Ma Linghua put on her clothes, found a place to squat down, and looked extremely relaxed.
"Lotus, kill them! We'll leave after we're done."
Ma Linghua called out to her daughter, Ma Hehua.
Her voice was filled with tenderness. Ma Hehua had never heard her mother speak so gently before. This gentleness seemed to have a magical power, instantly igniting the fighting spirit in her heart.
Her eyes turned even more crimson, like flames ignited by war.
"Kill, kill, kill..." she kept shouting, swinging her weapon even more fiercely, as if she wanted to wipe out all the enemies.
Looking at Hehua, who had descended into a frenzied killing spree, Ma Linghua felt a pang of anxiety. "It's over, this is getting even crazier."
However, at that moment, she suddenly felt as if she had forgotten something important.
She frowned, trying to search through her chaotic thoughts.
Watching Hehua fight her way through the Japanese invaders on the battlefield, her valiant figure filled her with both pride and worry.
Suddenly, she slapped her forehead. "Oh dear, what did I forget? Where's my eldest daughter?"
The moment that thought crossed her mind, her heart clenched.
Amidst the chaos of the war, she began to look around. Smoke filled the air, and the sounds of shouting and gunfire mingled together, making it difficult for her to discern directions.
Her heart was pounding, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"My dear granddaughter, please don't let anything happen to you! If anything happens to you, I'm not leaving this place... no, I mean, no one in the Ma family should live either." She prayed silently in her heart.
The men of the Li family: "…………………………"
Pear blossoms must not go out.
While anxiously searching for her eldest daughter, Ma Linghua also kept an eye on Hehua's movements.
Her eyes scanned the battlefield frantically, each similar figure sending a shiver down her spine.
Suddenly, she spotted Ma Lihua, who was unharmed at the foot of the city wall, and breathed a sigh of relief.
On the battlefield, smoke filled the air and flames raged.
Ma Linghua's resolute figure, like a bolt of lightning, cleaved through the chaos.
Her liberation shoes stomped hard on the ground, as if containing endless power. With that heavy stomp, the stone pavement on the ground shattered, and stone chips flew everywhere.
This strength comes not only from her body, but also from her deep concern for her loved ones and her determination to protect them.
Without hesitation, she leaped up, her movements nimble and agile, like a fierce cheetah, instantly overcoming numerous obstacles and landing directly beneath the city gate.
He went to Ma Lihua's side and touched her body to check her temperature. Thankfully, she was still warm, and a huge weight was lifted from his heart.
This scene left all the Japanese soldiers present dumbfounded.
They could hardly believe their eyes; this beautiful woman before them was displaying such astonishing power and eeriness.
In their minds, such a scenario was almost unimaginable; they had never encountered such a powerful enemy, one against a hundred.
How can they possibly fight with this thing? And we absolutely must storm the city today.
They were originally full of confidence in capturing the city, but now, the appearance of Ma Linghua has greatly hindered their plans.
They looked at each other, at a loss, and their previously arrogant attitude was suppressed.
However, amidst this chaotic situation, Kameda's eyes lit up.
Unlike the panic of other Japanese soldiers, he saw a special "value" in Ma Linghua.
A wicked idea popped into his head: to capture these women alive and experiment on them.
In his eyes, Ma Linghua and the others were not only enemies, but also "precious samples" for him to realize his crazy experimental plan.
Kameda's eyes revealed a kind of greed and madness. He began to carefully observe Ma Linghua's every move, scheming how to achieve his plan.
He knew that a direct assault might not be a wise choice; Ma Linghua's demonstrated strength forced him to proceed with caution.
So he quietly ordered the soldiers around him not to act rashly and to wait for the right opportunity.
The atmosphere on the battlefield became extremely tense, with Ma Linghua and her granddaughter on one side, and Ma Hehua, the devil who tore apart the Japanese soldiers on the other.
Kameda harbored ulterior motives and was waiting for an opportunity to act.
Although Ma Linghua breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, she also keenly noticed the strange behavior of the Japanese soldiers.
Holding Ma Lihua tightly, he scanned the surrounding Japanese soldiers warily, knowing in his heart that this battle was far from over.
She knew that the Japanese soldiers would not give up the siege easily, and Kameda's strange gaze made her even more uncomfortable.
December 13, 1937, at the end of the Republic of China era.
Ma Hehua regained her senses in the morning. She had killed a full 30,000 Japanese soldiers, thus beginning her path to becoming a demon. From then on, she could stabilize her emotions.
Let's go!
Ma Linghua's desolate voice was particularly abrupt in the silence. Ma Lihua opened her eyes a crack, her mother carrying her on her back.
Ma Hehua gazed at the fallen soldiers, their bodies lying silently on this war-torn land, their once vibrant lives now cold and lifeless.
Her heart was heavy and heavy, and her eyes flickered with indescribable emotions as she softly asked, "Mother, will anyone remember them?"
Her voice carried a hint of etherealness, as if seeking an answer in this silence.
Ma Linghua looked at her, her gaze firm yet profound, and slowly said, "Yes, no one will forget them."
She deeply understood the weight of history. This day was a dark one for Nanjing. Those soldiers defended the city with their lives, and their sacrifice will be forever etched in the annals of history.
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