Chapter 70: The Japanese Captured
Nie Cairong had already untied the white silk on her chest, let her hair down, and restored her female body.
The army is good, but you have to pretend to be a man. It's troublesome. Nie Cairong often looks at her chest and thinks in her heart: Is it because I have been tied up for too long that it doesn't grow anymore?
This is a depressing thing, especially for girls who love beauty. Therefore, as soon as Nie Cairong left the barracks, she changed her military uniform into women's clothes.
I wonder if Brother Wei will like me when he sees me like this. Thinking about it, Nie Cairong thought of Wei Jichen again for some reason.
Two red clouds floated on her face involuntarily, pink and tender and very cute.
At least, that's what Song Tianyeren thought. He suddenly jumped out of the grass on the side of the road, and then stared at Nie Cairong who was distracted, forgetting his robbery.
"Stop!" Song Tianyeren was the first to react, and then hurriedly took out his gun and pointed it at Nie Cairong on the horse.
"If you want to pass through here, you have to pay for the passage." Matsuda Noto finally finished speaking in one breath. As a famous merchant in Osaka, being proficient in several languages is a prerequisite for making a fortune.
However, he was unlucky. When he thought that the price of raw silk would increase and used all his property to buy raw silk, the price of raw silk fell. Therefore, Matsuda Noto lost so much that he even mortgaged his wife to others.
In the end, he had to respond to the emperor's call and joined the army as a small soldier.
Being a soldier is not easy. Whenever he sees bloody things, he will feel dizzy, not to mention killing people.
Nie Cairong, who was sitting on the horse, was interrupted by someone and felt annoyed. When she raised her head and saw Matsuda Noto, her expression changed from annoyance to excitement.
"Are you Japanese?" Nie Cairong asked uncertainly, because Matsuda Noto had been running for many days and had been in tatters. His clothes were in pieces.
"Yes, stupid Chinese woman, look carefully, I am a warrior of the Great Japanese Empire, hand over all the edible things on you, otherwise, hehe." Matsuda Noto said here, he couldn't help but straighten his chest, raised his hands, and showed his muscles.
In his opinion, after he did this, the Chinese woman on the opposite side would be scared and scream loudly, and obediently hand over everything with both hands.
"Ah!" Nie Cairong really screamed, not screaming, but excited shouting.
It seems that I am too lucky, I encountered military exploits as soon as I went out.
Nie Cairong saw that the other party's gun was always pointing at her, and she couldn't help pretending to be afraid and said: "This sir, I am just a weak woman, I don't have much money on me, and I only have some dry food in my pocket."
"Have dry food? Hurry, take it out." Matsuda Noto's eyes lit up, swallowed deeply, and hurriedly urged.
Nie Cairong pretended to be pitiful, slowly put her hand into her pocket, then touched the pistol, and said charmingly: "Sir, can you leave some for me?"
"Leave some for you? As long as you stay with me for one night, I will leave most of it for you." Nie Cairong's appearance made Song Tianyeren lose his mind for a while, and he said without thinking.
Nie Cairong was even more annoyed, slowly pulled out the pistol, and then quickly raised the gun and aimed.
With a snap.
Before Song Tianyeren understood what was going on, he felt a pain in his hand, and he was shot in the wrist, and the rifle in his hand fell to the ground.
Ah, Song Tianyeren only reacted then, holding his wrist and screaming.
"Accompany you, do you want me to accompany you every day in the future." Nie Cairong snorted coldly, sitting on the horse and squinting her eyes and asked.
"Spare me, spare me! Auntie!" Matsuda Noto was not a Japanese with a backbone. When he saw Nie Cairong pointing the gun at him, he burst into tears and kowtowed quickly on the snow.
Nie Cairong's eyes turned. There was nothing to brag about in killing a Japanese. If I captured a Japanese, I would go back to the army and see if Brother Wei dared to look down on me.
Although Nie Cairong was kind-hearted, her family education taught her that she should treat her relatives as warmly as the spring breeze and treat her enemies as coldly as the cold wind.
"What mouth did you use to say that just now? Beat me until I am satisfied." Nie Cairong said coldly.
Matsuda Noto secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could keep his life, he could escape.
"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" Matsuda Noto said "I deserve to die" every time he slapped himself. He didn't dare to stop until Nie Cairong called for him to stop.
Song Tianye kept slapping himself until his mouth was swollen, he spat out blood, two teeth fell out, and he even began to have trouble speaking.
"Little girl, when I, Song Tianye, find an opportunity, you will regret it." Song Tianye secretly cursed in his heart.
"Okay, that's enough, bandage your wound yourself." Nie Cairong said with a cold face. She was not afraid of Song Tianye playing tricks at all. Nie Cairong was very confident in her gun skills.
After bandaging the wound, Song Tianye looked at Nie Cairong with a flattering face and said, "Auntie, what do you want?"
Nie Cairong took out two ropes from the horse's back, threw a short one to Song Tianye and asked him to tie his hands, and Nie Cairong tied a long one into a slipknot and made a noose.
Then he asked Song Tianye to put it around his neck and held the end of the rope himself.
Now, as long as Nie Cairong felt uncomfortable, she only needed to pull the rope lightly, and Song Tianye would be unable to breathe.
Songtian Savage regretted this time, regretting that he was too short-sighted and provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. This was not a lady at all, but a demon without horns.
One horse, two people, one sitting on the horse, the other running desperately on the snow, stepping on the snow and moving quickly towards Xiuyan City.
"General Ma, it's getting late, there is a small town ahead, why don't we camp here and rest, and then go tomorrow?" Wei Jichen raised the whip in his hand and pointed to the town ahead.
He and Ma Jinxu had marched for three consecutive days, and there were only two days left to Xiuyan City.
Ma Jinxu nodded and glanced at the exhausted soldiers behind him. Although it was still some time before dark, it would take time to make a fire, cook, and set up camp.
The two naturally would not lead the army into the town, otherwise it would add many accidents.
Seeing that the two generals had reached a consensus, the messenger immediately turned around and ordered to set up camp. When the more than 2,000 soldiers heard this, they changed their previous state of hurrying and silence, and all began to work happily.
Wei Jichen looked around and saw that there was no one he could intervene in. After ordering that they should not enter the town to cause trouble, he himself and several personal soldiers leisurely entered the town slowly.
This is a typical small town in the northeast. It is estimated that because of the Sino-Japanese War, many refugees ran to this town, making the whole town seem a little chaotic, with people coming and going.
However, when the people saw Wei Jichen and other military masters swaggering in, they all lowered their heads and hurried away, as if they were afraid of encountering the plague god.
Wei Jichen frowned secretly. From the attitude of the people here, it can be seen that they are more in awe of the soldiers than grateful.
Nie Cairong sat at a table by the window on the second floor, absent-mindedly putting a bite of food into her mouth from time to time.
"Why hasn't it arrived yet! It should be here by now." Nie Cairong had already changed into men's clothes. She estimated that Wei Jichen's army should arrive here today, and then she could go up and join Wei Jichen.
But it was almost dark, and there was no news of the army's arrival.
"Master!"
A flattering voice came from the side, interrupting Nie Cairong's thoughts.
Nie Cairong turned around and glared at the Songtian wild man squatting on the ground.
Songtian wild man looked really miserable at this time. There was still a rope around his neck, and there was no clean place on his body.
Nie Cairong frowned and said unhappily: "Squat away from me, I can smell the smell on your body."
Nie Cairong was of course afraid that Songtian would escape while taking a bath, so she couldn't do much about the stench of Songtian.
Every night before going to bed, Nie Cairong would tie up Songtian wild man tightly, and with the rope in her hand, she would wake her up as long as Songtian made a slight movement.
Matsuda Yaman stepped back in fear. Nie Cairong took a piece of meat from the bowl and threw it on the ground next to him. Matsuda Yaman quickly climbed up and ate it all up in a short time, then looked at Nie Cairong pitifully.
The guests eating in the restaurant next to him were all secretly surprised and pointed at him.
Nie Cairong did not change her expression. In the past two days, she found that this Japanese had a serious tendency to be masochistic. The more she punched and kicked him, scolded and abused him, the more obedient and well-behaved he became.
If Matsuda Yaman knew what Nie Cairong was thinking, he would definitely hit his head against the wall and die. Nonsense, after being punched and kicked, how could he not be honest? If he was not honest again, he might die.
"You are more well-behaved today, so I will reward you with another piece of meat." Nie Cairong picked out a piece of bone from the bowl and threw it in front of Matsuda Yaman.
Dignity, samurai spirit, the Great Japanese Empire, the Emperor, are all floating clouds for Matsuda Noto now. How to get away from Nie Cairong is what he wants to do most.
After a few days of living a life worse than death, Matsuda Noto regretted his coming to China. Of course, he regretted meeting Nie Cairong the most.
"Brother, you are too much. Even if he is your slave, you shouldn't treat him like this." In the small store, a diner finally couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said this.
Suddenly, there were bursts of accusations in the store.
"Yes, at such a young age, how can you be so vicious!"
"That's right, after all, he is a human being. What crime did he commit?"
Nie Cairong took a bite of the dish calmly. She had heard this situation many times.
"He is the Japanese I caught!" Nie Cairong said lightly.
Japanese!
The diners who were scolding Nie Cairong just now stopped talking at once, and then a bigger burst of gnashing teeth and scolding broke out.
"So it's the Japanese. They really deserve to be cut into pieces."
"That's right. I heard that after the Japanese occupied Lushun, they killed people in the city for two consecutive days. Now the city is empty and blood is flowing. All our innocent people have been killed."
"That's right. That's not all. The Japanese have committed many crimes. Even if we talk about them all night, we can't finish them."
"Kill him, kill him."
The diners in the restaurant surrounded him, punching and kicking Matsuda Yaman, glaring at each other, wishing to eat his flesh and blood.
The Japanese committed numerous crimes in the Northeast, so it's no wonder that Matsuda Yaman would arouse public anger.
Nie Cairong snorted heavily and said, "Okay, okay, I still have to hand him over to the government."
Everyone vented for a while, then stopped and began to praise Nie Cairong.
"What a young hero. At such a young age, he was able to capture the Japanese alive."
"Indeed, this little brother is handsome and has outstanding abilities. If I had a daughter, I would have married him long ago."
Nie Cairong narrowed his big eyes and looked like he was enjoying it.
The Matsuda native was lying in the corner, not daring to move at all. As soon as he heard someone coming out to express sympathy, he knew something was going to happen.
Sure enough, God, who can rescue me from this woman? I, a Songtan native, am willing to do whatever it takes to save me.