Feng Yuheng returned and brought Xuan Tianming the news that his seventh brother was seriously injured and unconscious, and Xuan Tianming also told her the news of the death of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao.
Feng Yuheng thought, this is really a sad battle, so many people lost their lives in this battle, so many vivid faces will never be seen again. When will humans be able to completely get rid of the threat of war?
Xuan Tianming said, "I cremated the bodies of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao and kept the ashes. I remember you once said that in your place, people are cremated after death, and then the ashes are buried in the ground, which is also considered to be a peaceful rest. They are from Qianzhou, but now we are in Zongsui and cannot transport the bodies back quickly, so we used the cremation method you mentioned and kept the ashes. After we finish this battle, we will send them back to Qianzhou and choose a Feng Shui treasure land to bury them properly!"
Feng Yuheng nodded and wiped away two tears from her eyes. "After defeating Zong Sui, I will go to Qianzhou in person to bury Feng Zhaolian." She looked up at Xuan Tianming and said, "Although I always bully that guy on weekdays, I really regard him as a friend in my heart. Xuan Tianming, we still have 100,000 soldiers and horses he gave us in our army. Feng Zhaolian didn't owe us anything. On the contrary, he has done us a favor. Now that he is gone, I can't just ignore the ashes he left behind."
"I know." Xuan Tianming agreed with her. "After the war is over, I will go with you to Qianzhou to bury Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao. Qianzhou also has a well-preserved royal cemetery. Let's send him back to his parents! He will be happy."
Feng Zhaolian's death made Feng Yuheng depressed again. She couldn't even accept it. She could always recall Feng Zhaolian's face, which was so beautiful that even the moon would be eclipsed by it. She could always think of the first time she saw him, when he was shoveling ice on the lake with a hoe. But in the blink of an eye, he died, so quickly that she didn't even have time to look at him again. She regretted it a little. If she had known that Feng Zhaolian was going to seek revenge on Duanmu Anguo, she would have given Feng Zhaolian a gun, thinking that at least the idiot could save his life. If she had known that the man was so stupid that a gun in his hand would be useless, she should have given him an arsenal.
Duanmu Anguo! Feng Yuheng gritted his teeth again and again. Sooner or later, you will fall into my hands. I will not kill you immediately. I will make you suffer the same suffering that Feng Zhaolian once suffered, so that you can experience what is the most hell on earth.
The morning Feng Yuheng came back, she first went to see the ashes of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao. Then, Qian Li led people to clear the city, and she followed Xuan Tianming to check outside the three city gates. Duanmu Anguo actually made a landmine, which surprised Feng Yuheng. Of course, she absolutely did not believe that Duanmu Anguo was from the future like her, and she did not believe that Duanmu Anguo also had a space with things from the future, so she was very curious about the origin of those landmines.
Outside the three city gates, the minefields were not detonated and were heavily guarded. No one was allowed to take a step forward. Of course, no one dared to take a step forward, including Xuan Tianming, who did not dare to touch the three pieces of land easily, for fear of triggering thunder and taking the lives of so many soldiers in the city.
But Feng Yuheng is an exception. She is an expert in using thunder. If there is anyone in the world who dares to touch that minefield, it must be her.
She followed Xuan Tianming out of the north gate and stood carefully at the edge of the defense line for a while. No one disturbed her, and everyone stood quietly, watching Feng Yuheng carefully examine the minefield.
Finally, Feng Yuheng took action. She squatted down and slowly stretched her hand toward the land in front of her. Her movements were careful but also very neat, as if she was performing surgery with a scalpel. Once she saw the right spot, she would not hesitate and cut immediately.
Soon, Feng Yuheng dug out a mine from the ground. Of course, the mine was not taken out, but the head was exposed. She stopped and looked at it for a while, frowning deeply.
It was actually Japanese goods, very old-fashioned, and should have been made during the Anti-Japanese War. But how could something from that era appear in Dashun? The mine looked very new, and it didn't look like it had been around for too many years. She estimated that it should be less than ten years old, so the mine's power would not have decreased. Although it was not as powerful as the ones she used for the Shenjiying, it was still too lethal to people and buildings of that era.
"There is another thing here." Seeing that she seemed to have reached a conclusion, Xuan Tianming took out a book from his arms, "This was searched from the last place where Duanmu Anguo lived. There seems to be something written on it, but no one can understand it. It's like a ghost painting." He opened the book while speaking, and whispered: "Although the book is strange, I have seen similar things in your space. But this is even more wrong. How could Duanmu Anguo have something similar to your space? And this thunder, didn't you say that in this world, except you, no one else can get this thing?"
Feng Yuheng couldn't answer this question, and she was also wondering. The notebook that Xuan Tianming handed over also amazed her, because it was an old-fashioned notebook with a plastic cover and white paper with horizontal stripes inside. It was also a later product, also from the 1940s.
She opened the book and saw at a glance that the text on it was written in Japanese. No wonder Xuan Tianming said it was just ghost writing. Simplified Chinese characters could still be slightly recognized, but Japanese, to people of this era, was really no different from ghost writing.
But she could understand it. When she was a teenager, she had the opportunity to do clinical practice in Japan for two years. During those two years, her Japanese improved by leaps and bounds, and she eventually reached a point where she had no problems communicating with the Japanese at all.
She picked up the book and quickly understood what was written on it. It turned out that the owner of the book was an officer of the Japanese invaders. He led his men to conduct a sweep in the northeast region and was forced into a forest by the guerrillas. In order to save their lives, they hid in a cave. Unexpectedly, the cave was very deep. They walked in it, farther and farther, and gradually, they didn't know how long they had walked or where they had walked. Later, after turning a corner, they seemed to be in a trance. When they woke up, they looked back and could not see the way they came.
Everything happened so suddenly and so strangely, as if they had never walked the road behind. An entire stone wall blocked the way in all directions, cutting off all life.
The Japanese troops were almost driven crazy by this situation. No one knew what happened. Why was the road gone? They were clearly walking just a second ago, but something changed behind them, catching them off guard.
They began to doubt, doubt everything that was happening, doubt where they came from and where they were going, and doubt whether they were real people.
They carried food with them and held out for a week. Later, some cried, some went crazy, some hit their heads against the wall, and some could not stand the torture and committed suicide. The officer who wrote the diary was the last person to survive. He wrote in his diary: Perhaps this is the price to pay for invading other countries! The Great Japanese Empire will eventually perish because of this, and we are just one step ahead. I am not afraid of death, but I don’t know where we are and what is going on.
The diary ended here. Feng Yuheng understood that the Japanese army must have mistakenly entered a time and space node and traveled through time and space during their journey. They had been locked in the cave, but they didn't know that they had come to this era. Duanmu Anguo came to the cave by chance after their death and got the weapons they left behind.
However, there were too many weapons. With so many mines, the Japanese army must have carried them in boxes, right? She imagined the scene at that time. A team of Japanese soldiers carried a large number of mines into the Northeast, and they must have had some purpose, to blow up a place. Unfortunately, they encountered guerrillas before the plan could be implemented. In the end, they were forced into the mountains, into a cave, and then accidentally broke into another time and space.
"It's really retribution!" Feng Yuheng snorted coldly. This is the retribution for invading China. I hope that as the officer said, the Great Japanese Empire will eventually perish because of this. And she, no matter what time and space, will cheer for the arrival of that day.
"What retribution are you talking about?" Xuan Tianming heard her words, but he didn't understand. He asked Feng Yuheng: "What does the book say?"
Feng Yuheng told him: "It is a record of the people who left the mines. Those people were trapped and died in a cave. Duanmu Anguo accidentally discovered it and got these weapons." She waved her hand, "The appearance of these people and weapons was an accident. There will be no more in the future. Don't worry. These three minefields must be detonated and must not be left. In addition, all the firearms seized from Duanmu Anguo's personal soldiers should be collected and destroyed in a centralized manner. We don't need those things. The weapons I provide to the Shenji Camp are countless times better than those things. Those things are just scraps of copper and iron to me, but Duanmu Anguo treats them as treasures!"
With Feng Yuheng by his side, Xuan Tianming felt more confident when facing things like thunder and guns. He was no longer at a loss, no longer guessing, and felt more at ease when detonating them.
So, on that afternoon, the entire Tongcheng was cleared out, and even the Dashun soldiers were all evacuated, retreating far away to a distance of twenty miles.
Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming stayed with the soldiers of the sharpshooting group. He Gan divided them into three groups and sent them to the south, north and east of Tongcheng respectively. Then they retreated outside the five-mile defense line and stopped at the farthest range of their guns. At the command of the person in charge of each team, bullets were fired at the same time, detonating all three minefields.
Thunder roared, the earth rumbled, and the entire continent trembled. The explosion was heard clearly even by the people in Jiancheng. They all patted their chests and were glad that they had escaped. Otherwise, with such a huge explosion, there would be no chance of survival.
Tongcheng was bombed and the entire city was in ruins. The Dashun Army re-entered the city the day after the bombing and began the thorough reconstruction of Tongcheng.
At that time, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng were standing in the operating room of the pharmacy space, looking at Xuan Tianhua who was sleeping with his eyes closed...
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