Just as Xia Mu was packing his bags, the sound of rain outside the window was weakening, but an explosion spread in the house, followed by the sound of fighting in the courtyard. Xia Mu was startled, and only then walked out of the door, and his eyes were coldly reflected by the embroidered spring knife in Luo Kedi's hand.

I saw that the door of the mansion was knocked open, and Luo Ke's enemy fought five Japanese slaves by himself.

In an instant, the lightning flashed.

The Japanese knife slashed on the blade of the embroidered spring, bursting out with a series of shocking sparks, which shocked Luo Kedi's hands numb, but one dodged and fled to a place and shouted: "Brother Xia, the leader ordered, the Japanese slaves have captured Xinghua at night, and a hundred brothers in our city want to escort the refugees to transfer." ”

Xia Mu didn't expect him to kill Zhao Wenhua, and he couldn't change history, but the Japanese slaves still captured Xinghua in advance. At this time, seeing that Luo Ke was overwhelmed, he hurriedly picked up the embroidered spring knife and stepped forward to help, but he just went out of the room, but unexpectedly, there were already three dormant people in the courtyard. At the next time, a Japanese slave took him down with a long knife, a Japanese slave cut his left arm, and a Japanese slave pierced his shoulder, and the three of them and the later Japanese slaves surrounded him together, and surrounded Xia Mu like a lantern.

Xia Mu blocked left and right, and resisted the attacks of four people one after another, but he gradually lost his strength and was at a disadvantage.

Under the moon, in the rain, five people, five knives.

The wind is stable, and the people are not quiet.

The rain is light and the color is stormy, and the clouds are broken.

The five of them fought each other in the pouring rain, and the sound of knives and guns reflected the cold light.

Xia Mu saw that he and Luo Ke's enemies were no longer supported, so he hurriedly took out the fire gun that he had treasured for many years, and fired five shots in a row, and the heads of the five people suddenly showed a bloody hole and fell to the ground and died.

Luo Kedi came over happily: "Brother Xia, you still have this baby!" Hidden deep enough! Catch up with the Ming and call the Shenji Battalion to match the brothers! It's just that Xia Mu didn't have time to speak, but he was suddenly startled, only to see the fire in the east Huaiyu Tower rising one after another, the sky shining on a rainy night was blood-red, and the billowing smoke covered the sky and the sun, and a leaf could not obstruct the eyes.

When the three of them came back to their senses, a miserable shout came from outside the house.

"The Japanese slaves are in, run!"

"Mother, mother......"

The angry scolding of the man, the crying of the child, and the despair of the old man are noisy, causing irritability in people's hearts.

"The Japanese slaves, the Japanese slaves have really come in!"

Ahsan, dressed in a red wrap-chest dress, stood under the rainy night and looked at the fire in the east, forcing the tears in his eyes back. Looking at the Eastern Fire in disbelief, he muttered to himself, "Home...... Family...... Nope. As he spoke, big tears rolled down his eyes.

Xia Mu's eyes also sank: "The Japanese slaves deceived me, and there is no one in the Ming Dynasty!" ”

The wind blows, and the coolness is born.

It made a few people come back to their senses. Xia Mu shuddered, he didn't expect his arrival to completely disrupt the course of history, the descendants of the Xia family who should have died did not die, and the Japanese slaves who were supposed to invade Xinghua three days later were also advanced because they killed Zhao Wenhua. It is precisely because of him, a person who should have died in history, that he changed history and led to the butterfly effect, and history will advance as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, Xia Mu hurriedly shouted at Luo Kedi: "What are you still stunned about, we took advantage of the chaos to escape from the north gate." ”

Luo Kedi looked at the fire in the east, clenched the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and roared fiercely: "It's a wolf!" They burned down Huai Xue Lou, which was the favorite place for dyeing marriages, and I went to slaughter them! ”

only took two steps, but listened to Xia Mu shouting: "If you dare to go, I will never recognize you as a brother again!" ”

Luo Kedi's footsteps stopped, listening to the miserable screams of the woman outside the house, and opened his eyes and wept: "I, I'm not reconciled, home, home is gone!" Brother, our home is gone! ”

Xia Mu was speechless, Luo Kedi was right, as soon as the Japanese slaves came, their home was gone. But Da Ming is like this, there is no home in the world.

One word China, one tile roof into a family. The country is like this, how can it be home!

The sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, Xia Mu hid in the mansion and did not go out, and waited until there was no sound outside the mansion before opening the door of the mansion.

It was only when he opened the door that a smell of blood came to his nose, making him almost nauseous.

And the scene in front of the house made him stunned.

Ten miles of alleys, lonely and uninhabited, corpses piled up into mountains, and the rain shimmered into patches of maple red on the ground.

Looking up at the night, the jackdaw flew alone, Xia Mu's heart was depressed, tears came out of his eyes, and the group hurriedly rode the Japanese slave without turning back, and ran to the north gate of the mighty building.

I saw that along the way, there were fleeing crowds of people everywhere, and the old men carried baskets and baskets, one basket and one child. Crowded together, densely packed, shoulders and heels colliding, and the noisy shouts were almost deafening.

And the fire in the distance was overwhelming, and the east was completely illuminated red, and the shadow of the fleeing people being wantonly killed by the Japanese slaves under the firelight could be faintly seen.

Xia Mu looked at the fire in a daze, only to see the night seeping into the sky above his head little by little, like thin ink mixed with blood and water smudged into a crimson hue.

And the noisy clattering carriages in the ears, the priests and the horses' hooves, jingling bells, and the crowd rushed out of the mighty building in panic.

The sea of suspicion is empty, and the blood is empty of hatred.

Xinghua ...... Finished! There are no more ten-mile lotuses!

Xia Mu looked at the heavy rain in the night, used all his strength, and shouted sadly: "Slaves...... If you don't get rid of it, it will be difficult for the Ming Dynasty to prosper, and it will be difficult for China to prosper! ”

He only felt as if his chest was pressed by a mountain, and he was about to breathe, and hundreds of thousands of them were wantonly humiliated by thousands of Japanese slaves!

The sky has no eyes, and the country collapses. Who can raise the sharp brigade, destroy the Kou in a war, and restore my China?

It's night, bleak and speechless, the Hidden Blade groans, and the world is gone. Thousands of green waters, corpse tears, splashing the three cities.

The Japanese slaves killed the envoy of the general soldier Liu Xian, played the role of coming to Xinghua, opened the city gate overnight, and captured Xinghua Mansion. At this time, tens of thousands of refugees ran towards the gate of the mighty building in panic. It's just that no matter how you look at it, it looks like the corner of the north gate is deliberately exposed.

On the northern slope outside the city, Ouyang Shen was carrying a Guan knife with his three sons, and he was rushing towards the mighty building, behind him was a hundred brocade guards led by Xue Cheng, and three hundred Ou family troops.

But on the way north of Xinghua, thousands of Japanese slaves were ambushed in layers, like a big net, which had been rolled out.

The prey is tens of thousands of refugees and Ouyang Shen's father and son, who came to Jingjing.

It is a trap, the trap of the Japanese slave daimyo Watanabe Yu.

The target is the father and son of the Ou family, the famous anti-Japanese general, and the bait is Xinghua tens of thousands of refugees.

Xia Mu, who was aware of the Japanese slave plan, only felt cold all over his body, and carefully recalled the history, this year was the year when Ouyang Shen, a famous anti-Japanese general, was ambushed by the Japanese slaves and martyred heroically.

"This is a trick by the Japanese slaves, we must inform General Ouyang!"

Hearing this, Luo Kedi had mixed feelings in his heart, and hurriedly shouted to the Jinyi guards who were guarding the refugees in the rear: "Hurry forward and meet General Ouyang!" ”

The twilight is slanting, the cold smoke and water are wet, the distant mountains are thousands of heavy, and the geese are like arrows.

The bamboo forest in the distance stretches, and under the shroud of Lan Fei, it reflects a light outline, like an extremely light stroke like splashing ink to see the landscape.

Li Ming's head is white, and Xinghua is on fire in the distance, two extremes.

Tens of thousands of refugees escaped from the mighty gate in the fire, and before they even had time to catch their breath, they were about to jump off the moat coated with a layer of glazed red tiles.

Choking on a mouthful of water, Xia Mu only felt that his throat was fishy, and a girl who had died with her eyes open next to her, disheveled, full of blood, and her eyes full of horror seemed to ask, why? Why was she so humiliated, and where was her country?

Xia Muqiang suppressed the half of the horror in his heart, and pulled Ah Sang to swim desperately across the shore, only to see patches of purple bamboo forests in the distance, but it was quiet and weird.

Suddenly, a large wave of people hit, and before Xia Mu could think clearly, he was caught by the fleeing crowd and poured into the purple bamboo forest. The cyan bamboo leaves are falling, and the distant trail is dyed, and the winding makes people unable to see anything.

"Passing through this ten-mile bamboo forest is Grandpa Yue's temple!" The joy of the rest of Ahsan's life after the catastrophe made Xia Mu stunned.

"Grandpa Yue's temple, is it Yue Fei, a generation of anti-gold ministers?" Xia Mu always felt that his heart was shrouded in a haze, and thousands of Japanese slaves captured Xinghua, leaving out the side of Weiwulou!

The Japanese slaves set up an ambush in order to kill Ouyang Shen.

Along the way, mourning is everywhere, and dead bodies are left behind.

Looking north at Shenzhou Road, there is only a lonely rabbit. What a tragic word!

Xia Mu took Ahsan's hand and squeezed into the crowd, and only halfway through it, he heard a roar of broken ears from behind, and then the flames soared into the sky, the stumps flew sideways, and the ground overturned.

Shocked, Xia Mu hurriedly hugged his head and squatted down, but in his eyes he couldn't believe it, the Japanese slaves actually had the Franco cannon in their hands, how could this be possible, how could the firearms of the Shenji Battalion appear in the hands of the Japanese slaves!

Yes, it must be Zhao Wenhua who fornicated with the Japanese slaves, and the Franc machine gun in Xinghua City was also obtained by the Japanese slaves!

The rear roared like thunder, screaming and shocking, Xia Mu looked at it, only to see that there were only dozens of Japanese slaves chasing and killing, and two squatting Franco machine cannons!

He hurriedly wiped the blood on his face, picked up the blood-stained embroidered spring knife on the ground, jumped on a rock beside him, and raised his arms and shouted: "Brother Jinyiwei, my Ming Dynasty is in charge of Zhaoren, all of them are bare, Dongyi clowns, obscene subordinates, dare to make trouble, invade our country's land, kill my compatriots, my Han family boy would rather have a kind?" Willing to be wantonly insulted by a jumping clown, bloody men all pick up the guy, and defend my dignity with me! I want to be a big Ming, righteous and vigorous, and a beam jumper, although it is strong, it will be poked! ”

After saying that, Xia Mu jumped down, and more than 100 young people gathered around, all of whom had blood-red eyes and exposed green tendons, or took a hoe, or a flat pole, or held a bamboo pole.

"My lord, we fought with them!"

"Kill these hairless livestock!"

Ah Sang hurriedly picked up a bamboo pole and guarded Xia Mu tremblingly.

Xia Mu recruited Luo Kedi, only to see that there were less than sixty Jinyi guards left in the jurisdiction of Xinghua, and the hundred households were himself, and the thousand households had been killed in battle, and most of the Jinyi guards were buried in Xinghua City.

Thinking of rushing into the wind and rain first, he rushed towards the Japanese slaves in the distance, and the servants gathered behind him.

Seeing the hundreds of Han people coming again, the Japanese slaves actually laughed insolently, raised the Japanese knife in their hands, and seemed to be angered by Xia Mu's angry scolding, so they only shouted: "Pantomime give" as if pronounced, and rushed up.

The opponent is a pair of Japanese slave ronins, and the tacit understanding is particularly good, Xia Mu and Luo Kedi were held back for a while, and it was difficult to get out.

Luo Kedi wiped the blood on his face and reddened his eyes: "Big brother, if you continue to fight like this, the brothers are all dead!" ”

"Even if it's just you and me, I'm going to kill! Defeat the enemy, the embroidered spring knife in your hands and I is not only the end of human life, but also the only dignity of the Ming Dynasty, for the sake of the nation, what a pity! ”

"Big brother!" Rokedi yelled, "Remember the song you taught us to sing!" ”

Behind him, dozens of brocade guards all laughed and sang in unison:

"Open your eyes and watch carefully

Which will be a captive to confess himself

Because of cowering and forbearance

The arrogance of the Japanese slaves is growing

Speak up, shout loudly

The Ming Dynasty is a soldier in the whole country

Historically, robbers have invaded

Eventually, he will die

……

The Great Wall will never be reached

Thousands of miles of Yellow River water

The rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the mountains are stacked with colorful ridges

Ask me what kind of country is like being infected

Rush out of the way and wave your hand

We must devote ourselves to the prosperity of the country

Shall the land be trampled down again?

Each one takes on a mission

~~~~~~

This sleeping lion has gradually woken up."

Singing and drinking blood, Xia Mu roared, dozens of brothers gathered together, forming a battle formation to kill the enemy, the embroidered spring knife has been broken, and all that is left is dignity and faith!

They rushed into hundreds of Japanese slaves in groups, seven in and seven out, and pierced the Japanese slaves thoroughly. A few people back and forth almost everyone had sticky blood on their faces, and they couldn't tell whether it was their own or the slaves!

"Open your eyes, be careful, see how sick I am!" Xia Mu couldn't help but think back to his twenty years of hard work in his previous life, thinking about killing people with a knife in this life.

In this life, really in this life, you must be worthy of your own dignity and protect the dignity of the country!

It is the responsibility of the husband to rejuvenate the family and serve the country! Fight against the Japanese and don't forget the national shame!