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

"Hu~~"

Soon, Tiger responded from the other side, with a sharp whistle, but it was noticeably more urgent!

"There's something going on over there! We have to go rescue them!" Da Zhao exclaimed in surprise.

"Let's go! Go through the exit!" Mancang also became anxious. If Hu Zi could signal to go, the situation must be urgent.

The group quickly reached the valley exit, descended to the bottom, and arrived at the opposite hillside. When they saw Hu Zi, four Japanese soldiers were fighting him with bayonets. Hu Zi, along with two dogs, barely managed to hold his own against the four soldiers, all of whom bore wounds. Man Xin lay not far away, his chest a bloody mess, his fate unknown.

"Damn it! Japanese devils! Go!" Da Zhao quickly signaled the dogs to surround them. The group was still a short distance away, and the dogs, of course, ran faster than the people!

In an instant, more than forty dogs surrounded the Japanese soldiers who were attacking Hu Zi. They grabbed their legs, dragged them down, and choked them, taking down four Japanese soldiers in one go without any hesitation!

"How are you? Are you alright?" Da Zhao ran over and asked.

"I'm fine! Manxin got shot! Help him!" Hu Zi said breathlessly, gripping his longsword and supporting himself on the ground.

"Manxin!" Da Zhao quickly came over and helped him up, calling out.

"Don't move him! Make a stretcher and carry him away!" Mancang squatted down, pulled open Manxin's clothes, and saw two pieces of shrapnel embedded in his right ribs. He said in a deep voice.

The situation is unclear, so I dare not remove the shrapnel. I should hurry back and ask a doctor to handle it.

"How is he?" Manxiang asked, having made a makeshift stretcher by tying together a few pieces of clothing he had taken from the Japanese soldiers with the long poles of two Mo Dao swords.

"Carry him up, apply some kudzu root and weeds to stop the bleeding! Retreat quickly!" The situation was urgent and they couldn't afford to delay any longer. They quickly treated him and retreated.

Looking back at the bottom of the valley, a significant portion of them had already escaped the inferno and were rescuing their comrades. Any further delay and the Japanese would catch them, making escape much more difficult!

To my shame, the Mo Dao Group has never had anyone with medical expertise since its inception. Now that someone is injured, Man Cang can only rely on his meager medical knowledge to deal with the situation roughly. He just hopes to find a doctor as soon as possible to remove the shrapnel from the wounded man!

After crossing the hill, everyone was dumbfounded again! Ahead was a wide open field of crops, the wheat already harvested and exposed. If they passed through here, they wouldn't even need to fire two shots to pin them all down in the field as fertilizer!

Fortunately, the sounds of gunfire in the valley had already scared away the workers, and they didn't see anyone at first glance.

"Go into that cemetery!" The situation left them no time to hesitate. Mancang pointed to the cemetery in the middle of the farmland and said in a deep voice.

The brothers quickly ran in that direction, and after more than twenty minutes, a dozen people and a pack of dogs hid in the cemetery and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Commander Mancang, this young man has a fever! His wounds need to be treated quickly, or his life may be in danger!" Zhou Xingge said, standing beside Man Xin.

"First, use water to cool it down physically. Mancang, go find a doctor in a nearby village!" Mancang lay on a grave and stared into the distance through binoculars.

A group of Japanese soldiers were already running towards the mouth of the valley on the highway; if they went out now, they would definitely be exposed. Several tall cypress trees in the cemetery would keep them hidden for the time being.

……

In the valley, Inoue Masao looked helplessly at the Japanese soldiers who had escaped from the inferno! This one attack had caused more than half of their casualties, and the Japanese soldiers who escaped were all covered in soot, their clothes were tattered and torn, many parts of their bodies were burned, and their hair and beards were singed! Many of them simply took off their clothes and went shirtless to avoid the danger of being burned!

"Major Inoue! What... what's going on?" Soon, the Japanese squad that came to provide support arrived in the valley and cautiously asked Captain Nakamura Saburo, who was looking at the deserted man.

"You've arrived! Quickly! Leave a ten-man squad to take care of the wounded, the rest of you come with me! They can't have gone far!" Inoue Masao quickly ordered.

"Yes, sir!" Nakamura Saburo replied, glancing at the smoke-covered Japanese soldiers. His questions deepened: what kind of enemy could have rendered the proud Major Inoue so disheveled?

However, now is not the time to ask questions; once the enemy is captured, the answer will become clear.

Soon, the remaining supply convoy and the arriving Japanese reinforcements combined, forming a force of over sixty men, and headed towards the opposite hilltop. They had already seen the enemy enter this forest through the valley entrance; they believed the enemy couldn't have gone too far in such a short time!

Sure enough, when Inoue Masao saw a wide-open field of crops after crossing the hill, he became even more certain of his judgment! It was impossible to escape silently in such an open area!

“Nakamura-kun, carefully observe this field! We’re sure to find some clues left by the other side!” Inoue Masao handed the binoculars on his chest to Nakamura Saburo.

It wasn't that he wanted to slack off; his shoulder had been burned extensively in the battle just now, and raising his arm caused him excruciating pain!

“Hi!” Saburo Nakamura replied.

He had originally intended to be a reserve force, merely observing from the outskirts of the highway, when this trap was set for the enemy. He never expected the fighting in the valley to be so fierce! When soldiers reported that the valley had turned into a sea of ​​fire, he rushed to provide support, only to find himself in the main force! How could he not be excited!

Soon, the telescope revealed the traces left by the group, pointing directly to the cypress grove in the farmland!

Cypress grove it is, the Japanese have no idea it's a cemetery!

"Major! They've entered that cypress grove!" Saburo Nakamura exclaimed excitedly.

"Alright! Surround them and wipe them out!" Inoue Masao commanded in a deep voice, looking at the cypress forest in the distance.

"Hey!" Nakamura Saburo was in high spirits. What would happen if he wiped out an enemy that even a major couldn't defeat? Promoting him to a major wouldn't be too much to ask, would it?

The Japanese soldiers immediately rushed down the hillside towards the cypress grove.

It was midday, and the scorching sun beat down on their smooth backs, causing a burning pain. Those Japanese soldiers who had survived the fires all had some kind of wound, and under the blazing sun, the sweat flowing through their wounds was a truly unbearable experience!

Especially when everyone stepped onto this farmland, the freshly harvested wheat field was covered with stubble a bushel high, and walking on it barefoot was incredibly difficult! Even the usually strong-willed Inoue Masao frowned!

As the cypress forest drew closer, one could vaguely see mounds of yellow earth with several stones piled up in front of them, forming what appeared to be shrines.

“A cemetery! That’s a Chinese cemetery!” Nakamura Saburo said, pointing to the mounds of earth.

"Hey! These people have all hidden in the cemetery! They don't really respect their ancestors like people say!" Inoue Masao clearly knew something about the local customs, and he used this as an excuse to encourage the soldiers when he saw them enter the cemetery.