Sweat mixed with blood dripped onto the ground, and corpses were scattered haphazardly on the ground, the blood staining the yellow earth red.

Such a fierce battle had already instilled great fear in the people outside the inner city, but this fear was nothing compared to their burning rage!

Anger is boiling, it's burning!

The spirit of the nation has never been extinguished; on the contrary, it burns ever brighter!

The history of this ancient nation is forged in blood and tears. This ancient country has had internal traitors and collaborators, but more often than not, it has had countless patriots and heroes!

"For whom do I shed my blood? Today, I fight for my homeland!"

"The city stands! The people live!"

"To defend our homeland, we must risk our lives!"

"That's the fine young man! Come with me and charge!"

The burly man wielding a sickle roared hoarsely, and behind him, the blacksmith with a hammer charged forward, shouting:

"Unite!"

"Unite!"

"Let these enemy invaders know that we are not to be trifled with!"

One, two, three, countless people rushed out and charged into the brutal battlefield!

Straw sandals trod across the ground, coarse cloth shirts rustled in the wind, and as a deafening roar resounded, the ground began to tremble.

The vibrations are getting louder and louder!

It was the sound of horses' hooves, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves!

A large army came galloping from the other side of the city, exhausted from the long journey and weathered by the elements.

But upon hearing the shouts of battle coming from ahead, everyone's faces were filled with rage.

A fierce fighting spirit is boiling over!

"Come on! Follow me and drive back the Japanese!"

A hoarse roar rang out as the soldiers, some wielding spears and others halberds, gripped their weapons tightly, eager to plunge them into the enemy's body!

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