After a short period of fright, no one came to harass them, and Liu Changfeng and Li Rong successfully took the steamer to the opposite shore.

Liu Changfeng was in a heavy mood, walking silently, a month ago, every inch of land here, every grass and tree, there was a possibility of lying the corpses of the dead compatriots, as if, as if he saw a large group, dense, thousands of compatriots were driven here by the Japanese devils, like lambs to be slaughtered, as if hearing the sudden sound of the Japanese devils' machine gun fire, cheap harvesting the lives of the compatriots, the compatriots opened their frightened and desperate eyes, fell helplessly like ants, and the terrible screams resounded over the Yangtze River

Liu Changfeng and Li Rong passed through Yuhuatai and walked in front of Zhonghua Gate, the shattered city wall seemed to tell people what a terrible battle had taken place here, and the heroic martyrs had shed blood and died here, trying to stop the evil spirits who crawled out of the eighteen layers of hell.

The Japanese soldiers did not strictly check the people who entered the city, in fact, no one else except the Japanese entered the city, Nanjing City was a hell on earth at this time, who else in the Chinese at this time dared to enter the city?

When Liu Changfeng and Li Rong walked in, the Japanese soldiers guarding the door let them in without even looking, they would never have thought that there would be a person who dared to pull out his teeth at this time.

The two walked in from the Zhonghua Gate, except for the Japanese soldiers on the way, basically there were no Chinese in sight, at this time more than a month had passed since the fall of Nanjing, and after more than a month of massacre by the Japanese devils, the people in the city were either killed or hiding in the safe zone of the International Committee established by Westerners, and there were not many people hiding in their own homes without being killed by the Japanese devils.

Along the way, there were collapsed, burned houses, debris and broken walls, and the streets were also in a mess, full of garbage, clothes and debris left by people who had fled, ruins and broken walls of houses that collapsed on the road, and some abandoned fortifications.

After the massacre began, the city was full of corpses, and the Japanese, in order to eliminate the evidence of the crime and fear the spread of the plague, forced a large number of Chinese to clean up the bodies for them day and night and transport them outside the city for burial. But even so, Liu Changfeng and Li Rong still saw three or two corpses from time to time, which was miserable.

Even if Liu Changfeng has been mentally prepared, he still can't believe that this is the famous ancient capital of the Six Dynasties in history, the capital of the Republic of China, and a beautiful garden city.

Dusk, it was already dusk, the remnant sun was like blood, shining on Liu Changfeng and Li Rong's bodies, shining two long shadows on the empty street, looking indescribably weird, lonely and desolate.

Suddenly, there was a burst of unbridled laughter in the distance of the long street, which seemed very abrupt on this silent long street, and three Japanese soldiers turned out from the corner of the street in front of them, posing in front of a pile of ruins, and a man with glasses and a suit held a camera in his hand, taking pictures while chattering endlessly.

"Matsushita-kun, your bayonet should be straightened a little, yo key, that's it."

"Yo key, Matsumoto-kun, your posture is so wonderful, our maiden gate in Japan will be fascinated by you."

"Ikeda-kun, your expression should be fierce, so that you can show the military might of our Imperial Japanese Army."

Liu Changfeng and Li Rong walked over unhurriedly, under the illumination of the evening sun, Li Rong's pretty face became more and more charming, and her convex and graceful figure looked amorous, exuding infinite charm, and the Japanese soldiers were dumbfounded, their eyes were shining, and they looked at Li Rong for a moment.

"Yaga." Liu Changfeng was furious, strode over, stretched out his hand, and pulled it over, popping, and each of the three Japanese soldiers was slapped in the face.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Ensign, I'm sorry for the offense." Those Japanese soldiers were like schoolchildren who had done something wrong, and their faces were full of fear.

"Bagaya Road, get out of here." Liu Changfeng shouted loudly.

The Japanese soldiers bowed again and again, panicked, and ran away in a hurry.

The man with glasses and a suit did not leave, holding a camera, and said to Li Rong with a smile: "Beautiful young lady, I am Tokyo."