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

Inoue Masao was frustrated! He had finally managed to gather the puppet troops together and, in one fell swoop, knocked down the men on the village wall and stormed through the gate. He had planned to do what he always did when entering a village: burn, kill, loot, and even find some girls to enjoy himself with. But instead, he was met with a cage enclosed by stone walls! The main gate was also blocked by stones. More than a hundred Japanese soldiers and traitors were crammed into a few dozen square meters; they could practically touch each other if they turned around!

That's not all; people above kept throwing grenades down! With so many people crammed together, each explosion covered a huge area, with every shot hitting its mark and nowhere to hide! More importantly, the enemy was still some distance from the fortified city; from below, they couldn't see anyone, let alone hit them! Like wild beasts caught in a trap, they waited for their masters to come and collect their corpses!

Why build a fortified village like this?

"Retreat! Blast open the entrance!" Masao Inoue ordered helplessly.

"boom!"

Several grenades were tied together and exploded at the doorway, causing the stone wall to collapse and scattering stones of all sizes across the ground. But what was truly disheartening was that the collapsed opening was only the size of a water vat; how were so many people supposed to get in? Were they supposed to crawl in like dogs?

They clearly dare not bomb again! If they do it again, the wall above the gate will collapse, and then we'll really be like wild beasts crushed to death by stones!

"Move the stones! Dig open the hole!" It'll be a bit of a hassle, but who knows how much longer the seniors can hold out!

By this point, he no longer dared to hope that Nagano Yokoyuki could defeat those dozen or so members of the Mo Dao gang. Just being able to stall them for a little longer would be a victory. As long as he controlled the entire village, even the most capable fighters would be forced to act cautiously and be at his mercy!

The puppet troops looked at each other, reluctantly heading over to move the stones. At this point, they couldn't simply give up! Grenades continued to be thrown down intermittently, but skilled Japanese soldiers could intercept them mid-air, making them difficult to harm. They tacitly quickened their pace, striving to breach the gate and end the battle as soon as possible.

However, as the saying goes, what you fear most is what happens. Just as the gate was about to be opened, a hail of arrows covered the entire barbican!

Mancang and the others are back! Don't ask them how they got onto the stockade wall; they know their own backyard best. A dozen or so men on the wall signaled the battle was about to end!

The wailing was contagious; after the first wai, a chorus of wails erupted throughout the entire city! By the time someone regained their senses and turned to leave through the entrance, it was too late. A powerful machine gun instantly sealed off the entrance! Soon, the entire entrance was piled high with corpses!

The battle ended when the sun was high in the sky! Twenty Japanese soldiers and more than one hundred puppet troops were all killed in the barracks!

……

Three days later, Wang Min and Liang Ping were guiding the clumsy men to change their dressings. Their injuries were under control, and they were able to get out of bed and move around, busily working in their wooden wheelchairs. The brothers finally breathed a sigh of relief. These past three days had truly shown them what it meant for amateurs to make things worse by trying to help!

"Pigeon, do you feel like you've ordered enough? All the young men are back, pick one that looks good and try it! Don't skimp on yourself!" Liang Ping joked as he changed her bandages, feeling a pang of emotion as he recalled the scene of her lying on the wall of the house.

"Wait until your injury heals. Your first time is precious, and I don't want to die in a muddle! As for you, once you can move around, hurry up and make your move! These young men are all decent, so it's good to grab one early so you can fulfill your wish sooner!" Zhou Xingge said with a grin.

"I'm talking to you! How did this get into me? I was even planning to sell myself!" Liang Ping said with a grin.

The box on one side had already stared wide-eyed, looking at this and then that, and grinned slyly!

"There's something going on here! Tell me the details quickly so I can prepare!"

"roll!"

Unsurprisingly, he was met with two eye rolls in response!

……

Mancang and Huzi were beaming with joy as they looked at the huge pile of spoils in the warehouse! After this battle, the weapons had filled three rooms, including eleven mortars and more than twenty boxes of shells! The sixteen Czech-made mortars they had been longing for were gone, and one of them had been taken to Dazhao's room and Guijian refused to hand it over!

They had everything else: Type 38 rifles, Type 38 pistols, Type 99 light machine guns, and grenade launchers. They even had eight binoculars, plus some previously captured—enough for almost two men to have one!

"Fighting the Japanese is still the most satisfying! With so much wealth, arming the whole village is no problem! Next time the Japanese come, every old woman, young woman, and child will have a long gun and fight them off. They'll never come back alive!" Tiger said, touching the weapon with obvious delight.

"The Japanese have suffered such heavy casualties this time that they probably won't pay any attention to us for a while. We still don't have enough men. We need to take advantage of this opportunity to expand our forces and recruit more people!" Mancang said.

Tianma Village has been exposed this time. Once the Japanese recover, they will definitely not let them go. Next time they come, they won't be so easy to deal with!

If we had a few hundred men of our own, the Japanese wouldn't be so rampant!

"That's true! We have plenty of food and good weapons right now, but what we lack is manpower! That's the hardest problem to solve. The young men have all been captured or killed by the Japanese. It's not easy to find a group of tough guys who can kick and bite!" Tiger said.

“Do you remember the Shaojialing Iron Mine where we used to work? Would you like to revisit it?” Mancang asked Huzi.

"How could I forget? It's etched in my memory! I'll never forget it in this lifetime! ...Wait, you mean go there to get people?" Tiger suddenly understood.

"..." Mancang nodded without saying anything.

With their current strength, taking over that iron mine wouldn't be difficult, but letting the laborers escape again would be a huge loss!

Those people inside must hate the Japanese after being enslaved for so long. With a little guidance, recruiting them into the Mo Dao Regiment shouldn't be difficult. The challenge is keeping them stable. What if they all flee like last time once the fighting starts? Wouldn't all our efforts be for nothing? We need someone to infiltrate and set the pace!

This task fell to Tiger! Tiger is an honest man; if he kicks off the wall and shouts loudly at a crucial moment, he might be able to calm most of the people down!

Actually, using his ultimate move is a good option, but given his past as a puppet soldier, people might not believe him when it matters! Tiger is innocent and similar to those laborers, so his words might carry more weight!

"Great! No problem! Just tell me how, and I'll make sure it's done perfectly!" Tiger suddenly became excited. This was exciting! He came from the iron mines, and now his buddies were fighting the Japanese! Going back would be like returning home in glory!