Retreat-if they didn't retreat now, they would really be smashed into pieces.
All the chaotic mental energy was spread out, searching for a chance of survival in the artillery fire.
Suddenly, he felt a threat, not from the bullets, but from Yamamoto who was chasing him closely.
Yamamoto had actually entered the state of Sword and Zen with a Heart of Tranquil Water.
"F * ck-why are you using cheats at this time?”
After extracting Onitsuka's skills and some of his useful memories, Messy naturally knew that Kendo was an extremely high spiritual realm. It was just like the internal energy mentioned in martial arts novels.
This kind of mental strength was the inner strength. He could condense his essence, qi, and spirit, as well as the strength of all parts of his body, into the most terrifying kind of strength. Under a single venting point, it was no less than the impact force of gunpowder pushing bullets.
"Kill-"
The sound seemed to have drowned out the sound of the artillery shells. It was more like the sound of the artillery was integrated into his own voice. It actually felt like a huge wave was surging.
"It's this kind of mentality, this kind of spirit, this kind of mentality. So it turns out that Wave Slashing requires this kind of mental cultivation method to activate.”
Yamamoto had a feeling that he would die if he heard the Dao in the morning, and the knife in his hand had a trace of piety.
All of his essence, qi, and spirit were placed in the saber.
The saber slashed out, cutting through the waves.
"Messy, what is he doing? Why are you still fighting with the Japanese? Idiot, run!”
"Zhu Zi, stinking Zhu Zi, I order you to run.”
"Let's go. Don't get entangled with the Japanese.”
"You must be fine."
All sorts of sounds were heard almost at the same time. However, even in a quiet environment, at this distance, no one would be able to hear them if they shouted until their throats were broken, let alone the rumbling of artillery fire.
"So what? So what if you can ride the wind and waves? I know the general trend and understand history. The Japanese will definitely lose.
For a moment, it was as if Yamamoto was guiding his mind. He punched out, and it was extremely simple. It was as if he was under the pressure of thousands of troops.
"Bang!"
The fist landed right below Yamamoto's hands that were holding his katana.
Yamamoto's katana left his hand, and his right arm was cut off. His entire body flew out like a cannonball.
It was as if the heavens had given the two of them a chance to compete. Not a single cannon shell came to disrupt the battle.
"Impossible, impossible. How can I lose to you? The empire will never lose.”
"Not only will you lose, you will lose completely. From the moment you set foot on this land, you are destined to lose.”
He looked at Yamamoto with a mocking expression.
"I won't lose. I won't lose to a Chinese like you.”
Yamamoto was like a crazy demon, using his last bit of obsession and his body to pounce over.
Just as he was about to make way, he sensed that a cannonball was heading in his direction.
However, in the next moment, Yamamoto had already wrapped himself around him. Let's die together.
At this moment, three to four cannonballs engulfed the place where the two of them were.
"No…"
Seeing that the hill had been flattened, Yu Yimo felt as if someone had stabbed her heart. The indescribable pain made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
" Damned Japanese-"
Only Ming Yue, who was beside him, bit her lips lightly. She didn't know that blood was seeping out, but she didn't make a sound. However, her heart was echoing.
"No, you won't die like this, right?”
"No, Zhu Zi won't die. I'm going to find him.”
Yu Yimo's hatred for the mess in her heart disappeared in that second, leaving behind only a few memories that she could not explain clearly.
"Miss-"
"Yimo-"
"Sister Yimo."
The few of them stopped Yu Yimo and said,"You can't go over. The artillery fire has already started. If you go up, you will only die in vain."”
"Yes, he saved you, so you should take care of yourself. Otherwise, how can you face him?”
"That's right. Besides, even if the mess is gone, you still have us, your father, and the Thirty-six Regiment. You can't do anything stupid.”
Under all the persuasion, Yu Yimo restrained her impulse and just fell into Ming Yue's arms and cried loudly.
"Sister Yimo, don't cry. It's all the Japanese's fault. We'll kill more Japanese in the future, and we'll definitely get back this blood debt for the messy brothers.”
"The blacksmith is right. The dead are already dead. Yimo, let's go back to the city. Commander Yu is still in town.”
At this moment, Wu Teng was also confused when he picked up another message from the office of Ning City.
"Then why is there a different message?”
"Reporting to the colonel, I suspect that this letter might be a conspiracy of the enemy. The purpose is to confuse the public and the military so that they can't make a judgment for a while, so as to buy time for them to move their positions together.”
"Haoxi, your analysis is correct. Have you verified the authenticity of these two pieces of information?”
"I've verified it, but there's no reply?”
"Baka, why didn't you verify such an important situation before reporting it?”
"Hey, but the colonel has repeatedly requested that if there is any information on the Black Fox Unit, report it immediately. The military situation is urgent and cannot be delayed.”
"Baka, why aren't you sending people to the front line to find out about the situation? If something really happens, you and I will have to cut open our stomachs to apologize.”
"Hi-"
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