Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

After Jiang Jiyun came back, he followed his brother to release the last Japanese truck in the space.

The appearance of these trucks made Lin Mancang overjoyed. With the transportation of trucks, his soldiers could save energy. Even when charging on the battlefield, they did not have to worry about the problem of physical exhaustion too quickly.

Jiang Wenming and others hurried forward to help, and carried the food that Jiang Jiyun released from the space to the car one by one.

They knew that once the battle started, the soldiers would probably not have time to fill their stomachs, so they simply let the soldiers fill their stomachs while they were on the road.

After leaving behind two battalions, Brigade Commander Lin led the rest of the troops without hesitation and rushed towards Ping County.

The troops of the 358th Brigade stationed in a city near Pingxian County also gathered there after receiving orders, preparing to resist the Japanese attack.

After watching the team leave, Jiang Wenming asked his niece next to him, "Why are there so many cornmeal buns this time?"

"It must be the money saved from what we did every time, uncle. We did it several times!" Qi Feng said in confusion.

While traveling these days, they have been making steamed buns in the space, and they can't even remember how many steamed buns they have made.

In addition, whenever she had time, the little girl would prepare food. They only knew that there was endless rice and steamed buns in the space, but this time it was almost all cleared out at once, and a lot of food was also taken away.

Not far away, several Taoist priests started preparing various props after dinner.

Jiang Jiyun enthusiastically followed her brothers to dig trenches. She was full of energy and dug hard with one shovel at a time.

Her technique didn't seem very proficient and she was a bit short, so a lot of the soil she dug splashed onto the people next to her.

"Xiao Yun, look at the soil you dug, it's almost buried us! Why don't you go to the Taoist priest to help." Zhao Huashan finally couldn't help but speak, shaking off the dirt on his body as he spoke.

Jiang Jiyun was working hard when he suddenly heard what Brother Zhao said. He looked up at Zhao Huashan with some confusion.

When she saw that Brother Zhao's head and body were covered with mud, she couldn't help but find it a little funny.

She realized that her behavior had caused trouble to others, so she consciously moved to the right, wanting to stay away from Zhao Huashan.

At this moment, Jiang Jiyuan on her right suddenly stretched out his toes and gently kicked her butt.

Although the kick was not heavy, it made Jiang Jiyun lose his balance and fall directly to the ground.

"Pah, pah, pah..." Jiang Jiyun spat out some dirt from her mouth. She got up from the ground in a panic and looked at Jiang Jiyuan with anger. Then she turned to look at her uncle and complained, "Uncle, Jiang Jiyuan bullied me!"

Jiang Wenming crouched down, poked his head out from beside Ma Chao, and his eyes fell on the child sitting in the trench.

He checked the watch on his wrist, estimated the time, and then said to Ma Chao, "It's getting late now. I'll go back and get everyone something hot to eat."

After Jiang Wenming finished speaking, he handed the shovel in his hand to the person above the trench, and then strode towards the child.

The child was sitting on the ground and playing tricks. A small military shovel was placed at her feet. The hat on her head and her body were dirty, and she looked like a little mud monkey.

Without saying a word, Jiang Wenming stepped forward and picked up the child, just like picking up a chicken.

The child was startled by this sudden action and screamed "Wow".

Jiang Wenming didn't care about that. He carried the dirty child and left the trench without looking back. As he walked, he said, "Let's go back and help make some food. Captain Lu and his men only have dry food. Let's make some soup. It will warm everyone up."

Jiang Jiyun, who was struggling to go back and get his revenge, stopped struggling when he heard that he had to go back and prepare hot soup for everyone.

They had just taken a few steps when the other people in the trench burst into laughter. The laughter was like a gust of wind, passing through the trench and straight into Jiang Jiyun's ears.

Jiang Jiyun looked back puzzledly at the people in the trenches who were laughing so hard that they were rolling on the ground. He couldn't help but wonder, "Uncle, are they laughing at me?"

Jiang Wenming looked down at his little niece in his arms. She looked innocent and seemed completely unaware of how ridiculous her behavior was.

Jiang Wenming shook his head helplessly and said insincerely, "No, they are so happy because they will soon catch all the Japanese chasing them. And they are sure to win every battle in the future."

When Jiang Jiyun heard his uncle's words, his emotions were immediately aroused.

She was so excited that her face flushed red, and her little feet kept tiptoeing on the ground, as if she wanted to jump up to celebrate so that there would be no more Onmyoji chasing after her.

But no matter how hard she tried, her feet could not touch the ground.

"Uncle, how come you have grown so tall in the past two years!" Jiang Jiyun looked at his uncle's long legs with envy.

Jiang Wenming looked at her short legs and said, "Your uncle was 1.7 meters tall back then, but now he's almost 1.84 meters tall. It seems like you haven't grown much in the past two years!"

Jiang Jiyun waved her hands and said, "How is that possible? I knew your knees were a little higher before, but now they're at your waist. I've grown much taller than you in the past two years."

Jiang Wenming looked at her short legs, shook his head helplessly, and sighed in his heart.

After bringing her back to the camp, the uncle and nephew first brushed off the dust on their bodies, then washed their hands, and then joined Peng Yongyan and the others in chopping bones, washing vegetables and stewing soup.

After dinner, Jiang Jiyun was sitting on her little stool watching her brothers wash their lunch boxes.

Suddenly, her heart seemed to be hit by something and started beating violently. She covered her heart with her hand and stood up suddenly, staring into the distance, her face turning pale.

"Brother, they are coming!" Jiang Jiyun's voice trembled a little, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Hearing his sister's shout, Jiang Jiyuan and others who were washing lunch boxes stopped and looked in the direction she pointed in astonishment.

The Taoist priests who were originally resting nearby also quickly stood up. Their expressions were solemn, and they obviously realized that their battle had begun.

Taoist Priest Xuzhou said with a serious expression, "Xiaoyun, come with us. It's really not easy for them to track you here. Only you can lead them into the trap we set."

Jiang Wenming picked up the gun on the ground and walked a few steps forward to Jiang Jiyun. "I'll go with her. I'll run faster if I carry her on my back."

Jiang Jiyuan looked at his uncle and sister and said, "Be careful. If there is any danger, go in and don't worry about anything else."

Peng Yongyan also ran after them. Xiao Wei and Xiao Tian were left behind. They could only watch them leave with concern.