The sound of the horn is crisp, and the sedan chair is dazzling, and a team of relatives is walking on the land of the Central Plains. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The two trumpeters in front of them are puffing out their cheeks and blowing suona vigorously, and behind them is a groom wearing a red robe and wearing red flowers and riding on a big horse, his face beaming with joy. Further back, two sturdy men were carrying a trembling sedan chair. The queue for receiving relatives is very long, and the old ladies and young daughters-in-law are holding their mother's wedding things in their hands, obviously this is a local rich family marrying their daughters-in-law.

At this time they were about to pass through an intersection, and not far from the other road that crossed the road was a small high hill with a temple on it.

There are not many people who go to the temple to worship incense, but they are blocked by this team of relatives, people are marrying a bride, naturally no one goes to compete with the team of relatives, and they all avoid watching the team of relatives on the side of the road to walk through with joy.

But among the evasive crowd, some people seemed restless and frequently looked back on the way they had come.

They were dressed like city dwellers, some in suits and some in silk shirts.

Their appearance was so different, in stark contrast to the surrounding Henan countrymen, who could no longer be soiled, that several ordinary people did not look at the people who received their relatives but looked at them curiously.

A little boy with a big nose on his face was looking up at a young man next to him.

He saw that although the man was wearing a top hat, his skin was white and his eyes were watery, and he just felt that he had never seen such a good-looking "uncle".

At this time, he listened to this good-looking "uncle", and suddenly said a word, this little boy was very strange, he had never heard such words, so naturally he did not understand, and the voice was not the same as his uncle's voice.

But before these words could be spoken, a big hand had already pushed down the little boy, and eight or nine people had already rushed out of the crowd of evasive, and then directly crashed into the line of kisses.

The old lady and little daughter-in-law holding the red envelope with the word "happy" were knocked down in an instant, and the dowry covered with the red envelope in her hand was scattered on the ground.

It happened so suddenly, that the people who were caught off guard let out a scream, and the little boy who fell to the ground cried, but there was already a "pop" gunshot.

But it was behind the group that had just rushed into the kissing procession, and more people raised their guns and chased after them.

The team of the people who were knocked down to pick up their relatives knew that there was a mess, and it was not something that their little poor people could manage, and they scattered and fled with a bang.

And the group in front of them was Nagumo Oriko and his men, and the reason why they frequently reviewed at the beginning was very simple, because they found that there was a team in front of them and at the same time found that the pursuers behind were actually closer.

Nagumo Oriko didn't want to rush over, but if she did, it would obviously be discovered by the pursuers.

But she realized that she had misjudged.

If the procession is over, then they will be no different from waiting here for the pursuers to catch them.

After hesitating for a moment, Nagumo Oriko knew that she couldn't wait any longer, and would rather expose the target than rush, so she said, "I can't wait any longer to rush over!" ”

She spoke Japanese, naturally the Chinese next to her could not understand it, and when did the rural people who had little knowledge ever heard Japanese?

"The people in the suit in front are, don't let them go again! Kill a prize twenty oceans! A man shouted, and the soldiers of the national army were already loaded with bullets and rushed forward desperately.

The little boy who had just been pushed to the ground had just gotten up, but he saw a large group of soldiers with guns rushing towards him viciously.

He had never seen it in his short life journey, every day he just went up the tree to catch birds, went down to the river to fish, and played with mud, and he forgot to avoid it at that time, and the whole person was stupid there.

At the moment when he was about to be knocked down again, a young woman dressed as a tomboy who was running at the front had already leaned over and picked him up.

The young woman's speed was slow, but the people chasing behind also knew that they were in an emergency to avoid their own people, and hurriedly rushed diagonally.

This woman is naturally Murong Pei, she and Hua Xiaochong have always been at the front of the line, it was she who first noticed that there was something wrong in the crowd not far ahead, and immediately realized that her group had caught up with Nanyun unconsciously, so she shouted out.

According to common sense, she could have stayed behind to arrest Nagumo Oriko, but when she saw the little boy who had fallen to the ground, she ran a few steps fast without hesitation and protected the little boy in her arms.

Gunshots kept ringing out, and the front was already engaged.

But it is clear that the Chinese soldiers have suffered again, and they have to worry about the Chinese people on the road.

And Nagumo Oriko didn't care about this, there were people who blocked their way and they were knocked down with one shot, but they used the people behind them to fight back against the soldiers of the national army.

What Nanyun Weaving is running to now is the temple on the high hill not far away.

The surrounding terrain is too flat, and if there is no cover in broad daylight, then no matter how good their kung fu and marksmanship are, they will not be able to defeat the Chinese soldiers chasing behind.

The Chinese soldiers only need to take advantage of the advantages of being numerous, not to mention using machine guns, even if they use platoon guns, they can completely take them down.

Two of his men simply grabbed a Chinese citizen who had not had time to dodge as a meat shield, and raised their guns to shoot at the pursuers.

The Chinese soldiers did not want to shoot their compatriots, so they could only lie on the ground and confront the two Japanese who were blocking the attack.

Nagumo Oriko led the rest of his men and ran towards the temple.

Luo Lin had already caught up at this time, and seeing that under the cover of the meat shield, the Japanese had actually extended the distance again, and couldn't help but become impatient, shouting: "Shoot, rush forward!" ”

"Sir." One of the soldiers next to him looked at him in embarrassment.

Luo Lin naturally saw the situation in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "I can't care so much, what I want is the Japanese, shoot!" ”

But there were still no shots, and all the soldiers turned their eyes to the officer who had led their team.

And the officer was also hesitating, arresting no one and harming the innocent.

Rollin is in a hurry!

He knew that he was a military commander, and there was naturally a reason why people couldn't catch spies as soldiers, but he couldn't, if he couldn't catch Nanyun Weaving this time, there was really no way to deal with Shangfeng.

He was ruthless, raised the pistol in his hand, and when the "horn" gun sounded, the two civilians who were used by the Japanese as meat shields were killed under his gun.

As soon as the two Japanese saw that the meat shield was dead, it was naturally impossible to drag them away, so they let go, fired a few shots at the pursuers, turned around and ran.

"Hit!" The officer's order sounded just in time, and a platoon of guns rang out, and the two Japanese fell.

At this time, Nagumo Oriko had fled into the temple with the remnants. "Fence this place, you can't let them run away this time!" Rollin said through gritted teeth.