When the Dragon Boat Festival arrived, Pang Hu was covered in blood and fell into a pool of blood.

At this time, Pang Hu had stopped breathing, but the hot blood in his body was still flowing.

His blood was covered with the earth, as if his strong arms were still unable to let go of the heavy responsibility of a soldier.

He is a soldier, and he used his actions to declare what an inch of mountains and rivers means. Although he sacrificed, he also wanted to let the Japanese know that invading China would cost a price.

So at this time, even though his people had left, his face was still filled with a gratified smile.

Dragon Boat Festival held Pang Hu and slowly placed him on the horse's back. Then he gently patted the war horse, and the old horse carried Pang Hu's body and ran towards the city gate.

At this time, the Japanese were still running away in a panic, because Pang Hu was not the Dragon Boat Festival, so it would be meaningless for them to stay and take risks. After all, their location just now was only more than one hundred meters away from the city wall.

Such a distance from China's sharpshooter can easily kill them.

Pang Hu was still there just now, and they were sure that the Chinese would not dare to shoot, after all, they still had their own people in the fight.

But now it's different. The Chinese soldier, who was like crazy, detonated a grenade and blew himself to death. They had already lost their chips.

So even though the defenders on the city wall did not shoot these Japanese and fled in a panic.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind them: "Look at what you look like, you are like a group of stray dogs!

Aren’t you going to kill me? I’m standing here now, do you dare to fight me?”

"Nani?"

The other party spoke Japanese, and both the old Japanese devils, Fujiyama and Hema, could hear clearly.

When they looked back, they saw a young Japanese officer standing on the battlefield before.

He held a battle knife in his hand, majestic, standing there like a bloody god of war.

Young, very young, and speaks fluent Japanese.

Although Fujiyama and Hema had never met the young man in front of him, they all dared to be sure that this person must be the Dragon Boat Festival.

But at this time, not far behind Dragon Boat Festival, there were four Chinese special forces members wearing imperial uniforms running towards the battlefield.

In other words, there are five people on the other side, but there are only more than forty people left, and this battle will be detrimental to them.

The Japanese devils mean to retreat and fight again after they have brought them all. But Fujiyama believes that if they missed this opportunity, they would probably not have the chance. After all, the enemy will not be deceived again and again.

What's more, it will be dark soon. Once the enemy fled at night, all their previous efforts will be gone.

Fujiyama said: "We should have a gamble. It is very telling the problem that the Dragon Boat Festival did not appear just now. He was injured, so someone took over him."

Kazumo shook his head and said, "Mr. Fujiyama, the man dared to stand there at this time, which means he was healed. And with the four Chinese soldiers, we have no chance of winning."

Fujiyama said angrily: "Baga, we have more than 40 people. Are we still afraid of five people from the other side? If this happens, we will become a laughing stock in the army. How can we gain a foothold in the army in the future?

Those colleagues would say that we are cowards, and more than 40 imperial soldiers were scared away by five Chinese people?"

The Japanese devils were hesitant, but they didn't expect that at this moment, the Dragon Boat Festival's sarcasm voice came again: "What? Don't you Japanese believe in the spirit of warriors? Why? Your spirit of warriors has been eaten by you, such a group of wastes? I am really ashamed of your Emperor. I spent so much money, but I only cultivated a group of cowards.

Didn’t you keep saying that you want to duel with me? I am standing here now, but you ran away with your tails?

Are you trying to tell me that your Japanese Imperial Army is a group of cowards? cowards?

If this is the case, I can let you go to Dragon Boat Festival. As long as you go back to your hometown within three days, you will also give Matsui Ishione a message and ask him to kneel down and beg me. Maybe if I am in a good mood, I will not take my soldiers to your Japanese devils' den? Hahaha!"

"Baga!"

The old Japanese devil in Fujiyama was angry. Although he knew that this was a provocation, he could not tolerate the Dragon Boat Festival insulting him in the Japanese Imperial Army.

He shouted at Hemo: "I can't stand it anymore if you can tolerate it. As a samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, even if we die in battle, we should be like a warrior! What's more, we have more than 40 people, and we are the final winners! Hum!"

Fujiyama snorted disdainfully, and then took his men back to kill him.

At this time, the Japanese devils frowned because he always felt that things were not as simple as he imagined. This trip was unpredictable, but he had to go.

Fujiyama said something right. If more than 40 of them were facing five Chinese soldiers and fled without fighting, then what kind of face would they have in the army when they returned?

So after explaining a few words to his subordinates, the Hemoji also took the people straight to the Dragon Boat Festival.

At the same time, the Dragon Boat Festival stalked with his head and rushed up against the current.

At this time, the four special forces team members approached, but Dragon Boat Festival turned their backs to several people and shouted: "Never intervene today, this is the matter between me and these Japanese."

"Group seat!"

The four people were worried, but no one dared to violate the Dragon Boat Festival order.

At this time, the Dragon Boat Festival had already contacted the running Japanese vanguard troops.

The Dragon Boat Festival easily flashed through a Japanese bayonet, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the sword was parallel to the shoulder, and continued to take big steps and continue walking forward. Because of inertia, the Japanese sent his neck to the Dragon Boat Festival's blade.

puff!

The Japanese neck was wiped, and blood was like a rush of pillars.

The Dragon Boat Festival turned a blind eye and cut down the knife with his shoulders. Another Japanese rushing towards him was directly split into his chest and died tragically on the spot.

The Japanese who arrived later were shocked. Their proud thorn-fighting technique had no effect in front of the other side.

With one knife, the other party only needs one knife to send them back to see their master Amaterasu.

The chargers gradually stopped because of fear, and some even wanted to turn around and run back.

"Baga, kill him for me, and those who retreat will die!"

The roars of the Tengshan devils followed one after another. In order to kill Dragon Boat Festival, he had already blocked everything.

Maybe he will die today, but maybe, after today, he will become the best and the dragon and phoenix among human beings.

The ranks of Nakasa and Lieutenant General are different. Nakasa also has to lead his troops to rush on the front-line battlefield, but as a lieutenant general, he can hide behind to command multiple corps to fight, just like his Lord Matsui.

Thinking of this, the old Japanese Tengshan, although he knew that the Dragon Boat Festival swordsmanship was definitely above him, he still rushed up!...
Chapter completed!