After an hour or two of indiscriminate bombing, the Japanese fighters finally dropped the last bomb and the last bullet in the machine gun, and the fuel tank was only enough for the return trip.

"Kill ......"

At the moment when the Japanese army circled and left, Lu Yuan jumped out of the trench, and the bloody short knife pointed angrily at the city, roaring fiercely!

"Kill, ......"

The king of the cow pimple, the big dog of the hemp pole, the big bear, the big dog, Mao Ying and the others also roared out of the trenches, roaring with hideous faces!

"Brothers, follow Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Zizhong Shang Zhen Xiao Shanling also jumped out and roared, even Pang Bingxun came to the middle of the battlefield with a limp, his arms waved like a windmill, and there was a rare excitement and blood on his old face, and he no longer lived up to his usual scheming appearance.

"Rush, kill them!"

Countless soldiers in the two trenches in front jumped out of the trenches, and in the rain of bullets flying wildly, they swooped towards the Japanese troops under the city like tigers descending from the mountains!

"Baga, did these pigs take the wrong medicine? rush again, not tired! ”

The Japanese army's eyes were about to burst, but they had to raise their heavy arms and legs again to shoot, facing the battle, their whole body was fluttering, they were hungry, they had diarrhea last night, they felt that if they died in Zhongmu, they would definitely not be killed by the Chinese army, they must be exhausted to death!

"Resist, resist!"

The Japanese generals of the various units were also howling wildly, feeling powerless for a while at the almost crazy attack of these Chinese armies, and they felt that these Chinese troops really wanted to drag them down and exhaust them to death, but there was no way to deal with them at all.

Kenji Dohihara looked at the picture of the tsunami-like charge of the mountains with a gloomy face, and saw those Zhina troops dying in the rain of bullets, and more people rushed into the trenches, stabbing blood and splattering five steps with knives and guns, and felt a burst of powerlessness, he was sure that even if he turned the entire Zhongmu into a battlefield, he would definitely not be able to last three days!

The only thing he could do now was to pray, praying that the 16th Division would come over as soon as possible to help him share the pressure, and at the same time hope that the reinforcements of His Excellency the General would really come down from heaven.

However, he felt that Lu Yuan would not let these plans come true so easily.

Everything can only be done by providence!

"Kill!"

"Kill, ......"

The fighting in the city has also reached an extremely tragic level, the people led by Yang Zongman are almost dead, and there are twenty or thirty people covered in blood in the dense group of devils to rush forward, and more than ten meters ahead, is the artillery of the Japanese army, they can see those Japanese soldiers are loading ammunition, firing in pieces!

"We can't rush it, we can't rush it......"

There are soldiers and refugees wailing in despair, they have used all their strength to rush here, and now they finally can't rush, everyone, to the point of running out of oil and lamps!

"Yaga ......"

"These guys, aren't they human......"

The dense Japanese army surrounded dozens of people, and there was no contempt in their eyes, but full of deep admiration and fear!

Two or three streets, hundreds of these guys killed them, and a few corpses were left behind at almost every step, but the casualties of the Japanese army themselves were not small, at least to the extent of one to one!

These Japanese soldiers never imagined that there would be such a huge proportion of casualties in the battle with the Chinese people!

They saw in these Shina people unparalleled determination, courage, and fearlessness!

Every Japanese soldier who participated in the siege couldn't help but be shocked and afraid, and they asked themselves for the first time, can the Empire really win this war?

It's not that they don't want to shoot, but Yang Zongman and the others won't give them this opportunity at all, and they are always desperate to drill into the group of devils, entangled, and avoid the fate of being strafed and shot at the cost of flesh and blood, and at the same time move towards the artillery array!

"Kill!"

A soldier rushed on it again, and then four or five bayonets stabbed into the soldier's body, and the soldier's bayonet also stabbed into the body of a Japanese soldier, and both sides let out a terrible howl, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

More soldiers pounced, were stabbed, and several Japanese soldiers were also stabbed, and again advanced several meters in the direction of the artillery array!

Yang Zongman retreated, the bayonet fiercely withdrew from the chest of a Japanese soldier, and there were several deep knife cuts on his body, and the whole person was like a cracked kettle.

He felt that his arms were almost unable to lift up, the rapid loss of blood was not only taking away his life, but also taking away his strength, the bayonet was already full of cracks, and the blade had been curled, he didn't know how many Japanese soldiers he had killed, he only knew that he should be enough!

From Shanghai to Nanjing to Trojan Horse County, he once thought that he would never be able to take revenge, but now, he really felt that he had killed enough, and avenged his dead son, for Hu Lianchang, for Heizi, for monkey spirits, and many, many people.

But he was still unwilling, they were already rushing to the artillery position, and they were almost so breathless......

Ahh......hhh

Screams sounded one after another, and the remaining four or five soldiers were pierced by countless bayonets, swaying and struggling on the bayonets like tattered rag dolls, and several people looked back at Yang Zongman and laughed miserably: "Old goat, look at your ......"

There are still dense Japanese troops ahead, and they can't rush through!

However, Yang Zongman didn't want to disappoint them before he died, and grinned with yellow teeth and laughed: "Okay, look at Lao Tzu!" ”

The Japanese army's bayonets were pulled out fiercely, and several soldiers collapsed on the ground like mud and died, with a satisfied smile on their faces, they were worthy of their deaths, and they felt that Yang Zongman would never lie to them, he said that if he could rush over, he would definitely be able to rush over!

Ahh

Yang Zongman roared like a beast, his eyes widened, he exerted the strength of his whole body and shook the bayonet fiercely, and looked firmly in the direction of the artillery array!

"Old fellow, give up, we can let you live!"

"Old thing, you don't have a chance, you'll die if you come here......"

Many Japanese soldiers screamed, they found that they couldn't have the slightest hatred for the old guy in front of them who had killed many of them, they felt that as long as this old guy was willing to put down his gun, he was really willing to let the other party live!

It's a pity that Yang Zongman can't understand what they're saying at all, and even if he does, he won't care!

"Brothers, rush with Lao Tzu, kill the artillery of the little devils, and support the brothers in attacking the city!"

Yang Zongman roared violently, charging forward like an old car, his momentum was extremely powerful and majestic, but unfortunately he had run out of oil, and he was as slow as a turtle crawling, he rushed to the direction of the artillery array, and stabbed out the bayonet at the devil who was blocking the way!

Blood flowed downward, mixing with the mud and the blood of the soldiers on the ground behind him.