When the sky is slightly bright, the gates of Qingle County on all sides are suddenly opened. Pedestrians waiting inside and outside the city gate to enter and exit the city gate also consciously formed two columns, and after being checked, hurried to their respective destinations.

Turning his face around, a soldier of the Imperial Alliance Army, who had gotten up early in the morning, quietly yawned and whispered to his companion standing beside him, "This day ...... When was it a leader?! It's enough to see the day out of the exercise, and this early morning has to be detained by the Japanese in this city gate hole to do business! I knew that wearing this yellow skin would suffer this crime, and I might as well rely on guns to fight outside! Somehow...... Eat and drink spicy sleeping girls, regardless of the day, you can still have a light and comfortable! ”

also twisted his face and yawned loudly, and another soldier of the Imperial Association Army also lowered his voice and responded: "Don't have your spring and autumn dreams of eating and drinking spicy sleeping girls!" Nowadays, the land in southern Hebei is the world of the Japanese, and if you don't like it, you can be slaughtered with a hand! Even if you don't meet the Japanese, isn't there still an eight-way leading a bun of dirt buns to toss? ”

As if it was a matter of heart, several other soldiers of the Imperial Association Army who were checking the passers-by at the city gate also answered the conversation with their voices suppressed: "Who said it wasn't?!" In a large family with oil and water, either someone in the family defected to the Japanese and sat in a position in the Imperial Army, or was involved with a Japanese trading company, and the family could see Japanese soldiers coming in and out from time to time! With these few guns of our brothers, where do you dare to seek them for benefits? ”

"The soil buns are also looking for eight ways to support them now, so it's not easy to fool! In the past, as long as a few of our brothers entered the village, put a few shots into the sky, and then put a bundle of the people in charge of the village towards the tree at the entrance of the village, and then put the chopping wood under their feet, the kung fu, the ocean, and the white flour would be obediently sent up without a pot of smoke! But now ......"

"That's all I have to say! Last time, we went to the small village at the junction of Qingle and Gongnan counties, and the gunshots rang out only after a pot of tea, and the people and horses of the Eighth Road were killed! Boy...... All of them are made twenty times, and a bunch of flowers can be shot out as soon as the muzzle of the pistol is raised! There are more than 20 of us brothers, and now there are only seven of our brothers left......"

"That's right! Finally defected to the Japanese, we can still eat with our mouths full! Although he will fight with the Eighth Road in the future, he will still have to fly with a gun against his scalp and a grenade rolling in his crotch, but it's not ...... In this world, one day at a time is counted as a day, who can take care of the future? ”

Timidly turned his head to look at a few Japanese soldiers standing straight in the hole of the city gate and restraining him, the Imperial Alliance soldier who spoke with his head lowered his voice more and more: "Okay, brothers, don't talk about these gossips first!" These Japanese people can all speak Chinese, if they hear it...... There is no good fruit to eat! ”

Before the words fell, the rhythmic sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded on the road outside the city. After listening carefully, the soldier of the Imperial Association Army who had just raised his head to speak suddenly changed his face and shouted in surprise: "What the fuck....... Evil door, huh? I haven't seen anyone report my grievances for many years, so why ...... today?"

After listening carefully for a while, several other soldiers of the Imperial Alliance Army also stopped their movements to check the passers-by: "Three drums and one gong...... That's right, it's a gong and drum for revenge! ”

"What a evil one! On the ground in southern Hebei, after the Republic of China was defeated, there were no beatings on the gongs and drums that opened in the yamen during the Qing Dynasty! Anyway, we all know that the officials of the Republic of China government are just decorations, and no matter how big the grievances are, they only speak to the silver. The yamen is open, and there is no money to come in! Why is it that now that the Japanese occupy the ground in southern Hebei, this gong and drum for revenge are being picked up and beaten? ”

Hearing the movement of the three drums and a gong, the Japanese soldiers who were standing in the cave of the city gate and detaining the soldiers of the Imperial Association Army suddenly shouted to several soldiers of the Imperial Association Army who were looking at the road outside the city: "What is going on? Is it the custom of the villagers in the southern Hebei region to sacrifice? ”

flatteringly bowed to the Japanese soldiers who opened their mouths to ask questions, and several soldiers of the Imperial Association Army almost rushed to the Japanese soldiers who were questioning them: "Taijun, this movement is called a gong and drum for revenge......

"This is the number of roads used to go to the county seat to complain to the county magistrate when those dirt buns in the countryside had to go to the county seat. Along the way, he beat this gong and drum to retribution the grievances, so that the people in the neighboring towns can see and hear, so that the county officials will not be too biased when they judge the case! ”

"Taijun, I'm going to get rid of these dirt buns! These buns of dirt buns thought it was now the Republic of China......."

Glaring suddenly, the Japanese soldier who opened his mouth to ask raised his hand and slapped him, until the soldier of the Imperial Association who said the word 'Republic of China' spun around in a full circle: "Bastard! Don't drive these villagers, clear the roads, and let them into the city! Kubota, report to His Excellency Yukikure immediately! ”

Looking at the chaotic appearance of the Japanese soldiers and the soldiers of the Imperial Alliance Army in the cave of the city gate from a distance, Mo Tianliu, who had a straw hat on his head to cover his face, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned his face and shouted to Sha Bangqu who was following him: "Look at this posture, the devil should be the same as what we are thinking, and he really wants to play tricks on the tiger's rosary!" ”

also buckled a broken felt hat on his head to cover his face, and Sha Bang responded angrily: "No matter what the number of roads is, devils always can't change their!" Captain Fang had already brought a dozen people into the city, and all of them had entered the city through the gap in the city wall. Even if the devil wants to play any tricks, we have a backhand to deal with it! Tianliu, after entering the city for a while, I won't follow you, I'll find a place to squat at the city gate, and hold the city gate for you! If the devil dares to do the black......"

Seeing that Sha Bangqu subconsciously reached out and touched the dung basket behind his back, Mo Tianliu couldn't help but shout in a low voice: "Bang mallet, we didn't go into the city today to fight devils, you must pack up the little guy you brought, don't show it, then it will be a big deal for me, a devil!" ”

Turning his head to look at the villagers in the ploughshare village behind him who were beating gongs and drums to avenge grievances, Sha Bang nodded heavily: "Cheng!" If the devil doesn't do it, I won't do it either! It's up to you and Second Master Wan for a while......"

Nodding with a bit of pride, Mo Tianliu laughed in a low voice: "Isn't it just to set up the devil and roast it on the fire?" It's not a hard job! Wan Er Ye...... Wan Er Ye ......."

Listening to Mo Tianliu greeting himself, Wan Erye, who deliberately changed into a shabby dress and smeared some wild bloodstains on his clothes, suddenly stepped up his steps and walked side by side with Mo Tianliu: "Tianliu, what else do you have to advise?" ”

Arching his hand towards Second Master Wan covertly, Mo Tianliu said with a low smile: "Second Master Wan, I can't afford what you say - we are juniors, where can we use the word 'admonishment' to our elders?" I'm thinking...... After a while, when I entered the city, if I saw the head of the devil, can we folks pretend to be like that? ”

Frowning and pondering for a moment, Second Master Wan slowly shook his head: "It's difficult to estimate!" Although most of the people living in our ploughshare village are farming households, they have never seen much of the world on weekdays, and there are only one or two literate people, but they have always followed the family rules left by the ancestors to teach the living, and it is reasonable to let people have three points, this dead beggar is a matter of slander......."

As if he had expected such a situation a long time ago, Mo Tianliu whispered to Second Master Wan: "Second Master Wan, today's matter is not something to be fought between ordinary villages!" Usually, there is a grudge between their brothers, and there is an elder who says a few words in the middle of the process, and each takes a step back to turn the big thing into a small thing, and the small thing is a small thing, and the meat is rotten in the pot, and the cheap one is his own family. But what we want to blame for today is the little devil, this little devil has less time to harm the villagers on weekdays? Dealing with these little devils, then there is nothing that you can't do and can't pull your face! After a while, I met the little devil's official, and if you have something to say with me, the folks in the ploughshare village, then they all have to rely on you to dispatch support......"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Wan Er Ye nodded heavily: "That is, this time!" I have my support, you can rest assured, you can't make a mistake! ”

Seeing that Wan Erye turned around and gave advice to the villagers in Litou Village, Mo Tianliu squeezed his eyes towards Sha Bangquen: "Bang mallet, explain it to the brothers who are mixed in with the villagers, look at me for a while!" Take the lead in crying when you should cry, and make trouble first, and you must not make the scene cold! If there is really something to do, then let the brothers face forward and harden the top, and you must protect the villagers! ”

muffled agreed, but Sha Bangqu nodded in the direction of the city gate: "The devil is coming!" Heavens, you can be careful! ”

Nodding his head slightly, Mo Tianliu stretched out his hand and dragged Wan Erye, who walked side by side with him again, and opened his voice and shouted: "I can't live anymore...... Lord Qingtian....... The Great Lady of the Blue Sky........ But you have to be the master......."

Stamped his feet hard, Wan Erye stretched out his hand to wipe his face, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and suddenly burst into tears, and shouted in a hoarse and old voice: "The grain is called robbed...... Ding Zhuang also called for arrest....... It's all for ghosts....... The maintenance club members who carried the work for Taijun were also called beaten to the point that they were no longer human......"

In the absurd and crying and singing-like shouting, Mo Tianliu almost bumped headlong in front of several Japanese soldiers who came from the city gate, and hugged a Japanese soldier who walked in front regardless of it, and the snot and tears on his face were also unceremoniously pasted towards the top of the Japanese soldier's clothes: "My Qingtian Taijun...... We're great people......"

Seeing that his neat military uniform was called Mo Tianliu's snot and tears, the Japanese soldier who was hugged by Mo Tianliu subconsciously scolded: "Bastard! ”

As soon as the scolding in his mouth started, the Japanese soldier's slap was also raised high, and it was obvious that he wanted to reward Mo Tian with a big mouth. But seeing Mo Tianliu suddenly let go like a frightened fox and jumped away, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, looking terrified, the Japanese soldier who raised his slap raised gritted his teeth violently, slowly put down his slap, and said to Mo Tianliu in a soft tone as best he could: "What's going on?" You guys...... Where did it come from? Why bang this ...... Drum? ”

Half-squatting, Mo Tianliu looked terrified, and said timidly to the Japanese soldier who still had an angry look on his face...... We are from the village of ploughshares. The night before yesterday, the Eighth Route Army entered our Litou Village in the middle of the night, killing people and setting fire to grab food! Later, I saw that our Litou Village Maintenance Association sounded a gong to warn, and sent people to the Sanchawan Fort to report to Taijun, and they ....... Many people in the village were beaten, and the food was robbed! Qingtian Taijun, but because we carried the work for Taijun, we suffered from the scourge of the Eighth Road...... Taijun can't leave us alone......."