Zhao Zilong frowned, and after quickly sensing the surroundings, he said to Lang Tie: "Brother Lang! Let's bury Master Fanchen first, otherwise there is a possibility that the devil will come back. ”

"Brother is right, let's hurry up." Wang Zhong also reacted.

So, they buried mortal dust under a peach tree in the big garden.

"Camp! Brother Zhao! Let's go to the Shogunate Mountain. ”

When everyone returned to the temple, Zhang Hu, who was waiting here due to an inconvenient leg injury, immediately stood up with a cane and said.

"Okay." Knowing that Zhang Hu was worried about Zhang Long's safety, Wang Zhong nodded.

Subsequently, Wang Zhong, Lang Tie, Chen Weiguo, Zhang Hu and Chen Jun, under the leadership of Zhao Zilong, rushed to the side of the Shogunate Mountain.

At this time, the moon was obscured by the clouds, and the sky became dark.

When they walked to the river, Zhao Zilong suddenly frowned, because he felt some unusual silence around him.

"Stop!" Zhao Zilong immediately stretched out his hand and whispered.

Everyone hurriedly stood up and hurriedly raised their guns, but they didn't see anything.

"Brother! What did you find? Wang Zhong quietly leaned over and asked.

"I feel so quiet, it seems a little weird." Zhao Zilong shook his head.

"Why is the ground so soft?" Wang Zhong muttered.

Zhao Zilong was stunned for a moment, and then felt that the ground he stepped on was soft.

At this time, the moon emerged from the clouds again, and the silver light shone on the ground.

Through the hazy moonlight, Zhao Zilong could see clearly that under his feet was a dead man's thigh.

His face suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he immediately retracted his feet. Still, he felt soft under his feet.

Only then did he see clearly that the so-called ground was actually made up of layers of corpses.

Most of these corpses were ordinary people wearing various costumes, and many of them were national soldiers wearing gray and blue military uniforms. The corpses of those national soldiers were all tied with ropes, and they were held one by one.

It seems that these people were all killed by the devil after they became prisoners.

"Wow!" When Wang Zhong and the others also saw what was on the ground, they immediately screamed in horror, then turned around and ran away.

Zhang Hu had difficulty walking and fell down, but he quickly got up, and he didn't even need crutches, so he ran along.

Although Zhao Zilong did not run away, he was also taken aback at this time.

Even if he had killed a lot of devils and seen a lot of corpses, but now he couldn't help but shudder when he saw the corpses piled up on the road here.

"Why did the devil kill so many people?" When Zhao Zilong picked up the crutches and took them back to everyone and handed them to Zhang Hu, the other party still asked with palpitations.

"Was that the team of devils killed just now?" Lang Tie replied in a trembling voice.

"It's not. Seeing that these corpses all floated up from the river, it should have been a few days. Zhao Zilong shook his head.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and by the light of the moon, he could see his surroundings clearly.

It turned out that this was a river bay, and because the water was gentle, the corpses were piled up here.

"Big brother!" At this time, Zhang Hu screamed sadly, threw away his crutches again, and rushed to the side of a corpse of a national army.

Everyone couldn't help but change their faces and stared at each other.

When Zhang Hu opened the corpse with trembling hands and found that it was not Zhang Long, he sat down, and then vomited.

Zhao Zilong hurriedly ran over and helped the other party back.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he turned to look at a hill to the north.

"There's movement over there, a lot of people." Zhao Zilong pointed to the Shogunate Mountain in the distance.

"The devil must be killing people, let's go." Zhang Hu shouted anxiously.

Needless to say, everyone hurry up.

Zhao Zilong and Chen Jun ran away with Zhang Hu.

They walked a little north and saw a large white lamppost on the river in front of them.

Zhao Zilong looked at it and saw that those lights were shot out of the devil's warship towards the edge, and immediately said, "It's the devil's searchlight." ”

"With so many searchlights, it must be something that the devil's army is doing." Wang Zhong immediately took it and said.

As soon as they heard this, everyone's hearts couldn't help but tighten. With the lights on in the middle of the night, there will definitely be nothing good.

"The place where the lights shine is a gorge called 'Straw Shoe Gorge'. Let's follow the mountain road over there, and we can avoid the devils by the river. Lang Tie pointed to a hill in the distance and said.

The six of them staggered along the rugged mountain road, getting closer and closer to the light.

At this time, Zhao Zilong saw dense and chaotic footsteps coming from the side of the searchlight, as if there was a large crowd of people, slowly moving along the riverside, and faintly bursts of cries and scolding.

In the cold winter night, it looks particularly desolate and sad.

"Get down!" When Zhao Zilong and Chen Jun helped Zhang Hu to the top of the hill, they had already fallen down, and Wang Zhong immediately waved his hand and shouted.

Zhao Zilong and the three of them hurriedly bowed down.

The six of them carefully climbed slowly along the hill to the north.

When they came to the top of the mountain, they hid in the grass and looked at the place where the lights shone on the riverside - the Straw Shoes Gorge.

At this moment, on this narrow gorge from the foot of the Shogunate Mountain to the side of the Yangtze River, the searchlights of the devil warships were as bright as day, and under this miserable white light, there was a large group of black and oppressive people, slowly moving.

"Who is that?" Chen Jun couldn't help blurting out a question. Because of the distance, he couldn't see who they were.

"It's definitely Chinese." Wang Zhong replied with a calm face. Although he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't have a telescope, he could guess what he saw being held by a devil.

At this time, Zhao Zilong took out the eight-fold telescope from his backpack.

Through the lens tube, he first saw that standing outside the black pressure of the crowd was a group of devil soldiers with 38 large covers and bayonets.

Later, when he saw clearly that those people were all Chinese with their hands tied behind their backs, he couldn't help but tighten his heart and frown.

These Chinese who are tied together are all lined up in rows.

By the light of the searchlights on the devil's warship, Zhao Zilong could clearly see the clothes on those people—some of them were wearing gray-blue military uniforms, and most of them were wearing various civilian clothes.

Those wearing military uniforms are the national army, and the others are ordinary people.

Zhao Zilong's brows tightened, and he roughly estimated that there were at least tens of thousands of people below.

As soon as he figured it out, he was taken aback.

Although he knew the tragic history of the Nanjing Massacre, he could not help but feel heartbroken, heartbroken, and filled with grief and indignation when he saw the slaughter of his Chinese people with his own eyes......

Suddenly, Zhao Zilong's face changed again, and his hands were stunned.

Because he saw Zhang Long and several other national troops in the telescope.

It seemed that Zhang Long and the others were all injured, but they still stared at those devils with resentment.

PS: 'Shogunate Mountain', a famous mountain in Nanjing, is located in the north of Nanjing, on the shore of the Yangtze River, with rolling mountains, extending along the Yangtze River, starting from Shangyuanmen in the west and reaching Yanziji in the east, about six kilometers long. There are five peaks in the Shogunate Mountain, the main peak is called the North Solid Peak, which is more than 210 meters high, and there is a deep stone cave under the peak.

"Straw Shoe Gorge", located in the north of Nanjing, extends along the Yangtze River, starts from the torpedo camp, reaches the swallow rock in the east, and is about five kilometers long.

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