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

[The wind kills, the ambition of the wolf son of the East wins, finally breaks out]

Autumn 19.31, September.

Forcibly occupied the Dongyingguan Winter Army in the northeast region and began the so-called unauthorized action.

Guan Dongjun was still thinking about how to expand to occupy the entire northeast.

Guan Dongjun's senior general Territory Fei Yuan did not have any expanded funds and security personnel in his hands.

So he began to pay out of his own pocket and borrow money from the big family to keep Fengtian City running.

Hard work, at all costs, madness.

The crazy Dongying Island soldiers chose to invade China in such an extreme way.

The screen turns.

Shanghai Hai.

Members of the National Party were entering and leaving the dance hall and casually rewarding the enchanting figures who sang and danced.

The red lights of Yi Ziyan dazzled people's eyes, they carried drinks, ate steaks, shook their heads to the music, and enjoyed the high society. Yes.

Someone is writing carefully with their heads down, attacking members of the organization.

Someone is studying the map, how to do nothing. The industrial organization completely besieged and died.

Not. What about production organizations? Under the enormous pressure of the nationalists, layers of siege.

Comrades from the city's underground contact points rushed to and fro, risking being targeted to deliver the news.

With the workers and peasants and soldiers going door to door with books, carefully publicized to the fellow villagers without . Production thoughts.

Carrying hoes, they walked through the bleak autumn breeze and put down the grain they had helped their fellow villagers pick up.

Dongying officials knew that they were about to invade China, and two 240-caliber cannons were transported from the Dongying Arsenal to Shengo, and then Shenhu was transported by passenger ship to the Shun Fortress, and then disassembled and camouflaged and sent to the barracks.

On Dong Ying Island, the officers chose soldiers born in the cold areas north of Dong Huan to adapt to the operation in Northeast China.

Then they lectured.

"The Chinese people, just follow the peace and contentment mentality, military government affairs are just the profession of their ruling class, they are very different from the modern country, in the final analysis, this Huaxia is just an autonomous tribe and the name of the homeland to start, so the people have little awareness of the homeland, no matter who controls the government. Power, military power, and public order have nothing to do with the overall situation. "

Yes, they see China that way.

In this era, these Donghuan officers studied the state of China's scattered sand very deeply, so they dared to take advantage of the situation and fight the crowd.

Gold list.

[In September, Dong Ying entered Northeast China, none. Voices of production organizations]

The screen appears.

Autumn in the northeast has begun to get cold, and it is bone-chilling.

Young Yang Jingyu still looks like a miner, eating and living with other miners in the mine every day.

At this moment, his face is full of stubble, looking at the letter, the pain in his chest is like this era, about to tear people apart.

He thought of the despair of He 823 and others when the merchants of Dongying gave the order without hesitation before, and the three thousand compatriots in the mine watched the last light go out little by little, leaving only billowing smoke.

Thinking of now, those aliens who blew up the railroad tracks on their own and took the opportunity to send troops to China, thought of the local people sending garrisons to watch like this, and gave the order not to resist!

Those Chinese soldiers were confiscated their guns, how desperate should they be when they faced the muzzle of the enemy's black hole?

The territory was gone, and Dongying openly killed the Chinese people on Chinese soil, and the nationalist faction retreated again and again, allowing them to be slaughtered.

"Are the nationalists blind!"

He couldn't hold back and roared out.

Some members of the National Faction who knew his identity just looked at him: "It's useless, the National Faction doesn't stand up, you don't have . Didn't the industrial organization dare to stand up? "

Yang Jingyu's eyes were angry and he took out the envelope.

"Today, I represent Manchuria Wu. The representative of the industrial organization announced that there was none. The industrial organization will oppose Japan in the northeast. "

Throw the floor with sound!

The member of the National Faction looked at it in a complicated way.

Not. The production organization is crazy...

Now no one dares to care, even the nationalist faction, which is strong and strong, has money and weapons, has retreated.

They actually chose to be anti-Japanese directly!

[In September of this year, Dong Ying occupied northeast China, the nationalists retreated, the warlords did not resist, no one spoke, and no one spoke. The industrial organization issued the Tohoku Declaration]

This moment.

The screen appears.

Zhou Shuren said that China has always had few failed heroes, few resilient resistances, and few martial artists who dare to fight alone.

The nationalists did it, and so did the warlords.

But finally someone came forward.

Qu Qiubai, Deng Zhongxia, Wei deputy, Donggangshan walked out, Xiangdi Wu. Representatives of the production organization.

One by one, all figures came forward.

They began to converge, no longer hiding their figures in the madness of the nationalists.

A meeting that decided none. All previous plans to oppose the nationalists began to slow down.

These people returned to the public eye in a tragic autumn.

When the nationalists did not dare to speak and the northeast warlords did not resist, they took the lead in publishing a declaration in the Hongqi Weekly.

Anti-Japanese!

Under the interview of the newspapers and periodicals, many reporters from Shinbao and other newspapers and periodicals spoke.

"None now. The form of the industrial organization in China is not very good, you are still facing the siege of the nationalists, will such a decision affect you, causing you to suffer enemies on both sides? "

At this moment, they just stood straight, like a pole.

"This has nothing to do with us saving the country."

"They kill them, we go to save the country!"

The reporters present were shocked, they looked at the ordinary figures in front of them, inexplicably, they felt a great power in them.

A reporter looked at these nothings with some confusion. Production organization.

"They kill them, we go to save the country...."

Gold list inventory.

[In late September, Jiang Guangtou learned the news and also began to act, he did not want to rely on the strength of the people to send his own strength, but chose the Jinling official to accuse the International Federation of Dong Ying invading the territory of China and breaking the covenant, asking the International Federation to take prompt action to stop it, and asking Dong Win to compensate for the relevant losses, Dong Ying refused, and the League of Nations chose the two countries to negotiate the withdrawal of troops to no avail]

[Although the top level of the people did not give the order, there are still many people in the national faction, and there is still blood in their bones]

The screen expands.

The thirty-two-year-old officer, standing straight at this moment, facing the bleak autumn breeze, seemed to fuel the fire in his heart.

His name is Feng Zhanhai, he once joined the Fengjian warlord, and now he has become a member of the National Faction with the Fengjian warlord.

At this moment, seeing the land of the East Win Projectile, killing this compatriot, occupying this land, the nationalist faction actually did not resist.

This man who devoted himself to the military finally came forward.

He looked at the green forest bandits who fled to the mountains, the people, he just looked down at the clothes on his body and smacked the ground fiercely.

"his anti-nothing. Production, save the country first! "

[At the end of September, the League of Nations resolved to notify Dong Ying to withdraw its troops, but Dong Huan refused to withdraw its troops]

Da Tang.

Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Gao Shilian, Wei Zheng and dozens of other military generals, Li Xiaogong, Qin Qiong, Wei Chigong and dozens of other military generals were there.

Cui Yixuan of the Qinghe Cui clan was the first to speak.

"Now that the warlords have disappeared, the nationalists are divided into radicals, conservatives, and workers' and peasants' organizations that go out alone. Production tissue, also divided into none. Industrial, adventure roads, rural roads, chaos. "

"But if that's the case, it's just a few factions, and now it's the beginning of external occupation."

Li Xiaogong, the idle county king, also frowned at the moment.

"The big mess has begun."

Wei Zheng looked at the gold list until it fell into nothing. On the tissue.

He closed his eyes and sighed as he spoke.

"Such a troubled time, nothing. It is even less likely that industrial organizations can create great powers. "

Big Han.

Now the ancestor of Han Gao, Liu Bang, is also old.

The ranger spirit on his body was covered by majesty, looking at the golden list.

"Now that the nationalists, warlords, and overseas foreign countries are there, the League of Nations is watching the drama, the warlords are making concessions, and the nationalists hold the so-called policy that foreign countries must first settle down, and expect the League of Nations to assist China in retreating and winning the east."

"None. There is little hope for the production organization. "

The other side.

Northern wei dynasty.

Emperor Xiaowen also looked at the scene of the past and after.

He tries to bring himself into nothing. The situation that the industrial organization is in now, in the end, can only shake its head and smile bitterly.

A Chinese force that is weak externally and has strong force, but is bent on killing itself.

A few warlords with advanced blades in their hands and watching the development of the situation coldly.

An alliance of overseas countries waiting to watch the drama, even ignoring China, and still waiting for the opportunity to divide.

A crazy enemy nation with advanced weapons, tactics, ships, planes, unbridled and unscrupulous.

What about yourself?

Armed with wooden sticks and hoes, there are few firearms, and the number is not more than tens of thousands.

"It seems that to create a great power, you can only depend on other countries."

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[October, none. After the industrial organization took the lead in standing up and declaring the anti-Japanese opposition, the situation was difficult, but some people were willing to join at this moment without hesitation.

The screen appears.

On the streets of Shanghai.

Newsboys greet the autumn breeze, waving newspapers and periodicals in their hands, and shouting in the streets.

"Dongying blew up the railroad tracks, framed China, and used this to attack the warlords of the Fengji family, and the nationalists ordered no resistance!"

"Outside the trumpet!"

The sound gradually became smaller as the newsboy passed by.

Not far from the alley, in a small office, the young figure had just raised his right hand.

"For none. The production organization struggles to the end! "

"Oath Taker - Book of Yuan (BCAB)!"

The young man's face was solemn and sacred, and he suddenly understood why Mr. Li Dazhao, Mr. Chen Duxiu, who he watched when he was a child, still refused to retreat even in the face of such danger.

Also understand why those who were arrested did not. The members of the industrial organization, and even a few gentlemen who read and wrote in the left union, were not willing to betray.

At this moment of taking the oath, it is more like establishing some kind of great faith for yourself.

It was engraved in the bones and indelible.

Twenty-year-old Yuan Shu looked at the introducer and did not know that the person in front of him was mastering nothing. One of the general heads of intelligence of the industrial organization.

He didn't even know that at this moment, his magnificent life was about to begin.

The descendants will have a [Pretender] TV series to commemorate him.

He will be the prototype!

Gold list.

[In early October, Dongying faced international remarks and found a high-sounding excuse for himself, that is, to cobble together a pseudo-official in the northeast, and on this day, the pseudo-northeast public opinion independent official construction research association was established, and the chairman laid the ceremony for the last emperor of the Qing court]

[Under the instigation of Dong Win, Yu Zhishan, a town guard of Liaodong sent by the people, announced the surrender of Dong Ying and became the head of border security, and seven days later, Dong Win began to lead the Prince of the Qing Court, and the last emperor established a pseudo-official together with the structure, calling himself Manchu rule Manchu, and cooperating with Dong Ying people to the end]

Now.

Five generations and ten countries.

Northern Wei, Taiwu Emperor Tuoba Tao looked at the golden list.

"Han."

"The invasion of foreign countries has begun, what can you do?"

From the beginning, he was not optimistic about this group of people overthrowing the Qing court, and vowed to establish a state belonging to the people.

At the beginning of the Golden List, the Qing Dynasty had lagged behind the rest of the world by nearly a hundred years.

With such a gap, how can it be a day's work to catch up?

If there is no foreign object influence, there is no . The industrial organization may really be able to lead China out of the darkness and create a great country.

And now?

"Do you remember the various humiliating agreements signed by the Qing court when facing foreign countries overseas?"

"Now, start again."

[In early October, people all over China began to take to the streets to make their voices heard]

The screen appears.

The wind began to get colder, rolling up the fallen leaves and hunting in.

Nongangshan none. The representatives of the industrial organization out of the rumor are already Chinese no. Member of the Alternate Centre of Maternity Organizations.

Now he is writing a letter in front of the window with his head down.

This letter is addressed to Qu Qiubai.

On the letter, it is no longer nothing. The development of the future path of the industrial organization is aimed at the scene that China is now facing the forcible occupation of Northeast East Win.

He handed the letter to the police. Protect.

At that time, he stood by the window, watching this bleak and chaotic era.

The autumn leaves that spread over the mountains gradually changed color and became connected.

Like mountains and seas, a dazzling fire was ignited.

Shanghai Hai.

It was raining heavily, mixed with the wind, the windows creaking, and the dim sky was as crazy as if it was about to suddenly dump the majestic rain to the ground.

Under the light, Qu Qiubai, who had not yet recovered from his illness, looked at the letter from the representative who came out of Donggangshan.

He watched all the way, his gaze falling on the last sentence.

"There is still hope for the future of China."

"Go check it out."

Putting away the letter, Qu Qiubai muttered.

"Go check it out?"

He frowned and pushed open the window.

The next moment, the fierce wind swept the cold and biting rain, rushed into the room from the outside, and dumped on the articles and books that Qu Qiubai regarded as treasures.

But he didn't move, just looking at the scene in front of him.

Is that?

On the streets, Wu, who was originally hidden because of the crazy capture and persecution of the nationalists. Members of the industrial organization, standing in the heavy rain, carried the banner alone.

"Expell Dongying, return my mountains and rivers!"

He was in the heavy rain, soaked in his clothes, but he didn't care, like an iron gun, the roaring sound pierced through the wind and rain, and fell into the heart, like a fire in the rain!

"Expell Dongying, return my mountains and rivers!"

On the long street, while looking at his lonely figure, the rickshaw puller standing behind him put down the handlebars in his hand.

"his anti-nothing. Give birth! Lao Tzu is a Chinese man! "

The man with a sweat towel around his neck braved the heavy rain and came to Wu. Behind the members of the industrial organization, raise their hands high.

"Expell Dongying, return my mountains and rivers!"

This moment seemed to ignite some kind of flame in the bones of China, a farming family that has been circulating for thousands of years.

During this rainstorm, students in their teens threw off their hats, strode forward, and entered the ranks.

"Swear to death is not to die. State servants, compatriots stand up! "

With the owner of the roadside cigarette stall, he calmly closed the door and locked it.

This boss, who has been coldly watching the Chinese struggle for a long time, is used to fighting the Qing court and fighting warlords, but.

"No matter how you fight, it's all my Chinese business, East wins, get out!"

The cigarette stall owner, who had been silent for decades, held up a banner.

It's just a street!

Qu Qiubai looked at this scene, no longer cared about the wind and rain, pushed open the door, went downstairs, and rushed into this gust.

He ran and came to another street.

He saw hundreds of workers, standing in front of local officials.

He also recognized the first few of them, members of the workers' assembly, whose roar pierced the rain curtain.

"Give us a gun, let's fight."

"We will save our own travel expenses, as long as you give us guns, either they die there or we die there!"

Hundreds of workers chanted at the moment.

"Defend China to the death!"

Qu Qiubai's footsteps did not stop, the rain was rapid, but he seemed to see a cloud of fire in this heavy rain, and the enthusiasm made people feel like they were about to burn.

He saw a few flour merchants and textile merchants who never attended events on the next street, living so carefully.

But at the moment they are standing in the rain with banners.

"Stop targeting none. Industry organization, protect against foreign aggression! "

Standing behind them, a huge procession of women, schoolgirls, shouted despite facing the guns.

"Return me to the northeast, expel the east win!"

There were concession patrols watching from afar, wanting to roar, however.

A nationalist soldier with a gun looked at him with scarlet eyes, the patrolman was a little frightened, and the next moment he raised his gun and shouted.

"Jointly guard against foreign insults and expel Dong Win!"

In their bones, they are all Chinese people!

Newspapers and periodicals also continue to appear, Shanghai, Jingshi, Jincheng, Jinling, Zhizhou, Khankou, Nansing...

One by one, the most ordinary people, such as vegetable sellers, students, workers...

Standing in the heavy rain, Qu Qiubai was saying.

"China's hope is still there, and new powers will be there in the future!"