Chapter 4: Black Tiger Fort

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  After the fierce battle, a dispute arose among the three people. The focus of the dispute was how to deal with the bodies of the dead brothers in Hei Hu Village.

  Night falls, and some starlight can be seen faintly.

  However, Hu Zi refused to leave and insisted on finding a way to get a horse carriage to transport the bodies of his brothers back. It's only right that the dead be buried in peace, and this is a matter of course.

  In Nie Tian's view, letting these dead brothers have a decent burial was already an extremely luxurious thing.

  "Third Uncle, Hu Zi." Nie Tian Ge gathered up the Japanese Type 38 rifle and the Japanese curved butt light machine gun that the small Japanese squad had left behind, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, if we don't leave now, it will be too late. The Japanese will soon send over a large troop."

  "No way, I must bring all the brothers back to the mountain stronghold. Otherwise, how can we face their families?" Hu Zi shouted stubbornly, "I'd rather die with my brothers than live without them."

  "You despicable thing!" Nie Tian burst into a rage, "If you die here, my brothers can come back to life. A great man dies on the battlefield, this is their greatest pride!"

  "We can't just leave our brothers' bodies in the wilderness, to be devoured by wild dogs. Even if we can't bring them all back, we should at least give them a proper burial and hold a grand funeral for them later."

  "But if we delay any further, at most an hour, the Japanese main forces will definitely arrive." Nie Tianke could only say with a bitter tone, "Third Uncle, think about it, such a big commotion has occurred here, can the Japanese not hear it?"

  No matter how hard Nie Tian tried to persuade them, Third Uncle and Hu'er refused to leave. Hu'er even picked up the body of one of his brothers and headed towards the forest.

  "Alright, let's pile the brothers together, set them on fire, and scatter their ashes in the Da Ling River. That way, it'll be a sky burial." Nie Tian Guo had no choice but to compromise. "A sky burial is the best resting place for heroes. You shouldn't have any objections to this, should you?"

  "Alright, I'll listen to you." San Shu's tone finally relaxed. "Hu Zi, listen to Shao Dang Jia."

  Hu Zi reluctantly agreed, at least this way, the bodies of his brothers would not be desecrated by the devils!

  Then, they picked up bundles of branches and leaves from the forest, cremated the fifteen brothers of Hei Hu Zhai, and threw all the ashes into the Da Ling River!

  Of course, the bodies of these eight Japanese soldiers were not handled by Nie Tian and his men. If a large Japanese army came, they would be handed over to them for disposal. If the Japanese army did not come, they would be left to the wild dogs to handle. Perhaps after these corpses melted into the sand, they could still help the growth of the wild grass!

  However, except for the Japanese soldier whose head was blown off by Nian Tian Ge's single shot, the heads of the other seven Japanese soldiers were all cut off by Hu Zi, who said they would be taken back to offer sacrifices to their comrades.

  Then, seven Japanese soldiers' heads were stuffed into a sack!

  Zhao Zhenghe and San Shu carried a pile of spoils, including seven Type 38 rifles and one Type 96 light machine gun. Nie Tiangong even stripped the clothes and shoes off eight Japanese soldiers, putting them in a sack.

  In Nie Tian's view, these Japanese military uniforms can be used later!

  As expected, after Nie Tian and the other two climbed over a mountain peak and arrived at the waist of another mountain peak, they could clearly see that on the sandy beach by the riverside, where the battle had taken place in the evening, many torches appeared there, and faintly heard the hustle and bustle of Japanese speech.

  "It's still better to be cautious. Third Uncle had a lingering fear and sighed, 'If we were one step later, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to leave.'"

  "Hmm." Hu Zi lowered his head, "Judging from the situation, there are at least fifty devils. If anything happens to Young Master, I'll be guilty for life."

  Nie Tian was moved by their words, and he realized that the reason why his uncle and Hu Zi were willing to leave was largely due to concerns for his own safety as the young master.

  Three people did not dare to take the main road, and all the way over mountains and ridges. Fortunately, the physical strength of the three was good, and they could still hold on. Even so, they stopped and rested, and it wasn't until the third day that they finally arrived at Hei Hu Village deep in Da Hu Shan.

  Datiger Mountain belongs to Heishan County, located between Fushun City and Jinzhou City, and is a must-pass place between Fushun City and Jinzhou. Jinzhou used to be the famous Shanhai Pass, and once you leave Shanhai Pass, it's inside the pass. The so-called "Rushing into Guandong" refers to people from inside the pass rushing into areas outside the pass!

  Inside Hei Hu Village, Da Dang Jia Nie Ou Ting had been waiting with bated breath!

  As soon as he heard that his subordinates had come to report that the second and third masters had returned, Nie Ou Tian hurried out of the mountain stronghold to greet them, completely disregarding his own image as the head master.

  Three people were clearly stained with blood, their faces etched with exhaustion. Nie Ou's heart skipped a beat: Something's happened!

  "Lao San, what's going on?" Nie Quting's eyes only swept across his son Nie Tiange's face for a moment before he hastily asked Third Uncle.

  Third Uncle didn't say another word, and with a loud thud, he knelt to the ground: "Great Master, all fifteen brothers are gone, only we three are left, all killed by the Japanese devils!"

  The three masters knelt down, and Hu Zi didn't even think about it, also knelt down, and didn't dare to make a sound.

  Nie Tian felt a bit unaccustomed to it, as he had never been one to kneel down easily. However, thinking that the master in front of him was after all the father of this body, he didn't think there was anything wrong with kneeling down once. With some slight hesitation, he followed suit and knelt down.

  Nie Ou's feet stumbled and almost lost his balance.

  This blow is too big, although the Black Tiger Fort claims to have over a thousand people, including old men, women and children. The real fighting force of young adults is only about 400-500 people. And this time, those who followed San Dangjia out to kidnap were all elites in the mountain stronghold, each with excellent martial arts skills!

  "This vendetta will not be avenged, I swear to the mountain tiger that I will never be a human again!" Nie Quting came back to his senses, and with a loud slap, he hit a nearby tree trunk, his hand revealing blue veins, gritting his teeth and shouting!

  "Big brother, we have avenged our brothers." Hu Zi suddenly took the sack off his shoulder and shook it violently. Seven Japanese soldiers' heads rolled out. "Young master killed seven Japanese devils, I, Hu Zi, killed one Japanese devil. The eight Japanese devils who killed our brothers have all been eliminated by us."

  Seven heads were spinning on the ground, and even with Nie Quting's calm demeanor, he couldn't help but slightly lean back, before straightening his body and scrutinizing them carefully.

  "Everyone get up, let's talk in the assembly hall." After a long time, Nie Ou Ting sighed and said, "Fourteen, inform all the masters to come to the assembly hall for discussion immediately!"