Divorced woman with child travels through time

"What's wrong?" A warm hand held her tightly.

The woman finally regained some life and pointed to another woman lying face down. Wu Wen quickly helped her up; she was a young girl in her early teens. He turned her over and put his finger to her nose, but she had no breath and her eyes were closed.

Wu Wen shook his head and gently put her down.

The woman, with tears welling in her eyes, slowly closed them, seemingly unwilling to face any of this.

"Don't cry, I'll take you away!" Madam Cheng tried to help her up.

The woman shook her head, opened her eyes again, and hot tears streamed down her face. She waved her hand, indicating that she didn't want to leave. She knew her own body well; the blood beneath her had been flowing for a long time, and the ground was almost dry.

"Sigh~" Madam Cheng sighed and led her people away from the courtyard.

That night, they found a lot of food and figured out that there were only about a hundred Japanese people in the village. They lived like kings of the mountains, killing chickens and sheep and indulging in pleasure. No one cared when a few Japanese died.

In Huian City, at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), Wang Erniu woke up on time. There were no lamps lit in the courtyard, so he climbed the city wall by the moonlight. Wang Xiaoguang, Caiyunren, and the others were already waiting for him there.

"How is it?" Wang Erniu asked, looking at the scattered sparks in the distance that resembled a pack of wolves crouching low.

"They've already laid an ambush."

"Alright, attack as soon as the hour of Yin arrives!"

"Yes!" Everyone answered in unison.

Caiyun and the Jiang brothers led the people down, tied a rope, and, using the darkness in the corner of the wall, slowly lowered them down.

"Be careful, don't alert them!" Caiyun whispered to her companion as she descended.

"understood!"

The soldiers quietly descended the city walls, avoiding firing their guns. They stealthily hid in the shacks on either side of the walls, which were specially set up to facilitate market days for people from both inside and outside the city.

An hour later, the city gates opened wide, and Wang Erjun led his troops out on horseback in a torrent of horses. The sound of their hooves was like thunder, shaking the earth.

"On my command! Charge!" At Wang Erniu's order, thousands of men lit torches and instantly surrounded the Japanese, with shouts of battle rising everywhere.

"Come on!"

"Kill the Japanese!"

"Kill them!"

"Charge! Charge!"

The Japanese were awakened from their sleep to find that without even a sound of alarm, the Song soldiers had already stormed into their tents.

"The general has ordered! Except for those inside the Golden Tent who can speak Chinese, all other Japanese are to be killed!"

"The general has ordered! Except for those inside the Golden Tent who can speak Chinese, all other Japanese are to be killed!"

"The general has ordered! Except for those inside the Golden Tent who can speak Chinese, all other Japanese are to be killed!"

The inspectors, carrying yellow flags, continuously issued orders on the battlefield.

As soon as the first wave of crossbow bolts arrived, more than half of the Japanese sentries at the front were killed or wounded. Then came the cavalry, their swords following the horses, killing the enemy as easily as cutting melons. Many Japanese fell down immediately, their bodies piled up like a river, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with flames soaring into the sky.

The Japanese were stationed on the coast. Huian County is surrounded by water on three sides, and there is an official road in front of it, which is convenient for Annamite people to pass through Huian.

Wei Siyuan and Lü Xiong had been lying in ambush on the official road for a long time. As soon as Wang Erniu sounded the attack drum on the city wall, the two led their troops to directly surround and outflank the enemy.

The Lin brothers did the same, launching a joint attack to encircle and outflank the enemy.

The Japanese were routed at the first blow, scattered like a pile of loose sand, and began to flee in all directions. The chaotic Japanese were like headless flies, with no one caring about their leader.

"Who are you?" Wang Erniu was always the brave and invincible one. To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. Now, holding this young man in the golden tent, he felt something was very strange and couldn't help but ask.

“I am Japanese.” The man mumbled a string of words in Japanese, and the two Japanese women kneeling beside him were dragged out.

"Speak like a human being!" Wang Xiaoguang held a knife to his neck.

The man raised a thin eyebrow, shook his hands, and still uttered a bunch of unintelligible Japanese.

"Hehe!" Wang Erniu laughed. "You're not Japanese, so I'm giving you one last chance. Speak properly."

"General, you are truly wise; you could see right through me." The young man laughed heartily, his appearance changed, his speech became clear, and even his narrow, beady eyes seemed much brighter.

“Although you act very convincingly, you are not Japanese. As for how I know this, you certainly don’t know.” Wang Erniu plopped down on the tatami mat where he was dining. “Who are you? Who sent you?”

"I'm sorry, I can't tell the general this." He spoke softly with a smile, as if chatting with a close friend.

“We have many techniques in our camp, I suppose you’d like to try them all?” Wang Xiaoguang disliked the man’s tone of voice, as if he didn’t care about anything.

"General, kill me if you want. Your things are useless to me. Let me tell you this: I am the same kind of person as you." His calm tone carried a faint sense of death.

Wang Erniu raised an eyebrow at him. "Do you have something on someone's hands?"

"Yes, only if I die can they be safe." He smiled slightly, a smile that was pure and beautiful.

"Are you so sure?" Wang Erniu asked, disbelieving.

"I'm sure." He was confident, as if death would be a good thing for him.

"Do I have a chance to save your family? Can we talk some more?"

"General, there's no need for you to do such a thing. You are a good man. May you rise to great heights and may Heaven bless our Great Song!" As he spoke, the man actually smiled and bowed to him.

What's going on? Wang Xiaoguang scratched his head, somewhat confused.

"Fine, I'll grant your wish!" Wang Erniu said no more, leaving behind a single sentence before turning and leaving the tent. "Kill this man."

The man knelt down and kowtowed heavily, saying, "Thank you so much, General!"

"Clang!" The cleaver flashed like lightning, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Ah~~!" The Japanese woman kneeling outside wailed, "Our leader is dead!" She was speaking in Chinese.

"Interesting. Take this woman back and interrogate her thoroughly!" Wang Erniu sat high on his horse, observing the battlefield.

The camp grew increasingly chaotic, with soldiers chasing after fleeing Japanese soldiers.

"General, quite a few Japanese still managed to escape by boat to the sea."

"You don't need to worry about them, just take care of those on the shore!"

Wang Erniu looked at the sea, where many tiny lights were rising. Those were Jiang's ships, and the people on board were members of the shipping guild. He thought, "Let's see how these Japanese devils escape. They must die here today."

In a corner of the battlefield, Chen Song and several companions were hacking and slashing at the Japanese. He had become somewhat numb from killing. These Japanese were short and stupid. Apart from their fierce-looking faces, they were useless. They were even worse than new recruits. They didn't know how to use their knives and just hacked randomly.

"Clang!" Another Japanese soldier was forced into a corner and charged at them.

Chen Song's captain, Liu Dong, casually blocked him with his knife, and Chen Song instinctively cooperated by plunging the knife into the Japanese man's abdomen, easily taking down another one.