Xiahou Zhenyue and more than a dozen other young people in the village have been patrolling back and forth in some surrounding villages recently, providing early warnings for Xiahou Village. Since the Japanese pirates approaching day by day, their patrols have become increasingly frequent.

Originally, their patrol was to give the villagers plenty of time to withdraw from the village when the Japanese pirates approached the village, but they did not expect that a Japanese pirate unit came specifically to search for their village.

This seems to be no longer as simple as refuge. You must give them a little color to let them retreat.

The Japanese pirates relied on their excellent weapons and well-trained soldiers. When the troops were approaching, the regular Chinese army retreated step by step. The underground armed organizations were weak and had no power to fight at all. At this time, no one could rely on them, they could only do so.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Zhenyue raised his hand and flew out a piece of tiles.

With a scream of "Ah!", a Japanese soldier was hit on his face, and his face immediately became blurred. His nose was not a nose, his eyes were not an eye, and his whole face was covered in blood and he fell to the ground.

"Baga!" The Japanese pirate officer was startled, and immediately pulled out the sword from his waist, waved it in the direction of the village, and issued an order to attack.

A team of more than 20 people immediately started to scream excitedly as if they were injected with chicken blood, and rushed into the village with guns.

Seeing this, Xiahou Zhenyue immediately slipped off the roof and sneaked into the depths of the low house.

The most common thing the Japanese pirates have done since entering China was to search for villages. This time they were familiar with the road, and they started looking for sneak attackers from house to house.

Several Japanese soldiers were holding 38-large covers, bent over and tiptoed into a courtyard gate. At the end, the Japanese soldiers on the side were strangled and their lives were lost silently.

Before the Japanese soldiers in front could react, Xiahou Zhenyue had already taken action.

The straits of fist and foot shadows in the courtyard destroyed several Japanese soldiers in a blink of an eye.

When the Japanese soldiers nearby heard the movement, they immediately surrounded him crazily, but except for a few corpses, there were no traces of the enemy in the courtyard?

The frightened Japanese soldiers were looking around, and two more tiles flew over and immediately fell down.

"Retreat!" Seeing this, a small team leader decisively ordered a retreat.

But it seemed that it was a little late. They were like little sheep targeted by hungry wolves. Xiahou Zhenyue attacked from behind the wall, from the roof, from the alley, from anywhere they could imagine. Each attack would take away the lives of one or two Japanese soldiers.

The panicked Japanese soldiers didn't even have a chance to aim, and the attacker who succeeded in one blow had disappeared again.

In just a short journey, for these Japanese soldiers, it became a long nightmare that would never reach the end.

The Japanese officers on the wheat field were surprised to see the first batch of soldiers entering the village like mud cows and seas. However, he knew that there should be no large force of resistance nearby, so he immediately waved his hand and more than 30 Japanese soldiers entered the village again.

At this time, only half of the Japanese soldiers on the Mai field were left.

The second search of the Japanese soldiers, one group of six or seven people, made Xiahou Zhenyue's attack seem a bit difficult. However, as long as they had a slight flaw, Xiahou Zhenyue was always able to launch attacks in places beyond the reach of the Japanese soldiers and plunder the lives of one Japanese soldier after another.

All he used were tiles and stones, as well as fists and feet.

As the Japanese soldiers suffered more and more casualties, they slowly became panicked, shouting loudly to boost their courage, and even fired guns everywhere, hoping to hit the sneak attacker by chance, but this also created more opportunities for Xiahou Zhenyue.

Most of the time, Xiahou Zhenyue lurks around the corner of the alley and behind the low walls of the farmhouse. If he doesn't move, he will have a thunder blow if he moves.

His quick and lightning attack speed made the Japanese soldiers frightened, and his omnipresent sneak attack method left the Japanese soldiers dead. His heroic posture of retreating after he succeeded in the attack made the Japanese soldiers even more shocked.

All the dead Japanese soldiers were extremely dead. Although they were all fatal to one blow, their heads were either twisted, their entire heads were smashed, or their entire individuals seemed to be broken in the middle, and they looked very terrifying.

"He is the god of China! The god of China is here!" The Japanese soldiers, who have always been well-trained and extremely strong fighting willpower, finally collapsed.

The only ten remaining Japanese soldiers were no longer interested in fighting and began to retreat to the wheat field in chaos.

Finally, they retreated to an alley, and after passing through this alley, they could see the wheat field and their large army.

Just a few steps away from the entrance of the alley, they seemed to have seen a chance to survive.

At this time, they saw a person standing at the entrance of the alley.

This person is not tall, but he gives people a feeling of being as steady as a mountain.

Not moving like a mountain, is this the legendary realm of gods and man?

Among the dozen Japanese soldiers, a few brave men subconsciously raised their guns, but their guns were trembling.

Xiahou Zhenyue suddenly shook his body, as if he had used some kind of magic. His figure turned left and right, and approached the Japanese soldiers at an extremely fast speed.

The Japanese soldiers holding guns tried hard to capture Xiahou Zhenyue's figure. Before they could aim, they found that he had arrived in another place.

As soon as Xiahou Zhenyue entered the Japanese soldiers circle, he was like a tiger and wolf, and rushed up the Japanese soldiers who were as stupid as birds.

The guns in the hands of the Japanese soldiers were completely fire sticks at this time, and there was no chance to shoot randomly.

The Japanese officers on the wheat field heard the screams coming from not far away, and their faces turned green. He could hear who was shouting and what they were shouting.

"Help!"

"Don't kill me!"

Only one person shouted and could make him feel a little relieved. The man shouted: "Long live the emperor!"

The Japanese officers finally stopped calming down. Are there thousands of troops hidden in the village? Do his well-trained soldiers have no chance to shoot?

A ferocious look suddenly appeared on his face. The sword in his hand rushed toward the villagers standing in the wheat field, and shouted: "Machine Gunner! Open fire for me!"

However, the several machine gunners lying on the wall were motionless, as if they were deaf.

Just as he was stunned, a stone with sharp edges suddenly flew over and hit his head.

The Japanese officer who happened to be wearing a steel helmet was smashed to death by this sudden tragedy. The tragic situation scared the translator beside him and almost collapsed to the ground.

Although the Japanese soldiers who lost their commander's fighting spirit dropped by several levels in an instant, they did not collapse. They immediately took over the command and began to shrink their defense.

When the villagers saw that the Japanese leader was dead, they immediately scattered and fled everywhere.

"Shoot! Shoot!" The interim commander of Japan hurriedly ordered.

The Japanese soldiers raised their guns and shot, and several villagers were hit and fell to the ground.

After the interim commander of Japan issued a shooting order, he was immediately hit by the stones flying in front of him and never had the chance to issue orders again.

Now the Japanese soldiers were finally in chaos. Some of them looked for cover everywhere, while others just lay on the ground as soon as possible to reduce the probability of being hit.

The villagers took advantage of the chaos of the Japanese soldiers and had already run away.
Chapter completed!