All the emperors stand up and watch the stars of mankind shine

Now dynasties are witnessing something that has never been seen before in history.

One organization is being targeted by the people and the East Win, and one organization is led away by the Proletarian International,

An organization is extremely short of materials, and the road ahead is difficult,

However, while they began a journey of thousands of miles with a large army, other teams joined forces, sang songs, and went north to resist Japan.

It's hard to imagine why this scene happened.

poor

bitter

Not recognized,

infinitesimal

Silent and nameless,

No one has hope for them.

Except for the poorest rural areas, the rest of the class did not think that they would rise up.

Why do they resist Japan,

Nobody knows.

But now the list is telling the dynasties a fact,

History did not have such a team, but now there is.

[In October, the Seventh Army, as the anti-Japanese advance party to the north, was the first to arrive in the Gandong North Chou Ming Activity Area and rounded with the 10th Army led by Fang Zhiyi, and in November, the 7th Army merged into the 10th Army and began to march to the south of the bowl]

Right now.

Huan Zheng, Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Shimin, and the emperors of various dynasties were all watching the shocking scene.

In Xijiang, 86,000 people set out from the official seat of the Chinese Soviet Union.

These generally-dressed, even shabby, and three of them did not have a gun in their hands, the army of proletarian organizations left.

The mighty line is neat and palpitating.

They really embarked on a long journey north to resist Japan!

And at the same time.

Gandong North Death Activity Area.

Fang Zhiyi also led the army of the non-proletarian organization, the Tenth Army, all the way north.

Their paths are not in the same direction, but at that moment, they will all rush to the front.

It was the battlefield of resistance against Japan.

This reader, who is always wearing a coat and developing several lonely activity areas, turns his head.

He looked at the place where the sun was shining and walked in the front.

It was the first step in a journey of thousands of miles.

It is true that the current proletarian organizations are still facing the pursuit of the nationalists, but they are fearless.

"Comrades, we will make peace!"

"Our team to the sun!"

"Now, let's go north to resist Japan!"

At that moment, what Fang Zhiyi heard was the roar of the soldiers.

As far as the eye can see, it is the bloody nature of Chinese boys!

The screen turns again.

At this moment, Zhao Dengyu, who was on the Great Wall, marched forty miles in the starry night and rushed to the aid of Shantou Customs, was also looking at the newspapers.

He clenched his fists and waved them fiercely.

"The advance team and the Soviet Union are officially divided into two parts, less than 100,000 12 people, really going north!"

"Good, fight the east to win the little ghost, it's a Chinese man!"

At the beginning, he disobeyed Jiang Guangtou's order and also wanted to win the east.

Now the Wu Industry Organization, burdened with Jiang Guangtou's pursuit, also chose to go north.

He put down the press.

The soldiers guarding the pass came to report.

"Eight Dong Win people passed through here, did not allow us to check, and claimed that the officials behind us did not dare to inspect them. "

When Zhao Dengyu heard this, anger appeared in his eyes.

"Back then, we all dared to slaughter them with guns, and they dared to provoke China!"

"Go, find a hundred strong brothers and walk right in front of them with guns with bayonets!"

"I don't think they dare to be inspected. "

"In the realm of China, if you don't abide by the rules of China, I can't do it here!"

On the gold list, the perspective is constantly changing.

The original Kiyoshima has now built the Towin factory.

The harbor of Tsu City was parked with the warships of the East Winners, and the artillery was aimed at the city.

The Dongying garrison of Shanghai brazenly ruled the Chinese people on the streets in the middle of the night.

The northeast began to build more and more railways and open more and more veins, but they all hung the sign of East Win.

Rehe, Shanhai Customs, Pingjin...

More and more Chinese territories have fallen into the hands of Dongying.

And at the same time.

Under the condition that hundreds of thousands of troops sent by the people were frantically surrounded and suppressed, the Xijiang proletarian organization began to move north.

Tens of thousands of figures dressed in shabby, lacking weapons, and food, step by step embarked on a long journey.

They dodged aircraft cannons and ammunition, and prepared to cross most of China with two feet, thousands of miles.

The army of the southeastern non-industrial organizations also began to move north.

These workers and peasants crossed rivers guarded by the nationals, over cold and damp mountains, but they never retreated half a step.

Just because, they want to go north and resist Japan!

Yes, on this snowy day, on this cold day, in this year,

This group of troops hardly resembled an army, more like an army with a miserable history, but they were orderly, marching forward, singing songs, full of hope, eating miserable, bitter.

But nothing, they are just hopeful.

[In November, the nationalists sent heavy troops to attack the central Soviet activity area, and in late November, in order to ensure the enthusiasm of the vast number of workers and peasants, the non-industrial organization left a soldier and horse to ambush in Xiefang and defeat the nationalists]

[The nationalist faction began to mobilize heavy troops to find the main force of the non-property organization and plan a decisive battle, and the non-property organization became more and more difficult]

At that time.

The non-industrial organization began to evacuate and headed north.

When the nationalists occupied the land, they saw a barren landscape.

They could never have imagined that the proletarian organization relied on such six small counties to establish a Soviet official that could fight them for so long.

At this moment, the nationalist faction Jiang Guangtou became more and more aware of how terrifying the potential of this organization was.

The screen turns the viewing angle again.

It's late autumn.

On the muddy ground, figures in straw shoes were densely packed with tears.

This is the local people, who look at the gradually evacuating proletarian organizations in front of them and cry silently.

Since the war, the proletarian organization is the only team they have seen that has not bullied them and helped them.

But now, they're all leaving.

The Soviets from Donggangshan reached out to hold the rough hands of the old peasants standing at the front, and these deputies burst into tears.

Because many people are reluctant to let them leave, these proletarian organizations are really good, really silently helping the people to do practical things, and every district and village is comparing to see who has done more good deeds, and the first comparison has become a positive word.

So many people are reluctant, and now these Soviets are crying.

"We have let you down. "

"But please trust us. "

"We will definitely fight back, when we expel Dongwin." "

"It will definitely be!"

Three Kingdoms.

Cao Cao looked at the situation in China today, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to sigh a little.

"They wouldn't have come this far. "

"As long as we follow the thinking of the Soviets, the non-industrial organization will only grow stronger and stronger. "

"Chen Duxiu's resistance to Wuxin International in the past is also for this reason. "

"The command of the non-industrial international is different from the command of China. "

"They don't understand China at all. "

Now the organization is in a desperate situation, but those leading generals are still so brilliant.

They are always full of vitality.

Cao Cao knew that this was the hope of this organization.

An organization has reached the point where everyone is desperate and confused.

Only the leader is full of hope, which also means that this organization will be amazing!

The gold list text inventory continues.

[The national party has entered a stage of madness, and has even begun to criminalize speech]

The screen appears.

Ingot County.

Qiao's compound.

Qiao Ying looked at the newspaper and periodicals, her eyes full of anger!

"Shi Liangcai was actually assassinated by agents sent by the nationals!"

"Is he just dissatisfied with Jiang Guangtou's policy of non-resistance and published articles in the press against the nationalists?"

Are you going to be killed even telling the truth now?"

"He Jiang bald head when this is Daqing?"

The other side.

Lu Zuofu, a big businessman who runs a Minsheng company, also looked at the newspapers and periodicals, his eyes gloomy.

He never thought that it was all this era, and there was a literal hell!

"Shi Liangcai had previously provided materials for the 19th Route Army in Shanghai, and also supported the Civil Rights Protection Alliance, asking the nationalists to end their arbitrary leadership. "

Presumably it was precisely these reasons that angered Jiang Guangtou. "

"Even if you kill a lot of people!!

"Axiom can't be killed!"

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Fan Xudong, who opened a chemical factory, also stood up and tore the newspapers and periodicals in his hand to shreds.

His face was livid, and he looked at where the national faction was.

"Jiang Guangtou, the non-property organization does not even want the official in order to go abroad. "

"Do you have the courage?"

"In this world, you won't get it in the future." "

"You just can't get it!"

[The nationalist faction became more and more frantic, and began to encircle, pursue, and intercept the non-proletarian organizations that had embarked on a journey of thousands of miles, and at the end of November, the non-proletarian organizations began to cross the Xiangjiang River, rushing to cross from Quanzhou, Guidi, preparing to break through the fourth blockade of the nationalist faction, which is a battle related to the life and death of the non-proletarian organizations]

[If the river cannot be crossed this time, the non-proletarian organization will be completely crushed by the encirclement circle gathered by the nationalists, and this battle is also a decisive battle on whether the non-proletarian organization is really qualified to go north, five days and five nights of fierce fighting, more than 86,000 comrades of the non-proletarian organization, only more than 30,000 people remained, but the Soviet Union fought a decisive battle to the death, and finally smashed the conspiracy of the nationalist faction to surround and close]

[In November of the same year, the war in the northeast was also gradually difficult, and the anti-alliance led by Yang Jingyu, without the support of weapons and equipment, ammunition and materials, had to be vigilant against the nationalists on the one hand, and on the other hand, it had to deal with the nationalist army that won the East and rebelled against the East Win, which was extremely difficult]

The screen appears.

Now Yang Jingyu is no longer the one who came to the northeast alone to blend in with the miners and struggled to establish an organization.

Now he is the support of the proletarian organization and the general representative of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Resistance.

He watched the news of the non-proletarian organization from the outside world, and he was also leading the army to the scheduled meeting place.

Now the center of the Soviet Wei is very difficult, even if he embarks on a journey of thousands of miles, he is still bitten to death by the national faction.

The First World War lost 50,000 comrades, and when he learned the news, he began to feel distressed.

In the heavy snow, Yang Jingyu led the team forward, encountering enemies many times on the way, and they could only bury themselves in the snow and let the ice be cold.

On the worst snowstorm days, when there is no one on the wilderness mountain road, they will come out and sing loudly.

"Wild vegetable porridge is coming. "

Looking at the porridge steaming in the cold winter, but only a few pieces of wild vegetables, Yang Jingyu's eyes fell on those tired figures who were sleeping on the spot and beckoned.

"Leeward here, go and sleep with them. "

Then, in a blink of an eye, he slept on his own.

He sometimes taught the recruits to aim, who hadn't tried to shoot, and they didn't have as much bullet training.

So he taught very carefully.

Until I saw the letter from the organization, the people around me jumped up excitedly.

"The big guys always say that you have been dealing with the enemy in the ice and snow for more than 7 years, and you are not afraid of hardship and hard struggle!"

But at that time, Yang Jingyu was just moved to speak.

"It's okay for us to suffer, but this land can't be surnamed Dongwin." "

Da Tang.

Guo Xin, the king of the Iron-Blooded County, listened to these words and his eyes reddened.

He looked down at the Anxijun brothers who had started practicing early in the morning.

At that time, it was very cold, and heavy snow fell on the gray hair of these people.

He couldn't remember how many years they had been stationed here.

He only remembered that when they came out, they didn't have gray hair, they were all spirited teenagers.

"Yes, at least this land cannot be returned to Tubo. "

Meanwhile.

Da Tang.

Guazhou.

Zhang Yichao is also getting older.

The message sent to the imperial court was not answered.

He thought of the beginning, he also started from a young man, taking these big families and the people of the Great Tang Dynasty.

Fight back the territory that the Great Tang Capital gave up.

"My Great Tang Territory cannot be returned to barbarians. "

On the gold list, the inventory picture continues.

[In this year, the non-industrial organization decided to go north to resist the Japanese and evacuate Xijiang, and after the nationalists occupied this place, they set off a white crisis and took over the place by force]

[The center of the Wuxian organization was located, because of the takeover of the nationalist faction, it became idyllic and deserted, sparsely populated, and extremely miserable]

[Now the non-industrial organization has just rushed to cross the Xiangjiang River, but not every soldier can successfully get through, so in this era, there are always people who will choose to sacrifice]

The screen appears.

At that time.

On the riverside, a large number of comrades of non-property organizations have been evacuated.

The nationalists sent the 630th Army to watch from afar, unable to arrest them, and had no choice.

A military policeman looked at the figure falling to the ground beside him and waved his hand.

"Take away. "

"Just now they were the ones who ambushed us on the side and covered the evacuation of those people. "

"It seems that they should know the next route of the non-property organization and go back to interrogate properly!"

The young man who fell to the ground was called Chen Shuxiang.

He was one of the people responsible for covering the main force of the non-proletarian organization to cross the river, but now, his abdomen was also cut with a huge hole because of the enemy's shrapnel.

On the way that these people escorted him to the long yarn, he glanced back at the river with a smile on his pale face.

"It's gone, it's all gone. "

His voice was low.

"You must expel Dong Ying, and you must fight the traitorous warlords." "

"Comrades. "

The next moment, he took advantage of the lack of attention of the military police and shouted.

"Long live New China!"

Immediately, take out the intestines from the wound and twist them vigorously!

Looking at such a tragic scene, the military and police opened their mouths in a complicated way.

"Why?"

Chen Shuxiang lay on the ground, severe pain and near-death darkness making his voice very quiet.

"Nothing, just do what needs to be done. "

He sang with the last hoarse throat: "Outside the Long Pavilion, by the ancient road..."

This song is called farewell.

In the past, Li Shutong created this song, and now many people in the Republic of China are singing it, it is widely spread, it can be a folk song, and this song is too suitable for the suffering world in this era.

On the gold list, the perspective began to shift.

Capital.

At Beijing University, in the classroom, the teacher taught.

"Outside the Long Pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is blue. "

The students spoke, sang, and their eyes turned red.

It seems to think of a lot of the spirited gentlemen of yesteryear.

The other side.

Tsujo.

Nankai University.

Mr. Zhang Boling sat on the stairs of the campus and listened quietly.

In the teaching building, there was a staccato singing, which was the youthful and vigorous voice of the students.

Only at this moment, it carries a palpitating desolation.

"The evening breeze blows the sound of the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountains. "

He thought of the overlap of this era.

The Qing court, the North and South officials, the Jinling officials, the Su Wei ...

Meanwhile.

Shanghai Hai.

Ma Xiangbo, who was already white-haired, looked at the Fudan Public School he had created from a distance.

He looked at the children who were singing seriously, and he didn't know why, but he thought of today's proletarian organization.

The bleak voice of the song is distressing.

"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered, a pot of turbid wine is all over, farewell to the cold tonight." "

The non-industrial organization left and went north to resist Japan.

On this day, Li Shutong's farewell created by his former parting friends has become popular.

All cities are singing, but under the sunset, it is so sad.

Ma Xiangbo trembled and stretched out his old hand and looked at the snow in front of him.

Just like the farewell that Uncle Li had in the past.

"It's snowing. "。