Countless people rushed out of the mountains and forests, their clothes were messy, their weapons were messy, and so was the formation, like a pack of wild dogs grabbing food instead of a large army charge.

The only thing that is the same is that they are all rushing forward without any scruples, and they are rushing forward desperately with the strength of milk!

Even the blind can see that this is a group of ordinary people, unorganized and undisciplined, and there is no need to think about what combat effectiveness they have.

But now, the Japanese army does not dare to underestimate these ordinary people at all, because those who block them from entering for ten days are actually almost a group of ordinary people.

"Yaga, array, attack!"

Kawagishi Fumizo roared without hesitation, and the Japanese had already reflected before he gave the order, and within a few minutes they had formed a simple defensive formation, machine guns, rifles, and began to roar like bursting beans.

Countless civilians were knocked down in pieces during the charge - because they messed up a storm formation specifically for being knocked down in pieces!

A large area of black and dark rushed forward in a chaotic manner, even if the machine gun in front of them roared, they could still rush like that, as if they were hitting the bullet with their bodies.

The devil has never seen such a charge, in fact, no one has seen it, and there has never been one in history.

Charge, even if it is a charge that is piled up with crowd tactics, is not such a rush.

People say that the tide charges, what is the tide? Wave after wave, there is a chance to dodge a rain of bullets that are too fierce, and will look for weaknesses in firepower.

But these ordinary people don't.

They rushed straight at them, screaming or wailing with the pride of not being afraid of death.

But they really rushed into the Japanese formation, at first one or two, and then more!

These ordinary people came too suddenly, and the distance was too close.

And their charge was so resolute that the resolute Japanese troops didn't have time to pull the bolt and change the magazine.

Then, there was a big scuffle, a group of ordinary people with more hoes than guns and a gang of guerrilla militia or something, mixed with the most elite Japanese troops, and fought indiscriminately.

To what extent is the chaos, that is, this group of people doesn't look at anything, regardless of it, knives, hoes, bayonets, and butts fly around, anyway, there are many people who are hit and heard screams only to find out that they are picking their own people.

The Japanese army was also in a mess, not because they were not well-trained, but because this group of civilians had no tactics at all, unlike any enemy they had fought before, and they were also confused.

This group of chaotic civilians successfully dragged the elite Kawagishi Division to the same level.

However, they absolutely could not defeat the Japanese army with the advantage of chaos, because they were not good at chaos, except for farming and hardship, they were not good at anything.

But they still have the upper hand, because they are horizontal enough, not afraid of death!

They saw the lone wolf and the others one or two hundred people charging forward in the face of the 10,000 Japanese army alone, and they saw the layers of corpses on the battlefield, those corpses belonged to their relatives!

They want revenge, with everything they have, including this life!

In the confrontation on the same horizontal line, the fight is to see who is more afraid of death, and the side that is not afraid of death is always a little advantageous.

"Withdraw, get out first, damn ......"

Kawagishi Fumizo yelled loudly, he was about to cry, and if this chaos continued, he estimated that even if his troops could kill them all, his team would probably suffer heavy losses - the butts of knives and guns that could be carried down by his own people and enemies everywhere, he looked at it and his scalp was numb.

He didn't understand, which of the people of this group of branches was crazy and took the wrong medicine, did they fight like this?

There's no reason to fight like this!

The Japanese quickly retreated out of the chaotic battle, and the civilians pursued them, and then fell in the whistling bullets.

As soon as they got out of the chaotic battlefield, the Japanese army quickly took control of the situation.

Next, they will be able to slaughter these people like pigs and sheep.

"Get down on your stomach and take the high ground!"

"Those who have guns fire, those who don't have guns pick up guns, and the others wait for the little devils to rush up and then fight with them......"

Someone was yelling, there was a lone wolf, there were dozens of veterans who survived the previous white blade, and those who had fought guerrilla fights like Xiao You, Lao You was dead, he didn't kill more devils than Xiao You in the end, but he blocked the fatal bullet for his son.

The common people had a command, and suddenly they had a backbone, and the chaotic scene began to be controlled.

The Japanese began to counterattack, but they lost the high ground, and once they fell into position, they could fall into the trouble of chaotic fighting.

"Retreat first, then attack after a little trimming!"

Kawagishi Fumizo ordered angrily, looking at the large group of ordinary people on the hill gritting their teeth with hatred, and those Japanese soldiers also gritted their teeth with hatred.

It's not because the position just taken was lost like this, but because the position was lost in the hands of this group of dead people!

All the Japanese soldiers had a deeply humiliated expression on their faces, and they swore that if other divisions and regiments knew that their divisions and regiments had been beaten by a group of ordinary people, they would probably have no face to see anyone in the future!

"Old thing, now you can take it obediently, watch Lao Tzu kill devils, haha!"

Xiao You said to Lao You's cold corpse, he wanted to laugh, but he cried, no one quarreled with him anymore, and no one always tried to rush into his head anymore.

Although he always said that Lao You wanted to rob his own devil, he knew in his heart that Lao You just wanted to protect him.

The lone wolf sat in front of Zhu Junhao, slowly wrapped the deep blood on his arm, and grinned at Zhu Junhao.

Zhu Junhao didn't laugh, because he was also dead, and there were several transparent holes on his body that had been pierced by bayonets, and the blood was all gone.

This guy, who usually boasts that he has been in a military school and has a higher eye, died without leaving a word, and there was no such incessant talk as when discussing tactical arrangements in the past.

The lone wolf was thinking that Zhu Junhao died without saying a word, not because he didn't have a chance to say it, but because he had nothing to say.

Because of such a battle, there are no tactics, just desperately.

"Captain, telegram!"

The liaison officer limped over, and such a bloody battle did not make him give up his radio.

"Give up the position and retreat along the Cangxi River, Song Qing's troops are moving closer in that direction, converging with Song Qing, and jointly blocking the Chuan'an Division!"

On the telegram was an order from Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan didn't ask them how many people were left, and how they had held on for so many days.

Because, there is no need to ask, he knows that the lone wolf and others will fight hard until they die.

The lone wolf grinned, he knew that Lu Yuan would not ask, but he would not blame, because he knew that Lu Yuan was also desperate, but as long as he had the slightest way, he would definitely lend a helping hand to his side.

After several years of fighting side by side, there are some things that are tacitly understood.

(End of chapter)