After figuring out the ins and outs of the situation, everyone looked at Wangchen and waited for him to make a decision.
"Since we know the Japanese's plan, we can't just stand by and watch." Wangchen's decision was within everyone's expectations. They all thought the same.
"What about these captives?" someone asked.
"Kill them." Wangchen waved his hand.
Gunshots rang out and several Japanese captives fell to the ground.
"Everyone, change into Japanese uniforms and clean up the corpses and blood. We will disguise ourselves as Japanese." After thinking about it calmly, Wangchen commanded the militia loudly. The Japanese corpses were hastily buried and the blood was covered with sand. Everyone changed into Japanese uniforms and the three troop carriers started moving again.
They arrived at their destination before sunset and heard the deafening sound of artillery and gunfire. At the foot of the mountain, rows of mortars bombarded the dense forest. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers surrounded the top of the mountain from all directions and attacked in a tight encirclement.
The people at the top of the mountain were resisting stubbornly. They dodged the mortar shells that could hit their heads at any time and raised their guns to shoot at the Japanese.
Wangchen's three troop carriers approached the Japanese's rear. He poked his head out of the window and glanced at the fierce battle in front of him. It was similar to the information obtained from the captives. There was an anti-Japanese force in the mountain. It might not be just a civilian anti-Japanese organization. Looking at the scale, there must be a national army.
While the Japanese occupied Changsha and the counties in Hunan, the national guerrillas did not stay idle. From time to time, they would fight with the Japanese. Although the Japanese had conquered Changsha, Yucheng was still a tough nut to crack. The complex terrain of Hunan was a headache for the Japanese.
"Senior, what should we do?" the junior asked in a low voice.
"Of course, sneak attack their rear. There are not many soldiers at the rear. Including the artillery, there are less than a hundred people," Wangchen said.
A small group of Japanese soldiers who were in charge of guarding came up and gestured for them to stop. The captain came up to them and spoke in Japanese.
Wangchen and the others did not speak Japanese, so they immediately fell silent.
This was not what they had expected. According to their plan, they should be able to sneak into the rear unimpeded and then wreak havoc. However, they were blocked outside and there was still a buffer period between them and the Japanese's rear.
If they attacked at this time, it would alarm the gun-wielding soldiers at the rear.
Seeing that they didn't speak, the vigilant captain pressed down on his rifle and asked another question.
Wang Chen and the others remained silent. Little Junior Sister's delicate body tensed up as she clenched her fists. As long as Wang Chen gave the order, she would make her move.
Idiot!
At this time, you should answer, "Where do you dig the potatoes? Where do you dig the potatoes? Where do you dig them?
Li Xianyu found it very interesting. It was even more realistic and interesting than a 3D movie.
At this time, there was a loud rumble, and a faint Tai Chi fish rushed out of the distant forest.
"Senior Sister Tai Su's Yin and Yang Sword Art!" Junior Sister cried out in surprise!
Ecstasy flashed across Wangchen's eyes. Since the fall of Changsha and the withdrawal of the national army, the bloodline forces that the national party had roped in were also scattered. Among the survivors of Quanzhen, only Wangchen and his Junior Sister had advanced and retreated together. The two of them had never been separated. However, Taisu Wangqing and the others had disappeared in the chaos.
But now was not the time to be happy. As soon as Little Junior Sister spoke, their identities were exposed. The faces of the Japanese team changed, and they raised their guns …
.....
In the dense forest.
The Yin and Yang Sword Qi destroyed the trees and strangled six Japanese soldiers. The bodies of the Japanese soldiers were torn apart along with their rifles. The two injured national soldiers were saved. They did not have time to thank the beautiful and refined female Taoist priest and hurriedly retreated.
"Be careful!" Wangqing pushed Tai Su to the ground.
A mortar shell exploded beside the two of them. Soil and stones flew everywhere, and the impact broke through the flames and destroyed the two's Protective True Qi.
Tai Su's chest was tight and uncomfortable, and her blood was boiling. She staggered and helped Wangqing up, "Are you okay?"
Wangqing's right leg was badly mutilated. He did not care about his injury and said in a deep voice, "Retreat, retreat … Don't care about the militia and the national army."
Tai Su shook her head, "This is a team that we have spent a lot of effort to organize. We can escape, but it will be difficult to gather such a team again."
"Can't you see the situation clearly? The Japanese army is too energetic. If we resist stubbornly, we will only die. Senior Sister, where there is life, there is hope." Wangqing pointed at his leg, "It is the one that is injured now. Next time, it may be this life."
Within half a day, they had quarreled several times because of this.
The militia and the national army in the team began to retreat. They, the blood descendants, had to stay behind to cover the back, and the people who covered the back had a slim chance of survival. Wangqing was unwilling. He wanted to leave the normal soldiers behind to save his own life.
Tai Su was stubborn, "If you want to leave, then leave. Actually, you wanted to leave after Changsha fell."
She stared at Wangqing deeply, "I don't know why you want to stay, and I don't want to know. I only know that if Wangchen was here, he would stand with me until the end, and not like you who cherishes his life. "
Maybe the two words' Wangchen 'provoked him. Wangqing's face instantly turned pale, and he clenched his fists, "Is it wrong for me to cherish my life? Even ants want to live. It is better to live than to die for nothing. Since ancient times, hasn't our Taoism pursued the word 'longevity'? "
"When we left the mountain, there were more than a hundred people in the same sect. After Changsha fell, there were less than twenty left. Your life is a life, and theirs is not? You cherish your life, and they don't care about their lives? You can let go of this grudge, but I can't. Cao Jun has already left, and you should escape with him. " Tai Su's tone was light, but it was firm, "I won't leave. Wangchen said that people in troubled times should die when they die."
"Wangchen, Wangchen … You only think about Wangchen all day long," Wangqing's eyes were red, "How did I disappoint you?"
"Kaboom!"
The shells exploded in the forest, and the screams and curses of the Japanese soldiers below sounded at the same time.
For some reason, the mortar changed its angle, and was bombarding the Japanese soldiers in the mountain.
Tai Su was stunned. She climbed up a rock with her sword, and looked at the foot of the mountain through the dense leaves. There seemed to be chaos at the back of the Japanese soldiers. More than a hundred corpses of the soldiers were lying on the ground. A group of people in the Japanese military uniform snatched the mortar, and under the command of a young man holding a Japanese katana, they fired at the Japanese soldiers on the mountain.
Blood descendants had better eyesight than normal people, and Tai Su clearly saw the young man holding a Japanese katana and commanding the soldiers to fire. He was tall and handsome!
"Wangchen …" Tai Su murmured.
Wangqing also saw him, but he retracted his gaze after a glance. All that was left in his ears was Tai Su's gentle call that was mixed with surging emotions.
Her cold face blushed, and her eyes were soft. Joy and excitement overwhelmed her. It was as if a pure white lotus had a pink blush on its tip. At that moment, she was so beautiful that she did not look like a mortal woman.
Tai Su's cold and noble image in the sect was sought after by her senior and junior brothers, and only Wangqing could make her smile. In the past ten years, Wangchen was just a toad with a decent appearance among the many flirtatious guys.
Wangqing did not think that Senior Sister Tai Su would look favorably upon a carefree and pompous young man, but the reality was so absurd.
He stared blankly at Tai Su's radiance, and he knew that he might have lost Senior Sister Tai Su forever.
With Wangchen's support, the situation was reversed, and the Japanese soldiers were attacked from the front and back. In front of them, there was the stubborn resistance of the national army that occupied the terrain, and behind them, there was the threat of the mortar. After paying a huge price, the Japanese soldiers retreated in panic.
Wangchen and Tai Su led their men to chase after them, and it was appropriate for a brave general to chase after a cornered enemy. The two of them chased for dozens of miles, and killed most of the Japanese deserters, putting an end to this small war.
After ending the chase, Wangchen purposely slowed down on the way back to meet up with the organization, so that he could keep a distance from the crowd.
Senior Sister Tai Su's ears moved slightly, and she also slowed down as if they were telepathic. The two of them walked side by side, and neither of them spoke.
When the crowd was far away, Wangchen pulled Senior Sister Tai Su to hide behind a tree, and overbearingly gave her a tree thump!
Tai Su's back was against the tree trunk, and she looked up. She seemed to know what was going to happen, and a blush crept up her cheeks, making her look charming and alluring.
"Senior Sister …" Wangchen lowered his head, and held Tai Su's bright red lips.
Tai Su moaned, and her hands gently pushed against Wangchen's chest. As she pushed, she hugged his neck, and awkwardly responded to his hot kiss.
The two of them had been separated for a long time, and they had been worried about each other. Now that they finally met again, it was inevitable that they would fall in love …
They thought that there was no one nearby, so they kissed intensely, but the two of them had no idea that what they were doing was being watched as a 3D holographic movie by a salted fish from a century in the future.
The only spectator was about to explode ….
Hey, hey, did you brush your teeth? You're just kissing my Senior Sister Tai Su.
Seeing his goddess again, Li Xianyu was extremely excited. At this time, looking at Wangchen taking advantage of Tai Su, he felt like his head was being cuckolded. He had a similar feeling when he saw the news that a female celebrity he liked got married during his adolescence. At that time, Li Xianyu also felt like he was being cuckolded.
The two of them separated after a long time. Tai Su tidied up her clothes, patted her burning cheeks, and followed the team with him.
"I heard from a colonel in the national army that the Japanese army is at the end of its rope. As long as we hold on, victory will be ours sooner or later," said Tai Su.
"I hope it's not a bluff," said Wangchen.
They were monks, so they did not understand the international situation.
Tai Su talked about her experience, and said worriedly, "We had more than thirty Blood Descendants in the beginning, but during this time, many of them were captured by the Japanese army. The Aoki family has a purpose to capture Blood Descendants, I don't know what they are planning. "
"Captured Blood Descendants?"
"Yes, Wangqing was almost captured. The Japanese army clearly had the chance to kill him, but they insisted on keeping him alive … Wangqing is very afraid, he wants to go back to the mountain," Tai Su sighed.
"Everyone has their own ambitions. If he wants to go back, then let him go. I will stay until the Japanese army is expelled. Every Japanese army we kill is worth it. I must avenge my brothers, "said Wangchen.
"I will accompany you." Tai Su smiled sweetly.
When they returned to the battlefield, all the national army and militia had gathered. The leader of the national army was the guerrilla leader, and there were more than a hundred people under him. Including the militia and Wangchen's team, there were a total of four hundred people.
Before the large-scale war began, the guerrilla warfare between the two sides had almost never stopped. A large-scale war like the one in Changsha where both sides invested hundreds of thousands of people each was rare.
"We must leave here first, the Japanese army's support will arrive at any time," said the leader, "Our ammunition is also used up, I need to go back to replenish it."
"Go back to my stronghold first, you can't stay here anymore, I have enough food supplies." After Wangchen finished, he stared at Wangqing, "Of course, you can follow the national army if you want. After all, it is safer with them, the Japanese army has not reached Yu City yet."
Wangqing was caught off guard, and his face turned red.
The two sides agreed to meet at Wangchen's stronghold, and the national army and militia split up.
Just like that, Wangchen brought them back to his stronghold. At that time, including the Blood Descendants and the militia, there were a total of two hundred people. This was already quite a sizable team.
On the second day back to the stronghold, Little Junior Sister and Tai Su washed their clothes by the pool, while Wangchen ate his arm and paddled in the pool.
Li Xianyu paid special attention to the relationship between Little Junior Sister and Tai Su, they were very harmonious. Maybe Wangchen hid the triangle relationship very well, or maybe they did not care.
Yes, Wangchen's harem was very harmonious.
"Taoist Wangchen, Taoist Wangchen …" Second Baby's voice came from afar, and a skinny kid ran over hurriedly.
"What's the matter?" Wangchen climbed ashore.
"Someone came to join us," Second Baby said, "The leader said his name is Cao Jun!"
Boom!
There was a loud noise in his consciousness, and the memory suddenly collapsed.
Li Xianyu opened his eyes, and the light from the light was a little dazzling. He sat up and looked around, and the memory was interrupted. He was back in the meditation room of Lianhua Temple, and beside him was a charming beauty in a kimono.
"What happened to you? Are you okay? "Kuri Aoki asked with concern.
A few minutes ago, Li Xianyu suddenly fell unconscious, and his eyes rolled back. She was shocked, and almost thought that she had encountered a Chinese scam. After checking and finding that his breathing and heartbeat were stable, she was relieved.
If the heir of the Li family had an accident here, he would not be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. The Unparalleled Fighting Soul outside would immediately show everyone how to tear the Japanese apart.
"Why the f * ck am I back? Why the f * ck am I back?" Li Xianyu looked anxious, and he slapped the thumb ring on his left hand. "You broke my chapter again. F * ck you."
Why was it that the moment that Cao Jun appeared, his memories were cut off?
Cao Jun … Cao family!!
The Cao family was one of the top bloodline families during the Republic of China. After the rise of Evil Dao, he single-handedly destroyed this guy.
Li Xianyu had a premonition that Cao Jun had something to do with Tai Su and Junior Sister being erased from the list.
What happened next might be the truth behind Evil Dao's demonization. Junior Sister and Tai Su were erased from the list, and their ending was unknown. Wangchen became a captive in the slave camp, and entered the Pantheon Palace …
If he continued watching, he would be able to see the truth of the past. The main show had just begun, and it was cut off just like that.
When he heard Aoki Kurumi talking about the past, he immediately entered the memory. The remnant soul in the thumb ring must have been stimulated.
Evil Dao's remnant soul might be residing in the thumb ring, and the screen had collapsed because the data was lost. However, it was also possible that the following memory was too painful for Evil Dao to bear, so he chose to collapse the entire memory.
Li Xianyu was more inclined to the latter.
"Be careful of your ring …" Hua Yang's mistress suddenly reminded.
Before Li Xianyu could raise his guard, the thumb ring on his left hand exploded with a sky-high brightness, and a vague, violent will descended. Hua Yang's voice was drowned in this powerful will.
On his left arm, the blood vessels bulged out of the skin, and the bloody light shone fiercely. Slime buzzed with laughter. "Congratulations, you have unlocked Wrath!"
Oh no!
Li Xianyu's heart skipped a beat!
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