhou had already learned through telegrams that the Ma Jiajun was defeated in Yinchuan and almost the entire army was wiped out.

Some powerful local gentry refused to provide any substantive help to Ma Buqing.

After all, the northwest was now dominated by the 15th Route Army.

The main force of the Ma Jiajun was wiped out in one battle, and the remaining remnants were escaping in embarrassment.

To fund the Ma Jiajun at this time was not to seek death.

What is it?

The powerful ones have gathered strong men to form a stronghold to protect themselves, while the weak ones have moved their families.

Avoid Ma Buqing's defeated troops.

But maybe after today.

No more trouble.

Ma Buqing, who couldn't get enough horsepower, was gradually overtaken by Xu Sheng and Zhou Dafu behind him.

Looking at the endless group of cavalry behind them, whether it was Ma Buqing or his subordinates who had followed him for many years, they couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in their hearts.

"After this battle, I think we can rest for a while."

Xu Sheng said with a smile.

"I don't want to rest anymore.

My bones are getting rusty during this period."

Zhou Dafu slowly pulled out his saber and curled his lips.

Xu Sheng laughed loudly when he heard that Zhou Dafu had a strange and fierce hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese army in Fengtian City.

He was stabbed several times and was later pulled out from the pile of dead by reinforcements.

He was unconscious with seven stab wounds on his body and a bullet.

He was in a coma for three days.

He was finally picked up from the gate of hell.

Saved a life.

Zhou Dafu's physique is extremely strong.

After several months of training, he is full of energy again.

Under the leadership of Xu Sheng and Zhou Dafu, thousands of cavalry swept towards Ma Buqing's nearly a thousand cavalry like a tide.

There was a loud sound of the long sword being unsheathed.

Herod There was a sound of hoofbeats and the horse's mane was flying.

Thousands of cavalrymen crashed into the nearly thousand Ma Buqing tribe who had begun to disintegrate without a fight.

After the Battle of Yinchuan, Ma Buqing led his troops to fight against the pursuers several times.

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The last bit of his subordinates' ability to fight was also destroyed.

With the enemy's absolute superiority in strength, all resistance is in vain.

Perhaps only the reincarnation of the true god can save such a dangerous situation.

It was a one-sided massacre, and the Ma Jiajun soldiers who were being measured screamed and fell off their horses.

In such a chaotic battle, once the chasing horses attack, it is very difficult to abandon weapons and save lives.

A collision without any tricks, a short battle without any suspense.

Ma Buqing's cheek was spattered with blood, belonging to several enemy soldiers.

There were fewer and fewer subordinates around him.

Some escaped, some were scattered by the enemy, and some were killed by the enemy.

Lost too quickly.

I don't know how long he had been running away.

Ma Buqing felt like many years had passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment.

The enemy's cavalry was everywhere around him.

Same in front of me.

He was surrounded.

"It seems that you are really planning to kill me.

I don't know if I am lucky or unlucky to be valued so much by you."

Ma Buqing said with a self-deprecating smile.

"Yes, the northwest may be able to accommodate the old troops of the Ma Jiajun, but it cannot accommodate the leader of the Ma Jiajun."

Zhou Dafu looked at the slovenly bearded figure in front of him.

He used to be a man of influence in the northwest, and the ground in Longxi would shake when he stomped his feet.

He said in a calm tone.

"The 45th Army can defeat the mountains and rivers in the Northeast.

It's ridiculous that I, the Majiajun Yelang, are arrogant and self-righteous and want to use a mantis as a chariot.

Maybe you Commander Jiang is right.

Those who cannot use their strength to fight against Japan will eventually be abandoned by history.

It seems that I am now He is also an outcast.

It’s just that it’s easier to conquer territory than to defend it.

Difficult, once you have the wealth of the Northwest, you 45th Army may not continue with your previous ambitions.

You may become the second Ma Jiajun in the Northwest.

I will watch you go to destruction in the world of God.

That step."

Ma Buqing smiled calmly and slashed his neck with a long knife.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

The lifeless body fell limply from the horse's back to the ground.

"I forgot to tell you that we are now the 15th Army.

What you said will never happen again to the 15th Route Army.

The commander will definitely lead us back to Fengtian."

Zhou Dafu said coldly to the corpse After saying this, he turned around and rode away, followed by a burst of gunfire.

So far, except for Ma Bufang who escaped into Xinjiang with a cavalry division, the remnants of the Ma Jiajun in Gansu, Ningxia, Qinghai and other places have been eliminated, either destroyed or surrendered.

As for other local powerful factions, Chen Guizhang was quickly eliminated by Wang Tiehan in his old headquarters in Longdong.

The Sichuan army in Longnan and local forces were either eliminated or incorporated by the Shaanxi garrison division sent by Yang Hucheng.

The remaining small forces cannot muster the slightest will to fight against the unprecedentedly powerful 15th Route Army.

The current 15th Route Army is more adept at fighting than the previous Ma Junjia Army, and its military strength is more than multiples of the Ma Junjia Army.

Coming from the northwest With such a powerful new master, if you don't live with your tail between your legs, just wait to be eliminated.

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In Lanzhou City, tens of thousands of people crowded on both sides of the streets, watching the majestic military brigade pass by.

The people dared to have such bold close contact with the army.

This had never been seen in Lanzhou in the past, but this scene appeared before them.

Thousands of former Northeastern University students also came to see him off.

In the open space on the east side of Lanzhou City, Jiang Li looked at the troops on a temporary wooden platform with a serious face.

The hybrid 4th brigade was expanded from the temporary 1st brigade.

"We fought hard in Fengtian for several months, and finally we withdrew.

The Northeast fell under the iron heel of the Japanese army.

We fought alone and suffered more than 100,000 casualties.

The defeat of Fengtian was a crime other than war.

Although we withdrew, we have never forgotten what we did in Fengtian.

Blood and fire.

Forget the nearly 100,000 comrades who left before us

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