The Japanese vanguard troops were approaching, and Tong Jianing only held them back for less than ten minutes, which was the ten minutes, which won precious time for the bandits. Ma Ya had all been arranged, and all the subordinates hid in the strange boulders under the basin, as long as the Japanese dared to walk out of the black forest exit, they would definitely be back.

It's time for them to come on this time. Tong Sixi and Nalan Hong have already paid off all their money and lost all their possessions. The Dong family has now bet on everything. Wushuang believes in Ma Ya's decision, and the brothers also believe in this little girl.

"Brothers, are you all ready? Keep your eyes open! You can't let a Japanese man enter the hinterland of Xing'anling alive!" Yun Qiang stood at a high place, carrying a hunting rifle and shouted like a mighty general.

The war was imminent, and the wind in the black forest became even more violent. Everyone was ambushing the gravel and poking out the gun, waiting for the large Japanese troops that were about to walk out of the entrance of the black forest valley.

The wind and sand are slapped, the forest is slapped, and countless figures of Hei Linhei are rushing towards the entrance of the valley with torches and flashlights. Whether they are well-trained special forces or Japanese ninjas with weird body skills, this will be their tomb. This is a gourd-shaped valley, with the entrance of the valley very narrow. People have to enter through the black forest. Here, their heavy weapons are useless, and even the Yunqiang Horse Gang's favorite hand-to-hand combat can easily solve the battle.

For horse bandits and ringing horsemen, hunting rifles are not their best weapons. They all grew up on horseback, and the whip and sabre never leave their bodies. Even if there is no war horse under their crotch, the sharp full moon sabre is also the most terrifying weapon.

The Japanese vanguard had already entered the valley entrance. They were carrying heavy weapons on their bodies, with war knives on their waists, with submachine guns in their hands, with grenades hanging on their chests, and a row of brand new magazines inserted on their belts. They were sweating profusely, not tired from walking on the mountain road, but hot. They were wearing camouflage uniforms outside, and they were full of bulletproof vests inside.

A dragon roar sounded. As the leader of the Dongmeng Horse Gang, the most trusted right-hand man around the young master, and the youngest branch manager of the third generation of the thief, Yun Qiang must stand up and give everyone a sample at this time.

His tiger eyes were glaring, his half-red upper body was hung with a robe, revealing strong muscles, his eyes full of killing aura. He held up his shining sabre and shouted: "Kill!!!!"

With a command, gunfire filled the valley with smoke and fire, and all the light and heavy weapons were all parried up. Even though the leading Japanese special forces soldiers were wearing bulletproof vests, they were actually shot into blood sieve by random guns. The entrance to the valley was too small. Although they were crowded, they could only come in. The unparalleled horse gang had already put it into a fan with leisure, waiting to devour prey like a giant mouth of a demon.

Yun Qiang took the lead and fired a few shots and thought that his shotgun was too slow to replace the bullets, so he threw it away, rushed up with a sabre, fighting with these Japanese warriors who were good at close combat.

If you want to say that this grassland falcon is really worthy of its reputation, although it does not have the deep internal strength of Ma Fuxiang, and does not have the strange body skills of Blue Color Butterfly, this move is fought by the grassland people since childhood. The half-arc saber is not long, but it is extremely fierce. When the sword sees blood, it chops the Japanese neck. In addition, Yun Qiang has a strong body and is extremely strong, just like a tiger down the mountain. The team of Japanese soldiers killed with his horse gang brothers is in chaos.

Yun Qiang was gasping heavily, covered in blood, and could no longer tell whether it was the enemy's blood or his own blood. He had already killed his eyes red, and his sabers were not bloodless. He slashed one by one, and the boiling blood splashed out from the enemy's body and splashed on his face, and even the only layer of blood red left in his eyes was left.

I remember that the fascist Hitler once said, saying that in addition to us Germans and Mongolians, the most vicious nation in the world should never be the opponents of the Mongols. They are terrible jackals, who seem to be as docile as dogs, but when they fight, they have a desire to be desperate. If a person fights, he will be invincible.

In this bloody battle, Ma Fuxiang, Ma Erye and others have been sitting firmly in the central army camp and observing. What are they observing? The two old men are over 70 years old, and can they stay with Wushuang for a few years? Who will take over after they leave? Who will serve the young master? They are from the martial arts world, and they fight with a ruthless spirit. This time, the Dongmeng Horse Gang and Yingchengzi Xiangma gathered here, but now it seems that no wonder the young master has always trusted Yun Qiang. The fighting power of the Dongmeng Horse Gang is extremely strong. Although Yingchengzi Xiangma dares to fight, the combat power is obviously not comparable to that of Yun Qiang. Seeing a charge, Yingchengzi Xiangma has been killed and injured.

"Second Master, let them take it down. Without a horse, how can the horse be used to talk about combat effectiveness?" Ma Ya saw the clue.

"But look, Qiangzi's people don't have any horses. Look at whether there is any of them who admit defeat. The murderous ghosts don't even want their lives. Seeing them reminds me of sixty years ago! In the ridge, the seventh girl led our dozens of brothers to fight with the Japanese army. Alas! Time is not forgiving people, haha... I won't say it anymore. It seems that the battle is about to end." Mr. Ma sighed.

"Tiantian, look, although there are many Japanese people in this team, I have never seen the shadow of Keiyu Kawashima? As the saying goes, capture the king first, is it wrong for this guy not to show up?" Lan Caidie said.

"Well, I found out that Keiyu Kawashima is not here, so he probably divided his troops. This group is just the vanguard! But they are indeed very combat-capable. Look at that person, from the Zhang on his shoulder, it should be a major, and he has killed four brothers from the Qiangzi Horse Gang in a row."

Everyone looked at the front of the Japanese team and saw that there was indeed a warrior in military uniform. Like Yun Qiang, the guy abandoned the submachine gun and stood with the Mongolian blood with the Oriental sword. This guy had a good knife skills, but he was unable to support his one arm. Now he was surrounded by the horse gang people.

"Chinese, stop!" the master raised his sword and shouted. He had a high prestige among the samurai team. When the Japanese heard his voice, everyone put down their weapons.
Chapter completed!