Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 3084 Dragon Boat Festival: A Counterattack!
The Japanese chief of staff was also terrified by the sudden ambush, his face turning pale. He stammered, "Your Highness, this, this must be the Anti-Japanese Alliance getting around to us again and ambushing us!"

Kitashirakawa Minami gritted his teeth and said, "Quickly, organize a counterattack! Get the machine gunners to set up their machine guns and give them a good thrashing!"

However, in this chaotic situation, orders could not be effectively conveyed. The Japanese soldiers fought independently, some even only concerned with escaping, and no one obeyed commands.

Moreover, the Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers occupied advantageous terrain, commanding a high vantage point and launching a comprehensive attack on the Japanese, leaving the Japanese completely on the defensive.

A young Japanese soldier, horrified by the horrific scene before him, collapsed to the ground, clutching his head and repeatedly muttering, "Mom, I want to go home, I don't want to die here..."

But before he could finish speaking, a bullet pierced his chest, sending him home to see his mother.

Just then, a Japanese officer, driven by his Bushido spirit, ordered the soldiers around him, "Don't panic! Give them a good beating and wipe out those anti-Japanese guerrillas! We must be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!"

However, before he could finish speaking, several grenades exploded around them. The huge impact knocked him and several other Japanese soldiers to the ground, blasting them to pieces and killing them instantly.

Upon seeing this scene, Ma Shanpao, who was directing the battle, laughed heartily: "The battalion commander's move is brilliant! He deliberately created the illusion of a retreat to lure the Japanese away from Luoxia Valley, and then launched a second ambush halfway through. These little devils probably never dreamed of this!"

Long Qianyan, standing to the side, added, "That's right. I admire no one but our captain. The tactics he uses are simply beyond imagination. I could never come up with such varied tactics in my entire life."

Ma Shanpao laughed loudly again: "Then what are we waiting for? This time, we must annihilate this bunch of Japanese devils. What elite troops? They're nothing but a fart in front of our anti-Japanese brigade!"

With that, Ma Shanpao roared, "Beat them! Give them a good beating!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Ma Shanpao's order, the Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers were greatly encouraged and increased their firepower, firing wildly at the Japanese soldiers.

The machine gun roared and spewed scorching flames, keeping the Japanese soldiers pinned down.

The submachine guns fired incessantly, and large numbers of Japanese soldiers fell as a result.

The Japanese soldiers' makeshift firing positions were quickly silenced by the fierce attacks of the Anti-Japanese Allied Army.

Kitashirakawa Minami watched the soldiers fall around him and listened to the deafening gunfire, his heart filled with fear.

Seeing that the situation was completely out of control, he didn't even give any orders, and led his guards into the woods to escape.

The guards, no longer caring about military discipline, scurried into the woods like frightened rabbits.

Branches tore their clothes, thorns pierced their skin, but they paid no heed to the pain, only thinking about escaping this damned place as quickly as possible.

In the woods, Kitashirakawa ran wildly while constantly looking back, fearing that the Anti-Japanese Allied Army would catch up.

Just when Kitashirakawa Minami was frantically fleeing, gunshots suddenly rang out from his left.

The Japanese soldiers who were leading the way were shot dead on the spot.

Kitashirakawa Minami cursed in fear, "Baka! How come there's another ambush! How many people does the Anti-Japanese Alliance have?"

Enraged, Kitashirakawa Minami could only order a few guards to hold off the enemy while he continued to flee with the rest of his men.

The remaining guards looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair. But military orders were absolute, and they had no choice but to grit their teeth, pick up their guns, and blindly fire in the direction from which the gunfire came.

However, before they could find cover and engage the enemy, gunfire erupted behind them.

Before a Japanese guard could react, his head was blown off by a single shot.

The remaining Japanese soldiers turned around. But in the instant they turned, several more fell.

The anti-Japanese brigade's firepower was too fierce, and the bullets were poured onto the Japanese soldiers as if they were free.

Prince Kitashiro, hearing the screams of the Japanese soldiers behind him, was even more terrified. He ran desperately through the woods, feeling no pain even as branches whipped his face.

His mind was in chaos; all he could think about was getting rid of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' pursuit as soon as possible.

Suddenly, he slipped and fell to the ground, scraping his knees and palms, which bled profusely.

But he didn't care about any of that, struggled to his feet, and continued running forward.

Kitashirakawa Minami didn't know how long he had been running. He finally ran out of the woods, but only two of his guards remained. Even the chief of staff was nowhere to be found.

By this time, Kitashirakawa Minami's legs were already so tired that they felt like lead. He plopped down on the ground, enjoying this moment of peace.

Just then, a leisurely voice rang out: "Kitashirakawa Minami!"

Kitashirakawa Minami looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thin young man carrying a knife slowly walking towards him.

The young man was wearing a coarse cloth shirt that had been washed to a slightly faded color and had several patches on it.

The knife in his hand gleamed coldly in the faint moonlight, and blood dripped from its blade.

Kitashirakawa Minami, who had always been arrogant and pampered, finally experienced what fear was, and even his breathing faltered.

His legs began to tremble uncontrollably. He tried to stand up and run away, but found that his legs were as soft as noodles and he couldn't muster any strength at all.

"Who...who are you?"

Kitashirakawa Minami asked in a trembling voice, his voice filled with fear, a stark contrast to his usual aloof and arrogant prince persona.

But the young man did not answer him. He continued to approach step by step, his eyes revealing a kind of disdain and contempt, as if he were looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

As the young man drew closer, Kitashirakawa Minami could clearly see his dark and gaunt face. She exclaimed in shock, "Y-you, you're Dan-wu?!"

Duanwu chuckled helplessly: "So I was exposed after all? But it's okay!"

As the Dragon Boat Festival approaches, it continues to draw near at a leisurely pace.

"No...don't come any closer!"

Kitashirakawa Minami roared hoarsely, barely managing to get up, and drew his sword from his waist, swinging it wildly!

Meanwhile, the two remaining guards in Kitashirakawa shouted, "Your Highness, you must leave! We'll stop him!"

As he spoke, the two Japanese guards rushed forward to meet Duanwu in battle.

In their view, Duanwu was alone, and the two of them were very likely to kill each other and then escape south with Kitashirakawa.

Otherwise, if Kitashirakawa Minami dies, they will only face certain death if they go back.

They were the personal guards of Kitashirakawa Minami. With the prince dead, their only recourse was to commit seppuku (ritual suicide) to atone to the Emperor!