He cut off a few Japanese men's heads and just came back.

"What's wrong with the A Division?"

"What's wrong with the ace elite?"

"Damn it! The labor and capital are playing the elite aces raised by bitch!"

"Old Ding and Old Kong, don't worry, both guys..."

"The 7th Division of the Japanese is not bad in combat, this is true."

"But our old Li is not ready to fight them head-on?"

"As long as the Seventh Division of the Japanese want to continue attacking Fencheng..."

"Then we will send a small group of troops to constantly harass him and attack him..."

"It's actually the essence of guerrilla warfare..."

"Fight a wave of guerrillas first..."

"Then the Japanese are angry, and the Japanese may attack us in reverse..."

"As long as the Japanese move, the initiative will be in our hands at that time."

"These Japanese are just going to do whatever they want."

Li Yunlong was born to fight wars.

No matter how complicated the battlefield is, you can understand it with just one idea.

And some golden ideas can come to my mind from time to time.

"fight as a guerrilla?"

"Li Yunlong, didn't you just say that our more than 10,000 troops are just a fool-like battle method?"

"I also said that there were no more than 10,000 people going to fight guerrillas together..."

"You..."

Cheng Xiaozi, the leader of the New Second Corps, had always been by the side and didn't speak.

But he really couldn't bear it at this moment.
Chapter completed!