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

Gold list screen.

Shanghai, port.

Zhou Shuren and Qu Qiubai turned their backs to the sunlight and walked step by step.

Hushi is also there.

Although he and Chen Duxiu and Li Dazhao parted ways ideologically, the love of the new youth was still there.

Hu Shi spoke: "Now that the nationalist faction has no warlord constraints, it has begun to set up its own intelligence organization. "

"You look at Gu Shunzhang, Xiang Zhongfa and others were arrested, and Deng Enming and others were arrested, you know that they not only began to increase their strength in military operations to besiege Wu. Production organization, for none. The arrest of members of the industrial organization has intensified. "

"Haven't you woken up yet?"

Hu Shi looked at Zhou Shuren and regarded himself as a warning to him.

However, at this moment, Zhou Shuren and Qu Qiubai just looked at him calmly.

One did not join none. Production organization, one is none. The people who were marginalized by the industrial organization brought him here.

Zhou Shuren didn't answer, just stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction thousands of miles away.

"There's a siege there."

"Last year, for the first time, the nationalists sent more than 100,000 people to launch an attack on Xijiang, and the second time, the nationalists sent 200,000 troops to Dongangshan."

"Now, there are also Dong Ying people, who are making the Wan Baoshan Incident to take advantage of the conflict between foreign countries living in Wanbaoshan Village and local peasants over renting land and digging canals, in order to protect foreigners, shooting and wounding Chinese peasants and injuring many people. Dong Ying later reversed the facts, hyped up China's exclusion in a foreign country, and instigated a horrific exclusion incident in a foreign country, which directly led to the killing of 142 local Chinese people, the injury of 546 people, and the disappearance of 91 people. "

Qu Qiubai was also speaking, looking at Hu Shi in a suit.

"Do you know what this world looks like?"

Hu Shi lowered his eyelids, and seemed to face them with a backlight, and his eyes were burned.

"Jiang Guangtou said, take the outside, first settle inside."

Zhou Shuren smiled, with a mocking smile.

"This kind of pretext will probably be used in the future, how many years from the beginning of the new country to the present, you calculate for yourself, how many foreigners, killing the countrymen without any punishment."

"They don't dare to deal with these overseas exotics."

"From Qingdao, to the Wuzhou case, to Jinan, to the Northeast Fifth Road, to now Wanbaoshan, do they dare to say a word?"

"They are servile in their bones! They also don't care about the Chinese people at all, they only care about themselves. "

Yuan.

Meng Ge looked at the golden list, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Overseas aliens are now about to invade China."

"I can't stay in the afterlife."

Yes, Mengo watched the aftergenerations overthrow those of the so-called feudal era.

Even without the feudal dynasty, without the constraints of their excuses, they still dare not stand up even if they speak out for this country once.

The other side.

In the Qing Dynasty, Yongzheng was also looking at the golden list, just sneering.

"This man has a good saying."

"In the past, they overthrew the Great Qing, but now what?"

Then he looked up and continued to look at the gold list.

In July, heavy rains and epidemics spread along the Yangtze River in China.

In early August, a huge flood broke out on the Yangtze River, killing more than 140,000 Chinese people.

At this moment, Yongzheng's eyes were a little vain, thinking in his mind.

"A dozen forces, none. The industrial organization is also divided into three roads, China No. Organized by industry, the countryside surrounds the city and risks occupying the city. "

"Now there are still rivers flooding, people are infected, and natural disasters are constant."

"The East Win, which coveted China, divided the eagle rice of China, occupied the concession, and now the northeast is in danger."

"Natural and man-made disasters, civil strife."

At that moment, Yongzheng's gaze fell on the nationalist faction and Wu. On the tissue.

"How do you keep it?"

Yellow Bank.

It's August, and it's time when the river is heading north and the flood is bleak.

Alarm. Wei looked at the figure in front of him wearing a coat and looking at Jiang He, and always felt that he was worried.

Yes, standing in front of him was a comrade who came out of Mount Dongang.

"What are you worried about?"

The comrades who came out of Donggangshan looked desolate: "I'm worried about my friend, Cai Heshen." "

"We used to be friends for a long time, when he was in the country of Fa and another friend, one was a desperate idea, the other was a reformist idea, and he couldn't argue about it, and he wrote a letter back to China, and I clearly told him that he must adhere to Marx thought."

"After that, the national party was nothing. The industrial organizations began to persecute me, I put forward the opinion of peasant activities, Mr. Chen Duxiu disagreed, advocated concessions, and when I was marginalized, Cai Heshen would rather resign himself to give me a position and support me. "

"Later, I refused to go to Shanghai to work, and when I came to rural development, he was the only one to support me."

"Now, he went to the area of the National Sect alone, can he still come back?"

At that time, no one responded, only the river with sad autumn feelings, rolling away.

The screen turns.

The young girl looked at her uncle: "I have been to Hong Kong City, and the situation there is very bad, in order to avoid the pursuit of the nationalists, we often move twice a day." "

The uncle was naturally Cai Heshen, at this moment he just shook his head, lifted his luggage, and when he pushed open the door, he severely reprimanded his niece, who was also a member of the organization.

"Dry life, go wherever you need it, you can't just consider your personal safety!"

He still refused everything and set out on the road.

On the deck, he thought of his wife, facing the police rain, and his sad mood rose like a weed.

At that time, his wife and the comrade who came out of Dongangshan often discussed the future development path together.

But now, she only left that sentence.

"Man cherishes life, but when it comes to sacrifice, he must die generously."

She left herself and the nothingness she loved all her life. Production business.

The picture changes again.

The fight in Hong Kong City was worse than my niece said.

Development organized for several months, after which he was betrayed by traitors and caught.

In prison, Cai He, who was arrested and tortured, thought deeply about the debate with Chen Duxiu in the past.

At that time, facing Chen Duxiu, he just said.

"The comrades of Dongangshan are right, and it is right for the countryside to surround the city."

At that time, everyone was choosing to back down.

Mr. Chen Duxiu did not believe him, no. Sansi did not believe him, and even the other members did not express their position.

He alone resolutely stood on the side of the comrades from Donggangshan, and even did not hesitate to resign. The position of head of the central department of the organization gave way to him.

On the execution ground, the wind was strong, like tearing fragments of hope.

Facing the muzzle, he spoke softly.

"When the police rain goes, I'll come for her."

"My Cai family lives up to the country."

At that moment, the thunder was mixed with the sound of violent gunfire.

So the autumn rain was biting.

Riverside.

Alarm. Wei again saw the comrades from Donggangshan commemorating.

He looked at the gushing river, holding a newspaper in his hand, and let the wind sweep through.

Some sadness, even if buried in the bottom of the heart, can be seen clearly in the eyes.

He recognized the newspaper, which recorded Mr. Cai's sacrifice, as well as Jiang Weishui.

The reader who was lonely in Taiwan Island with a pen in his hand and fought with the East Win man fell ill and died.

They are all good.

Perhaps the autumn breeze was too cold, and the comrades who came out of Donggangshan tightened their clothes.

When he turned his head, the sadness in his eyes had dissipated, but he clenched the newspaper tightly, and his face was still high.

"Comrades, train well!"

Jin Dynasty.

Ji Kang, who was detained, counted the hours, and he knew that perhaps it would not be long before he was beheaded.

But he is not afraid.

He just looked at the gold list and was amazed.

"Good, good!"

At that moment, his voice penetrated the golden list and landed on Meng Ge of the Yuan Dynasty, and he spoke angrily.

"Can the aliens see it?"

"Now these people."

He didn't care if Mungo could see it, and stretched out his finger.

"Look at Zhou Shuren, still fighting with a pen."

"Look at Qu Qiubai, even if he is excluded, he is still willing to move forward hard for his faith."

"Look at the representatives from Dongangshan, they are always scrappy."

"Do you see the vitality of this era?"

"Zhonghua, will come out!"

On the gold list, the inventory is still going on at this moment. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

[In early August, the nationalist faction headed by Jiang Guangtou began preparations for the third attack on Wu. The siege of the industrial organization, this time, mobilized 300,000 troops, personally served as the commander-in-chief, the troops were divided into three ways, Nansing, Ji pressed, in the wind, long drive straight in, divided into joint attacks, wanted ten times the strength to defeat Wu. The production organization, but the representative of Dongangshan led the army to lure the enemy deep, defeated the enemy army in one fell swoop, and the siege plan failed]

[In late August, in view of the increasingly serious problem of Dongying, Jiang Guangtou simply called Zhang Xueliang, asking him to avoid conflict no matter how provocative Dongying was, and to put the people of his family and country first, and at the same time, publicly announce his life, and would rather die in a foreign country than die in nothing. ] Production Organization】

The gold list screen unfolds.

Now.

Shanghai Hai.

Newspapers and periodicals are not available prior to publication. The content of the production organization, including how to defeat the third nationalist army.

But there is also new news that Jiang Guangtou called Zhang Xueliang's content, and the siege of nothing. The determination of the production organization.

Hu Shi looked at the newspaper and nodded solemnly.

"Yes, sir is right."

"It's right not to resist!"

"At least nowadays the form, you have to let nothing first. Only when the industrial organization disappears can it concentrate on fighting with overseas foreign countries. "

However, at this moment, Zhou Shuren, who was sitting next to him reading the newspaper, shot up and scolded angrily.

"It's still right!"

"Nonsense!"

"Go and see the previous disasters, floods, plagues, look at the more than 100,000 displaced people, and see the devastation left by the warlord battle in the Central Plains."

"You may eat steak, what about the people? They even live well as a luxury, and they can only give up their dignity, crawl on the ground, and give the power of their life to the compassion of others. "

"Do you know how many of the lowest people are under heaven? How many years did the Qing dynasty make them cry? Are you going to make these people cry now? "

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

At that time, Zhou Shuren looked at his friends in front of him, raised his eyes to look at the singing and dancing outside the window, and looked at those who were arrested without a . The gunshots of the members of the industrial organization continued to sound, and he suddenly remembered that sentence.

China has always had few resilient resistances, few martial artists who dare to fight alone, and few hangers who dare to soothe traitors.

Daming.

Yang Sichang, Shangshu of the military department, looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

"How similar are the histories?"

Looking at the current Chinese melee war, inexplicably, he actually thought of the Three Kingdoms.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Wei Shu and Wu fought in a chaotic war, which was also a division of power.

But at that time, there were many talents, but the foreign races in the north did not dare to take this opportunity to make trouble, and even was once beaten by Cao Wei so that he did not dare to make a sound.

But after the Three Kingdoms, the talent is gone, and the chaos of the five hus, how miserable?

His gaze fell on the gold list, and his voice was a little heavy.

"Could it be that it is also because there are no talents today, so overseas aliens dare to be so unscrupulous?"

"It's going to be chaotic."

"The real mess is about to begin."

On the gold list, the inventory continues.

[In September of that year, the nationalists sent 300,000 troops to divide the army in three ways, intending to defeat Wu Wu within three months with their own strength. The industrial organization completed its merits in one battle, but the third siege, encountered the Hong's army lured the enemy deep, encircled, pursued, blocked, within a month, six battles and six victories, completely smashed the siege of the nationalists]

[In mid-September of this year, in the process of fighting the nationalists, there was no . The first general of the industrial organization died]

The gold list screen appears.

In the room, Deng Zhongxia was silent for a long time.

He just looked down at the newspaper as if he had seen the scene.

After the violent explosion, the dying Huang Raiders shouted with all his strength: "When is nothing. Production organizations can also have their own air force! "

The general always said that there was only the captured Xianning before.

Deng Zhongxia only felt that his chest cavity seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't speak.

So he could only turn around, look at the sky outside, and glide by the birds.

He thought about Huang Raiders' life.

This general, who is more than thirty years old, once entered the Lecture Wu Tang, also joined Mr. Sun's National Death Faction, participated in the Northern Expedition, and also studied at the Huangpu Military Academy.

Later, the nationalists sent Jiang Guangtou to betray him, and Huang Gongliu participated in the Yongzhou Uprising and joined Wu. The production organization, after which he followed to Mount Dongang.

He once led his team to the Xiang'e-Gan region that had not yet been carved out, and after several years of hardship, developed it into nothing. The production organization is desperate activity area.

The Hongjun twice fought against the siege of the nationalists, and he rushed to the front.

Such a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles is not because he lost the war and died, but because the nationalists sent and there were bombing aircraft.

Died from fighter bombing.

Deng Zhongxia let out a breath, and his voice was low.

"There will be, and our organization will definitely have more aircraft in the future."

Spring and autumn.

Lu Ban looked at the picture on the gold list, and his expression was a little dazed.

The world says that he made birds, but this is also a misinformation.

Not to mention the later gold list, this kind of manned aircraft flew into the sky.

"Are there really these things?"

He looked at the present nothing. Producing tissue, complex shaking heads.

Today's none. What is the difference between the production organization and them?

They are still using the most basic woodwork, iron products, they don't even have their own industrial base.

The other side.

Da Tang.

Li Jing's gaze locked on the plane.

As a general in the early days of the Great Tang Dynasty, his strategic vision was naturally there.

The enemy has such air combat power, almost no more than today's (Qian Zhao). The production organization is one level higher.

How they win.

The gold list inventory continues.

[In mid-September, an elderly man died of illness, as the first stage of government affairs, his status was very high, and many people came to mourn]

The screen appears.

That was the last thing he looked like before he died.

The old man's name is Yang Du.

He participated in the imperial examination of the Guangxu Year and also studied in Dongwin.

Because he was implicated in the change of Peng, he also debated with Mr. Sun Zhongshan.

Participated in the constitution-making, supported the restoration, until later, joined the none. Production group.

He managed to rescue Li Dazhao, but when Jiang Guangtou and others betrayed him, he applied to join Wu. Production organization.

At that time, Deputy Wei was still asking him if he was afraid of the nationalists, and many even ridiculed him for being over 50 years old.

But he doesn't care.

From the hospital bed, he looked out the window at the sky.

He was almost speechless, but he was still trembling, trying his best to lift his finger and point to the map.

The students followed his fingers and saw Hu Nan.

"The one who can save China is born in Hu Nan."

"Now, they've bloomed."

This moment.

Daming.

Emperor Chongzhen looked at the picture on the golden list and fell silent.

Zhu Qizhen also turned his gaze to Hu Nan, his brows furrowed.

Emperors such as Li Longji of the Great Tang Dynasty and Zhao Zhi of the Southern Song Dynasty were all watching the assertion of this dying old man.

They are in doubt.

In such a chaotic era, can anyone really calm such a chaotic era?

Zhao Shu's gaze fell on the map, thinking about being taken by this old era show talent, the new era of nothing. Member of the industrial organization.

So, who will those people he is talking about?

He thought of those who had proposed that a spark could set fire to the plain. Member of the industrial organization.

But now they have repeatedly encountered nothing. Production organization multiple lines excluded, no. Sanko, and even members of the Adventure Route, disagreed with their ideas.

They can only develop silently alone.

They really can put the whole nothing. Do you bring up the production organization, or even bring this broken mountain and river, out of the darkness?