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Xiahou Zhenyue and a dozen other young people in the village have been patrolling back and forth in some surrounding villages recently to provide early warning to Xiahou Village. Since the Japanese pirates are approaching day by day, their patrols have become increasingly frequent.

The original purpose of their patrol was to allow the villagers enough time to evacuate the village and move deep into the mountains when the Japanese pirates approached the village. However, they did not expect that a Japanese pirate force would come to search their village.

It seems that this is no longer as simple as taking refuge. We must give them some color and let them retreat before the difficulties.

The Japanese pirates relied on their sophisticated weapons and well-trained soldiers. When the soldiers pressed into the territory, the Chinese regular army was retreating steadily. The underground armed organizations were weak and had no strength to fight. At this time, no one could count on them. They could only rely on themselves.

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Thinking of this, Xiahou Zhenyue raised his hand and a piece of tile flew out.

With a scream of "Ah!", a Japanese soldier was hit in the face. Immediately his face was bruised, his nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. His whole face was a bloody mess, and he fell to the ground.

"Baga!" The Japanese pirate officer was startled at first, and immediately drew out the saber from his waist, waved it in the direction of the village, and gave the order to attack.

A team of more than 20 people immediately rushed into the village with guns, shouting excitedly, as if they had been given a shot of blood.

When Xiahou Zhenyue saw this, he immediately slipped off the roof and sneaked into the depths of the low house.

Since they entered China, what the Japanese pirates have done most often is to search villages. This time they were familiar with the roads, and in groups of three to five, they went from house to house looking for the attackers.

Several Japanese soldiers were holding Sanba Daigai, bending their waists and tiptoeing as they entered a courtyard gate. The Japanese soldiers at the back were strangled by the neck and lost their lives silently.

Before the Japanese soldiers in front could react, Xiahou Zhenyue had already taken action.

The criss-crossing fists and kicks in the small courtyard wiped out several Japanese soldiers in the blink of an eye.

When the nearby Japanese soldiers heard the noise, they immediately gathered around frantically. However, except for a few corpses in the small courtyard, there was no trace of the enemy anywhere.

When the frightened Japanese soldiers were looking around, two more tiles flew towards them, and two more tiles immediately fell down.

"Retreat!" Upon seeing this, a squad leader decisively ordered a retreat.

But it seems a little late. They are like a flock of sheep being targeted by hungry wolves. Xiahou Zhenyue attacks from behind the wall, from the roof, from the alley, and from any place he can think of. Every time he attacks, he will be taken away.

The lives of one or two Japanese soldiers.

The frightened Japanese soldiers didn't even have a chance to take aim. The attacker who succeeded in one attack had already disappeared again.

For these Japanese soldiers, this short journey turned into a nightmare that was so long that it seemed like it would never end.

The Japanese officer on the wheat field was surprised to see that the first batch of soldiers who entered the village were as silent as a sea of ​​mud cows. However, he knew that there should not be a large resistance force nearby, so he immediately waved his hand again, and more than thirty Japanese soldiers

The soldiers entered the village again.

At this time, only half of the Japanese soldiers on the wheat field were left.

The Japanese soldiers who searched for the second time were in groups of six or seven, which made Xiahou Zhenyue's attack seem a bit difficult. However, as long as they had a slight flaw, Xiahou Zhenyue could always launch an attack at a place where the Japanese soldiers could not see.

Stealing the lives of Japanese soldiers one after another.

All he used were tiles, stones, and fists and feet.

As the Japanese soldiers suffered more and more casualties, they gradually became panicked, shouted loudly to embolden themselves, and even fired guns everywhere, hoping to hit the attackers by chance, but this also created more opportunities for Xiahou Zhenyue

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Xiahou Zhenyue spent most of his time lurking at the corners of alleys and behind the low walls of farmhouses. If he didn't move, he would be struck by thunder.

His lightning-fast attack speed frightened the Japanese soldiers, his all-pervasive sneak attack method made the Japanese soldiers lose their fighting spirit, and his heroic figure of running away after succeeding in the attack shocked the Japanese soldiers even more.

All the Japanese soldiers who died died in extremely miserable conditions. Although they were all killed by one blow, their heads were either twisted off, or their entire heads were smashed, or their whole bodies seemed to have been broken at the waist.

Generally, it looks very scary.

"He is the God of China! The God of China is here!" The Japanese soldiers, who had always been well-trained and extremely strong-willed to fight, finally collapsed.

The remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers no longer wanted to fight and began to retreat toward the wheat field in a chaotic manner.

Finally they retreated to an alley. After passing this alley, they could see the wheat field and their large army.

Only a few steps away from the entrance of the alley, they seemed to see a chance to survive.

At this time, they saw a person standing at the entrance of the alley.

This man is not tall, but his whole person gives people the feeling of being as stable as a mountain.

Immovable as a mountain, is this the legendary realm of gods and men?

Among the dozen or so Japanese soldiers, a few were bold and subconsciously raised their guns, but their muzzles were all trembling.

Xiahou Zhenyue suddenly swayed, as if he had cast some kind of magic. His figure turned left and right, approaching the Japanese soldiers at an extremely fast speed.

The Japanese soldier holding the gun tried hard to capture Xiahou Zhenyue's figure, but before he could take aim, he discovered that he had already arrived at another place.

As soon as Xiahou Zhenyue entered the circle of Japanese soldiers, he was like a tiger and a wolf, madly tearing at the Japanese soldiers who looked like dumb birds.

The guns in the hands of the Japanese soldiers were now completely transformed into fire sticks, and there was no chance for them to shoot randomly.

The Japanese officer on the wheat field heard the screams not far away, and his face suddenly turned green. He could hear who was shouting and what they were shouting about.

"Help!"

"Do not kill me!"

Only the words shouted by one person could give him some relief, and that person shouted: "Long live the Emperor!"

The Japanese officer finally lost his composure. Could it be that there were thousands of troops hidden in the village? Didn't his well-trained soldiers even have a chance to shoot?

Suddenly a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he swung the saber in his hand at the villagers standing in the wheat field, and shouted: "Machine gunner! Fire!"

But the machine gunners leaning against the wall remained motionless, as if they were deaf.

Just as he was startled, a stone with sharp edges suddenly flew towards him and hit him in the head.

The Japanese officer, who happened to not be wearing a helmet, was hit so hard that his brains burst out. The tragic scene was so frightening that the translator next to him urinated and almost collapsed to the ground.

Although the fighting spirit of the Japanese soldiers who lost their commander dropped several levels instantly, they did not collapse. Lower-level officers immediately took over the command and began to shrink their defenses.

When the villagers saw that all the Japanese leaders were dead, they immediately dispersed and fled for their lives.

"Shoot! Shoot!" the Japanese temporary commander ordered hurriedly.

The Japanese soldiers raised their guns and started shooting. Several villagers were hit and fell to the ground.

Just after the temporary commander of the Japanese nation gave the order to fire, he was immediately hit in the face by a flying stone, and he never had the chance to give the order again.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers were finally in chaos. Some of them were looking for bunkers everywhere, and some simply lay down on the ground immediately to reduce the probability of being hit.

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the Japanese soldiers, all the villagers had already fled.