Chapter 621: Grandma Huo Shao Who Stirred Up the Storm (4)

A group of Japanese soldiers marched on the road, and the line was stretched long like a long snake. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The march of this force was very orderly, the scouts in front of them, carrying infantry with glittering cold lights, a dozen heavy machine guns carried by a group of four, nearly a hundred tall Oriental horses, and behind them were heavy squadrons transporting supplies and two mountain guns.

And Nagumo Shinobu was riding a war horse in the queue at this time.

His originally thin face was a little pale, and he looked like he lacked sun exposure, which was due to the fact that he had not been out of the house for a long time.

Nanyun Ren was calculated by Huo Xiaoshan last time, fell into a deep ditch, and was beaten by a reckless man with an old fist, although he escaped with his life, he was really embarrassed.

It can even be said that he has never been so embarrassed, he felt that he was so frightened and so masterless.

It's funny to say that when he ran for his life, he didn't think of Huo Xiaoshan, who was the designer who had scourged him, but the soldier who beat him with his fists at the bottom of the ditch.

At that time, he had no doubt that as long as he received a solid punch, he would be beaten into garlic!

The garlic bowl fist that kept hitting him in the face, the soldier's thick lips and rough face, and the "Humph!" that would come out with every punch! "Hmph" "Hmph!! ”

Nanyun Ren is a person who practices martial arts, so he naturally understands the truth of using his voice to exert his courage, but this person in front of him is too strange, why is he just "hum" instead of "ha"?

As he desperately rolled on the ground to dodge the fist, he suddenly remembered the two generals he had seen in the mythology of China, but they used sound waves to hurt people.

The legendary "Ha" general who pronounces the "Ha" sound with his mouth in the two generals will not be mentioned, because even mortals use "Ha" to exert force.

But that "hum" will use his nose when facing the enemy!

That's right!

This guy who only uses the word "hum" to hit people with his nose and looks uglier than the clay sculptures in the temple must be the "hum" in the myth of Zhina, and will descend to earth!

Because he had heard that something like this happened in some places in China: the twelve mortar shells of the imperial army hit a place called Laojuntang, but none of them exploded!

His judgment at that moment was that it must be like this, beating other people's descendants, and other people's immortals are gone!

As a result, Nagumo Shinobu finally collapsed and fled when the mortal god went to touch the dagger!

Nagumo Shinobu didn't crawl out of the deep ditch, found a small river, washed his face, and then looked at him with the help of the smooth mirror-like water, which surprised him!

Is this still the high-flying and high-spirited Nanyun Shinobu who defies all difficulties in the samurai clan of the Great Japanese Empire?

Where do you endure?

But just as his consciousness was about to regain clarity, the wound on his face that had been cut by the bush oozed blood again, and the flesh on the wound was like a baby's mouth turned outward, and even he seemed to see his own white cheekbones between the two fleshy lips!

So he could only stop the bleeding and embark on a journey to escape again.

It wasn't until he returned to the army and lay on the stretcher that he felt that something was wrong, the "heavenly general" who only used the "hum" sound pestle to scare himself should not be able to move, because the pain of his broken little toe reminded him that he stepped on a hard object when he jumped down the deep ditch and landed, so it wouldn't be a sudden break of one of the guy's legs, right?

But then he denied such a ridiculous speculation of his own, it is not strange that my dignified Nanyun endured defeat to Huo Xiaoshan, because his skills are better than himself, his perception is sharper than his own, and his Zen realm is deeper than his own.

But how could he lose to a lame soldier who looked uglier than the imps in the temple?

That man must have been descended by the gods to protect the Chinese!

It took a long time for Nagumo Shinobu to heal the fracture, but after all, the scratched place on his face left a scar that was not deep or shallow, which made its original vulture face a little more hideous, so that Kiyoko, who served him every day, did not dare to look at him.

The trauma was healed, and since it had to be determined that the lame soldier was the god of Shina, Nagumo Shinobu was at ease.

If you want to say that the Japanese are extreme, it is not false, Nanyun Xi is Xi Ren, although he has repeatedly planted in the hands of Xu Xiaoshan, he does not have the slightest anger, he can never have half of the emotion of both Shengyu and He Shengliang.

Just as he was recovering from his injuries and about to be defeated repeatedly, he received a strange piece of information.

The information turned out to be directly transferred to him by the special high school department.

The envelope containing the information directly said that His Excellency Shinobu Nagumo had read it personally.

After opening it, he found that this information was really for himself, because it was full of short sentences or phrases "The Yellow River burst the embankment, Mu Rong, killed, Miss Nanyun, Wandong, Anti-Japanese Salvation Army, Grandma Huo Shao" plus three!! ”

Although there was no whole sentence, Nanyun Shinobu was already shocked in an instant, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that his sister Zhizi really died in the hands of Mu Rong who had caught Zhizi and was caught by herself and rescued by Huo Xiaoshan!

After Nagumo Shinobu saw this information, he jumped up like a hungry wolf seeing prey, and was so frightened that Kiyoko, who was kneeling beside him at that time and poured him tea, directly threw the teapot to the ground.

A phone call to the special high school - the intelligence in eastern Anhui is true!

A guess of "is this Huo Xiaoshan's trap" was rejected - don't be afraid, I'll take a brigade with me!

A woman who now just talks to him every day moans softly at night under the flickering cold light - just because Nagumo Shinobu remembers the chaotic hot spring with Oriko again!

So, Nanyun Ren came to the hills of eastern Anhui like this.

Now that he had calmed down, he began to wonder again who had given him this information and for what purpose.

This person knew Zhizi's name, knew Mu Rong, and knew that Mu Rong had killed Zhizi and that the area was raging during the flood, and there were not many people in China who could know these and survive the flood.

Although he doesn't know who that person is now, the scope of the search is not large, and he has already notified the special high school to find someone who meets the above conditions, and I believe that there will be results soon.

But for what purpose this man told himself, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.

At this time, the guards of Nagumo Shinobi, who were also riding tall Oriental horses, sometimes sneaked a glance at their master, and they always felt that their master was a little different from the original but could not say why.

Is the Imperial Army mighty? Seeing them coming over on the side of the road, the civilians of Zhina, who were busy hiding far away, were already silent, but these guards of Nanyun Shinobi did not feel the might of the imperial army, but felt a chill down their spines.

Because there are only more than forty of the more than 400 family warriors who came from Kyoto together, and the remnants are exactly one-tenth, and the nine-tenths have been killed by a young man named Huo Xiaoshan!

At this time, among these family samurai, Nangumo Kenichi, who was closest to Nagumo Shinobi's bloodline, was also looking forward, but he was not looking at Nagumo Shinobu who was always sitting as straight as a javelin on his horse.

He looked at a soldier behind Nanyun Shinobu who was also on a horse and looked much more delicate, because Nangumo Kenichi knew that the soldier was a woman, her name was Qingzi, and her Chinese name was Shen Xiaoman.

Shen Xiaoman didn't understand why Nanyun Shinobu would take her out.

Yesterday, Nanyun Shinobu just threw her a small set of Japanese military uniforms after venting and told her to change into them, and then she was brought out this morning, along with the guqin that Nanyun Shinobu didn't know where she snatched it.

When Shen Xiaoman set off on the Oriental horse, he actually had a feeling of fear.

What she was afraid of was not riding a horse, she could ride a horse, which was taught to her by Wei Jianxing before the war.

What she was afraid of coming out of that room was to come out of that room.

She felt like a canary in a cage, she had forgotten how to vibrate her wings, and she almost fell down the moment one foot stepped on the horse's pedal, but it was Nan Yunjian behind her who pulled her neck and carried her to the horse.

It wasn't until she got used to this change after a long march that she began to observe this long-lost world.

Unexpectedly, as she passed by a large street market, she saw several male and female students standing on the side of the road to make way for the army.

The moment she saw the faint hostility in the eyes of those students, she remembered that a few years ago, there was also a female student in her prime with a shirt and a skirt in her prime, holding a small flag in her hand and shouting in the crowd: "Down with Japanese imperialism, swear to die, not to be a slave to the country!" ”

But at this moment, although she was conscious of her recovery, she did not dare to let it flood, because all she could hear in her ears was the incessant "rattling" of the iron hooves of the invaders stepping on the bluestone slabs.

As she walked around the corner of the market, the procession slowed down, and she saw a little girl peeking at her in the arms of a woman who was supposed to be her grandmother.

Maybe that little girl never thought that there were such good-looking soldiers among the Japanese.

She was so sure that she had melted into the little girl's eyes at that moment, and she smiled at the little girl.

Then the little girl was so frightened that she cried out with a "wow", and her grandmother hurriedly covered her mouth.

Then, Shen Xiaoman also cried, but she didn't dare to wipe her tears, and let the winter wind hold back all the sadness in her heart and then drained the tears on her face......