Driven and encouraged by him, the surrounding soldiers also boosted their morale one after another. Taking advantage of the large number of people, the blood of the killed little devils flowed into rivers, and corpses littered the field!

Although Fan Tietou, commander of the 2nd Battalion, didn't meet any Japanese officers, he was not slow in killing ordinary devils. In the blink of an eye, he had already killed at least 10 Japanese infantrymen.

However, as the devils from the 34th Regiment of the Japanese Infantry entered the battle circle, he was surrounded by more than a dozen little devils.

One of them was none other than Kazuo Chiba, the commander of the 34th Japanese Infantry Regiment.

The old devil saw that the imperial army of the 18th Infantry Regiment had been killed by the people in front of him like chopping melons and chopping vegetables, and killed several people in a row, so he directly led his troops to surround them.

Seeing that their battalion commander was in danger, the other soldiers of the 2nd Battalion around wanted to come over to help, but they were entangled by other devil soldiers who rushed up.

I can't get away at all for a while!

Just when the situation was extremely critical, there was a sudden scream of killing from behind.

Fan Tietou looked back subconsciously, and saw figures coming out of the dense fog tens of meters behind him, flying towards him.

"Group seat!"

After Fan Tietou saw the face of the person leading the team, his heart immediately relaxed.

"Brothers of the 2nd battalion, don't panic, I'm here!"

"Brothers, go for me! Get rid of these bastards, kill them!!!"

Soldiers from the special warfare brigade and the guard company rushed forward, firing the submachine guns in their hands.

"Da da da!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

The marksmanship of the guard company, especially the members of the Special Operations Brigade, was very precise, and various short bursts were fired one after another.

The devils who rushed head-on and were fighting with the soldiers of the 2nd Battalion were killed and wounded in large numbers.

More than 300 elite tiger regiments crossed the trench all the way, rushing and fighting, in order to prevent injury to friendly troops.

After they dealt with the nearby devil infantry, they turned their guns and aimed at the front of the front line of trenches.

There, there are countless devil infantry rushing towards them.

Under close attack, the 100-ring Thomson submachine gun is not inferior to the MG42 general-purpose machine gun.

There is even a maneuverability that the MG42 general-purpose machine gun does not have!

"Guard company, continue to suppress firepower for me, and help support the brothers of the other 2nd Battalion!"

"Dragon Soul Special Warfare Brigade, continue to charge with me! Just take this battle to test your hand-to-hand tactics!"

Ma Tong, Niu Dazhuang, Bai Laosan, Shi Yibiao and other officers and soldiers of the guard company heard what they wanted, and when they rushed to the front, they stopped and kept a little distance from the devils to ensure their own safety.

The members of the Dragon Soul Special Battle Brigade put their Thompson submachine guns behind them one after another, then drew out their swords behind them, followed closely behind the group leader Yang Jing, and continued to charge forward across the trench with roars. .

"Damn it! Baga! Road!"

Chiba Kazuo saw that many of the subordinates beside him were killed and injured in a short time under the fire of the tiger group, and he couldn't help being furious.

After he roared angrily, he pulled out the bastard box at his waist and pulled the trigger repeatedly at Yang Jing.

"Oh!"

"Bang bang!"

Several bullets flew one after another with the whistling sound of the wind, one bullet grazed Yang Jing's left arm, and another bullet even hit his abdomen.

Fortunately, Yang Jing was wearing a bulletproof tactical vest. The bullet did not penetrate his body, but hit the bulletproof plate on his chest.

"Ge Laozi drops!"

Yang Jing cursed angrily, shook his burning arm, swung his knife and continued to charge forward.

"Brothers, rush up and chop off these bastard Japanese devils for me!"

With a roar, Yang Jing took the lead and went straight to Chiba Kazuo.

"Hu Bentuan, charge! Kill!"

The arrival of Yang Jing is tantamount to a shot in the arm for the soldiers of the surrounding 2nd Battalion.

They all seemed to have been slapped with chicken blood, and the killing sound shook the sky for a while, and their momentum was like a pack of wolves!

In the hand-to-hand stabbing with the little devil, he gradually regained his confidence and gradually gained the upper hand.

Of course, the reason why they gained the upper hand was that apart from boosting their morale, it was more because of the guards who kept shooting cold shots in the back and escorting the group of guys who gave birth to children without prying eyes.

Not to mention killing many devil soldiers, it made the other little devils become a little timid for a while.

"Warriors of the Empire, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor and make contributions to the Great Japanese Empire. Show your strength and defeat this group of damned Chinese troops!"

Chiba Kazuo, the captain of the Japanese infantry regiment, snarled, and after inserting the empty bullet box back into his waist, he ignored Fan Tietou and went straight to Yang Jing with his saber straightened out.

The rest of the devil infantry around them also fought with the soldiers of the 2nd Battalion of the Huben Regiment again.

Soon, the soldiers on both sides of the enemy and us fought together and launched a tragic hand-to-hand battle.

All kinds of metal cold weapons collided together, making a "clang clang clang" sound.

"kill!"

"Ugh!"

"Ugh, ugh!"

All kinds of shouts and screams continued one after another.

Yang Jing was holding a major general's saber, and his body was full of murderous aura, like a tiger out of its cage.

While rushing left and right all the way, more than 10 devil infantrymen have been killed one after another, including a second lieutenant of devils.

Almost no one is his single enemy!

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy soldier, explode 1 box of melon grenade; merit value 2, experience value 2."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy soldier, explode 7.92 boxes of 3mm caliber bullets; meritorious value 6, experience value 6."

This is a first class soldier.

""

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, killing a second lieutenant officer of the enemy army will reveal that Beichen is proficient in 1 knife skill; the merit value is 200, and the experience value is 200."

"Beichen is proficient in one-sword swordsmanship?"

Yang Jing didn't even think about it, so he directly chose to click and use.

Afterwards, he felt that his understanding of knife skills had been raised to another level.

This is a completely different concept from fighting mastery!

On the other side, Kazuo Chiba held a Zuoguan knife and easily killed several soldiers of the 2nd Battalion who tried to block his way along the way, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Hahaha! You Chinese soldiers are really vulnerable!"

Chiba Kazuo looked at the corpses of the soldiers of the Huben Regiment on the ground, and laughed arrogantly.

He has the capital of arrogance, because he is the eldest son of the current patriarch of the Chiba family in Japan, and he is also the first heir of the Chiba family.

He has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child, and he has practiced Beichen Yidao-style swordsmanship. Now he is a master of the ninth-dan swordsmanship, and is second to none in the whole of Japan.

Beichen Yidao Style is a superb sword technique highly respected by ghost warriors. The founder is Chiba Kazuo's ancestor, Chiba Shusaku.

This school of swordsmanship usually uses bamboo knives in practice, and the main point of attack is to "cut off". If you use a real knife, the practitioner can easily split people's heads.

Yang Jing saw Kazuo Chiba blasphemy there, couldn't bear to interrupt him, so holding the officer's knife in both hands, he rushed forward without saying a word, and used the move he had just learned, "Slash with one knife".

With a flash of the knife, the sharp blade chopped off Chiba Kazuo's head.

Chiba Kazuo is indeed a master of martial arts assassination, his reaction is very quick, and he easily blocked Yang Jing's straight knife with his sword.

"Clang!"

After a sound of metal and iron clashing and colliding, the two separated.

Yang Jing looked at Kazuo Chiba in front of him, and couldn't help being a little shocked, because only he knew best how fast and how powerful he was with the knife.

The old devil in front of him is definitely the strongest opponent he has ever encountered in his life!

Chiba Kazuo was even more shocked than Yang Jing. He glared at Yang Jing in disbelief, gritted his teeth and said, "Baga! Who are you? How can I know my Beichen's sword skills?"

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"Beichen's swordsmanship?" Yang Jing sneered, "What a shameless thing! This is clearly our Huaxia's dog-killing swordsmanship!"

"Look at the knife!"

As he said that, Yang Jing stabbed out again with lightning speed.

Chiba Kazuo swung his knife again to block, and he was at a disadvantage all of a sudden, after a few moves, he was already defeated.

But the old devil couldn't help but yelled again: "Baga! Damn it, who are you? Why are you so proficient in my Beichen's Yidao style?"

If it is said that Yang Jing's first attempt only made Chiba Kazuo doubtful, but after he used the second and third moves one after another, Chiba Kazuo was almost completely sure that Yang Jing used The most important thing is the Beichen Yidao style saber technique created by his Chiba family.

Moreover, Yang Jing's swordsmanship is even more proficient than that of the direct descendant of the Chiba family!

I'm afraid that his saber skills are already beyond the ninth rank!

Yang Jing smiled disdainfully and said, "Your Beichen Yidao Style's saber technique is only a few years old, just over 100 years old.

And my dog-killing sword technique was created by a sword master in the Tang Dynasty of China, and it has a history of more than 1000 years! "

After saying this, Yang Jing changed his tone and continued: "However, you Japanese Japanese have always been shameless!

For example, the Japanese sword in your hand is copied from my Huaxia Tang Hengdao!

Also, during my Tang Dynasty, because of your short stature and inferior genes, you Japanese sent a large number of women to China to borrow seeds in order to improve your inferior genes!

There are countless such shameless examples in the long river of history. Even if you deny it, these facts will not be changed! "

Kazuo Chiba's expression turned extremely ugly. As a person familiar with Japanese history, he knew very well that everything the person in front of him said was true.

In particular, the matter of sending women from the Yamato ethnic group to the Tang Dynasty to borrow crops was the most humiliating event that the Dahe ethnic group was unwilling to mention.

Therefore, he now has some doubts whether the Beicheng Yidao Liu Daoshu created by his ancestor Chiba Zhou Zuozheng is really copied from China as Yang Jing said.

Suddenly, a bold idea sprouted from his mind. History has always been written by the victors. As long as the person in front of him is killed, then even if the Chiba family's swordsmanship in Beicheng was not created by him, in the end It will also become the one created by his Chiba family!

However, Yang Jing has long seen Chiba Kazuo's thoughts, and at the same time, he also saw that he should be the heir of the Japanese Beichen Yidao style, and his sword skills have reached a very high level.

I said so much just now, not just to disgust him, but to disturb his mind, so as to seize the opportunity and kill him with one blow.

In line with the principle of one step ahead and the enemy facing the sky, Yang Jing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he sneered again: "Little devil, you three-legged cat's sword skills dare to use an ax in front of grandpa. If you want to talk about sword skills, China is your little devil." Your grandfather. I will teach you how to play a knife today!"

After the words fell, Yang Jing took the initiative to charge up with a knife.

"ah!"

Chiba Kazuo showed no signs of timidity, he fought with Yang Jing with his command saber in both hands.

"Ding ding ding!"

Yang Jing used the exquisite Beicheng Yidao style sword technique, coupled with the assistance of his mastery in fighting, the sword was clean and sharp, fast and ruthless, without any useless tricks.

Chiba Kazuo also used Kitajo Ichidou-ryu's swordsmanship to block and counterattack, but even though both of them are masters of [-]-dan swordsmanship.

But there is also a gap between the nine dans. Yang Jing is at the peak of the nine dans, while Chiba Kazuo can only be regarded as the middle of the nine dans at best.

In addition to his comprehensive physical qualities such as strength, speed, and agility, he is much worse than Yang Jing.

Therefore, Kazuo Chiba couldn't resist Yang Jing's extremely fierce sword attack at all, he struggled to resist, and was forced to retreat steadily.

"Click"

A cold knife light fell, and Chiba Kazuo's right arm, together with the Zuoguan knife in his hand, was chopped off by Yang Jing.

"Ugh!"

Chiba Kazuo's broken arm was bleeding violently, gritting his teeth in pain, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Before he could stand still, Yang Jing had already stalked him, and then, another shadow of a knife flashed towards his neck.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Chiba Kazuo's eyes popped out, his face was ferocious and frightening, and there was a bright red knife mark on his neck.

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