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

19.35 early years.

In the distance, the song came from the snow.

This year, Zhang Hanhui was in his early thirties.

A young man with glasses stood in the ice and snow of Xi'an, looking at the people running from the northeast.

There are families who come with mouths.

There are also families who are gone, and even the clothes are only a thin layer.

The snow was wrapped in a cold wind, and when it was bone-chilling, they shivered terribly.

There are women holding children, curled up coldly under old trees, and desperately hugging the blue child in their arms.

Zhang Hanhui looked at these compatriots like beggars.

They have no home.

Zhang Hanhui looked at the northeast from a distance, as if he saw the flag of Dong Ying planted on the land of the northeast.

I saw the endless deep forest and saw the coal mines everywhere.

At this moment, Zhang Hanhui was silent.

This reader watches the news.

The nationalists sent out of the northeast without firing a shot.

The Northeast nationalists sent part of the defenders to rebel and became so-called Manchukuo officers.

The nationalists joined forces with Dongying to annihilate the spontaneous anti-Japanese 100,000 allied troops.

The Northeast Anonymous Organization has united with 16 spontaneous armed forces to confront Dongying.

One news after another, flooding his mind, made him finally understand.

What kind of world is this!

At that moment, he entered the city, and the reader looked at the figure fleeing from the northeast in front of him.

"I see. "

"I know a new song,"

"Brethren, sing to me, let us awaken them!"

"My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where there are forest coal mines and mountains full of soybean sorghum!"

"My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where there are my compatriots and the aging father. "

Many people sang and their eyes turned red.

"The surname of the Northeast Horse is Dong wins!"

"It's obviously our home!"

A song that makes more and more people start singing along.

The sound came from the west, along the fleeing northeast people, all the way to the northeast, until it reached the northeast.

Where the snow covered place, the song gradually connected into the ocean.

The gold list screen turned to the other side.

Capital.

Since the cooperation between the nationalists and the non-property organizations.

The warlords of the Chinese divide were gradually purged.

After the Second Northern Expedition, Wu Peifu, the head of the direct warlords, now does not have any firearms in his hands.

When he sponsored Zhang Xueliang's mansion, he always wanted to re-win over the remnants of the official warlords in the north and south and make a comeback.

At this moment, looking at the leader of the Dongying agent in front of him, his face was expressionless.

Agent Dong Huan: "Mr. Wu, as long as you nod." "

"We will immediately provide you with 100,000 rifles, 2,000 machine guns, and 600 cannons. "

"At that time, you will still be the king of North China. "

Wu Peifu looked at him and stood up.

"Zhang Xueliang has been poked in the spine by the whole country if he does not resist, and I can't do the same." "

"Don't send. "

The agent was stunned, unable to understand why an ambitious warlord would refuse their terms.

However, looking at his distant back, Wu Peifu sneered.

"Although I am not a good person, it is my own business for China to fight behind closed doors. "

【No industry organization embarks on a long road】

The screen appears.

This journey began with hundreds of thousands of troops sent by the breakthrough nationalists.

To the later Battle of Xiangjiang River Crossing.

Along the way, there were 86,000 people in the center of the Soviet Union, and only 30,000 remained.

The other armies that set out at the same time in various areas of distress also received the news and began to arrive.

On the hillside, the straw shoes on the feet have worn out an unknown number of pairs, and tens of thousands of tired but determined eyes appear on the hillside.

At that moment, a team also appeared to their left.

Subsequently, the flag belonging to the Soviet Union was also raised on the right side.

If someone looks down from above at this moment, they can see a sea of flags!

Arrived!

Many fighters had red eyes.

They just wiped away their tears and decided to go on for those comrades who did not complete their journey.

Go to the establishment of New China and see the way of the world for them!

There is no loess compound, just caves dug out of wind and sand.

At this moment, in a cave, Su Wei opened a meeting.

The Soviets from Donggangshan, the representatives of the hoeing team, and the general are all there.

"Now Dongying can't be driven away with a strong blood. "

"If you want to drive them away, you have to rely on the cooperation of the nationalist faction with more weapons and more soldiers." "

"We must mobilize all strata in order to achieve China's victory in desperation. "

"Now the most powerful person in the northeast is the warlord Zhang Xueliang, is there a suitable contact candidate?"

The representative of the hoe team nodded.

"There is a comrade who broke into the Shanghai Radio Management Office of the National Sect, and he is good. "

"Send him. "

The screen turns.

Now.

Receiving the order from the organization, Li Kenong had just stepped into Zhang Xueliang's mansion.

Looking at the warlord in front of him, this is the third time he came, looking at the indifferent warlord in front of him, he spoke angrily.

"You have already lost the Northeast, do you want to continue to lose it now?"

"I'll sing you a song. "

"My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where there are my compatriots, and the aging father..."

At this moment, Zhang Xueliang's fists clenched tightly, thinking that his father would rather die than give up the northeast.

He looked at the flag of Dongying now flying in the northeast, and opened his mouth in shame.

"Let me think about it"

Daming.

Yuan Chonghuan looked northeast, stood on the city wall, and listened to the hunting banner in his ears.

"Old songs awaken the land. "

He looked at this broken mountain and river with desolate eyes.

What could be more motivating than the word home?

The people of the northeast had the idea of resisting Japan.

The non-industrial organizations have already organized anti-Japanese advance teams.

Even without firing a shot, the Fengjian warlord who withdrew from the northeast finally stopped being depressed when he heard this song.

At this moment, they are going to stand up.

Yuan Chonghuan suddenly thought of a long time ago, when it was still in the Great Qing Dynasty.

Dong Ying wants to build the bridge of China to the point where it is in line with the DPRK.

[It won't be long before this bridge will witness the courage of China, and now this bridge is built]

"Maybe after that, there will be many greatness and miracles, right?"

It was a very bad time, because it decayed to the bone.

It's also a good time as more and more people wake up from their slumber.

A lot of people start to want to do things.

Guo Huairu, a member of the Young National Faction, graduated from the Army University.

He knows that if he wants to, with his own grades and the weight of his teachers.

Soon, he will be able to appear in important positions in the army and even hold real power.

But he just silently carried his suitcase and prepared to leave.

The older brother behind him is looking at himself.

"You're crazy! If you don't do it as a good officer, what kind of teacher?"

However, at that moment, he just turned his head and looked at his brother angrily.

"Became an officer, and then what?"

"Go and fight the Orphan Organization!"

"Brother, don't forget, we are also Mr. Hu, and we are also the progressive youth in the eyes of Principal Zhang. "

"I just want to fight and win the imps. "

"Do you think that everyone is just like you, just want to be a high official!"

At this time, he had secretly joined the non-property organization, and he just roared.

"At least I Guo Huairu doesn't want to!"

The viewing angle of the picture changes again.

This time, in Xiao County.

Zhu Datang swaggered down the street.

He began to take the henchmen he had cultivated behind him and began to arrest members of the non-property organization and post articles.

In the distance, several children on the street hid on the side, looking at him timidly.

Several women also closed the door with a frown from a distance, muttering in a low voice.

"It's this national lackey again!" (Read the violent novel, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!)

"Every day, in addition to helping the people of the national group to bully us, it is to arrest the members of the proletarian organization. "

"I really don't know what the Wu World Organization thinks, once let such scum be the person in charge of our Xiao County!"

On the city wall, there was a wind blowing, and a newspaper was pasted on it.

Zhu Datong casually tore off the newspaper, and it was written on it that Zhu Datong had defected to the nationalist faction.

In the news, he reported to the people during this period, which led to the destruction of the non-property organizations in many places, and he personally led people to arrest the members of the non-property organizations.

Looking at those words that were going to be dirty and dirty, Zhu Datang just pouted.

"Continue to stick, keep an eye on me, and catch a proletarian organization, that is, the ocean of white flowers!"

The henchmen around him burst out laughing.

It wasn't until late at night, looking at the smashed windows of his house, that Zhu Datang finally stopped laughing.

His tired man looked out the window at the setting sun, like a pool of blood pouring out, heralding the arrival of darkness.

Bright and cruel.

At that time, he just silently looked at the direction of the Donggangshan Dying Activity Area, and his voice was very low.

"I, Zhu Datang, undercover agent of the Wu Property Organization, please remember me. "

The viewing angle of the picture turns again.

It's not just Li Kenong, Zhu Datang, Guo Huairu and other agents who are doing things.

There are also more and more sober people in the nationalist faction.

Yan Baohang, an agent of the proletarian organization, was doing things.

His brows furrowed, his gaze complicated.

Du Chongyuan, Gao Chong Ming, members of these nationalist factions, want to force Jiang Guangtou and the non-proletarian organization to join forces to resist Japan!

Even if, by any means.

If this matter is exposed in advance, what awaits them is the cruel torture of the Central and Military Commanders.

Even if it is completed, Jiang Guangtou will definitely target them.

But a moment later, Yan Baohang just calmed his eyes and led people to the mansion of the warlord Zhang Xueliang.

"Commander, you should understand that Dongying is not something that can be completely expelled by one or two armed groups. "

"They are wolves, real wolves!"

"Only with the strength of the whole country can we drive them out of our land in the situation of backwardness. "

"But I believe that the marshal knows better than me that the headmaster must not have any illusions about him. "

"Now that the Kuomintang continues to fight against the proletarian organizations, it can only consume the strength of our Chinese expulsion of Dongying. "

"Commander, you also came out of the northeast, can you see what kind of life those northeastern people are living?"

"On the Songhua River, has the marshal heard this song?

Seeing the red man in front of Jiang Guangtou persuading himself to be ruthless, Zhang Xueliang didn't even have time to doubt.

Because the song has already sounded.

"My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where there are my compatriots, and the aging father..."

"Wandering, wandering..."

Zhang Xueliang was already in tears.

Yes, he loves the Zhang family, but he also loves this land.

But he was just a man silently pondering with tears in his eyes.

He was willing to unite against Japan and was willing to go with his own army, which did not mean that Jiang Guangtou was willing.

Now the Northeast Army in his hands can not continue to rebel, privately resist Japan, Feng Yuxiang, Ji Hongchang's allied army is the end.

Moreover, the means of these people were too extreme, and they used Jiang's bald head to advise them to jointly resist Japan.

It's not that no one in history has done that.

Just like Daming's Yu Qian, what is his end in the end.

[In January, the Wujiang organization arrived at the Wujiang River, and the nationalists sent an army of 200,000 to pursue, and the main force followed, intending to turn this place into the second Xiangjiang River, and more than ten fire points were arranged along the river.

[When every boat was taken away by the nationalists, the bamboo raft seized the fire point, fought a battle against the backwater, morale was high, everyone fought bravely, and after tens of minutes, finally forced the crossing of the rushing river, and in five days, the divine soldiers fell from the sky and defeated the enemy army of 4,000 people]

This moment.

Southern song dynasty.

Han Shizhong looked at this scene and his eyes lit up.

"This battle is amazing!"

"The sky is not there, the chasing soldiers are constant, the front wolf and the tiger. "

"The location is no longer favorable, this river is extremely steep, and the water is turbulent. "

"However, with one heart, the soldiers used their lives to overcome the dangers with manpower, how magnificent!"

"If you want Han Xin to fight a battle, Xiang Yu broke the cauldron and sank the boat, it's just that. "

If this river cannot be crossed, I am afraid that the people will be surrounded by factions, and the non-industrial organizations will have no way to fight back!

[In January, the rush to cross the Wujiang River won valuable meeting time for the non-property organizations, and the Chinese Soviet began to sum up the experience of the previous five nationalist sieges and study the policy for the further development of the non-industrial organizations.

[The meeting corrected the adventure road, determined the resolution of the bosses from Dongangshan as the correct leaders, and formulated the next development route of the army of non-industrial organizations, and the non-industrial organizations no longer accepted the leadership of the non-industrial organizations and began to follow their own path]

Yuan Shu looked calm, and his father was seriously ill and dying.

At this moment, the elderly father who had been the first to participate in the death was just looking at his son.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"What the hell are you believing in?"

As a father, he couldn't see through the child.

However, at this moment, there was light under Yuan Shu's eyes, who had always been silent.

"Faith in the people. "

Yes, those who believe in the people, those who have no property, all believe in the people!

The father gradually closed his eyes and just whispered.

"It's a hard road. "

Yuan Shu nodded, but at that time, he looked at the glow outside the window.

He knew it was hard, he always knew.

Yuan Shu relied on making friends with Minister Dong Ying, and (Li Mohao) became more and more valued by Dong Ying and began to study abroad.

Overseas, he lowered his head and wrote letterhead to the organization.

"Now that I am the head of the intelligence unit of the cadre society of the Central Command of the National Faction, an undercover agent of Dongying, Dai Li is still wooing me into the military system. "

He knew he was about to become a multi-faceted spy.

It also means that he puts it in a more dangerous situation, but he is fearless.

"For New China!"

In the press, watching the news, Yuan Shu looked down at the loss of the non-proletarian organization and the latest decision.

At that moment, he looked at the bay in front of him and looked at his hometown.

"Wu Xianxi is wrong, fortunately, the organization has a great leader. "

The screen turns again.

In prison.

Chen Duxiu was also looking at the newspapers.

When he saw the heavy losses of the non-proletarian organization under the leadership of the non-proletarian international, he frowned.

Fifty thousand comrades is not a cold number.

But he also saw the latest meetings of the non-industrial organizations and the development direction of the non-industrial organizations.

The old figure's brows gradually soothed.

"Well, you fought against the International Production. "

"The organization has finally appeared a great leader. "

"Then take the organization and create a new China." "

At that time, Chen Duxiu looked up at the window.

The sun is like fire.

At this moment, Chen Duxiu knew why he was different from those who led the way with the proletarian Soviet Union,

Self-romanticism is essentially a self-destructive tendency to pursue burning value in extreme pursuit.

And the desperate romanticism pursues not self-destruction, but to warm this cold world with burning myself as much as possible, and if I need to burn a little more, then I don't mind burning a little more, and destroying again in the evening.

This era is too difficult to walk and these people are needed to move forward.

Green mountains and white stones, Xiongguan Mandao, goshawks soar into the sky. Lonely or disappointed, these people see the ideal, and only they pursue it alone in this era.

Suddenly, Chen Duxiu was looking forward to the future.

He wanted to live, what it looked.

Great power diplomacy, everything about big powers.............disturbance.