Awaken the Soul of My Soldier with My Blood!
Chi!
Duan Wu snatched the military knife from a Wei Nation man and stabbed him in the chest.
Then, he waved the military knife in his hand and left a huge wound on the Wei Nation man's chest, and threw him to the left.
The Wei Nation people's bodies pressed against the other Wei Nation people.
On the left, the Dragon Boat Festival was relatively safe.
The two Wei Nation people on the right were holding a 38th and were slashing at him.
He suddenly bent his waist and dodged the two Wei Nation people's bayonet. Then, he twisted his right hand and pressed down on the Wei Nation people's pistol. With a 180-degree rotation, the handle of the pistol smashed into the head of the Wei Nation person closest to him.
The small Wei Nation spat out a mouthful of blood and knocked over another small Wei Nation.
"Baka!
The little Wei Nation shouted loudly, waving the sword in his hand as he charged towards the other side.
He suddenly turned around, and the 38 Gun in his hand was like a javelin, ruthlessly piercing into the other party's heart.
The Wei Nation man's sword slashed through the air and then fell limply to the ground. His body was held up by the 38 Gun and floated in the air. Perhaps, he would never believe that there would be such a method during the Dragon Boat Festival.
A Wei Nation broadsword fell to the ground and was snatched away by Duan Wu, killing another three Wei Nation people.
Another evil ghost's roar came from behind him, and three Japanese attacked him at the same time.
The broadsword in his right hand blocked the Wei Nation soldier's dagger, and then blocked the other Wei Nation soldier's dagger.
The blades of the three Wei Nation people were blocked, but they did not admit defeat. Instead, they attacked Duan Wu together.
"Damned fellow!"
With a roar, the huge force made Duan Wu retreat repeatedly. The katana was handed over to the other end.
The samurai sword was only three feet away from Duanwu's chest. The sharp blade almost tore through his clothes.
The sword in his hand desperately blocked the attacks of the three people. At the same time, his right hand quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist and fired three shots at the Japanese's stomach.
The three Japanese were screaming in pain and rolling on the ground.
Just as he was about to continue firing, he did not expect that more people had gathered around him.
He held a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right hand as he charged through the enemies.
More than half of the thirty people had been killed by him just like that. Those who were still alive were either injured or afraid. They were intimidated by him alone and retreated continuously.
"Come on!"
Duan Wu let out an angry roar. He was covered in blood, like a god of death bathed in flames.
Those timid people were so frightened by this roar that they collapsed to the ground. The rest of the Wei Nation soldiers also retreated with guns in their hands.
"Baka Yalu, what's going on?
At this moment, Yamamoto Shozo shouted and led his men to attack.
He was also resting just now. He did not even have a single piece of clothing on him, and his body was charred black. If one of his men had not arrived in time and pushed him to the ground, he would have died long ago.
By the time he reacted, Duan Wu had already made his move.
When he saw that the tent with the hidden guns was on fire, he immediately ordered the Wei Nation people to put out the fire first while he personally led the team to chase after the Dragon Boat Festival.
He had brought more than a hundred people with him, but in the end, he had attacked his military camp alone.
This was a great humiliation.
He roared at the panicked Japanese. He roared and walked over to the other end."You're the one who made our Wei Nation army suffer such a huge loss?”
"That's right! Do you have the guts?"
The samurai sword in Duanwu's hand was pointed at Yamamoto Shaosa.
"I'm happy to accompany you."
Shaosa Yamamoto drew his sword and held one in each hand. He performed a sword technique, and his sword technique was as smooth as flowing water.
Duan Wu put away the beam gun in his hand. At the same time, he also noticed that there was a deep wound on his left arm.
He gripped his sword tightly.
Yamamoto Shozo shouted and pounced towards Duanwu. His katana was as heavy as a mountain, and no one could withstand it. This was something that he could only achieve by slashing thousands of times a day.
This was a terrifying number.
Yamamoto Shaosa's attack seemed to be invincible, but he did not know that there was a saying in Chinese martial arts since ancient times: " Four taels of silver can deflect a thousand pounds."
Dragon Boat Festival pretended to block Yamamoto Shaosa's attack, but the moment the two swords collided, he turned around, pulled out his long sword, and slashed horizontally.
His movements were very smooth, and Taro Yamamoto was using the same trick.
His sword strike missed and he was desperately trying to retract his sword. However, he did not expect that at this moment, his sword had already arrived behind Yamamoto and chopped off his head.
Shaosa Yamamoto, who had lost his head, fell to the ground.
The Wei Nation soldiers were dumbfounded, but they quickly raised their weapons.
More than a hundred rifles were raised in unison. If bullets were fired from the muzzles, even if only a few shots were accurate, the Dragon Boat Festival would be riddled with holes.
However, even under the watchful eyes of so many people, Duan Wu was not afraid at all.
Shaosa Yamamoto had died in tonight's battle, and they had lost the ability to continue fighting.
The four storehouses were finally guarded. Xie Jin Yuan and the others guarded here for three days, and everyone could go back safely.
The phrase "go home" became the prelude to all the actions of the Dragon Boat Festival tonight. This was also why the Dragon Boat Festival was affected.
He had originally thought that he alone could change the mentality of a group of people and play a decisive role in this battle.
He did his best to gather a group of fleeing soldiers and a group of local troops.
However, reality was cruel. It was not easy to change a person's mind, let alone a group of people.
Old Gourd and the others looked like soldiers, but they were not soldiers. In front of those Wei Nation people, they could only fear and flee. He said "go home".
With such an excuse, Old Gourd could finally shout at the Dragon Boat Festival. However, he could not say anything. No one was qualified to stop anyone.
This old calabash didn't even have a trace of fighting spirit. He loved money and cherished his life, so he went to the front line of Songhu to attend funerals.
The arrival of the Dragon Boat Festival was to wake them up.
It was the same today. During the Dragon Boat Festival, he felt that if he exchanged his life for a warrior like Laogua, it would be worth it no matter how big the price was. He had no regrets!
"Come on! If you have the ability, come and kill me!"
Duan Wu brandished the sword in his hand like a wounded beast and charged at the more than 100 Japanese armed with weapons!
"You bastard…"
The Japanese was also furious. With a loud shout, he pulled the trigger and stuffed all the bullets into the gun.
"Shoot!" he shouted.
Following a Japanese's shout, all the Japanese raised their pistols and aimed at the charging Duanwu...
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