I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

"Shoot those two wooden tubes! Shoot them down!" Having witnessed firsthand how the tubes fired arrows, Sato Toyohiro immediately gave the order. "Shoot down those tubes and see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Three gunshots rang out nearby, and then there was no more sound. However, the wooden tube in the distance remained intact!

"Huh?" Sato Toyohiro turned his head and looked around in confusion, only to find that only three of his men were still able to move! The rest were either lying on the ground or shivering in the cover, dragging their wounded bodies. Only he and three other soldiers were still capable of fighting!

How are we supposed to fight this battle? We came out with dozens of men, and now we're down to just three or four? Even if the four of them catch up with the enemy, what can they do? Just feed them kills?

"Baka!..."

"Shhhhhh!"

Just as he was filled with questions and couldn't figure it out, three short arrows shot out from nowhere, and the three remaining Japanese soldiers also lost their lives!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Baka! All you Chinese are dead! Come out and fight for real, don't hide!" Sato Toyohiro was truly terrified and fired wildly in all directions! He hadn't even chased them very far before they were wiped out, and he hadn't even seen a single one of them! What kind of opponents were these?

The reason he was shouting was partly to send a message to the outside world in the hope that Nagano Yokoo would hear him, but more importantly, it was to vent his inner fear! There were only nineteen people, how could he, one of dozens of people, suddenly be all alone?

"call out!"

However, the only answer he received was an arrow! A short arrow shot out from behind a large rock and struck the man squarely in the chest. The man fell to the ground without ever seeing the enemy's true face before he died!

If he knew that only six people attacked them, would he be so angry that he would come back to life?

"What are you yelling about? Isn't it better to stay at home with your wife, kids, and a warm bed? Why do you have to come here and cause trouble? Aren't you asking for death? You deserve it! Bah!" Man Gui walked out from behind a large rock and kicked Sato Toyohiro's corpse while cursing.

"Hurry up and finish the job! After that, go back and move the flour. We can't stay here any longer!" Mancang urged from the side.

"I wonder if Da Zhao and the others have returned yet. We need to call all the men and women in the village over to work with all that flour! How long do you expect us to keep going?" Manxiang added.

The continuous labor had left these young men exhausted. Before they could even catch their breath, they had been dealing with the Japanese for half a day. At this moment, they just wanted to collapse into a den and sleep soundly for the rest of their lives!

"These Japanese crossbows are no good either. They can only fire twenty shots at a time, which is worse than our repeating crossbows! And they're so heavy!" He said, throwing the crossbow in his arms to the ground and sitting down to rub his sore arms.

The Japanese soldiers, numbering only twenty-odd, were quickly finished off by the six men who finished them off one by one. They then sat down heavily on rocks, rubbing their aching bodies. After days of ambushes and battling flour, even the strongest could not withstand it! Only after annihilating this pursuing Japanese force could they finally catch their breath.

"Hurry! They're on the mountain! Don't let them escape!"

However, before the six of them could rest for even a short while, faint shouts from the Japanese soldiers came from down the mountain again! The group of men were all startled, exchanged glances, grabbed their weapons, and jumped to their feet!

I hurried to the top of the hill and looked into the distance. Good heavens! There were Japanese soldiers everywhere at the foot of the hill outside the gourd-shaped mouth!

"My goodness! So many people have come all at once! The Japanese think too highly of us!" Tiger said, his grip on the machine gun tightening.

"Damn it, damn it, the Japanese have come out in droves! What are we going to do now?" Man Gui couldn't help but curse. How did they, with only six people, manage to attract so many Japanese soldiers?

"Are those guys carrying round cylinders cannons? You don't need to make such a big fuss to deal with just a few of us, do you?" Manxiang said, pointing to the people behind the Japanese troops.

"That's a mortar! This is troublesome..." Man Cang felt his scalp tingle as he looked at so many Japanese soldiers. Even if there were all nineteen of them, let alone only six of them, they wouldn't be enough for the Japanese to mow them down!

"Brothers, we only have two paths now. The first is to abandon the flour and go straight back. Judging by the time, they should be on their way. If we encounter anyone, we should tell them to turn back to the village and lie low. We'll deal with the Japanese after things calm down!"

"The second option is for the six of us to continue leading the Japanese soldiers in circles on the mountain, buying time for Da Zhao and the others to transport the supplies back. But that might cost us our lives!"

"Brothers, let's discuss how to choose!"

“Then let’s keep negotiating! We’ve finally managed to get so much stuff. If we transport it back to our village, we won’t have to worry about food and drink for the rest of the year! It’s worth it, even if it’s tiring!” Manxiang was the first to speak up.

“It’s definitely worth it! As long as we can buy time for Da Zhao and the others to transport the goods, it’s worth the suffering! Even if we die, it won’t be a waste. We’ve already gotten our money’s worth by killing so many Japanese soldiers!” Tiger added.

“The reason we’re fighting the Japanese and seizing their flour is to prevent them from transporting grain to the front lines. If we let them take the flour back now, all our efforts these past few days will have been for nothing. Let’s keep maneuvering! What do you suggest? We’ll follow your lead!” Shimizu said.

"Yes! You tell me what to do! We can't let these past few days of hard work go to waste!"

"Fighting the Japanese is all about guts! Giving up when you see a lot of Japanese isn't something a real man should do! This isn't the time to be in the mines anymore, we're all men fighting the Japanese now!"

"Alright! Let's give the Japanese a good cat-and-mouse game! Gather all the remaining arrows at Shimizu's place, and hide the extra crossbows and the beehives. Take the good ones from the Japanese, and bring plenty of bullets and grenades. Don't forget those two grenade launchers, fire a couple of shots to give the Japanese a bang! Hurry up and pack, we're heading this way in five minutes!" Mancang said, pointing to the ravine far from the Tibetan flour.

After two battles, the enemy's arrows were all used up, and each person's crossbow bolts were also running low, so they decided to just use the Japanese guns.

"Okay!" everyone agreed and began to work.

The Japanese soldiers chasing them didn't carry machine guns or grenade launchers, but they had plenty of bullets and grenades. Soon, the group stuffed themselves with supplies and prepared to leave.

"Manxiang, Qingquan, fire a shot at the Japanese devils to say hello!" Mancang said, pointing at the Japanese devils who had already climbed halfway up the mountain.

"Alright! Just go ahead and do it!"

The two agreed, propped the grenade launcher against a rock, loaded it with grenades, pulled the breech, and fired.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two shouts rang out in quick succession, and then grenades exploded amidst the Japanese soldiers climbing the slope, sending debris flying and kicking up a high cloud of dust. The Japanese soldiers, startled, quickly dropped to the ground for cover!

"Baka! They're over there! Go after them!" Nagano Yokoo exclaimed.