"Father, wars have been going on every day in this world recently. I heard that the Japanese have even attacked the gates of Nanjin City!”
" Sigh, yes, I just hope that the village will be quiet and peaceful. I hope that God will bless us so that the Japanese won't come here."
"Tie Gen Er is right, we don't want to run around."
"Don't worry, our place is remote and covered in yellow sand. The devils won't come."
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In a small village far away from Fengniugang, the villagers gathered together. According to the village's usual customs, today was the day to worship the ancestors. Unlike the previous years, where they prayed for good weather and a bumper harvest, most of the people this year probably hoped that no matter if it was the war in the south or the war in the north, it would not hit them. Everyone chattered and discussed, hoping that everything would be peaceful. That was the true wish of the people in the war era.
"Not good! Not good! Not good! Ghost, ghost…" Perhaps the heavens did not grant their wishes, but halfway through the villagers 'worship of their ancestors, a child ran over, panting heavily.
"Little Niu, what are you shouting for? "What devil? Speak clearly," an old man lectured the child.
" Village chief, village chief, I saw the devil when I was herding cows on the mountain. They are coming to our village." Niu Wazi's words were like a bolt from the blue. The villagers 'faces were filled with fear and uneasiness.
"Niu Wazi, is what you said true? Did you make a mistake?"
"The Japanese are really attacking! The heavens are blind!"
"Aiyo, what should we do?"
Faced with the crowd's discussion, Niu Wazi repeatedly confirmed that he had seen the ghost, which made the villagers present afraid and uneasy.
The village chief gestured for everyone to be quiet. He pressed his hands together and said anxiously,
"Stop standing there! Young man, hurry up and run for your life with your wife and children. Don't bring anything. Run as far as you can."
As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't care less about what they were doing. Some people ran away, while others hurried home. Everyone was worried and anxious.
After everyone left, the village chief sat on the ground dejectedly and muttered to himself, cursing at this ridiculous world.
"Niu Wazi, aren't you going to escape with them? What are you doing here?" The village chief looked at the child in front of him and was a little puzzled.
"Grandpa Village Chief, my parents died when I was young. Everyone in the village raised me. Even if I ran, where could I run to?"
Niu Wazi cried sadly and shouted,
The village chief was speechless when he heard this. A child who had a hard life would be considered happy if he could live a peaceful life. Unfortunately, he was born in this chaotic era, and his fate was often not in his control.
The village chief sighed heavily.
"Forget about us old fellows. We can't run even if we want to. We've lived for more than half our lives. You're still so young. Come with me."
The village chief brought Niu Wazi to the cellar where they kept their wine and instructed him not to come out no matter what happened.
Not long after, hundreds of Japanese soldiers arrived at the village. The leader was Kondo. The Japanese soldier had a gloomy expression. After Yanagawa Heisuke rejected his request for reinforcements, Kondo could only lead his remaining troops to escape westward. They tossed and turned until they reached this place.
If Ye Song was ready, he might come with his men at any time, which made Kondo's heart feel gloomy.
When the Japanese arrived at the village, they immediately swept through the area. When they found the villagers, they gathered them at the village gate. After the village chief looked around, he heaved a sigh of relief.
There were only a dozen or so elderly villagers at the village entrance. Most of them could not walk anymore and did not want to burden the young people, so they chose to stay. Fortunately, the young people had all fled with their families.
The village chief looked at the black Japanese in front of him and the fear in his heart lessened a little. As long as those young seeds escaped, he was not afraid of chasing these bastards out one day.
After searching for a while, the Japanese Kundo looked at the dozens of villagers on the field with a cruel look in his eyes. Then, he thought of Ye Song who was chasing him from behind.
" Ye Song, you forced me to do this. I'll give you a present." The crazed Kondo's face twisted like a demon.
The old people knelt in a row, their swaying bodies as if they were about to fall. Fear filled everyone's hearts.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"Damn Japanese! Come on!"
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In the face of life and death, there were different reactions. Some begged in fear, while others roared in anger. After a series of gunshots, the villagers 'bodies and the ground were left in a mess. Kondo laughed loudly, not knowing if he was really crazy or if this was the only way to suppress the unknown fear in his heart.
When Ye Song arrived with his army, the Japanese had already left for more than half an hour after the violence. Looking at the corpses of the villagers in front of them, everyone was silent.
A moment later, Ye Song had the soldiers bury the old man's body and ordered a careful search to see if there were any survivors.
The first battalion found the only surviving child in the cellar of the village chief's house. Niu Wazi hid in the cellar with a painful expression. He desperately covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound, so much so that his hand was bleeding from being bitten, but he still desperately covered it.
After Niu Wazi learned that the people in front of him were the National Army and the people who fought the Japanese, he finally couldn't help but cry out loud.
"They killed Grandpa Village Chief. They killed many people. No one will treat me well in the future."
The child's cries infected the soldiers on the battlefield. The bad-tempered battalion commander gritted his teeth with red eyes.
"Guild Leader! Please let me bring my brothers and chase after them! I'm going to kill this bunch of bastards!"
Ye Song waved his hand, signaling him not to be rash. He also said that Kondo would definitely die a horrible death!
"Take good care of this child first. In the future, this child will be handed over to your 1st Battalion."
Ye Song narrowed his eyes and roared.
"Everyone, listen up!”
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