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

Without an observer to direct the fire, the tanks lost their aim and eventually stopped firing randomly in a general direction!

The power of the blind iron turtle was immediately greatly reduced, and the Japanese soldiers behind it simply squeezed near the tank to return fire, but their accuracy was laughable!

"Haha, it works! Let's do it this way! Keep an eye on that observation post and let the brothers go all out and attack! Those guys are just sitting ducks!" The hunter was overjoyed to see that his method had worked and called on his brothers to go all out and kill the enemy.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Boom boom boom boom!"

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

With the threat of tanks gone, the brothers breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed all their weapons, unleashing a fierce attack on the Japanese soldiers. The battle was incredibly intense!

……

As the fierce fighting raged on one side, Tatsuo, who was directing the battle from the rear, grew increasingly alarmed. When the tanks stopped and launched a chaotic counterattack, the old Japanese soldier finally couldn't hold back any longer, threw down his binoculars, and began cursing loudly.

"Baka yarou! Foolish! Soldiers like this should be sent to the guillotine!"

"Lieutenant Colonel, calm down! The enemy's long arrows locked onto the tank's observation port, making it impossible to see anything!..." The officer next to him explained, having witnessed the periscope being knocked away.

"What?..." The dragon man under the branch dodged the binoculars from the other party's hand and began to observe again. When he saw a dozen strange-looking big guys on the wall locking onto the tank, he understood everything.

First, the enemy from Yushuzhuang suddenly appeared on the pass at Laoyinggou, and then the tanks became ineffective. There was no point in continuing the battle any longer; it would only increase casualties!

"Give it a try!" Tatsuo Shigeshita simply ordered a retreat. Since there was no chance of victory for the time being, it was better to retreat proactively and find another way. Unnecessary sacrifices would be a waste.

"Yes, sir!" the officer replied and went to relay the order.

After two consecutive retreats, this Mo Dao Regiment really impressed them. They hadn't had such a hard time dealing with the Central Army in Seoul before!

This time, the Japanese retreated thoroughly, unlike yesterday when they lingered on the outskirts waiting for another chance to fight. This time, they retreated towards the county town, clearly not intending to fight again anytime soon. What surprised them even more was the battle attrition; after just two charges, they were left with less than four hundred men!

Without tanks and with more than half their men gone, Guijian dared not continue the battle; they could not afford such losses!

……

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

The men at the fortress cheered when they saw the Japanese soldiers were really gone! Dozens of men had held off hundreds of Japanese soldiers, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the fierce fighting, none of them had the confidence to hold out until reinforcements arrived; they had fought the Japanese with a death wish!

Little did they know that it was precisely this spirit of fighting to the death that enabled them to unleash their full fighting power, killing hundreds of Japanese soldiers and forcing them to retreat in disgrace...

However, they also paid a heavy price. The pass was bombed by the Japanese and was on the verge of collapse. More than half of the brothers in one company were lost, and the rest were all wounded! Many of the brothers' bulletproof vests were riddled with holes. Although they did not penetrate the iron, many of their bones were broken. They were able to hold on by sheer willpower!

"The battalion commander is back!"

"The battalion commander is back!"

"The battalion commander is back!"

Just as his brothers were busy tending to their own injuries, Qingquan returned with two companies of brothers, looking travel-worn and exhausted! Looking at his brothers, who had suffered heavy casualties, Qingquan was filled with guilt.

"Brothers, you've suffered! You've all done a great job! The entire Mo Dao Regiment will remember your achievements, and the people will remember your sacrifices! Go back to the village and recover from your injuries. Leave the rest to us!" Qingquan was also very frustrated. Throughout the battle, he and his two companies were like firefighters, rushing to wherever the fighting was already over. He was exhausted, like a dog, and hadn't even fired a few shots!

"What happened next? What happened next?...Should we pursue them? The Japanese still have a tank!" The hunter suddenly became uneasy; he knew the principle of not pursuing a cornered enemy!

"Haha, what can one tank do? It's still completely under your control!" Qingquan had a general understanding of the battle and greatly admired the feat of more than a dozen crossbows subduing one tank! Brothers, you guys are awesome!

"Don't worry! The regimental commander has already led his men to intercept them ahead. We just need to catch up and launch a surprise attack on the Japanese from behind! The Japanese can't be so arrogant on our own little piece of land!"

“…Is that so? Then let’s go, brothers! We can’t miss this chance to beat a dog when it’s down!” the hunter said, his eyes shining.

"You guys should stay here and take care of the brothers! The brothers have paid a heavy price in this battle, don't let them lose heart!"

"Well... alright!" The hunter was overcome with grief as he looked at his brothers lying in a pool of blood; their losses this time were too great!

"Kill a few more Japanese devils for us!" the hunter said earnestly, his expression momentarily stunned.

“Okay!” Qingquan solemnly agreed.

……

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

"Shhhhhhh!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Meanwhile, in a field outside Yuguan Town, two groups of people unexpectedly encountered each other! Without saying a word, they started fighting immediately. Enemies meeting are especially hostile, and both sides brought out their weapons and attacked each other fiercely!

However, the Japanese had just suffered heavy losses in a battle and soon fell into a disadvantageous position, losing even more men under the enemy's barrage of arrows.

What infuriated them most was the enemy's tanks! Yes, they were theirs before, but the enemy had stolen them and were now using them to attack them!

They'd come all this way just to deliver milk! This feeling made the Japanese soldiers feel like they had a fishbone stuck in their throats, and they felt an indescribable nausea!

The key point is that it's certain the enemy can't even use tanks properly; they can barely move them! But these lowly people have their own methods! They put wooden tubes for launching arrows onto the gun emplacements, hide inside the tanks, and fire them. The tanks keep getting closer to them, like a moving dark cloud staring at them relentlessly!

"Baka yarou!..." Tatsuo Shigeshita felt incredibly frustrated! This battle had turned out like this; if things continued like this, they might all be left here!

"Tanks cover the rear! The rest of you, take the heads of your fallen comrades and retreat quickly in this direction!" Given the circumstances, carrying the corpses of their fallen comrades would be far too much of a hindrance! Cutting off their heads and taking them with them would save them a lot of trouble. They'll remember this grudge and repay it a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

“…Yes!” Takahashi Nobuo replied in a deep voice. Although it was very inappropriate to do this, the situation forced them to remain silent!