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Chapter 1959 The Japanese soldiers are so bad

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    The soldiers chased after them with strange screams, waving their spears, thinking they were wearing armor. To deal with these unarmed ordinary fishermen was like killing an ant.

    So, the soldiers gave chase wholeheartedly.

    However, what they soon faced were the traps that the villagers had already arranged.

    Some hid in the firewood pile, and when someone came close, a bamboo thorn would penetrate their bodies.

    Some were hiding in corners. When they got closer, the two of them cooperated with each other, swung stone hammers, and before the soldiers could react, they smashed at each other's front door fiercely!

    Others travel in groups, thinking that in large numbers they will be relatively safe.

    But just after passing the house, an old fisherman dropped a strong fishing net on the roof.

    Then facing them, there were still bamboos everywhere.

    For a moment, the screams continued!

    The number of people that can be mobilized in this village is only a few dozen at most.

    Wu Zhi has always been good at attacking more with less, so he was fully prepared from the beginning.

    However, they did not expect that these Japanese soldiers were so good!  ?

    Although this group of soldiers wears armor and holds weapons, they have received very little training.

    On weekdays, he just bullies some poor people. To put it bluntly, he is not much different from those ruffians.

    In addition, seriously underestimating the enemy will lead to the current result.

    Under Wu Zhi¡¯s arrangement, only a few dozen of the more than 300 people were killed in the end.

    At this time, they were already frightened out of their wits.

    Although they were still holding weapons in their hands, they were crowded with each other in a corner of the village, their legs were weak and their bodies were shaking like frightened birds.

    They stared at the approaching villagers around them with trembling hearts. These villagers were all skinny, which was in sharp contrast to the usually fat and meaty soldiers.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Xiangtaro is lying on the horseback in the distance, his face shows panic, confusion and disbelief!

    Is this still a fishing village where others can bully you?

    This place is simply a Shura field, and these villagers are man-eating ghosts!

    Then, a whistle came from somewhere.

    The villagers suddenly raised the bamboo poles in their hands, then rushed forward a few steps, throwing the bamboo poles one by one towards the soldiers surrounded in the corner.

    "Whoosh!"

    "Whoosh!"

    "Whoosh!"

    The fishermen have practiced their fish-sticking skills for decades, and they vividly displayed them at this moment.

    Each bamboo pole is specifically aimed at the weak points of the soldiers!

    Scream!

    Howling!

    Where there is oppression, there is resistance!

    The appearance of Wu Zhi brought the resistance of these villagers to the peak.

    They released all the anger and hatred from the past.

    Except for the 30 soldiers lying beside Xiangtaro, all the rest were slaughtered!

    Then, these villagers holding bloody bamboo poles slowly turned their heads and looked at Wugang Xiangtaro.

    Wugang Xiangtaro immediately shouted: "Oh my God!"

    Turn the horse¡¯s head around and gallop!

    "Cousin-in-law Du San, who was lying next to Tailang, shouted quickly.

    "Cousin, don't leave me!"

    Wugang Xiangtaro didn't care about anything else at this moment, he just rode his horse and ran away.

    The remaining Du San and 30 soldiers were surrounded by villagers.

    Du San still had some brains, and quickly shouted to the soldiers next to him: "Hurry up, put down your weapons, quickly!"

    After these people threw their weapons to the ground, Du San muttered a few words in bird language with a certain accent.

    The expressions of the villagers at this moment were also very rich. Some shed tears because of revenge, some were filled with indignation, and some were scared, but they still held on to the bamboo poles in their hands tightly.

    Until the back of the crowd, a local accent suddenly came out that surprised Du San and that he had not seen for a long time.

    ¡°Hey, I¡¯m talking about the guy with the mustache, are you from Song Dynasty?¡±

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