Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2365 Crossing the Prairie!

"Master Ma?"

Duanwu called Ma Dangjia, and Ma Hu immediately suppressed his anger.

  If someone else were to criticize him, screw him. I do my job carelessly, do I still need others to point fingers at me?

But Duanwu is different. He is careless and admires others from the bottom of his heart.

But the Dalai Lama and his men did not know Duanwu, let alone Ma Hu. They even sneered that Duanwu's rule was not strict and his own men even interrupted him.

The subordinate of the Urigeng Dalai Lama said provocatively: "What? You still don't accept it? Do you know why the Japanese dare not set foot on our grassland? That's because of our Mongolian cavalry. The Japanese have come here before, a cavalry brigade, but what was the result? They were annihilated by us, and they never dared to invade again. Humph!"

At this point, the subordinates of the Urigeng Dalai Lama snorted with pride.

Duanwu sneered and slowly pulled out a sword from his waist.

Wurigeng Dalai and his men were immediately alerted. The man under Wurigeng Dalai asked loudly, "What do you want to do? I tell you the truth, as soon as you fire your gun, our warriors from the grassland will rush to reinforce us. By then, none of you will be able to escape."

Duanwu smiled faintly: "Don't you want to pay the toll? See if the price of this sword is enough?"

After saying that, Duanwu drew out his sword and threw it casually. The sword began to spin continuously in a parabola in the air, and finally, with a creaking sound, it was nailed to the ground.

The moment the sword fell to the ground, it seemed to have touched some delicate balance between heaven and earth. The blood-red light gathered instantly, flowing along the blade, reflecting the sharp blade like a bloody blade.

And finally, when all the light faded away, a thick golden color remained forever on the knife.

The face of the Dalai Lama Wurigeng flickered in the reflection of the setting sun, and his eyes quickly changed from initial vigilance to disbelief, and then to deep awe.

Because he knew the origin of this knife. It was the sword that the Japanese general wore when the Japanese wanted to set foot on this grassland.

This is a symbol of status. But at this moment, the knife is on a young man. This can't help but remind him of something.

Because would the Japanese general hand over his sword to his enemy? This is obviously impossible.

"This...this...this is..."

The voice of the Dalai Lama Wurigeng was trembling. He tried hard to organize his words, but found that he could not find the right words to describe what was happening before his eyes.

The subordinates of the Dalai Lama Wurigeng were all confused, because they didn't know why their leader acted like this.

Duanwu stood on the truck, still with that faint smile on his face, but there was a hint of mockery in that smile.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud but clearly heard by everyone: "Yes, it is just as you imagined."

As Duanwu finished speaking, the Dalai Lama's facial expression gradually changed from astonishment to relief.

He slightly turned sideways to glance at the direction the Duanwu convoy came from and asked, "Are you coming from Stone City?"

Duanwu nodded and said, "Those devils came to Shitou City to intercept me."

Wurigeng Dalai Lama asked back: "They should be quite a lot, right? According to people who escaped from Stone City, Stone City has been destroyed."

Duanwu said: "There are indeed many people, but they were all buried in the Stone City. And we are still alive and well."

The Dalai Lama asked, "How many of you are there in total?"

Duanwu glanced at the guerrillas on the truck and the heroes of Majiaji, and then replied: "We lost half of them." "Impossible!"

The three words "impossible" exploded like thunder, making people uneasy.

Before the Dalai Lama Wurigeng could open his mouth, the men beside him could no longer suppress their inner horror and blurted out the words with disbelief in their voices.

Although Stone City was destroyed, many people escaped.

This enabled them to clearly know the distribution of the Japanese invaders' forces.

However, the words of the young man in front of him overturned all his cognition like a nightmare - the team under the command of a young man, including the wounded, had no more than 400 people.

In other words, the enemy only lost about 400 people, but wiped out more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers. Such a record was beyond everyone's imagination and was simply unbelievable.

But at this time, Duanwu looked at the subordinate of Wurigeng Dalai Lama as if he were a fool.

What was revealed in that look was not only contempt for ignorance, but more like looking down on a group of trapped animals lost in the maze of common sense. This calmness and confidence formed a sharp contrast with the shock and suspicion of the people around him.

The Dalai Lama Wurigeng felt all of this and waved his hand silently.

Although the cavalrymen under Urigeng Dalai Lama were somewhat unwilling, they did not dare to disobey his orders and they made way.

Duanwu bowed and said, "Since you, Wurigeng Dalai, are such a good friend, I will give you another gift."

As he spoke, Duanwu waved his hand, and Ma Ping'an took out a thick document from his backpack.

Duanwu held it in his hand and said, "This is a conspiracy of the Japanese army against Inner Mongolia. They are conducting biochemical experiments to recreate some mythical monsters to intimidate the nobles. I will give you this information now, and as for what you do with it, that is your own business."

At this time, Duanwu handed the information to a guerrilla fighter. The guerrilla fighter jumped out of the car with the information, handed it to one of Urigeng Dalai Lama's men, and then returned to the car.

The Dalai Lama's subordinates presented the information to the Dalai Lama.

The Dalai Lama looked at the information. Although he could not understand it, he could understand some of the photos.

He changed his attitude instantly and saluted Duanwu with the highest Mongolian etiquette.

Upon seeing this, the other Mongolian cavalry changed their arrogant attitude and saluted the guerrillas.

Duanwu and others returned the military salute, and then at Duanwu's order, the convoy started moving slowly again.

At this time, looking at the back of the convoy, the Dalai Lama's men said: "Chief, do you think what he said is true?"

Wurigeng Dalai nodded slightly and said, "He is a trustworthy person. And judging from the defensive formation of the convoy just now, he can destroy us in a very short time. But he did not do so, but reasoned with us. This is enough to prove that he does not want to be our enemy. As for,"

At this point, Wurigeng Dalai looked at the information in his hand and said, "As for whether these things are true or false, we can go back and find a wise man who is proficient in Japanese to take a look and we will know."

"As you command, leader!"

The subordinates of the Dalai Lama Wurigeng took the order, then waved their whips and rolled up the swords on the ground. A group of cavalrymen set out on the journey back to the west again in the dust, and the sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky!