Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 574: Haozhou Storm (2)

The ancient city of Kaifeng gradually disappeared from sight. Tang Qiuli felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart. Even paying homage to the place where Big Man Su died was a luxury. When will he have free time? He couldn't help but sigh deeply,

Qiuquan and Shanhu, who were sitting behind him, looked at each other and understood that the young teacher's sigh contained too many emotions. The car fell into silence, with only the white snow flashing continuously outside the car window.

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When the convoy arrived at Shangqiu, it was also in a state of ruin and waiting for redevelopment. The city was already full of vitality and vitality. People who had fled their homes had rushed back one after another and used their own hands to rebuild their homes on the ruins. Although life was miserable, after all, there was no

You don’t have to worry about being massacred despite being trampled by the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders. Perhaps, that earth-shattering bloody battle will become the pride of the city and the permanent pride in the hearts of the citizens. They dedicated everything they had to the nation’s war of resistance.

Tang Qiuli also had ups and downs. General Zhang Zizhong was killed here. In just a few hours' drive from Kaifeng to Shangqiu, two of his generals and nearly 40,000 soldiers were killed. This was soaked in the blood of the fallen soldiers.

He had a naive and strange idea about the land. Next spring, when the spring breeze blows and the earth revives, will the flowers here bloom more vividly?

And all of this is the result of Tang Enbo. This damn guy should also have his whereabouts. Yu Deshui and Shen Jun have been away for a long time, why haven't any news come back? In Tang Qiuli's heart, Tang Enbo

Already sentenced to death, only in this way can the heroic spirits of Zhang Zizhong, Su Jingfeng and tens of thousands of soldiers be comforted.

Traveling day and night, on the afternoon of January 19, Tang Qiuli led his troops and finally arrived at Haozhou. Looking at Haozhou shrouded in light smoke from a distance, it seemed to be covered with a veil, hazy, and a rough outline could be seen, like

The current situation in Haozhou is not very clear. This is a piece of land deep in Henan. Geographically, it is a remote area in Anhui. It is far away from Hefei, the capital of Anhui. Maybe this is the mayor named Li Zonghan. Dare to

One of the reasons for causing trouble, right?

The convoy arrived at the north gate of Haozhou. The first person to arrive here was Tang Qiuli, who expressed condolences to the officers and soldiers of the Sulu Garrison Corps, and was preparing to escort the body of General Zhang Zizhong to Dingbian. Yu Guanghan, the chief of staff of the ** division, was dressed in casual clothes and was looking anxiously.

, seeing a long motorcade, he hurriedly rushed towards it, with an expression of relief on his face.

He told Tang Qiuli some bad news. The "Haozhou Anti-Japanese Support Association" organization had incited tens of thousands of citizens who didn't know the truth. Starting from this morning, they surrounded the Sulu Garrison Corps station and blocked it.

They stormed the camp for the first time. Fortunately, the soldiers were prepared and blocked them with a human wall.

During the physical conflict, many soldiers were injured. Some young officers could no longer control their emotions and shouted for a solution by force. They led many soldiers to petition in front of the corps headquarters. The crowd was furious, and Commander Feng was trying his best to suppress it.

The troops were going out of control, so he was able to get out after changing into civilian clothes.

A cold light flashed in Tang Qiuli's eyes, and he said to Guanghan: "Guanghan, lead the way, go directly to the Corps station!" When Yu Guanghan got on the car, Tang Qiuli clearly felt that the atmosphere in Haozhou was very abnormal, and the citizens were worried about the people passing by.

All the military vehicles looked at them with disgust and contempt, and some people even spit on them.

Arriving at the station of the Sulu Garrison Corps, Tang Qiuli was also shocked by the scene in front of him. There were twenty to thirty thousand citizens holding various banners and shouting slogans. The gate of the camp station was crumbling, and the soldiers were

He was holding on with his body and had to withstand the attacks of bricks, tiles, etc. He could clearly see that blood was already flowing from the heads of many soldiers.

The contents of the banners are varied, nothing more than "a shame to the nation, a scum of the Communist Party", "troops that do not resist, get out of Haozhou", etc. There are also several people wearing Chinese tunic suits and neatly parted hair, standing

The leader at a high place holding a loudspeaker and shouting slogans vigorously is obviously the organizer.

Tang Qiuli's eyes shone with cold light and anger. He got out of the car, took off the Tang Dragon Spear, and fired a series of shots into the air. The sound of Qingyue's gunshots drowned out the slogans of the demonstrators. Those holding trumpets

The man was frightened by the sudden gunshots. He turned around and saw another group of soldiers, and he felt courageous.

Immediately pointing the finger at the newly arrived group of soldiers, "Citizens, look, the soldiers are shooting. They are in a group. Officers protect each other, and they will show their power to us ordinary people. When the Japanese come, they will

Where are you hiding? Go and let their officials give you an explanation!"

Not to mention, this kid's eloquence is good and his words are clear. Coupled with the loudspeaker amplification, the demonstrators immediately came towards Tang Qiuli and the others, swarming over, and there was a strong tendency to surround Tang Qiuli and the others.

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How could Tang Qiuli, who faced more than one million Japanese troops without changing his expression, be intimidated by this battle? He handed the Tang Dragon Spear to a guard and stood with his hands behind his back, a contemptuous sneer on his lips. He knew that,

Shan Hu had many ways to deal with this situation. Shan Hu made a gesture towards the troops.

The crowd that was swarming around felt figures flashing in front of them. A wall of people stood in front of them like a mountain. The black muzzles of guns were all raised flat. The crowd suddenly stopped. They were not afraid of the muzzles.

I was also convinced that the soldiers did not dare to shoot, mainly because the soldiers in front of me were not as imposing as the soldiers who had been besieged for most of the day.

The murderous aura on these people was exuding uncontrollably. The smell of iron and blood on their bodies made the hairs on their bodies stand up and their bodies became cold. Their eyes were like gleaming knives, piercing straight into their hearts.

If you are knowledgeable, you will see that these soldiers are all officers and there are no big soldiers, so you will know that a big shot is coming.

For a moment, the little courage I had just summoned dissipated in a cold sweat, and I took a few steps back in fear, as if I wanted to stay away from these officers. I felt really uncomfortable in front of them. Those few were holding loudspeakers.

The man became anxious when he saw it, and when he was about to encourage him, he was suddenly interrupted by a loud voice.

It's a mountain tiger, this guy, standing like a hill, the guy in his hand is also infiltrating people, he is tall and powerful, and his voice is loud, "Vice Chairman of the Military Commission of the National Government, Commander-in-Chief of the Yellow River Basin Theater, North China*

* Division Commander, General Tang Qiuli is here, please let your leader come over and speak!"

The shadow of the famous tree, Tang Qiuli's name, has long been spread throughout the country. The large-scale photo has appeared many times in major newspapers across the country. The July 7th Incident was the first shot of the all-out war of resistance. Overnight, ten little Japanese were killed.

With tens of thousands of people, Tianjin was captured, and all the northern battlefields relied on his support. Otherwise, Haozhou City would have been dominated by the Japanese for a long time. Anyone who said that he did not resist the Japanese was looking for trouble, and no one would agree.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and then they moved forward. This time it was not a demonstration, but to get a glimpse of the second-largest figure in the government. Such a big shot came to this small state. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but I missed it.

Perhaps regretting it for the rest of his life, Tang Qiuli boarded the car with a smile.

"Citizens, the state has national laws and the military has military regulations. It is up to you to decide whether the Sulu Garrison Corps of the ** Division escaped from the battle and feared the enemy like a tiger. As their division commander, I came from the front line of North China to deal with this matter specifically.

It's okay, I will definitely give everyone a satisfactory result

Reply, what you are doing today is very irrational and I cannot tolerate it. My soldiers will not be bullied by others. We will disband immediately. Otherwise, I will order the troops to take tough measures. All the consequences will be

The consequences will all be borne by you!"

As soon as these words were said, they were righteous and stern. They gave answers and warnings, which immediately shocked everyone. Think about it, you are afraid. If these soldiers use guns, they will die without knowing what will happen. Vice Chairman Tang

I will not deceive you here. The demonstrators dispersed immediately. The few boys in Chinese tunic suits and parted hair saw that something was not going well. They threw away their speakers and immediately got into the crowd and disappeared into the crowd.

Qiuquan winked at the detachment leader, and a dozen soldiers in plain clothes immediately squeezed into the crowd, three of them focused on one. These guys thought they had a plan, but little did they know that their whereabouts had already landed in the special operations detachment.

In the eyes of a warrior.

The camp door opened wide, and Feng Zhi'an led a group of officers to greet him. When he saw Tang Qiuli, Feng Zhi'an had mixed feelings. Tang Qiuli hurriedly took his hand and said, "General Feng, you have been wronged. Sulu Guards

Commanders at all levels of the corps, everyone has been wronged! Please forgive Qiu Li for being a little late and causing everyone to suffer unjust injustice."

After saying that, Tang Qiuli saluted these officers in an upright manner, and all the soldiers in the guard brigade behind him also saluted in unison. Their strong arms were like waving a forest, and the Sulu garrison fought bloody battles.

Soldiers deserve the respect of these elites in the military.

Enough. From Feng Zhi'an down, all the officers of the Sulu Garrison Corps burst into tears. Soldiers were not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, but were afraid of being misunderstood. After two days of bloody battle in Shangqiu, Commander Zhang Zizhong was killed. Two people died.

Tens of thousands of brothers, who were born and died, were scolded for running away from the battlefield. Their inner grievances and resentments made them feel like knives, and they would lose control of their emotions.

The division commander is here. The division commander understands our situation. The tough-minded men turned their inner grievances into two lines of tears. The soldiers next to them who had their heads broken cried even louder. The corners of Tang Qiuli's eyes

It was also moist. These soldiers who shed blood and sacrificed their lives have suffered so much injustice these days. He completely understood the mood of the soldiers at this moment.

Feng Zhian put away his tears. This veteran general who was over fifty years old did not feel that it was degrading to shed tears in front of the young Tang Qiuli. In his heart, he was full of respect for Tang Qiuli. He said loudly

: "All soldiers, put away your tears, don't let the division commander see the cowards of the old 29th Army soldiers, cheer up, and go to the battlefield tomorrow to kill the little Japs!"

With Feng Zhi'an's words, the atmosphere of the whole place changed. A high-spirited fighting spirit rose in these soldiers. Tang Qiuli nodded secretly. They are indeed the old foundation of the Northwest Army and the legacy left by the old commander.

Bloodline, there is a kind of unwillingness to admit defeat in the bones.

Feng Zhi'an invited Tang Qiuli into the camp, but Tang Qiuli pulled him with a smile, "Commander Feng, let's go with me to meet someone!" Without that person, he would suffer all the grievances and humiliations after letting his soldiers bleed.

, still safe and sound, Tang Qiuli must see this person immediately.

(To be continued)