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

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Soon, through his binoculars, Shan Teng saw that the wooden cylinders on the stone wall had been smashed into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

"Alright! The threat is gone, we can leave now!" Yamato breathed a sigh of relief and handed the binoculars to Watanabe Sando.

"Retreat!" Watanabe took the binoculars three times, glanced at the situation, and decisively gave the order.

The enemy has guns and arrows; they can't possibly take them down with their small force! The location has been found; the rest is up to Major Inoue to handle. The most important thing now is to get the message out as quickly as possible!

Upon hearing the order to retreat, everyone visibly breathed a sigh of relief, especially the puppet troops. They fired a couple of shots haphazardly and then ran away without any hesitation!

The enemy's dense barrage of arrows had already left a shadow on their minds; even after destroying two wooden tubes, they had no will to fight anymore! Who knew if the enemy had any more wooden tubes? Those things weren't worth much anyway!

Little did they know that if their willpower had been stronger, and they had charged forward in one go, the outcome might have been completely different! The men on the stone wall were clearly not skilled marksmen; upon hearing the gunfire, they instinctively ducked behind the wall, unable even to fire back. If it weren't for the machine guns and the swarm of men, they might have abandoned the stone wall and tried another way!

The Japanese soldiers and their collaborators turned and fled. Although they were much faster than when they attacked, the narrow, winding path still made them uneasy. They wished they could transform into hunting dogs and run across the sharp rocks.

Hounds! What's that behind us?

Wu Erdan glanced back and his heart raced. He wished he could slap himself twice!

This is like wishing for something to come true!

Yes, those were hunting dogs! A huge pack of hunting dogs came running out from the stone wall, black, yellow, and white, their jaws agape as they chased after them! Their lithe figures swept across the stone peaks, like arrows shooting at them, making it hard to breathe!

The sharp rock figures moved cautiously up the path, but the hunting dogs seemed unaffected, leaping a considerable distance in just a few bounds! Moreover, these dogs were clearly specially trained, their mouths agape without uttering a sound, their eyes fixed on their prey, ready to deliver a fatal blow!

That's right. At this moment, Wu Erdan felt like he was the prey of those hunting dogs, and he couldn't muster any thought of resistance!

"Huh?...That's a hunting dog! Fire!" Yamato felt the pressure behind him, turned around, and quickly gave the order.

"Hounds?...So many! Machine gun fire!" Watanabe Santo heard the sound and quickly turned around. Dozens of hounds were less than a hundred meters away from them. He quickly ordered the machine gunner beside him.

"...Baka!" The machine gunner, who was running around carrying a machine gun, quickly stopped and raised his gun to fire.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

Gunfire erupted again quickly. The Japanese soldiers and their collaborators, who were fleeing with their heads down, thought it was the lowly civilians chasing after them and hurriedly turned around to prepare for battle. Inside the stone wall, they had powerful weapons like the rocket launcher to deter them. There were only a dozen or so of them; why should they be afraid of him when they came out? Couldn't they easily defeat one against two?

But they were stunned when they turned around! They were indeed being chased, but not by people, but by hunting dogs! A whole pack of hunting dogs!

Most importantly, their machine gunners were inexplicably unresponsive; the bullets they fired only produced sparks and didn't even manage to injure a single enemy!

"Da da……"

The machine gun fire stopped abruptly after only a few breaths. Turning around, the machine gunner was being held by the back of the neck by a dog and struggling desperately. The machine gun had long been thrown aside and was no different from a fire poker!

"Baka! Fix bayonets and kill the dogs!" Yamato was furious. He'd seen nothing like this in all his battles! Humans and dogs fighting hand-to-hand—how could the mighty Imperial Japanese Army be intimidated by these beasts? So what if it's hand-to-hand combat? Just kill them!

"Kill!" The Japanese soldiers and their collaborators instantly became alert. If they couldn't beat the men, they could at least beat the dogs! It would be too humiliating to be bitten to death by the dogs!

The scene that followed was extremely gruesome: two or three hunting dogs surrounded a man and began to bite him viciously! One attacked from behind, another from the front, leaving the Japanese soldier and his collaborators caught off guard, their bayonets caught in the bites before they could even swing. Instinctively, they tried to turn around and change direction, but were attacked again from the other side, throwing them into complete disarray.

That's still good. Once you're bitten and dragged to the ground by a hunting dog, you basically have no chance to turn the tide. If your neck or the area between your legs gets bitten, you're completely done for, and you're not far from meeting Amaterasu!

This was a one-sided ravage, and the victims were, of course, the Japanese devils and their puppet troops!

Unlike the previous manpower battle, without the protection of trucks, these hunting dogs were like chickens entering a flock, biting left and right, and soon the Japanese soldiers and traitors were thrown into chaos and suffering a terrible sight!

The people inside the stone wall couldn't possibly miss such an opportunity. They had been practicing their marksmanship on wild rabbits and pheasants for the past few days, but their weaknesses were immediately exposed on the battlefield. Their firing speed was too slow and their aiming time was too long. These weaknesses weren't apparent when hunting, since the prey wouldn't fire back; at most, one prey would escape.

Fighting the Japanese and their puppet troops is a different story; these guys have guns! Before you can even aim, their bullets are already flying at you. How can you fight like that? From the start of the fighting until now, we've been pinned down by the Japanese under the stone wall, afraid to even show our faces!

But things are different now. The hounds have entangled the enemy, giving them ample time to aim. How could they miss such a good target?

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out, and the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops who were being held back by the hunting dogs had no time to dodge. They were all shot and their eyes rolled back.

The battle had reached a point where there was no suspense left. Under the powerful offensive of the Hound Squadron, not a single Japanese soldier or puppet soldier escaped. Apart from a dozen or so puppet soldiers who were seriously wounded and unable to fight, all the others perished. Not a single Japanese soldier was spared either!

"Hahaha, it really is you, you old devil Yamafuji! You have a road to heaven but you choose to walk into the gates of hell! I'll cut off your head to pay tribute to my deceased wife!" While cleaning up the battlefield, Hu Zi ran in front, came up to a Japanese officer, and swung his knife! A huge head rolled a long way, blood splattering all over the ground!

"Fangxia! Our revenge has been achieved... You can rest in peace now..." With that, Hu Zi knelt heavily on the stone slab, burying his face in his hands and weeping bitterly, his voice so heart-wrenching...

The crowd watched from afar without offering any advice. Tiger had been on edge all this time, and now that he had avenged his great grudge, letting him have a good cry was a way to release his tension!

Cleaning up the battlefield, treating wounded dogs, and burying the bodies, everyone busied themselves with their tasks. This was their first encounter battle, and despite many setbacks, the results were considerable. Fifteen Japanese soldiers and thirty-seven puppet troops and traitors were killed, and eleven puppet troops were captured. Such a result was by no means bad!