Before leaving, Peng Yue carefully measured the distance between the entrance of the water cellar passage and the skull tower, and according to the number of steps, everyone was now standing in the center of the enemy city. But there were no doors or vents where they were, it was just an ordinary passage in the long river, and the hard cliffs made it clear to everyone that there was no exit to the outside world as they imagined.

"It is conceivable," Peng Yue said, "if there was an exit, the other party would have used him to touch your old camp a long time ago." They have been stationed here for decades, hundreds of years, without realizing it, indicating that there is no passage at all. ”

"It's easy to do, immediately transfer troops to dig up" The third prince made up his mind, he had to make a passage.

"Not to mention whether you can cover up the sound when digging, it's too late in terms of time." Baozi denied the idea of the third prince. He observed from the riverbank full of corpses, and he firmly believed that since Yang Xiu could send someone to give him a letter and guide him into the tunnel, then there must be a way out.

"Set fire," Baozi said lightly

"Put, set on fire?"

"Gather the bones, clothes, and everything that can be burned, burn the cliff walls, burn them for half an hour, and splash them with ice water from the river for half an hour," Baozi affirmed

"What do you mean?" The third prince was stunned, he didn't know what medicine was sold in the bun gourd.

"When Li Bing repaired Dujiangyan, he once encountered a mountain block, the mountain stone was hard, and the adze, chisel, axe and saw were useless, Li Bing had a clever move, and used the method of boiling fire and water to quickly open the gap in the mountain, and the water of the Yinmin River irrigated Sichuan, creating the country of abundance." The history of buns was learned secretly in math class, and the small knowledge strips hidden in the extended reading column of the text actually played a role.

"So what are you waiting for, do it quickly!" The third prince has always been impatient.

Everyone worked together, piled up the flagpoles, wooden sticks, transport truck wreckage and bones scattered along the river, threw a few torches into the cliff, and then the fire was blazing, the stones on the cliff were roasted to a beep, a wave of combustibles was burned, the soldiers used their helmets to take water and splash it on the cliff, with a crunching sound, the stones peeled off like cloud cakes, supplemented by hammer and chisel strikes, only two rounds later, the thin layer of stone was peeled off, and a huge stone wall was exposed in front of everyone.

"According to the location, this should be the foundation of the tower!"

"Good fellow, if you extend it another meter or two to this place during construction, you will be able to dig up the dark river," one of the scouts exclaimed

"This is providence, providence cannot be violated," said another scout.

"Does providence allow us to win or lose?" Baozijiao admired the huge stone wall, "The matter has come to this, we must move forward, go!" ”

Everyone took the torch and took it again, and found that the stones that cast the foundation were unconventional, all of them were half a meter long and seven inches thick cyan square bricks. Among the materials used to make bricks is a dense yellow-white stubble, which is the bones of minced people.

"This is a bone brick to suppress evil spirits," said the third prince, "and this thing was often used in the construction of ancient city walls, and it was used by prisoners or prisoners of war. But this is the first time I've seen such a huge skull tower, I guess, the above-ground part of this tower is full of skeletons, what about the body? Good fellows, the underground part is all made of their bones mixed with dirt. ”

"The hatred of the Han people for the Mongols and the Jin people can be seen at that time." Roland added.

"Alright, just dig here, it looks like the general offensive can begin." Baozi breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone cheered, and the problem that plagued everyone was about to be solved.

"And," said Roland, "let our Mr. Spy play another role." ”

Today's gale is coming as scheduled.

Entering the second half, with an order, a large number of paper kites rose with the wind, and they hung countless immortal soldiers and immortal generals to pounce on the enemy. Kong Dechang stood in front of the tent, lit a salan smoke, looked at the paper kites that flew densely to the ground, and said to the smoke that was swirling but not blown away, "They moved." ”

The smoke seemed to come from another world, it was enchanting and intense, not controlled by the air current, it gathered and dispersed, and finally condensed into a human face, which slowly opened its mouth "Attack from the air..."

"Yes, in the air, thousands of people are on kites"

"You've worked hard"

"Please fulfill your promise and release my wife in the labor camp."

"You're going to get two tickets to get out of the hell."

The fog swished away, as if it had never been.

In the city in the distance, the anti-aircraft artillery suddenly sounded, and the garrison national army troops had already prepared, not many people really ran into the tunnel to avoid the wind, and the dense rain of bullets shot into the sky, and the paper kites were shot and fell one after another. The third prince's air raid army became a flock of wild birds that were culled by hunters.

Indeed, there are people tied to each paper kite, but these people will not move, nor will they cry or laugh, and the belly of the paper paste "they" is full of flammable oil, and with the bullet in, the oil burns, and then a belt of fire is poured into the city from top to bottom, like the long tongue of a terrifying dragon, greedily licking the ground, the hot oil falls to the ground with the fire, the ground becomes a sea of fire, and the sound of wailing is endless.

The fire spread and reddened half of the sky. Kong Dechang was stunned, he didn't expect that the paper kite that flew out to sneak attack was actually hanging a dummy, and the camp tent was also empty, where did the soldiers go? At the same time, he also knew that General Kuroki, who was waiting in ambush outside the canyon, had also received a message from the salan grass smoke that he was about to launch an artillery bombardment on the camp of the third prince. And shelling - means the exposure of artillery.

Kong Dechang hurriedly took out a salan cigarette, and just lit it, one hand grabbed his wrist, it was Song Yu and a few guards, "Uncle Kong, give up." ”

In a sheltered trench dug in advance outside the canyon, the shiny barrels of more than 30 88-mm howitzers slowly rose, and groups of Japanese soldiers in grass-green uniforms were busy loading ammunition.

According to the coordinates provided by Kong Dechang, Heimu commanded the troops to adjust the sighting.

Like a lion unleashing a cage, Kuroki was the first to jump out of the trench and draw his command knife to give the order to fire. The 88-mm howitzers roared in unison, and the shells flew over the mountains and valleys, exploding in the empty camp of the immortal army. Song Yu and the soldiers took Kong Dechang and hid in the trenches prepared in advance. Let the empty camp meet the flying artillery fire.

In Kuroki's eyes, the sound of the explosion was the most beautiful note in the world, and the battle plan he had been planning for a long time was finally handed over today, and he seemed to see the scene of Baozi and the third prince struggling in the sea of fire. At the same time, he also thought about Roland - if it wasn't for the war, he wouldn't allow the woman he liked to be hurt a little, Miko forty years ago, Roland forty years later, young women were involved in the hateful war. And he, none of them were protected.

The expected and the unexpected alternate.

First an artillery observer was hit by an arrow in the neck, then another gunner fell, and then a dense rain of arrows poured down on the artillery position, Kuroki hurriedly organized resistance, but with little success, he thought he was the yellow finch at the top of the food chain, but he didn't know that there was a hunter behind the yellow finches.

A large number of soldiers and horses surrounded and soon occupied the artillery position of Kuroki, and more than 100 devils were quickly wiped out.

The happy mood was replaced by grief and regret in an instant, Kuroki was surrounded by the fairy army, he was alone with the command knife, like in every anti-Japanese movie, the Eighth Route Army surrounded a Japanese officer, the officer did not surrender, his mouth was croaking, and finally he was killed by the number one person in the front.

However, it was actually Kuroki who was kicked away by Peng Yue, who took the lead, and this old anti-Japanese federation hated Japan more than others. Hei Mu, who was lying on the ground, didn't have too many grandiose words, his expression was relaxed, and he looked at Peng Yue with a smile, free and natural. Peng Yue took out a knife and was about to wipe the commander's neck, but was stopped by Baozi and Roland, who arrived later.

Baozi didn't say much, Roland looked at him more, and Kuroki also nodded respectfully to Roland, this was their last exchange. And it was just a glance and a chin exchange, and apart from all kinds of calculations between them, the real feelings were only an artificial sun.