The thing happened too unbelievable, everyone on the scene was stunned, the people under the stage were silent, the Japanese machine gunners on the city wall held the butts of their guns in a daze, the jaws of the Imperial Cooperative Army in charge of vigilance fell to the ground, and Captain Hashimoto on the stage was also stunned, and the saber stopped in mid-air and couldn't swing down.

Zhao Ziming's eyes couldn't see, his ears moved, he couldn't hear who this voice belonged to, and he couldn't guess which hero was so arrogant and dared to rob the law field under the nose of the devil.

There was a fire in the tent, the smoke was in the sky, and the musicians played the suona with their cheeks, creating a majestic and passionate atmosphere, and they were instructed that no matter what happened, the playing could not be stopped, and if it stopped, it would be killed.

Under the city wall in the distance, Ji Yuqian and Guan Lu saw this scene from a distance, and Mr. Ji said sourly: "This forced pretend, you can score a hundred points." ”

The audience was shocked, only Lao Chengtou understood what was going on, he pulled out his gun and shouted in a mournful tone: "Yue Wumu has appeared, kill the devil!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Liu Yanzhi, who was in the clouds, changed his hand and threw it with the action of throwing a javelin, and the spear suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, penetrating Captain Hashimoto's chest in a white shirt, and nailed him to the wooden floor of the stage, the barrel of the gun still trembling.

The military police captain's saber came out of his hand and flew in the air, only to see Yue Wumu's body move, he immediately went to the stage, reached out to catch the saber, and slashed twice on Zhao Ziming's body, and the rope was broken.

The Japanese soldiers finally reacted, and they raised their guns and were about to open fire on the people who robbed the law field, but Lao Chengtou had already been eyeing them, and they raised their guns to fight, and the devil soldiers fell to the ground in response.

The young man Cheng Xuanzhu thought that he was robbing the law field alone, but he didn't expect someone to take the lead, he didn't think much about it, he pulled out his gun and started shooting, the Yue Wumu on the stage carried Commander Zhao and fell into the crowd, and the stroke bolt shouted: "Save people!" ”

Liu Yanzhi didn't know the young Cheng Xuanzhu, but he could guess that this person was the old Cheng Tou when he was young, and he handed over Zhao Ziming to him, so that he could let go and kill the devil boldly.

At the moment of fierce battle, there was no need for greetings and explanations, Cheng Xuanzhu stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Ziming's hand: "Uncle, follow me!" ”

Captain Hashimoto is not dead, he is just nailed to the ground, and he is still breathing, watching the chaos in the city, and he has deployed a large number of troops, but he still can't prevent the enemy, this breath is really unbearable.

The other Japanese officers finally reacted, and the machine guns on the city wall began to strafe, indiscriminately shooting the people watching the excitement under the stage, a large number of Japanese troops and imperial troops rushed out of the barracks, and the four city gates of Nantai were all closed and locked.

There was a scream around the stage, the people were beaten, they wanted to watch the beheading drama, but they became a ghost under the gun, the music of the troupe also stopped, and everyone scattered and fled, but the fire on the city wall was too fierce, and the spectators who were stubble were knocked down like mowing grass.

Liu Yanzhi was furious, took off on the city wall, raised his saber and slashed left and right, he used Captain Hashimoto's family heirloom knife, the two-hundred-year-old Tachibana no Maru, extremely sharp, killing without blood, the Japanese army on the city wall was dense, the spear could not be used, Liu Yan's direct chopping rise, really like chopping melons and vegetables to harvest the head, and killed a bloody alley.

As soon as the machine guns on the city wall stopped, the common people had a way to live, and they fled one after another, but the devils who came out of the barracks stopped them again, and the well-trained Japanese soldiers either knelt down or lay down, and kept pulling the bolt and shooting, and they could not distinguish who the anti-Japanese elements were, so they only beat them violently, and would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.

"Lie down, lie down, don't run around." A man dressed as a farmer shouted loudly, he was Ye Xuefeng, the political commissar of the Eighth Route Army, who specially infiltrated Nantai to stop Cheng Xuanzhu from doing stupid things, the development of the situation exceeded his estimate, and he had to expose his identity to protect the people, Ye Xuefeng was also a sharpshooter, he shouted while shooting, killing the Japanese squad leader who was commanding.

Liu Yan cut down all the Japanese soldiers on the south gate, sat in front of the heavy machine gun and began to hold fire, the fierce rain of bullets beat the devils in the city to the ground, taking advantage of this vacancy, Lao Chengtou waved to the young self: "Get in the car!" ”

The young man Cheng Zhuzhu pulled Zhao Ziming to the car, Guan Lu had already opened the car door, the two jumped into the car, Ji Yuqian stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, and after the old Cheng Tou, he shouted at Ye Xuefeng: "Political Commissar Ye,!" ”

Ye Xuefeng reacted quickly, jumped on the pedal of the car with an arrow step, leveled the sweep with a fast and slow machine in his hand, and twenty bullets swept out in an instant, knocking over the roadblock dogs at the city gate, and the car crashed into the railing and ran wildly on the dirt road.

Liu Yanzhi finished the bullets, he didn't know how to operate the Type 92 heavy machine gun, he couldn't continue to load the bullets, the devils took the opportunity to scream and kill him, he looked left and right, picked up the small melon grenade from the corpse, and threw it one after another, the devils who blew up cried wolf, this was not enough, he jumped down from the city again, rushed over wearing a long back, his mustache also fell off, and the oil paint on his face was also spent, revealing his true face.

A tragic white-knuckle battle unfolded, the devil soldiers had no tendons, and before they woke up to what they had encountered, they still dogmatically withdrew the bullet and put the bayonet on it, and used the bayonet to deal with Liu Yanzhi, which was simply a dish sent to the door, and there was no suspense about the outcome of the battle, and the heads were rolling in a moment.

The morale of the devils has completely collapsed, as for the Imperial Army, they have long been unable to hold their guns, and the original cultural quality of eating food and being a soldier is low, basically illiterate, Liu Yanzhi's appearance and divine might, as well as Lao Chengtou's voice, really make them think that Yue Wumu has gone down to earth, and ordinary people and immortals are fighting, isn't that looking for death.

Liu Yanzhi hacked to death more than fifty devil soldiers, Tachibanaru was very good, the feeling at the moment of cutting off the person's cervical vertebrae was very wonderful, there were headless corpses wearing yellow tweed military uniforms all over the ground, and his costume armor with blue edges on a white background had also turned into a big red robe, and the gunshots could no longer be heard in the county town, and the Japanese finally found that the bullets were useless against this demon, and the great fear made them lose the courage to continue fighting, and they all cowered in the corner and shivered.

Captain Hashimoto on the stage was not dead, his legs twitched unconsciously, his godless eyes looked at the red-armored god in front of him, a string of blood blisters spit out of his mouth, and muttered, "Who are you?" ”

Liu Yan didn't answer, his hand raised the knife and fell, Hashimoto's head flew away, he grabbed it, and then flew away, and flew away under the gaze of thousands of eyes in the county.

The common people all knelt down, the imperial army also knelt down, one by one kept kowtowing, Yue Fei Yue Wumu appeared and rescued Commander Zhao, which shows that Commander Zhao's life should not be extinguished, and China should not die, the people who witnessed this incident added fuel and vinegar to spread the story of Yue Wumu's robbery of the law field in the shortest possible time, and when it reached Chongqing, it had changed its flavor, and Yue Wumu became Zhao Zilong, but the main line of the story has not changed, Chairman Jiang is a Christian believer, naturally he will not believe this rumor, but he understands the importance of propaganda, ordered the propaganda department to adapt this story into a drama and sing it, which is not to be mentioned later.

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The car was speeding on the dirt road, Ji Yuqian was about to break the accelerator, Guan Lu looked nervously at the back window from time to time, what they were most worried about did not happen, the motorcycle team and horse team of the Japanese army did not appear.

Lao Cheng Tou and Ye Xuefeng each stood on the car pedals on both sides with guns on guard, Guan Lu sat in the co-pilot seat, and Cheng Xuanzhu took an oil bottle and a cotton swab to help Zhao Ziming wipe his eyes.

"Heroes, don't thank you for saving your life, when you have my Zhao Ziming, you will have a word." Commander Zhao had just climbed back from the ghost gate, and he was still not afraid, and he was grinning.

Ye Xuefeng also asked, "What part are you from?" ”

Ji Yuqian said: "Anti-Japanese, what part does it matter?" ”

Guan Lu also said: "We are Chinese, and that is enough." ”

Ye Xuefeng said: "I am Ye Xuefeng of the Jiangbei Detachment of the Eighth Route Army, I am fortunate to meet you, I have the opportunity to invite you to the Daqingshan base area, I still have something to do, Commander Zhao will hand it over to you, tie the pillar, take care of your uncle." ”

Zhao Ziming heard Ye Xuefeng's voice and shouted: "What are you going to do, I'm not going to die, we have to drink." ”

Ye Xuefeng endured it and said, "Ziming, do you know what day it is today?" ”

"Today is the day when Lao Tzu cut off his head, and it is also the day when Lao Tzu is reborn."

"Today Xiao Yui gave birth." Ye Xuefeng said, "You can heal your injuries and then go back, I'll go first." After saying that, he jumped out of the speeding car and strode away.

Ji Yuqian stopped with a foot on the brake and asked Zhao Ziming: "Where are you going?" ”

Zhao Ziming was stunned for a while, and tears flowed from his eyes: "I'm sorry for the two of them." ”

The young man Cheng Xuanzhu said: "Uncle, I'll take my aunt and baby out when I go back, and let's continue to fight Japan happily." ”

Lao Chengtou said angrily: "Nonsense! Doing the eight roads is the right way. ”

The young man Cheng Xuanzhu squinted at the old man, looking unconvinced and afraid to contradict.

Zhao Ziming said with a smile: "The road leads to the sky, go to one side, can there be no way for us to live, go back to our 13th Route Army Headquarters first." ”

The so-called Commander Zhao is a self-appointed official title, Zhao Ziming is the commander of the 13th Route of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, and there are actually more than a dozen people under him, but he is mixed up around Nantai, and no one dares not to give him face.

The county seat is the world of the Japanese, and outside the city is the territory of the guerrillas, out of the highway, less than 50 guns, the devils do not dare to walk casually, the fuel tank of the car bottomed out, everyone abandoned the car, and walked to the nearby village, leaving only the young Cheng Zhuzhu to pick up Liu Yanzhi.

Half an hour later, Liu Yanzhi arrived on horseback, still dressed in costume, blood-stained clothes, with Hashimoto's head tied next to the saddle, carrying an Oriental knife at his waist, holding a crooked handle, and the mixed and matching style made the young Cheng Zhuzhu impressed, and immediately bowed down to the horse: "Grandpa Yue, the little one kowtows to you." ”

Liu Yanzhi laughed: "Get up, lead the way." ”

The young man got up with his bones up, held his head high, and took the reins with endless pride, helping Yue Wumu lead the horse is the creation that he has cultivated for eight lifetimes.

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