"Yaga! Hold it! Who are you? ”

Xiao Jian didn't stop his steps, nor did he answer. There was no turning back either. Yingwu's face was covered with murderous aura. At this moment, he was not afraid, he knew that there were countless pairs of wolf eyes staring at him all around him, and countless black hole muzzles were aimed at him. The winter sun was cold, and the wind by the river blew on my face, and it was painfully cold. He ignored everything. He had only one belief and brought Xiao Shanling's body back to Yuhuatai. I hope the little devil still has a little bit of humanity. In China, people are beheaded, and family members are allowed to collect their bodies. Along the way, he saw the corpses of Chinese, including national soldiers in military uniforms and residents who had escaped from the city. Old, young and young. There was no one to collect the corpses for them, there were no cries from relatives, only packs of wild dogs carnivaling and gnawing on the corpses, which was unbearable. The Japanese army has completely annihilated humanity and kills people when they see them. They were all unarmed civilians who had lost their resistance and prisoners who had laid down their arms. According to the Geneva Convention, prisoners should be treated well, but the Japanese army blatantly trampled on international law and became a group of murderous devils. As a soldier, he watched the executioners slaughter his own compatriots, but he could not do anything. At this moment, he wanted to cry without tears, and he could only keep the hatred in his heart. At the same time, he is also worried about his parents, grandfather, and sister in the city. What is their fate? He always wanted to go home and see. He couldn't spare time, he didn't expect that Tang Shengzhi's 150,000 army would defend Nanjing for less than a month, and he would flee for his life. Grandpa, grandma, father, mother, and sister are the ones I can't live with. May you be safe, and I will soon be home to see you!!

He walked all the way to the corpse lying on the cold ground, squatted down, and uncovered the white skin covering the corpse, and sure enough, it was Xiao Shanling's corpse. His eyes were wide open, and blood was pouring from his chest. "Rest in peace, Commander! I haven't forgotten your mission! Nanjing will always be the Nanjing of the Chinese, as long as I Xiao Jian still has a breath, I will fight the little devil to the end! He couldn't help but help Xiao Shanling up from the ground and muttered, "Commander, I'll take you home!" I'll take you home now! Xiao Jian said as he carried Xiao Shanling on his back.

"Arrest him!"

The voice was familiar, he knew, it was his nemesis, Takagi. This human demon, he is the murderer who forced the commander to death. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to carry the commander back to Yuhuatai, he would have slaughtered him with his own hands. At this moment, he could only bury his hatred in his heart, remained motionless, and looked around, all of them were the muzzles of the special combat team devils with Takagi. Xiao Jian was ready to die generously. Motionless, he drew his pistol. said coldly: "Takagi, if you want to do it, you will shoot!" ”

"Xiao Jian, you are not small, today, you are difficult to fly." Gao Da waved his hand, and the eight warriors beside him, who were also his personal bodyguards, surrounded Xiao Jian at once. Xiao Jian slowly put Xiao Shanling's body off his back, then gently put it on the ground, and said to Xiao Shanling: "Commander, you rest for a while, let me send this group of wolves, and then take you home." I know, you like Yuhuatai the most. The view is very good. I will set up your home in Yuhuatai. ”

After Xiao Jian and Xiao Shanling finished speaking, they slowly stood up, he no longer had fear, life was just a breath for him. He is in love with life, but he is not afraid of death. He pulled out his family heirloom Longquan sword. The body of the sword is engraved with a lifelike soaring dragon with teeth and claws, very brave, Xiao Jian whenever he draws his sword and sees the flying dragon on the sword, his courage suddenly increases. A strange force immediately surged towards him...... A magical power erupted from the bottom of my heart. He knew that this sword was a sword that cut the sky like mud. It was bought by his father for 10,000 oceans from a merchant in the South Seas. Legend has it that it took Mo Ye three years to forge this sword. When the Eight-Nation Alliance burned the Old Summer Palace, it was snatched by a British soldier and exiled overseas, where his father found him and bought the sword. Bring it back to your own country. It is not only a sword, but also a national treasure. Usually, Xiao Jian rarely used this sword, and often drew it when he was most dangerous. As soon as it came out at this moment, the sword aura was strong, and the sword wind was everywhere, stabbing flesh and breaking bones, like cutting tofu. He knew that Takagi had always wanted to kill him, and he had pursued him from Japan to Shanghai and all the way to Nanjing, but he had not succeeded. Today is his best chance to kill himself. Surrounded by heavily armed imps. I don't have a place to hide. As long as he gives an order, he is a corpse. He could already smell the thick smell of blood in the air. On the surface of the river, the corpses of the national army were floating. During the retreat, they were captured by the Japanese army, driven into the river, and killed by machine-gun fire. If it had not been for Chiang Kai-shek's retreat order, they would not have died so well if they held their ground. Dying on the battlefield is the highest honor for a soldier. It's a pity that they didn't die on the battlefield, but became prisoners of the enemy and were brutally shot. They died unjustly.

Xiao Jian didn't move, and said coldly: "Gao Mu, our accounts are all settled today, let's go together!" ”