After about half an hour, everything that could be burned in the valley was burned, and the fire gradually became smaller.

Sun Desheng and Wang Yan asked the soldiers to cover their mouths and noses with wet towels and enter the valley to clean up the battlefield.

By this time, most of the open flames in the valley had been extinguished, but there were still a lot of ashes still billowing out, and the air was still full of pungent pungency.

A wet towel protects your mouth and nose, but it doesn't protect your eyes.

The soldiers who entered the valley to clean up the battlefield were still in tears.

One of the warriors couldn't hold back and rubbed his eyes with his own hand, and suddenly tragedy broke out.

"Don't rub your eyes with your hands, bear with it." Wang Yan hurriedly reminded loudly, "You must hold back!" ”

Wang Yan shouted loudly, approaching a devil from the side and back, this devil was lying face down, not moving, and he didn't know if he was dead or alive?

However, this is not a problem for Wang Yan.

picked up the 38-style cavalry rifle and smashed the butt of the rifle down the back of the devil's neck.

Hearing a crisp click, the devil's neck bone was smashed, and he died if he didn't die.

Then he unloaded the 38-type cavalry gun that this devil was carrying, and threw it to Wang Xikui, who was following behind him, and Wang Xikui quickly caught it and carried it on his shoulder.

Wang Yan took the 38-type bayonet from the devil's waist and inserted it into the bayonet slot of the riding rifle in his hand.

"Purr!" A strange sound suddenly sounded, and Wang Yan turned around and stabbed it with a bayonet.

"Stop!" As soon as he broke off, Wang Yan found that the rifle was grabbed and could not be stabbed anymore.

looked closely, but it was Sun Desheng who grabbed his rifle, and saw that the tip of the bayonet had stayed on the neck of a military horse, only a millimeter difference.

"Don't hurt Lao Tzu's horse!" Sun Desheng said.

"Virtue." Wang Yan broke free from Sun Desheng's control and turned around and walked towards another devil not far away.

This devil was lying on his back, his tongue sticking out, his hands pinching his neck, and the expression on his face was also very hideous, and he actually let the chili smoke smoke smoke to death.

Anyone who has ever burned chili knows that just a little bit of chili can bring tears to the eyes of a room full of people.

Wang Yan used dozens of catties of chili noodles in this canyon, and the result can be imagined.

Pepper noodles, as long as you inhale a little, it will cause severe irritation of the respiratory tract and cause a violent cough, but after coughing, you need to inhale, and you need to inhale a lot, and then you will inhale more pepper noodles, and then it will cause a more violent cough, which is an unbreakable endless cycle.

There are many devils who cough to death like this.

This devil is already dead, but Wang Yan still raised his knife and pierced the devil's throat.

Wang Yan didn't stab the heart, because stabbing the heart would inevitably stab the military uniform on the devil's body, a good coat, it would be a pity to stab it.

Wang Yan didn't forget to remind others: "Don't stab your heart!" Brand new coats and cloaks, it's a shame to be torn! Especially this cloak is made of canvas fabric, which is rainproof! ”

Sun Desheng also did not forget to remind Wei Dayong: "Monk, don't fucking play tricks with Lao Tzu, if you deliberately slaughter the intact military horse as a wounded horse, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!" ”

In addition to more than 100 devils in the canyon, there are more than 100 military horses.

The tolerance of military horses is stronger than that of devils, but there are still many military horses that are burned or burned.

Lightly injured military horses can still be treated, but some seriously injured military horses have no rule of law and can only be killed and eaten meat.

Wei Dayong is the most active in killing horses, because if you kill a horse, you will have meat to eat, and this flower monk likes to eat meat the most.

When Sun Desheng spoke, Wei Dayong had just raised his bayonet and was about to stab a military horse in the heart.

However, after hearing Sun Desheng's warning, Wei Dayong's left hand subconsciously loosened, and the military horse that was pressed to the ground by him immediately turned over and stood up, and shook his huge head.

"You shit, you really dare!"

"Are those horses okay just now?"

"Lao Wang, you don't care about your people!"

"Damn, don't touch Lao Tzu's horse again!"

"How far is it, how far is it for Lao Tzu to roll, get out!"

Sun Desheng saw it and immediately scolded.

Wei Dayong rarely dared to speak up because he had done something wrong.

Otherwise, with Wei Dayong's character, he would have gone back with a fist earlier.

But Wei Dayong has never been a loser, Sun Desheng was angry, and as soon as he turned around, he sprinkled his anger on the devil's head, and several devil corpses were stabbed into a sieve by him.

The coat and cloak were all stabbed.

When he was about to stab the corpse of the sixth devil, he suddenly found that the style of the saber in the devil's hand looked different, and a delicate chrysanthemum pattern was engraved on the handle.

Wei Dayong instinctively realized that this was a precious saber.

At that moment, Wei Dayong bent down to snatch the knife in the devil's hand.

As a result, the devil held it so tightly that he didn't even take it down.

Wei Dayong used his strength to win the second time, and the devil actually opened his eyes and woke up.

"Yaga!" After the devil woke up, he couldn't help but say that he was punched.

"Look for death!" Wei Dayong's eyes suddenly widened, and he also punched over.

"Crack!" The two fists collided in the air, making a muffled sound like a blow.

The bodies of the two leaned back at the same time, but the devil leaned back significantly more, obviously in the unfettered battle just now, he was obviously at a disadvantage.

But even so, the devil still clung to the saber.

"Come again!" Wei Dayong let out a loud shout and hit him with another fist.

The devil also did not back down, and punched Wei Dayong without any tricks.

However, after fighting two punches, the devil's strength was obviously exhausted, and when Wei Dayong's third punch smashed over, the devil had no strength to block, so he could only watch.

"Monk, stay alive!" Wang Yan shouted abruptly.

Wang Yan didn't know why he wanted to keep a living mouth, but he instinctively felt that it might be useful to keep this devil.

Hearing Wang Yan's roar, Wei Dayong's fist turned into a palm, slamming on the devil's right temple, and the devil snorted, and passed out.

Wang Xikui hurried over, untied his leggings and tied up the devil.

Wei Dayong asked puzzledly: "Captain, why do you want to keep a living?" ”

"." Wang Yan said angrily, "Our Eighth Route Army never kills prisoners of war. ”

Wei Dayong pouted, obviously disapproving, but he didn't dare to talk back after all, he just carefully put away the devil's saber and wiped it with his sleeve.

Wang Yan's eyes couldn't help but light up, and said, "Chrysanthemum pattern? A saber from the Emperor of Japan! ”

"Captain, this is mine!" Wei Dayong hugged the saber tightly, "You are not allowed to rob it!" ”

"I won't rob, I'll see." Wang Yan smiled and said, "Show me." ”

"I can't see it." Wei Dayong shook his head like a rattle.