Divorced woman with child travels through time

"What's going on?" The companions who heard the noise wanted to come over, but were pushed aside by the people in front. Ah Xing and the others blocked the doorway, preventing anyone from coming over.

"Stop looking! Go call the militia over here." Ah Xing pushed aside his companions who wanted to come over and watch, and shouted loudly.

By the dim light of the tinderbox, A-Yue looked at the appalling scene before her. Her heart felt as if it had been struck heavily, and she could hardly breathe. With trembling hands, she gripped the tinderbox and stepped into the room where the stench was overwhelming.

Inside, the walls were haphazardly built with mud and weeds. The small, square house, only a few meters wide, was covered with black, musty-smelling grass. Dozens of women, their bodies covered in dark blue bruises and their hair disheveled, their faces obscured, lay sprawled on the grass. Some were covered in blood and gore. They lay there quietly, without a sound, as if they were dead.

A-Yue covered her mouth with her hand to stop herself from screaming. There was almost no room to hide. She reached out and checked the breath of the woman closest to her. Feeling the faint breath, she breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, the woman was still alive.

She tried a few more, and thankfully, they were all still alive. The commotion seemed to have awakened something, and one of the women opened one eye, looking at her calmly, without a trace of sadness or joy, without a trace of emotion. Her body, covered in bruises, lay there relaxed, with some unknown bodily fluids on it that had dried and scabbed over, but she didn't care, just quietly watching her.

A-Yue wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. She opened her mouth, then finally let out a sigh. Immediately, a raging fire rose in her heart. These beasts, I will make them pay for their crimes in blood!

She turned and went out, closing the door behind her. She asked Ah Xing, "When are the militia members coming?"

"Wait a minute, some brothers said he led a group to chase after some Benshan Lang." Ah Xing was equally furious, his dark face filled with murderous intent. "How is it? Are there any survivors inside?" The hairstyles and appearances of those women clearly indicated they were from the Song Dynasty.

"They should all be alive. In this hot weather, if they were really dead, they would stink. They wouldn't leave them there," A-Yue said in a low voice.

"That's good!" Ah Xing also breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, A-Yue calmed down.

"What should we do about them?" A-Yue looked at the distant sea with a sense of bewilderment. It was shrouded in mist, pitch black, with an aura of overwhelming power. If this happened to her, she probably couldn't accept it either; it was simply unimaginable. Even with her extensive experience, she couldn't help but shudder.

"I don't know either, they should have a way~" Ah Xing was equally confused. Seeing her shivering, he asked with concern, "Are you cold?" He then reached out to take off his coat.

"It's alright, I'm not cold!" A-Yue pressed his hand down, but didn't say the rest of her words. The soldiers were all lightly equipped, and he was only wearing a black robe. How could she let him take it off for her?

"What happened?" Not far away, Wang Erniu, along with several men, covered in blood, dragged over several men who were barely recognizable as human.

"Pah! You little bastard, you're quite good at hiding! Let's see if you can still run away!" Two soldiers dragged the Japanese man over like a dead dog. Wang Erniu got angry when he saw him and kicked him again.

It turned out that Ichiro Benshan had dug a tunnel behind the camp. His real lair was an inconspicuous stone house hidden in the bushes nearly half a mile away from the camp. When Lü Xiong found him, he was sleeping soundly with two women in his arms, guarded by two experts. Lü Xiong led his men over, and they lost two brothers as soon as they arrived.

It was Wang Erniu who heard the commotion and went to help; otherwise, Benshan would have almost escaped. The Japanese are good at swimming, and if he really ran into the water, it might not have been possible to catch him.

"A local militia!" Ah Xing looked at him with a complicated expression. "They're all Song Dynasty women!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Erniu understood without needing any explanation. He angrily rushed to the Japanese men who were tied up and unable to move, and slapped their already unrecognizable faces several times.

The Japanese man remained silent, already unconscious.

Wang Erniu rarely lost his composure like this. He tried his best to control his impulse to kill those Japanese men, constantly telling himself, "They are still useful."

"Ah Yue, I'll trouble you to keep an eye on them for a while. I'll arrange for someone to come and pick them up when it's light."

“Okay!” A-Yue readily agreed, but added, “The militia needs someone to bring some more clothes and medicine; they are very weak…”

"Understood!" Wang Erniu said no more and silently made the arrangements.

Bonfires had been lit on the island, and countless soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield. They carried the slain Japanese soldiers together, piled their severed heads in one place, and arranged the captured Song soldiers who had not been killed together. Many of them had their tongues cut out. When they saw the Song soldiers, they could only shed silent tears. When they saw the Japanese soldiers who had been slain, they showed some anger and hatred in their eyes, but they did not dare to go up and whip the corpses to vent their anger.

Wang Erniu was about to send someone to inform Chen Wenfang, but he was worried that people might not keep their mouths shut and that gossip could be dangerous, so he had to consider the lives of those women.

"Uncle, there's a surprise!" Chu Yi excitedly came to find him.

"What? What's the matter?" Wang Erniu was fond of cleanliness. After making the arrangements, he went to the beach to wash his hands and face. Following his example, the soldiers also took turns washing their hands and faces.

"Uncle Lü said he found several boxes of silver and jewels in the well behind the outhouse in Benshan. We're rich!" Chu Yi was overjoyed.

"That's great!" It was rare to have such good news. "Then I'll trouble you to make a trip to the manor and tell Madam about something, and ask her to make some arrangements." Wang Erniu pulled Chu Yi closer and whispered in his ear.

As Chu Yi listened, his face darkened. "I understand. I'll go right now. I can use a mud horse."

"Good! You've worked hard! Good boy!" Wang Erniu patted his shoulder. This boy is talented, but he's a bit young. Otherwise, he could be promoted more easily. His influence is still too weak. He needs to cultivate them little by little.

"This is an order, and I should obey it. I'm going now!" Chu Yi nimbly slipped away, seemingly unaffected by the battle he had just fought.

On the first day, he brought two people with him. Taking advantage of the fact that the tide had just risen a little, they rode mud horses across the muddy land. There were already people waiting for them on the shore. He mounted the two horses and rode with his companions to the militia headquarters at high speed.

He arrived at the militia headquarters just before the moon disappeared below the horizon.

"Steward Chen!" The old servant at the gate had already opened the door when he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

Chu Yi dismounted amidst his exclamation, responded, and exchanged a few words with the other two, who then quickly headed towards the county government office.

After this forced march, Chu Yi was exhausted and had just handed the reins to the guards stationed at the mansion.

Chen Wenfang ran out with Caiyun.

"Chu Yi is back!"

"Yes, I'm back, godmother!"