The setting sun was like blood, Luodian Town, with smoke filled the smoke and fires soaring into the sky, and fierce battle continued. From the beginning of the attack by the National Army in the morning until now, tens of thousands of officers and soldiers on both sides fought desperately around Luodian.

Especially the battle in Luodian Town was even more tragic. The entire Luodian Town was full of rubble and there was no complete building. During the fierce battle, the soldiers of the Kuomintang once attacked the Japanese positions in the town, but were then driven out by the Japanese reinforcements.

The strategic goal of Luodian is not only the top priority of the national army, but the Japanese army is determined to win this. Therefore, when the national army launched a counterattack, the Japanese army's resistance was also very determined, and almost nowhere to be given.

In Luodian, there was a street intersection. The Kuomintang army attacked from north to south. The Japanese built fortifications along the street at the south side of the intersection. Japanese soldiers were also stationed behind the ruins on both sides of the street.

The entire crossroads were covered with corpses and blood flowing, with some national troops and some Japanese.

"Kill!" Zhang Xinghan also had a few gaps in his big knife in his hand. He roared loudly and led the suicide squad to charge towards the Japanese positions again.

In the past few hours, the soldiers of the Kuomintang and the Japanese launched fierce hand-to-hand combat at this narrow crossroads. Although the soldiers of the Kuomintang were brave, the Japanese also showed a rare tenacity. The Kuomintang army gave the Japanese a large amount of damage, and their own casualties were not small, so that several attacks failed.

Zhang Xinghan's Zhongrui Camp had just rushed over from the other direction outside the town. After a little rest, Zhang Xinghan led his troops to attack the Japanese positions.

Just at this time, a reinforcement unit of the Japanese arrived. A Japanese master immediately came up with a ferocious face and howled hundreds of Japanese.

The two sides collided head-on like two torrents, and countless blood and screams burst out.

With a "puff", a Japanese officer stabbed him into the abdomen of a National Army soldier in front of him with a knife in his hands, and blood immediately shot out.

The abdomen and corners of the mouth of the Kuomintang soldiers were flowing red blood at the same time, and they howled miserably. The Japanese officer smiled proudly and turned the saber in his hand hard. As the saber turned, he could clearly hear the hissing sound of the intestines of the Kuomintang soldiers being crushed by sharp blades, and the sound was extremely creepy.

The soldier of the National Army suddenly roared violently in pain. The severe pain made his forehead sweat like rain, his face twisted and deformed incredibly terrifying. He roared with an unbearable roar, and his right hand quickly pulled the grenade on his waist.

With a loud "boom", the flames appeared, and the whole body of the Kuomintang soldiers was blown to pieces. The Japanese officer was also blown backwards. More than a dozen shrapnel pieces almost exploded beyond recognition. By the time they landed, they were already dead and could not die any more.

The aftermath of the explosion also affected the soldiers on both sides of the war around him. A Japanese soldier just stabbed the bayonet into his opponent's body when he was hit on the back of the head by a very small shrapnel. He immediately fell back straight and was immediately extinguished.

Zhang Xinghan charged forward with a knife in one hand. Although the knife in his hand had cut a gap, it did not prevent him from killing the enemy. Almost all the Japanese who stood in front of him could not survive three rounds, most of them were killed with one knife.

After a moment, the sword in Zhang Xinghan's hand was stained with blood, and the whole body was bright red, which looked particularly bloody. The strong smell of blood made people feel nauseous. However, at this time, Zhang Xinghan ignored it. He was immune to these things in the continuous bloody battles. Smelling the special smell of blood actually made Zhang Xinghan feel a special pleasure deep in his heart.

Zhang Xinghan's "excellent" performance quickly attracted the attention of a Japanese officer. He deliberately came to Zhang Xinghan's side. Zhang Xinghan also saw him from the corner of his eyes, and immediately kicked a Japanese who was entangled with him, then turned around and waited with a knife.

Turning around Zhang Xinghan, he saw the Japanese officer opposite him about thirty years old. He was not tall, but his arms were thick and strong. Judging from his uniform, he was a major-level officer.

Seeing the rank of the Japanese, Zhang Xinghan knew that he was the Japanese commander here. Without any hesitation, he immediately swung his sword and rushed towards the Japanese Grandmaster.

Several Japanese soldiers discovered Zhang Xinghan's intentions and quickly stabbed Zhang Xinghan with their guns.

Zhang Xinghan suddenly cut out the big sword in his hand, jumped up and kicked one of the Japanese soldiers out. A "crack" sound of bone shattering came from the Japanese soldiers who were kicked.

Seeing that his companions were killed, the other two Japanese soldiers were angry and stabbed Zhang Xinghan again. Zhang Xinghan shouted loudly, and his left arm flipped and grabbed the two Japanese rifles tightly. He swung his sword with his right hand and slashed horizontally.

"Puchi...Puchi" two sharp blades and flesh-breaking sounds suddenly, and the head of the Japanese who was first struck was cut off directly, and blood surged out from the broken head, like a blood-colored fountain.

The second Japanese man's neck was cut off halfway, and Zhang Xinghan's big knife was placed in his neck. At this time, the Japanese master took advantage of the opportunity to swing his sword to kill him. He didn't care about the life or death of the second Japanese man, Zhang Xinghan quickly drew his sword to block it.

A "clang" sounded like a metal and iron striking sound. Zhang Xinghan's big sword was overwhelmed and broke from one third of the time. The Japanese Grand Secretary's command knife continued to slash towards Zhang Xinghan without stopping.

Seeing this, Zhang Xinghan was shocked and was in a hurry. He quickly tilted his head to dodge. The Japanese Major's sharp saber directly slashed into Zhang Xinghan's right shoulder blade.

"Ah!" Zhang Xinghan suddenly felt aroused by the intense pain. He suddenly kicked the Japanese Grandmaster away.

After the Japanese saber was pulled back, Zhang Xinghan felt that his right shoulder was in a severe pain, and blood suddenly surged out of the wound. Zhang Xinghan staggered and knelt on one knee on the ground with his left hand covering the wound on his right shoulder.

At this time, the Japanese Grandpa, who was kicked away by Zhang Xinghan in anger, slowly stood up. The Japanese Grandpa stared at Zhang Xinghan with his eyes tightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled proudly: "Silly Chinese, how can your inferior knife be the opponent of my Great Japanese Imperial Army Steel Knife?"

Zhang Xinghan glared at each other. He knew that the steel quality of the big sword produced in China was indeed not as good as the Oriental sword produced by the Japanese. However, under the force of the hard knock, it was not easy for the Oriental sword to cut the big sword into two pieces with one knife.

The reason why my sword was cut in half by this Japanese master was mostly because the sword was worn out in previous battles, which led to a loss of hard fight with the Japanese.

At this moment, a Japanese soldier around him saw the opportunity to take advantage of it, and immediately rushed towards Zhang Xinghan with a rifle, trying to kill the Chinese officer and make great contributions.

However, the Japanese soldier did not expect that what he had to face was a special force soldier from later generations who had undergone strict life and death training. Even if he was injured, he was definitely not something he could shake.

The Japanese soldier howled and stabbed Zhang Xinghan with a bayonet. He was about to succeed, but Zhang Xinghan quickly reached out with his left hand and grabbed the head of the Japanese rifle. He quickly removed the bayonet on the head of the gun with lightning speed, and then stabbed the bayonet into the Japanese soldier's chest with his backhand.

The Japanese soldier who wanted to kill Zhang Xinghan and made great contributions until his death failed to understand how the Chinese officer did it. From holding his rifle to removing the bayonet and killing him, it almost happened in the flash of lightning. Zhang Xinghan's speed was almost dazzling.

The Japanese master next to him was furious when he saw Zhang Xinghan killing one of his subordinates without any effort. He held his sword high and rushed towards Zhang Xinghan quickly with his hands.

At this moment, a loud shout rang out: "Little Japanese! Li Dashan is here. If you want to kill our camp, please ask the big knife in your grandfather's hand first!"

Li Dashan shouted loudly, rushed over with a big sword covered with Japanese blood, swept across thousands of troops and forced the Japanese Grandpa to retreat, and then dodged in front of Zhang Xinghan, and asked without looking back: "Battleman, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I can't die. Kill this old Japanese devil for me. Kill him can effectively attack the Japanese's morale!" Zhang Xinghan staggered and stood up with his shoulders.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Li Dashan stared at the Japanese master in front of him with a cold expression, and then roared with a knife.

The Japanese Major also looked at Li Dashan carefully. From the strength of Li Dashan's knife just now, the Japanese Major could guess that his new opponent's strength would never be inferior to him.

Seeing Li Dashan roaring and rushing up, the Japanese Grandpa was still not afraid and raised his sword to greet him. The two of them immediately collided head-on.

Li Dashan was extremely powerful, and his moves were all slashing hard, which made the Japanese master feel helpless for a while. He was forced to retreat repeatedly by Li Dashan and could only passively fight back.

Zhang Xinghan picked up the rifle of a Japanese sergeant from the ground, tore off a small plaster flag hanging from the spear head, wrapped around his still bleeding arms, and then picked up his broken knife with his left hand and continued to rush forward.

This Japanese master is average, and Li Dashan is more than enough to deal with him. Zhang Xinghan still has this confidence. The reason why he was injured by the Japanese just now was because of his own sword problem, and the other was because he was fighting with two other Japanese men and his spirit was dispersed. Therefore, half of the Japanese master's ability to successfully attack was luck, which is usually a coincidence.

Li Dashan slashed and slashed fiercely, forcing the Japanese Grand Prison to no fight back, and could only passively defend and retreat continuously. When the Japanese Grand Prison was continuing to retreat, he was tripped by a corpse of his subordinates under his feet and suddenly his center of gravity was unstable and he sat backward to the ground.

Seeing that the opportunity was enough, Li Dashan immediately roared, jumped up suddenly, and slashed down with a knife in both hands.

Seeing this, the Japanese master was shocked and hurriedly blocked the sword. He heard a "clang" sound of gold and iron fighting. The two swords collided, and the Japanese swords could not stop Li Dashan's sword from slashing under the sword. Then another "puff" sound, Li Dashan's sword suddenly slashed into the Japanese neck about two fingers deep.

The Japanese saber's sword was pressed under his neck tightly, and the severe pain immediately made the Japanese saber scream in tears. The command knife in his hand could not hold it and fell to the ground with a clang.

Li Dashan smiled with a ferocious face: "Little Japanese, this sword is returned to you for our camp!"

After saying that, he suddenly pulled back the big knife and slashed it horizontally again. With a slight sound, the Japanese Major's head flew away from his neck and rolled out far away.
Chapter completed!