Super dictator.

Wei Jichen led the rear army to fight and retreat, and soon passed the place where Monk Xiao died. Some soldiers found his body and immediately reported it to Wei Jichen.

Here, corpses are strewn across the fields, blood flows like rivers, and the corpses of both China and Japan are intertwined.

The battlefield was blood-red and muddy. The mud was mixed with blood in the earth and rocks. The corpse was blown up by a grenade. The entire battlefield was covered with mud, blood, and minced meat.

It can be seen that the fighting was fierce at that time.

Wei Jichen looked at Monk Xiao, who had countless knives in his body, whose body was already in disrepair, but still tightly hugging the corpse of a Japanese soldier, feeling gloomy and heavy.

He ordered the sergeant to separate the two, but they couldn't.

Helpless, he had no choice but to cut off part of the identity of the Japanese in his arms, which separated the two.

Monk Xiao died with a smile on his face. From the corners of his mouth slightly raised, it can be seen that he was very proud of his achievements.

Wei Jichen's throat stiffened for some reason, and after swallowing a few times, Wei Jichen managed not to let the tears fall.

Cheng Bushi turned his face away and secretly wiped his tears, some soldiers saw this and sobbed softly.

"My lord!" Wang Huaiqing stepped forward, softly reminding Wei Jichen that he and others are still surrounded by the enemy.

"Taizhong is a good brother of our Wei Zijun." Wei Jichen's voice choked up, "Bury him."

Several personal soldiers stepped forward, carefully placed Monk Xiao's body into a bomb crater, and then covered it with the soil next to it, and it became a simple, nameless tomb.

"Today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow!" Wei Jichen squeezed out these cold words from between his teeth.

bang bang bang,

The pursuing Japanese army fought with the soldiers of the rear battalion again.

This little Japan is really lingering, like a maggot attached to a bone, a sick dog, gnawing on it tightly, not giving Wei Jichen and others the slightest time to breathe.

If this continues, they will definitely chase up, and then slowly encircle and wipe out most of Wei Zijun's army, and it will become a joke after the break.

Therefore, it is necessary to suppress the arrogant pursuit of the Japanese, so that they dare not pursue lightly.

"I fuck your mother, you have to chase and bite, you have to be arrogant, you have to be arrogant." Wei Jichen looked at the Japanese who were chasing him, holding a gun in each hand, and shouted: "Brothers, follow me!" Come on, overthrow the Japanese, fuck the dead dog like a son of a bitch."

Wei Jichen didn't retreat anymore, he decided to charge back.

The sergeants in the rear army were all refreshed when they heard Wei Jichen's loud shouts. No one showed any expression of fear, but followed suit and shouted: "Fuck you, you son of a bitch."

After being chased and beaten by the Japanese for a long time, the sergeant of Wei Zijun had already held his breath, and they all responded with clenched fists, and the bloodshot eyes burst out with the light of death.

Wei Jichen stood tall and still, quietly waiting for the Japanese to arrive.

Cheng Bushi next to him drew out his big knife, and gently wiped it with his sleeve.

Some sergeants picked up the small Japanese rifles on the ground and loaded them with bayonets because the blades had been blunted and curled long ago.

"My lord, you are well-informed, do you think this person is really reincarnated?" Cheng Bushi casually asked Wei Jichen while touching the edge of the sword.

Wang Huaiqing was sorting out his grenades, when he heard Cheng Bushi's question, he fixed his eyes on the Japanese soldiers who were approaching, and interjected with a smile: "I don't know if there will be reincarnation, but I know we are going to send the Japanese soldiers now." Slaves go to hell."

Wei Jichen said indifferently: "There is a saying in Buddhism, suffering in this life is to accumulate blessings in the next life. Old Cheng, in the next life you will definitely be born into a wealthy family with a house full of children and grandchildren."

"The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I, Wei Jichen, want to say that killing a Japanese is better than saving a life. Tonight, our brothers have killed countless Japanese and built an unknown number of pagodas. Even if the King of Hades doesn't want to It won't work if we cast a good tire."

"My lord's words are reasonable!" Mengzi said happily: "I will marry three wives and four concubines in my next life, and enjoy the life of those landlords and riches. One will squeeze my back, one will wash my feet, and the other I warm the bed."

"Ha ha…"

All the soldiers burst into laughter when they heard what Mengzi said.

No one dreaded imminent death, no one flinched.

"Here we come!" Wei Jichen raised the rifle in his hand and said calmly in his voice.

All the sergeants, who were still laughing happily just now, restrained their smiles and looked forward with stern faces.

The Japanese were getting closer and closer, and slowly enlarged in Wei Jichen's pupils.

"Kill!" Wei Jichen took the lead and rushed towards the Japanese with a loud cry.

He didn't need to say much, just a single word made people feel the deep killing intent in his heart.

"Kill!" The roar merged into a rushing river, rushing towards the Japanese chasing troops, and everything that dared to block in front would be smashed to pieces.

Dabao Shangmin stood on a small hillside, surrounded by staff officers of the 5th Brigade, and in front of them were advancing Japanese. When he saw the actions of Wei Jichen and others, he couldn't help but sneered and said to the staff officers: "They are crazy, they To attack?"

"Yes, Your Excellency." A staff officer leaned back and replied.

Dabao Shangmin turned his head, and yelled to a squadron leader next to him like crazy: "Kill them, all of them, no one left, immediately!"

"Hi Yi!" The squadron leader led a few Japanese guards, pulled the reins, and rushed towards Wei Jichen and others in person.

"Kill!" The soldiers on both sides roared loudly, rushing towards each other with all their might.

The two teams are like two rivers coming from different directions, colliding and about to collide and bleed.

Bang bang bang, Wei Jichen, who ran in the front, was shot several times in the chest, but he ran wildly and shot left and right as if nothing had happened, and the Japanese people he targeted died under his guns.

Wei Jichen shot all the bullets in the sniper rifle in one breath, then threw it into the space, and quickly took out two knives.

Kill, after a burst of gunshots, the two armies finally met each other and fought together.

Ding, ding, ding!

There was the sound of gold and iron intersecting everywhere, and the entire battlefield became a huge slaughterhouse, and all the slaughtered were human lives. Soldiers from the two armies fought together, using the most primitive means to resolve disputes.

"Death, death!" Wei Jichen was like a life-seeking demon king from Jiuyou, warm blood splashed in front of his eyes, countless heads were thrown high in front of his eyes, and then rolled to the ground.

There was a deep fear in the eyes of the Japanese soldiers for a while.

"Death!" Wei Jichen pierced a Japanese man's chest with a knife, and he could feel the last few beats of the other end's heart in the palm of his hand, and could feel the Japanese man's desolation and helplessness before his death...

Wei Jichen's eyes were red with blood, he was biting and slaughtering frantically like a hungry beast rushing into the flock of sheep!The sharp knives in both hands slashed at any enemy who dared to stand in front of him.

People kept screaming and fell down, and headless corpses kept rolling aside. Wherever Wei Jichen passed, there were nothing but corpses. He wanted to forge his reputation with the lives of Japanese people.

"Happy." At some point, Cheng Bushi had already run together with him, looking at the wailing Japanese people all over the place, Cheng Bushi couldn't help spitting thick phlegm on the ground heavily.

Originally, the Japanese thought that they had an advantage in numbers and would not lose to Wei Zijun anyway, but they were wrong, very wrong.

Under the leadership of Wei Jichen, the sergeants of Wei Zijun can no longer be measured by people, they have gone beyond the scope of people.

Even if the sergeant of Wei Zijun fell from the knife, he would crawl and grab the Japanese's legs and feet, bite with his mouth, tear with his teeth, and attack with any part of his body.

It didn't take long before the Japanese finally collapsed under the frenzied scuffle of the Wei Zijun sergeants who were like beasts.

"Run!" I don't know who was the first to yell in fear, and then countless Japanese panicked and fled towards the rear frantically, throwing away their helmets and armor.

Before the squadron leader on horseback reached the battlefield, he was wrapped up by the fleeing Japanese soldiers and couldn't move forward.

"Boom, boom!" Seeing this, Wei Jichen drew his swords and threw grenades flying from the space at the fleeing soldiers.

"Devil!"

"grim Reaper!"

The scene of that night is reproduced.

The Japanese soldiers were terrified and broke into an army, and the squadron leader couldn't stop them, so they had no choice but to be rushed back by the crowd.

Wei Zijun did not stop, but roared and continued to pursue.

Soon after the Japanese defeated, they passed Dazhao Shangmin.

"Baga, bastard!" Dali Shangmin ordered the guards around him to shoot and kill the fleeing soldiers, but unfortunately they still couldn't stop the terrified soldiers.

"Your Excellency, we'd better retreat quickly!" Seeing the ferocious Wei Jichen getting closer, the staff officer couldn't help persuading him urgently.

"Bastard, let's go!" Seeing that he could no longer control the situation, Shang Min had no choice but to pull the reins and gallop his horse back quickly. This scene tonight will become a nightmare that he will never get rid of in his life.

Watching the Japanese soldiers collapse and flee, Wei Jichen fell to his knees as if draining all the strength from his body. He was shot twice in the leg before, bleeding profusely, but he insisted on gritting his teeth and leading the soldiers Continue to attack until the Japanese collapse.

"Old Cheng!" Wei Jichen panted heavily on the ground, seeing Cheng Buzhi beside him suddenly fell to the ground, he was shocked and crawled over with his hands and feet.

"My lord, today... tonight is really fun!" Cheng Bushi kept spitting out blood from his mouth. He was knocked to the ground by Japanese cavalry earlier and suffered serious internal injuries.

After holding on for so long, seeing the Japanese finally retreat, he also died without regret.

"Old Cheng, old Cheng...!" Wei Jichen hugged his head to his chest in panic, the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled, and fell like pearls with a broken thread.

"My lord, in this... present life, my old Cheng can't... I can't follow you anymore. I will follow you in... the next life." After Lao Cheng finished speaking intermittently, his eyes slowly became slack, and finally closed.

"Old Cheng, ah...!" Wei Jichen hugged his head tightly, raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl: "Feng Sheng, Gui Taro, you all have to die."

He hates, hates Fengsheng for not supporting him, hates the Japanese, hates himself, hates the sky, hates the earth!

Monk Xiao, Cheng Bushi, familiar faces flashed in front of his eyes, but in the end they turned into blood-stained faces.

"Go, I'm going to kill them! Kill them!" Wei Jichen randomly picked up a rifle from the ground, screaming and dragging his thighs to rush forward.

At this time, all the surviving soldiers had gathered around, with tears in their eyes.

"My lord, wake up!" Wang Huaiqing yelled loudly while holding down Wei Jichen who was struggling.

"The rest of the brothers are still counting on you." Wang Huaiqing hugged Wei Jichen tightly, preventing him from moving.

Wang Huaiqing's words woke Wei Jichen up, and he looked at the hundred or so surviving soldiers standing in disorder around him.

These sergeants are wounded, and they are all at the end of their strength.

Wei Jichen suppressed the heavy pain in his heart, wiped the tears on his face with the lapel of his shirt, calmed down, and said with a choked voice, "Huaiqing, let's go and catch up with the Chinese army."