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

When Da Zhao and his pack of hounds arrived at the cornfield, the battle was already over! Man Cang was leading his brothers to treat the wounded, while dozens of disheveled puppet soldiers were squatting nearby.

"Liang Ping, Wang Min! Quickly save our brothers! These brothers are still breathing!" Man Cang called out as soon as he saw the two female doctors approaching.

"Okay!...Leave it to us!..." The two girls couldn't help but shed tears upon seeing Mancang's condition! Clearly, the brothers lying on the ground were barely breathing, yet this young man continued to perform CPR on each of them. Whether it was sweat or tears, they slid down his youthful face, wetting the faces of the brothers lying on the ground...

After checking the injuries, the two women took over his work and kept pressing on the chests of the brothers, not giving up even though their chests were still slightly warm!

"Master Cang! You did your best!" Hu Zi said, looking at the dejected Man Cang.

Tiger knows best the hardships of this battle! The fact that they were able to turn the tide under such encirclement and suppression was all thanks to this guy's composure and ability to devise a strategy to defeat the enemy at the crucial moment! Otherwise, all of their hundred or so men would have perished here!

"I...I'm fine!...Let's carry the brothers back!..." Mancang said in a hoarse voice.

This was their first casualty incident! Seventeen out of one hundred brothers were killed, and more than half were wounded. This was undoubtedly their greatest loss since the uprising began! It was even more devastating than when they escaped from the iron mine!

"Brother! As a fellow soldier, I truly admire your men! Over a hundred of them successfully crossed three checkpoints, seized supplies, and ensured their safe return, while also killing hundreds of Japanese soldiers! I've never seen such a brave unit in the entire Central Army! Well done, Mo Dao Regiment! Well done, Zhao Mancang! These fallen brothers are all heroes!"

"As a soldier, I am proud to have witnessed such a heroic feat! Generals die in a hundred battles, and brave soldiers return after ten years! The brothers who took up this Mo Dao were all prepared to sacrifice themselves! These brothers can rest in peace now!" Platoon Leader Sun walked over and sat down next to Man Cang, comforting him emotionally.

I've witnessed countless life-and-death situations since joining the army, but this is the first time I've experienced something so tragic and heroic! During my time with the Modao Regiment, I've deeply felt the passion and joy of fighting on the battlefield! I've never experienced anything like it before!

"...Thank you!..." Man Cang said in a hoarse voice. He understood these principles, but he couldn't accept it for the first time when he faced life and death directly!

"Brother Cang, what should we do with those traitors?" Da Zhao asked as he finished packing up the spoils and arranging things for his brothers.

“...Register and let him go!” Mancang said in a still hoarse voice.

"Release them?..." Platoon Leader Sun and Da Zhao asked in unison.

These collaborators are notorious villains, and these people have seen their true colors. Letting them go now would cause endless trouble!

"Let them go! Record their details, and if they commit the same offense again, they will be executed without mercy! Keeping them alive is just a waste of food, let them go and cause trouble for the Japanese!" Mancang explained.

Since Wang Daben's death, these puppet troops have completely collapsed and are no longer a threat. Having their details documented, we don't need to worry about them causing any more trouble. If someone could gain the Japanese's trust and cultivate someone like Wu Erdan as an inside agent, it might be a good thing!

"Okay, alright!" Although Da Zhao still didn't understand, he didn't insist any further, took a pen and paper, wrote everything down, and then put it away.

Platoon Leader Sun shook his head, expressing his confusion.

Three days later, the villagers held a grand funeral for the seventeen brothers who had sacrificed their lives! The cemetery was set up next to the playground on the back mountain, and the brothers solemnly fired shots to send their brothers off! The wealthy Zhang Youcai personally wrote the inscription to record the course of the battle and the names of the fallen brothers.

"Brothers! Fellow villagers! In this battle, we lost seventeen brothers. They lie beside us, silently watching over us who survived! This victory was won with the lives of these brothers. We must all remember their great deeds and carry on their wishes to drive out the Japanese invaders and protect our fellow villagers!"

“We all come from poor families, and many of us were enslaved by the Japanese in the mines! We have killed quite a few Japanese soldiers, but is that enough? Of course not! If we stop here and just stay in our village to live our own little lives, it won’t be long before we are captured by the Japanese again and enslaved and trampled on! We will never have a chance to turn our lives around!”

"The Mo Dao Regiment has grown from nothing to a force that the Japanese cannot ignore! We must seize this victory and press our advantage to drive the Japanese out of Xiahou Town and Qili Township, bringing peace and tranquility to more villagers! This is what the Mo Dao Regiment should do!"

"I am ready to fight in the war of resistance; I am not afraid to sacrifice myself!"

Mancang called out emotionally in front of his brothers' graves, and unconsciously clenched his fists and shouted as he got over his emotions!

"I am ready to fight in the war of resistance; I am not afraid to sacrifice myself!"

"I am ready to fight in the war of resistance; I am not afraid to sacrifice myself!"

"I am ready to fight in the war of resistance; I am not afraid to sacrifice myself!"

All the brothers, men, women, and children clenched their fists and shouted in unison! Their voices shook the heavens and the earth!

Platoon Leader Sun was moved! The most basic goal of everyone was to live a peaceful life. Compared with the overall situation of the War of Resistance, the goal of driving the Japanese out of two towns was so small that it could be ignored.

But even such a small goal requires countless passionate men to be fearless and willing to sacrifice themselves to achieve it!

This is a group of men with courage and integrity! They are a shining pearl scattered across the land of our motherland!

"Smoke signals rise, and the northward gaze is fixed upon the land..."

Overwhelmed with emotion, Mancang sang "Serve the Country with Utmost Loyalty" with great passion. Although they were not actually serving their country, their heroic spirit was absolutely worthy of it!

"Smoke signals rise, and the northward gaze is fixed upon the land..."

Although none of these brothers could sing, they were all infected by Mancang's heroic spirit at this moment and couldn't help but howl along! Even though they were way off-key, their heroic spirit was absolutely magnificent!

……

For the next three days, Kobayashi Kazuhito, like Nagano Yokoo not long ago, locked himself in a room to reflect. Upon returning, he proactively reported the defeat to Colonel Yamazaki at the front. Colonel Yamazaki, after giving him a severe scolding, also gave him a month to recover.

The supplies for the front lines will be transported from the more distant tea-producing region within a month. He is tasked with eliminating any destabilizing factors in Guya County within that month, ensuring continued supply to the front lines afterward!

This month is incredibly precious to him! Eliminating the Mo Dao Gang within a month remains a formidable task!

"Reporting, Major! Yudu has replied! They can allocate a squad of two hundred men to us, along with an armored vehicle!" Kato Oka reported at the door.

"What?! Yoho! Although there are fewer people, with armored vehicles we don't have to worry about their arrows!" Kobayashi Kazuhito was overjoyed and excitedly opened the door.