The sound of horses' hooves whistling with the wind came with the wind, and at this time, the wind blew in the courtyard dam, the hundred-year-old tree rustled, and the blood-red land was even more silent, and the devils were frightened and panicked, looking around. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ah Feng's marksmanship is also not to be underestimated, clever dodge, the timing of shooting is just right, and it doesn't take two hits to kill three unprepared devils.

Matsushima Nakagawa's proud face just now calmed down, his eyes froze, what is sacred in this vast and sparsely populated Wuling Mountain? Let the dignified Imperial army be humiliated again and again.

The sky will also be dark, and the sunset will take on a magnificent landscape of burning clouds, reflecting on this blood-stained land, as if the dead people are beginning to awaken, floating around the devil and shouting, the devil's hair stands on end, shivering.

Although Liao Changsheng was grief-stricken, what made him feel the last trace of comfort was that Long Zaitian brought Sangzhai's brothers to support him when he had no way out, at least giving the few companions around him who were born and died together a way out.

The sound of the horse's hooves is getting closer and closer, accompanied by the roars of the men of the mulberry village, all saying that the devil is ruthless, but if the bandit is ruthless, the devil has to give him three points, the echo of the horse's hooves resounded back and forth in the courtyard dam, and it could not be dispersed at all, and it may be an army for the devil to send them to the underworld.

In this kind of sorrow and joy, Matsushima Nakagawa found an opportunity, when Wu Ting was secretly happy, squatted down, and crawled back to the soldiers, but the nervous expression did not change, maybe he regretted it, regretted that he only brought a few dozen people, originally for him, this was a discouraged battle, but God didn't help him!

Gradually saw the figure of the Sangzhai brothers, more than a dozen brothers rode horses and rushed over, the front of course was the dragon in the sky, the dense hair drifted back with the wind, opened his mouth and roared, like a fierce lion on the grassland, so that the devils trembled with their feet and took a few steps back. It's really "the iron horse stands out with swords and guns, and no one knows the dragon in the sky!" ”

"Don't be afraid! All ready to shoot! "Matsushima Nakagawa is still a bit of a general, and he can complete the order, but the dozens of devil soldiers behind him picked up their guns, but they kept shaking, and they were scared enough by this momentum.

"Little devil, you fucking even my son-in-law who is in the sky dare to move, take your life!" The dragon roared in the sky, and rushed towards the devil with the big knife in his hand.

"Oh oh oh oh" A dozen brothers on horseback echoed, Matsushima Nakagawa had never seen any army treat fighting as such a happy and cheering thing.

Dozens of devils hurriedly opened fire, and they were all crooked in fright, and the dense bullets finally hit one or two horses, and the people on the horses jumped down, and then rushed with big knives.

"Ahh

The war horses galloped one after another, the war horses boiled, jumped up, kicked forward, and the devil's head broke and the blood flowed beyond recognition, the white-bladed broadsword was waved in the air, the devil's blood was splashed and sprayed, and the entire sky turned into a bloody color.

Long Zaitian took the brothers on horseback to go in and out two times, killing the devils in all directions, and the devils who were lucky not to be hacked to death with a knife picked up the unloaded arms and screamed sadly.

When Wu Ting saw this group of tigers and wolves, she was all amazed, how good it would be if the best cavalry of the national army could produce more than a dozen such powerful soldiers, and what kind of persecution could make this group of bandits so strong and strong.

There are less than 20 or so people left in the devil's army of dozens of people fleeing in the courtyard dam, Matsushima Nakagawa raised his long knife and ordered the soldiers to move closer, this is the first time to see despair in the eyes of devils, the so-called self-inflicted, can't live!

Long Zaitian rode a war horse and stopped beside Liao Changsheng and a few people, looked at the scarred Liao Changsheng, and exclaimed, "It's a man, worthy of being my Long Zaitian's son-in-law!" ”

Later, Ah Feng brought hundreds of other brothers to follow, this time it can be said that the entire Sangzhai Ping poured out, and even the ammunition and grain and grass were dragged by more than a dozen carriages, it seems that Long Zaitian is determined to do the devil.

The second child dismounted, took out the liquor on his waist and handed it to Liao Changsheng, "Brother, sober and sober!" Wu Ting stopped him and said, "He is seriously injured now, he can't drink, it will affect the wound!" ”

Wu Ting was pushed away by the second child, Liao Changsheng raised his head, took the spirits, and after a burst of heavy pouring, he coughed non-stop and spit out a lot of blood, and the second child smiled and said, "It's still the man who dares to break into the mulberry village!" Hahahaha"

Wu Ting tried to pat Liao Changsheng's back, but before she could stretch out her hand, Ah Feng ran over, looked at Wu Ting and said politely, "Sister, I'll take care of you, it's my job to take care of you!" After hearing this, Wu Ting retreated to the same place and put away her hands in embarrassment.

"Don't be so crooked, Feng'er, and the devil has a gun!" Long Zaitian is not a taste for this kind of love between men and women.

Matsushima Nakagawa felt the taste of not being put in the eyes for the first time, from the moment he entered China, in his eyes all Chinese must bow their heads and pray to him to live, of course, in the past battles, he also proudly did this, but today in the eyes of Long Zaitian he is just a wild monkey who likes to jump around.

Long Zaitian's practice has never been to kill chickens and wait, but to teach the monkey directly, he picked up the big knife and yelled, "Brothers, the time has come for the bandits to serve the country, kill!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill" Hundreds of people rose in response, the momentum was unstoppable, and the devil's feet were shaking.

Matsushima Nakagawa long knife swings "Long live the Great Japanese Empire, kill!" "Although the devil is afraid, but since he was a child, he has been deeply rooted in the spirit of bushido, and for them, the way out is to commit suicide by disembowelment, it is better to die in battle and leave a good reputation.

Less than twenty devils responded to the "kill, kill, kill" and rushed towards the centaurs of Long Zaitian with bayonets, and they were also a little unstoppable.

Long Zaitian said that he would not let his brothers die in vain, the big knife was waved, and several of his subordinates hiding behind the crowd picked up machine guns and walked out, "Da Da Da" A wild sweep, the sky was full of the sad howls of devils, moans, before a shuttle of bullets was swept away, the rest of the devils did not fall to the ground, and became the burial of more than a dozen corpses in the village.

Matsushima Nakagawa thought that this was a tragic battle, but he did not expect to be directly broken by Long Zaitian's machine gun, shouting and scolding, "You guys, Chinese, despicable!" ”

Long Zaitian glanced at the sky and said, "Ours, not despicable, learn from you, learn from you, hahahaha" The brothers also laughed.

Matsushima Nakagawa felt that he had been insulted, and dragged a long knife to attack, in his eyes this was the last time for an imperial soldier to serve the country, Matsushima Nakagawa slashed down, and the dragon hung in the sky with a wave of the big knife, and he knocked him to the ground, and then stepped on Matsushima Nakagawa's abdomen, and a cloud of blood mist spewed out, as if the internal organs were crushed.

Matsushima Nakagawa bent over with a breath left, and tried to stand up, but his body was already out of control, and he fell to the ground again, and Long Zaitian raised the big knife again, "I'll fuck you!" ”

When he was about to cut down, Liao Changsheng shouted "Wait" and slowly dragged his body to the front, glaring angrily at the father-killing enemy on the ground, "Let me come!" ”

Long Zaitian happily threw the big knife to Liao Changsheng, the weight of the big knife made Liao Changsheng's tired body a little weak, pressed that breath, struggled to lift, and cut it down, Matsushima Nakagawa wanted to block it with a Taihe knife, but it was cut off directly, and it fell hard, moving Matsushima Nakagawa's head, and "whoa" blood spurted out, splashing Liao Changsheng's face.

Songdao's eyes didn't close, his distorted expression was kept just right, and he was relieved to look at it, Liao Changsheng wiped the blood from his face with his hand, and shouted, "Dad, my son has avenged you!" He fell to his knees.

Su Han lifted his father, who was buried by the corpse of the devil, his white robe was stained red with blood, and he looked at the sky near the night with expectant eyes, longing for the darkness of the land of China to dissipate as soon as possible, this was Su Maosheng's last wish.

After Li Zhi was in pain and sorrow, he felt some comfort when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and he quietly went down the mountain, after all, the mission behind the name of the traitor in himself must continue.

The village is quiet, the earth and the waning moon have created a comfortable and natural tomb for these dead people, hoping that the dead warriors can be reincarnated as soon as possible and live a good life, and that the hateful Japanese can repent and rehabilitate themselves after suffering from the eighteen layers of hell!