Li Xianyu recalled the first time he entered the Path of Evil through the thumb ring. He also slept under the shade of a tree. However, at that time, the Path of Evil was a carefree and lively little Taoist.
This time, his thin face, the shallow "Chuan" character between his eyebrows, and the liveliness that no longer existed in his eyes when he opened them. All of these indicated that this man was no longer the innocent young man he used to be.
It had only been less than a year since the Path of Evil left the mountain and entered the human world, and then Changsha fell. Yet, it felt like many years had passed. The carefree young man had transformed into a man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"Second Child, little Junior Sister asked you to look for me?" Wangchen sat up and looked at the young child who was rushing over with a smile.
"It's the Japanese. A large group of Japanese just passed through the village. The organization asked me to inform you to get ready for hunting. "Second Child took a few breaths and protested," Taoist Wangchen, I have a name. My name is Li Zhu. Sister Wangzhen said that I've grown up and can't be called by my nickname anymore. "
"Wangzhen?" Li Xianyu muttered in his heart. Who was Wangzhen? Little Junior Sister?
Before he could think further, Wangchen and Second Child left quickly. Li Xianyu followed them and ran in the mountains for a while. He vaguely heard the muffled sound of water. After passing through the forest, he saw a waterfall hanging from the cliff in front of him. The waterfall crashed into the pool like an angry lion and white dragon.
He was very familiar with this place. There was an independent cave under the waterfall, and Slime was sealed in it.
Wangchen and Second Child did not stop. They followed the stream down and soon arrived at the valley. They entered the cave covered by layers of shrubs.
The tunnels were cut in all directions, like a maze. However, it was as if they had returned home. They shuttled through the well-connected tunnels with ease and soon arrived at the big cavern.
Dozens of people gathered in the cave. They wore coarse clothes, some were barefoot, and some wore straw sandals. Some of them wore helmets of the Japanese Army. Everyone was equipped with a Type 38 gun, a bayonet, and two grenades.
Seeing Wangchen come in, everyone looked at him.
Wang Chen asked straightforwardly, "How many people are there in the Japanese army? How is their equipment?"
"It's a convoy. There are six transport vehicles, and each vehicle is filled with soldiers with live ammunition. I'm afraid we won't be able to fight them with our meager strength." The one who spoke was a young man with an imposing appearance.
Li Xianyu thought he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.
"Ever since we built our base, there has never been such a large group of people passing through here. There's no reason for us to just watch them leave. Although we can't face the Japanese head-on, we can't let go of the opportunity to cause trouble for them, "the junior sister said in a crisp voice.
When he saw his little junior sister again, it felt like years had passed. She was still as beautiful as ever. She was fifteen or sixteen years old, bright and beautiful with white teeth. At this moment, she had changed out of her Daoist robe and was wearing plain clothes. Standing together with a group of men, it was as if a delicate and beautiful mountain flower had bloomed among the rough mountain rocks.
"It's too risky. Although we cultivators are not afraid of bullets, the rest of us are ordinary people. It's very dangerous for them to fight against the Japanese army, which is several times their number." Wangchen shook his head and said, "The Japanese army has occupied all the counties in Hunan. After suffering a few losses at the hands of the volunteers, the blood descendants, led by the Aoki family, began to hide among the ordinary soldiers. If we're not careful, we may walk right into the trap. "
"Hey, what are you talking about? Since we dared to pick up guns, we're not afraid of death," someone in the team said.
"That's right, Taoist Wangchen. I've already awakened. I can help you." Second Baby patted his shriveled chest.
Wangchen kicked him and told him to get out of the way.
After escaping from Changsha, the national army retreated to Yu City. Some of the blood descendants followed the national army to Yu City, while the rest stayed among the people and organized the anti-Japanese army. Wangchen and a few like-minded blood descendants gathered a group of people who were willing to fight against the Japanese army in a few nearby villages. Using this place as a stronghold, they began to fight against the Japanese army.
They mainly harassed the Japanese army. If they encountered a small group, they would fight. If they encountered a large group, they would run away. Occasionally, they would run to the county town to cause trouble.
While they were discussing, another militia rushed into the cave and said, "There's another group of Japanese army coming from outside the village."
Everyone was shocked. Wangchen frowned and asked, "How many?"
The militia replied, "Three military trucks. Their number is double ours."
"Double … Another group went earlier, about three hundred people." Wangchen frowned and said, "What do they want?"
In short, the Japanese army was going to make a big move again. This was what everyone thought.
After thinking for a moment, Wangchen made a decision. "Gather everyone, catch up with the Japanese army, and destroy this small group."
The young man who spoke earlier frowned and said, "Don't wait for them to go far? If they fight near the village, it will bring trouble to the village. "
The Japanese army was extremely vengeful, bloodthirsty, and cruel. During World War II, the Japanese army treated the lives of the Chinese like ants and slaughtered many villages. If they knew that the Japanese army died nearby, they would definitely interrogate the villagers. If they didn't tell them, they would slaughter the entire village.
Rabbits don't eat the grass near their burrows. This group never fought the Japanese near the villages.
"Clean up the battlefield afterward." Wangchen said, "This time it's worth the risk."
A few minutes later, fifty well-equipped militias gathered in the valley. From their clothes, they looked like a mixed group of soldiers, but their equipment was beginning to take shape. Other than some heavy weapons, they had enough guns and bullets.
After gathering the people, they chased in the direction the Japanese army left.
The Blood Descendants led by Wangchen were in charge of leading the way. The speed of the militias couldn't keep up with them. The Japanese army had cars, so they needed to intercept them first. Destroy the Japanese army's cars and wait for the militias to arrive.
It was precisely because of these experts that this civilian anti-Japanese force was able to survive until now. The Japanese army's combat power dominated Asia at that time. Even the elite of the national army was no match for them, let alone the militias of farmers.
Fifteen minutes later, the convoy was in sight.
Wangchen slowed down and said quickly, "Brother Wang, you're proficient in the Divine Flicking Finger. You and little sister will cover me. I'll attract the enemy's firepower while the others attack from the side. If there aren't any Japanese Blood Descendants in the group, we can take them down. If there are, retreat immediately after destroying the cars and wait for Second Brother's support. "
Wangchen suddenly sped up and left the group, chasing after the convoy. Other than the little sister and the young man named Wang, the other four went to the left and right sides and followed the terrain to get close to the Japanese convoy.
The Japanese soldier in charge of guarding the vehicles noticed Wangchen immediately. At this time, the two sides were only a hundred meters apart.
He shouted and at the same time, he raised his rifle and fired the first shot.
Wangchen, who was running at full speed, pulled out his short sword. The sword flashed and the bullet was cut in half, but it didn't slow him down.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Concentrated gunshots rang out, and more bullets poured down like a storm. However, Wangchen didn't panic at all. He used the essential skill of a War Hero: Daily Bullet Dodge.
There were no bullets that could not be dodged. If there were, he would cut it with his sword.
Li Xianyu estimated that Demon Dao's current cultivation was almost at the level of a senior staff member. After leaving the Quanzhen Sect and arriving in Changsha, he was just an unknown little Taoist priest. During the fourth battle of Changsha, he grew rapidly and his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. After Changsha fell, he was only one step away from becoming a senior staff member.
Such a terrifying speed of leveling up was only slightly slower than a cheat like him.
As expected of someone at the peak of Extreme Dao. Slime only gave him the opportunity to reach the peak, but it wasn't the key.
There were no invincible cheats, only invincible people.
The little sister and the young man named Wang covered behind him. The former fired the gun, while the latter ejected bullets. Every shot would hit its target. He was a sharpshooter.
Just like you, Kato Hawk!
Li Xianyu remembered. This guy was called Wang Bo, one of Demon Dao's good friends in Changsha. Because his supernatural ability was the same as his colleague Kato Hawk, Li Xianyu had some impression of him.
When they were less than fifty meters away from the last transport vehicle, Demon Dao took out a grenade, pressed the safety rope with his teeth, and pulled hard. The grenade was thrown at the vehicle, and the soldiers' expressions changed.
At this time, a Japanese soldier rushed out of the vehicle and kicked the grenade away. He pounced at Wang Chen, holding the knife at his waist.
Home attack!
A clear saber light flashed, and the short saber in Wang Chen's hand was cut in half. A bone-deep wound appeared on his chest.
The two of them were locked in a battle of bullets. Wang Chen was clearly not a match for them, and he had to deal with the concentrated bullets. Fortunately, at this time, four of his companions who were flanking him launched a sneak attack.
They destroyed the wheels, killed the drivers and threw grenades into the carriages of the three vehicles.
"Retreat!"
Wang Chen shouted, forcing the Japanese Blood Descendant to retreat. He escaped into the forest with the four people who succeeded in the sneak attack.
There were too many Japanese soldiers. Their sneak attacks were effective, but if they fought head on, their chances of winning weren't high. These Japanese soldiers who had been brainwashed by the Samurai spirit had the courage to face death. Once the situation was bad, they would hug you and detonate the grenade, destroying everything. Many Blood Descendants were killed by them in this way.
Moreover, the enemy had more people and more guns. It was easy to dodge bullets from afar, but difficult to dodge at close range.
The Japanese knew that they were difficult to deal with, so they didn't chase into the forest. Instead, they stood guard and checked the damage to the vehicles.
Wang Bo squatted in the bushes and observed with binoculars. Wang Chen leaned against a tree, naked. His Junior Sister stopped his bleeding and bandaged his wounds. Her face was full of heartache.
"Senior Brother, can we still go back to Quanzhen?" His Junior Sister was worried.
"I haven't reclaimed the lives of my brothers. As long as the Japanese are not eliminated, I will not go back." Wang Chen said and saw her sad expression. He immediately said, "Why go back? Our sect forbids marriage. If we go back, how can I marry you?"
He held his Junior Sister's hand.
Little Junior Sister's face turned red and she looked very happy.
Hey, you bastard. Senior Sister Taisu cried herself to sleep in the toilet.
Caught off guard, Li Xianyu felt lucky that he was only a bystander. Otherwise, he would definitely jump out and beat up the Demon Taoist. How dare he flirt with his Junior Sister!
Not long after, the militia finally arrived. Both sides fired at each other from hundreds of meters away. With them holding back the Japanese's firepower, Wang Chen and his companions charged into the Japanese camp.
The battle ended after ten minutes. Many of the militia were injured or killed. Fortunately, the seven Blood Descendants who were the core of the team were only injured.
"Taoist Master, the captives told us that they are here to annihilate a group of Blood Descendants." A militia found Wang Chen who was changing the wheels of the transport vehicle.
"Blood Descendants …" Wang Chen crawled out from under the vehicle. "You can understand Japanese?"
"Taoist Master, he can speak Chinese."
"Oh … Take me to him."
Seven Japanese soldiers surrendered. They squatted on the ground with their hands over their heads. More than a dozen militia pointed their guns at their heads.
"Who can speak Chinese?" Wang Chen glanced at the captives.
"Him!" The militia kicked the second soldier on the left.
Wang Chen said, "What did you just say? Blood Descendants? "
The soldier lowered his head and answered in broken Chinese. The Japanese had captured a group of anti-Japanese soldiers not long ago. After torture, they managed to pry out the hiding place of a group of civilian anti-Japanese soldiers. It was said that there were many Blood Descendants among them. Therefore, they mobilized people from the nearby counties to annihilate this group of people who were stubbornly resisting.
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