Chapter 211: Hand Blade Enemy

When Ono came to his senses again, he was stimulated by the cold and biting snow, and the young man, looking at him with eyes that were colder than the cold wind, but his tone was surprisingly calm: "Say, the last situation of the battle of the Yellow Ni River?" ”

Of course, Ono has a personality, he twisted his head, and simply ignored it, and he didn't see how this young man moved, and the sharp command knife cut off Ono's remaining ear on the snow, and now the captain of the imperial army is good-looking, and the whole nest of melons is shaped.

Personality is for others to see, pain is to bear by oneself, Ono's bushido personality, as the last ear and body said goodbye, his will collapsed, looking at the eyes of this young man, Ono absolutely believed that he could cut himself into a piece of meat

In the battle of the Huangni River, Ono was definitely an accidental meritorious service, and the order he received was to go to the battlefield of Baishi Mountain, because he didn't want to take a long detour, under the leadership of a local traitor, he took a shortcut and rushed to the designated place, and it happened that he and Xiaoling encountered them.

After fighting for a while, the sky was also dawning, he received a stern order from his boss, did not rush to the designated place on time, and worked dead and dead, he wanted to get out of the battle, after all, this team was not the target of the battle, maybe it was the besieged Zhina troops, and the small troops sent by them came to delay and obstruct the advance of their own troops, and the Zhina people were sometimes very cunning

Ono wanted to leave, but the traitor spoke: "Ono Taijun, did you see the leading girl?" I heard that the wife of the bloody hand Qiuli is this age, looking at those redbeards desperately trying to protect her, maybe it is just to catch the wife of the bloody hand Qiuli, Ono Taijun, you have a great credit"

So, Ono led the troops, chased after them, biting to the death, until they reached the front of the cliff, these soldiers were tenacious enough, none of them surrendered, and in the end, all of them died in battle, leaving only the young Chinese woman, very beautiful, the wife of the head of the bloody hand, can there be no appearance?

The Japanese soldiers had already surrounded her on the edge of the cliff, trying to catch her alive, and that knew that this woman made an astonishing move, she threw the last grenade in her hand into the soldiers' pile, and when she turned around, she flew towards the valley like a fluttering butterfly.

At that moment, all the Japanese soldiers seemed to see a white cloud, rising under her feet, and then disappearing in the misty clouds at the bottom of the valley.

Ono was rewarded by the Kwantung Army Command for completely annihilating a small unit of the Bloody Hand Regiment, and although he lost nearly a thousand soldiers, he was also promoted to the rank of military officer.

After Ono finished speaking in one breath, his spirit was obviously weak, and he gasped heavily, Tang Qiuli heard Ono's description, he seemed to be in the battle that day, the moment his lover jumped into it, it was poignant and decisive, his heart was torn and painful, tears couldn't stop falling, even the cold wind couldn't freeze.

Shanhu had already taken his subordinates to arrest the traitor, this is a middle-aged man in his forties, called Cui Erjiaozi, is the maintenance chairman of Taipingling Town, holding the thick legs of the Japanese, usually harming the common people, his yellowish eyes have been burned with alcohol, he looked at everyone in disbelief, his eyes were full of cunning and greed, obviously he didn't understand what was going on, why did he get him here?

Tang Qiuli looked at him as if he was looking at a corpse, and the gaze that was colder than the cold made Cui Er's heart suddenly tighten, and a fear that developed in his heart made him shudder.

"I, the commander of the Bloody Hand Regiment, Bloody Hand Qiuli, because you, Cui Er's crutch, my wife, and the unborn child, jumped off the cliff, and you killed them", Tang Qiuli's words were bloodshot, and they pierced everyone's hearts like a golden stone.

When Cui Er's crutch heard it, it was over, and he forced other people's wives and children to death, which is easy for ordinary people to say, but this is the head of the imperial army to the point of bleeding, and the bloody hand group is in charge, he "poofed" and knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and he didn't know what he was shouting in his mouth, anyway, he was begging for mercy.

Tang Qiuli smiled miserably, what if I killed you, my wife and my children, can they come back? However, you must die, just because you are a hardcore traitor, helping the Japanese devils to scourge the Chinese, the blade gently cut through his arteries, a stream of dirty blood, dirty land.

Tang Qiu was at a loss, without the ease and happiness of the enemy, he couldn't get back his wife and children, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that Xiao Ling's leap had no trace to look for, leaving him with endless thoughts and sorrows, making his heart numb with pain.

All the devils were disposed of, and Tang Qiuli neatly placed all the corpses of the devils that could be collected on the snowy field outside the town, and arranged them into a line of Japanese characters "Those who invade our country will inevitably end up, and the bloody hands will leave in autumn"

More than 2,000 frozen corpses of devils were magnificently placed in a large open space outside the town, and the heads of Ono and the Cui Erchup were put in the forefront, Tang Qiuli really couldn't think of any way to express his hatred for all the devils in Ono's brigade, these murderers who killed his wife, children and comrades-in-arms were there, and it was impossible to deal with them too much.

The troops were ordered to withdraw to the base, and he and Shanhu took 30 guards and hurried overnight, braved the wind and snow, and returned to Tangjiawopu on the 28th day of the lunar month.

Standing on the hill west of Tunzi, looking at the hometown of the wind and snow in the distance, the faint dim light, I don't know if I can have the opportunity to return to my hometown, no matter what, I have to say goodbye to my parents, he has not been at home for more than three years.

Tang Qiuli suddenly came home, making his parents overjoyed, looking at their son, who had grown tall and matured, his father just rubbed his hands happily, but his mother left tears, and then he was busy taking out the New Year's goods to entertain these young people.

There is no big change in the situation in Tunzi, but the days are much more difficult than before the little devil came, donate this today, donate that tomorrow, the villagers can't stand the toss, my father became the maintenance president of Tunzi, and use this little identity to try to protect the villagers from the scourge of devils and traitors.

In view of his father's prestige in Shili Eight Villages, and the reputation of the Tang family in this area, those traitors were very scruples, but also made the villagers suffer a lot less.

Speaking of these, my father was quite pleased, and with the reputation of a traitor, it was also worth it, my father's broad mind and personality charm made Tang Qiuli admire him all his life.

Tang Qiu told his father that in front of outsiders, he must not reveal his identity, so he said that he was doing business outside, and those partners who went up the mountain with him had concealed their identities from outsiders, and he did not hide the fact that he was going to lead the troops into the customs from his parents, but his father was very supportive of him, and his mother thought that his son was gone, and he didn't know what year and month he would be able to meet again, and he couldn't help but shed tears again.

After eating, the mother asked about Xiaoling's situation, Tang Qiuli shed tears and told the matter, the mother was sad, looking at her son who was less than twenty years old, the mottled white hair, the mother's heart, the painful blood, she understood the pain in her son's heart.

Lying in his mother's arms, Tang Qiuli cried loudly, venting all the pain and sorrow that had accumulated in his heart for many days, the mother held her son's head and gently stroked his hair, just like when she was a child, although her son was already taller than her, although her son was full of gorgeous hair, stabbing her heart.

After Tang Qiuli cried, he felt much more comfortable, at this time, his father was dressed in snowflakes and walked in, he was not at ease, he went to go around the tunzi, Tang Qiuli's guards had already set up light and dark sentries everywhere in the tunzi, and he was happy for his son when he saw these alert young people.

When he entered the house and saw the mother and son like this, he asked in surprise, his mother told him what happened, his father was silent, and his dry tobacco pouch squeaked, and after a long time, he said to Tang Qiuli, go to see your Uncle Zhang, and the homes of those partners who went up the mountain with you.

When Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang heard the news, they couldn't believe their ears, looking at the two old men who were stunned by the bad news, Tang Qiuli knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the two old men three times, and then, kneeling on the ground, Aunt Zhang woke up from a coma, tears fell down in strings, but the two old men did not complain or blame Tang Qiuli even a word, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He left five thousand oceans to the two old men, he can only use this way, to alleviate the guilt in his heart, parting, the old man's weakness like a candle in the wind, and the attachment to him, it seems that from him, he can see the shadow of his beloved daughter, so that his heart, stinging blood, he turned around and knelt down, "Father, mother, I am sorry for your second elder, from now on, I will be your son"

Tang Qiuli was almost helped out by the mountain tiger, he didn't dare to look back, for fear of seeing the tearful gaze of the second elder, this gaze, followed him all over the thousands of rivers and mountains.

He and Shanhu went to the homes of the partners who went up the mountain together, and there were fifty-four people who went up the mountain with him, and three people died on the battlefield, including the home of Wang Shuangzhu, who died for the safety of the entire army in the Battle of Andong, and he left 5,000 pieces of ocean to the home of each fallen partner, which was the only way he could express his feelings.

I hope that this money can alleviate the grief of parents due to the loss of their son, improve the lives of their families, and then, leave 3,000 oceans to each partner's family, my partners, bloody killing the enemy on the battlefield, your family, should not live a poor life.

After spending the Spring Festival at home, on the third day of the first lunar month, they embarked on a journey back to the base, and when they left, he left 200,000 yuan of ocean for his father to help the families of his partners and the villagers in difficulty.

These parents who are worried about their children have sent one trip after another, and Tang Qiuli's heart clearly remembers that they told every partner about their parents' care, and a few climbing plows were filled with the intimate clothes that their parents brought to them, stitches and threads, full of mother's deep love for her sons who were about to travel far away.

Standing on the high hillside, Tang Qiu looked back for the last time, the village covered with snow, farewell, my hometown, turned around, and resolutely went away.

(To be continued)

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