mtl008 Chapter 379 Don't Let Them Escape
Chapter 379 Don't Let Them Escape
"No retreat allowed! Commander Yin has issued a death order. We must capture the border camps of Xia Nation today!"
The man who looked like the leader of the Wolie people roared with a ferocious look on his face.
He narrowed his scarlet eyes and scanned the battlefield, suddenly discovering a flaw in the enemy's formation.
"The enemy isn't numerous, and there are even women among them. Those weird weapons will eventually run out!"
"Everyone listen!" He suddenly raised his bloody arm.
"Keep your distance, use the spiritual power of your palm wind to attack these Xia women, and try to avoid the hidden weapons flashing with lightning!"
With his order, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.
Now the female soldiers in the medical team have very little gunpowder left in their thunder-fire guns and have used up all their grenades.
However, the cunning Japanese always stayed outside the range of the electric baton.
The hermits among the Japanese immediately attacked, and fierce palm winds tore through the air and slashed towards the medical team.
The female doctors were caught off guard and were injured one after another by the qi, and their white clothes were covered with glaring bloodstains.
"Protect the medical team."
Following Xie Xiaogang's order, the guards of the transport team immediately moved towards the medical team while fighting.
"Sisters, stand back to back and form a formation!" Wang Xinyao shouted, swirling the Phoenix Sword in her hand. "Protect your vital points. The palm wind is not enough to kill you!"
As she spoke, she quickened her pace and moved through the enemy camp, with the tip of her sword pointing directly at the leader of the Japanese.
Seeing this, the leader hurriedly retreated, but saw a cold light suddenly appear.
The first sword passed by his ear, cutting off a few strands of hair.
Before she could catch her breath, the second sword came like a shadow.
With a "swish", the sword blade cut a foot-long bloody wound on his chest.
"Hateful, you...how can you be so strong..."
The leader of the Wolie people staggered back a few steps, and the scabbard at his waist hit the stone, making a harsh scraping sound.
He looked down and saw a hideous sword wound on his chest, from which blood was gushing out, staining half of his clothes red.
He held the wound tightly, but scarlet blood continued to seep out from between his fingers and drip onto the ground.
The long phoenix sword in Wang Xinyao's hand flashed with a cold light, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and drops of blood slowly slid down the sharp blade.
"Take your life!"
Before she finished speaking, the Wolie leader's face changed drastically and he turned around and fled.
At the same time, he roared angrily, "This woman's swordsmanship is very strange. Quickly, form a formation to surround and kill her!"
In an instant, hundreds of Wolie hermits swarmed in from all directions.
When the long sword was unsheathed, they had already surrounded Wang Xinyao.
The blade cut through the air, the wind whistled, and the fierce murderous aura almost condensed into substance.
However, Wang Xinyao was not afraid at all.
Her swordsmanship was sharp and precise, and each move went straight to the enemy's vital points, forcing the enemy to retreat again and again.
When the Japanese hermit approached, the tip of her sword suddenly emitted a three-inch green light. Wherever the sword light passed, a Japanese would fall down with a scream.
At the same time, Xie Xiaogang and his team were also in a tough battle!
Although the guards of the transport team were brave, the Wolie people were numerous and each of them was fierce and brutal.
Not only do they have to deal with the enemy's fierce offensive, but they also have to distract themselves to protect the medical team members behind them.
Gradually, the guards' formation began to loosen and the defense line was in danger.
"Be careful!" Doctor Xie Yanyan screamed.
Suddenly, a Japanese warrior attacked from the flank, stabbing Xie Xiaogang in the back with his long sword!
Xie Xiaogang was protecting three wounded soldiers and had no time to return to defend.
Seeing the blade about to cut...
"boom!"
A figure passed by like a gust of wind, and kicked the Japanese man hard in the chest, kicking him several feet away!
"Xiaogang, are you okay?" Wang Xinyao put away her sword and stood up, her eyes full of worry.
Xie Xiaogang gritted his teeth and cut open the knife, panting and grinning: "Don't worry, sister, I'm fine, I won't die for the time being!"
The two men stood back to back, their swords and long knives working in perfect harmony, forcing the surrounding Japanese to retreat.
However, the enemy was too numerous, the battle became more intense, and more and more guards began to be injured.
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind..."
The roar of the Wolie leader was heard again, and the Wolie attack suddenly became more crazy, with swords flashing and blood splattering.
Just when Wang Xinyao saw that the situation was not good and was about to break through the encirclement and take the life of the Wolie leader.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of horse hooves in the distance!
Wang Xinyao looked up, and a hint of joy suddenly flashed in her eyes.
"Reinforcements have arrived!" Wang Xinyao suddenly shouted.
On the southeast horizon, a black line was approaching rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, a torrent of cavalry in dark armor could be seen.
Zhou Shen's white horse leaped out of the dust first, and the red tassel on the tip of the spear fluttered like a blood-red flag.
He and his military advisor Zhuge Quan arrived with a group of the prince's personal guards from Taier Mountain.
"Mr. Zhou, military advisor, don't let them escape, kill all these damn Japanese!" Wang Xinyao shouted loudly.
"Yes! Madam!"
Zhou Shen responded in a deep voice, then took the lead and swung his spear.
The cavalry behind him poured out like a torrent, and the earth trembled under the feet of their horses.
The Japanese army's line collapsed instantly.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the Japanese immediately became disorganized, throwing away their armor and weapons and fleeing in all directions.
Medical staff quickly stepped forward to bandage the wounded and stop the bleeding.
Wang Xinyao also put away her sword, walked quickly towards the injured, and treated their wounds personally.
With Zhou Shen in charge, she could finally rest assured.
An hour later, all the injured were treated and recovered.
On Zhou Shen's side, as expected, none of the Japanese escaped.
The setting sun was as red as blood, casting an eerie purple-black hue on the corpses on the ground.
Several vultures circled at low altitude, their shadows passing over the faces of the Wolie people who died with their eyes open.
In addition to the smell of gunpowder, the wind was also mixed with the groans of the wounded.
Zhou Shen began to clean up the battlefield and soon achieved some results.
"Madam, in this battle, we annihilated nearly ten thousand enemies, and we suffered over four thousand wounded, but no one was killed!"
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhou!"
Wang Xinyao felt the remaining blood on the sword with her fingertips, and when she raised her eyes, the murderous look between her brows had not yet disappeared.
She coldly glanced at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers scattered all over the ground, knowing in her heart that although she had won this battle, the threat of the Japanese soldiers had not been completely eliminated, and the real battle might have just begun.