"Ah..." The other sixty-eight people were so scared when they saw Yan Ergou's head fall to the ground that they fell to the ground and couldn't stop shaking.
Feng Zixuan was not at all displeased with Zeng Zhipeng's sudden killing, which showed that he also agreed with Zeng Zhipeng's approach.
"I have always had zero tolerance for traitors. Once I find them, I will eliminate them." Feng Zixuan seemed to be talking about something insignificant, not about a living life.
"Since everyone is here, let's execute the sixty-eight traitors right here! Kill them as a warning to others. If anyone else harbors rebellious thoughts, they will serve as a warning."
After the execution of sixty-eight people, the air was filled with the smell of blood, which also told those who were hoping for luck that they should not take any chances.
It also deeply imprinted the consequences of treason in everyone's hearts.
Let patriots become more patriotic, and those who try to please both sides will no longer dare to waver.
Finally, Zeng Zhipeng suggested that the heads of Yan Ergou and others be sent to the Japanese invaders.
Feng Zixuan fully agrees with this.
Feng Zixuan stood on the city wall, admiring the panic and screams of the Japanese slaves when they received the bloody and terrified eyes falling from the sky.
Bloody human heads were thrown back and forth among the Japanese slaves.
Those who couldn't bear the burden fainted.
Some Japanese slaves were even frightened to death.
The commotion of the Japanese slaves under the city wall made Zeng Zhipeng and others feel very angry.
The depression that had been lingering for days was cleared up.
All the depressed mood disappeared.
Although his only son was still very hungry, he had eliminated the traitors and taught the Japanese a lesson, so he would have no regrets even if he died.
The chaos on the Japanese side is still going on, and Feng Zixuan and others are still worried about food.
Everyone was so worried that they didn't say anything. Some people tightened their belts when they were hungry, or drank water sip after sip, and the feeling of hunger was not so obvious.
At this time, Lu Changji, who had disappeared for several days, walked up to Feng Zixuan.
Feng Zixuan thought he was hungry, or his family was hungry, so he comforted him insincerely: "Changji, we are trying to find a solution. The rations will be available soon. When the rations arrive, I will send them to your house as soon as possible, okay?"
Lu Changji pursed his lips and glanced at Feng Zixuan with disdain.
Feng Zixuan: "..." He knew that he was being disliked.
Everyone in Lu Changgong's family is a tough guy, and even this sickly child cannot be underestimated.
"Uncle Feng, I have food." Lu Changji approached Feng Zixuan and whispered.
uncle?
Feng Zixuan looked pale. He was of the same generation as Lu Changgong, but Lu Changgong was three or four years older. The brat Lu Changji called him uncle.
Feng Zixuan touched his cheek sadly, it felt pretty good!
How can he be that old?
Seeing that he was not in the right state of mind, Lu Changji rolled his eyes speechlessly.
How can Feng Zixuan focus on age?
Lu Changji coughed forcefully a few times, trying to pull Feng Zixuan's mind back from wandering, and whispered again, "I have some food, do you want some?"
Forget it, I won’t call you uncle anymore.
Any further delay will result in loss of life.
"What? Really? Where?" Without the word uncle, Feng Zixuan finally grasped the point.
He excitedly grabbed Lu Changji's hand and asked in surprise.
Zeng Zhipeng and others looked at them curiously, not knowing why Feng Zixuan was so happy.
Lu Changji pretended to look at everyone with embarrassment.
Feng Zixuan immediately understood and dismissed everyone, and finally only the two of them were left. He didn't doubt at all where a ten-year-old child got the food.
"At Lu's house, in a very hidden place in the underground shelter." He was searching in the underground shelter for the few days he disappeared.
Because he remembered that Su Sijin once told him that it would be no problem to live in an underground shelter for ten years.
Although at that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong, he just thought it was safe there.
It wasn't until I heard from my mother that Mingyue Fort and Wan'an Fort were out of food, and supplies from outside could not come in. Without any new food coming in, they were afraid of starving to death.
After Su Sijin left, he was the only man in the family and the pillar of the family. He could starve himself rather than let his mother and sister starve.
So he tried many ways but still couldn't find any food.
It was only when Zheng Jie inadvertently mentioned the underground shelter that he suddenly remembered what Su Sijin had said.
He plunged into the underground shelter, searching along the winding road and crawling in the numerous tunnels.
Hard work pays off. He accidentally got lost and groped around in the pitch-black tunnel. He didn't know what he touched and fell into a deep pit.
He thought he would either die or be crippled, and he was waiting for the excruciating pain, but he waited and waited and felt nothing.
I opened my eyes curiously again, and saw a granary that stretched as far as the eye could see.
He fell on the white rice.
Not only rice, but also black rice, brown rice, corn, sweet potatoes and many other grains can be seen.
When he saw the endless food, he finally understood what Su Sijin meant.
So, he immediately came to tell Feng Zixuan that these foods could save thousands of people, and even if Su Sijin faced this situation, she would not hesitate to give them out to help the villagers.
When Feng Zixuan saw the food, his heart finally settled down.
With so much food, the Japanese can fight as long as they want.
With food, we can support the support team!
At worst, we can at least hold on until Su Sijin and Lu Changgong come back!
On this day, the villagers finally filled their stomachs after being hungry for many days. They had meat, vegetables and white rice, and had a rich meal.
You know, even if they were given silver and meat during the New Year, the suffering villagers would still be willing to spend it all.
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