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

Big Han.

Da Sima Huoguang looked at the figure reading.

Even though his eyes were bloodshot, he kept learning.

He spoke complexly.

"Do you remember?"

"This descendant named Li Bai, at first, he just watched Li Dazhao and their magnificence."

"From a teenager who lost his parents and chopped wood to raise his younger siblings, to a short-term worker bullied by a landlord, to a participant in Wu. Production organization. "

"His conviction will only grow stronger with time."

"It's this kind of people who continue to join in. Production organization. "

"It's the decaying and dim hope of troubled times."

Gold list.

[In mid-June, the puppet Manchurian official supported by Dongying began to implement the economic integration of Dongying Manchuria]

The screen appears.

Yang Jingyu looked at the newspaper and was extremely angry.

The so-called Manchukuo forcibly classified Northeast enterprises.

Public industries such as banks and railways, officially licensed automobiles, wool textiles and other industries, as well as agriculture, animal husbandry, flour and other industries.

These enterprises are all at the disposal of the Dongyingguan Winter Army!

"This is clearly to use the land of the northeast to supply the east to develop industry."

"When the Dongying industry is large-scale, use these materials to invade China."

Before, it was just a military occupation, but now Dongying wants to take everything in the economy for itself!

"These East Win imps!"

[The form of Dong Ying's invasion of China has intensified, and the nationalists are still indifferent, nothing. Even when the Soviet organization was under siege, it still fearlessly issued a declaration]

The screen expands.

Now.

A press reporter is taking notes.

The Soviets from Donggangshan were angrily reprimanded.

"All the workers, peasants, soldiers, and all the toiling masses of China! The evil nationalist faction, since betrayed the northeast, betrayed Neimao, betrayed Pingjin, and now betrayed the whole of North China to Dongwin! "

Only the traitors and nationalists would shamelessly say that China's "360" is currently "insufficiently powerful and unable to win against the East," and that the nationalists have two million troops, a large number of weapons, and tens of thousands of yuan in loans and revenues, but their money and guns have been used for nothing. Giving birth to life is used to suppress every common person who opposes East Win! "

"The nationalist faction is the lackey of the East Win foreign country and all overseas foreign countries, and the scavenger who divides China with overseas foreign countries."

Since this day, snowflakes have generally flown to Shanghai, Wuhan, Nansong and other places.

[Even though the territory fell one after another, the already frenzied nationalists gathered the strength of the five provinces, and still bit the siege of Xijiang, nothing. The representatives of the industrial international gave up guerrilla pulling and chose to command none. The army of the industrial organization divided into six routes and engaged in positional warfare with the nationalists, in an attempt to block the enemy at the same time.

[The situation of insufficient troops, backward weapons and backward weapons faced the nationalist faction head-on, and the proletarian organization lost the battle]

[In the chaotic times, Liu Bannong, who set off a wave of ideological enlightenment with Chen Duxiu, Li Dazhao and others, is leaving]

The screen appears.

Inside the prison.

Although Chen Duxiu was sentenced to thirteen years in prison by the nationalists, his treatment was much better than that of others.

There are newspapers and periodicals, there are pens and paper.

It's just that he is too old, and the old age makes people feel depressed.

When the nationalists were in custody, there were also military and police officers who asked him for words.

He just looked at these traitors coldly and wrote them down without hesitation.

The three armies can win the handsome, and the pifu cannot win the will!

When it was seen that the nationalist faction continued to besiege Wu despite the high-sounding encroachment on China by Dong Ying. When he organized the press, he angrily rebuked.

"Are these nationalists crazy!"

"You are traitors, national thieves!"

However, a newspaper came.

The newspaper in his hand fell, Chen Duxiu did not lose control of his emotions, and he fell silent.

Liu Bannong, who was in his forties, died.

He thought of the old days, when the young man made a sword out of a pen.

When old ideas were everywhere, he wrote articles such as my view of literary improvement and the book of Fuwang Jingxuan.

Sharp words, dissecting the essentials, how arrogant?

He thought that when he was going to come to Shanghai, he was also going to the Eagle Country.

Send him calligraphy and painting yourself, and say goodbye to poetry.

Thinking of the time when he said that the new youth are a fire, they are all followers of the torch.

The prison fell silent.

For a long time, this old reader with desolate eyes stood up and carried a little squatter.

"One more gone."

"Shou Chang is gone, Jun Man is gone, Shi Ying is gone, Yan Nian is gone, and Qiaonian is gone."

"Now you're gone."

He faltered a little and looked up at the window.

"I'm left with an old man."

[In the face of the madness of the nationalists, none. The industrial organization has never yielded, let alone ignored the encroachment of Dongying because of its own danger, and in mid-July, the Soviets from Donggangshan issued a declaration for the Chinese workers' and peasants' fighters to go north to fight against Dongwin.]

Inside the conference room, the atmosphere is depressing.

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

Seeing that the nationalist faction is still besieging unscrupulously now, the big guys always spoke.

"The northeast is gone, and Pingjin is gone!"

"What are these people still doing!"

"Good, the national faction does not dare to go north and win the east to fight, let's go!"

In the room, newspapers and periodicals came out of the mimeograph machine.

At this moment, along the railway, along the road, along the ferry to all directions!

The Chinese Soviet officially declared a confrontation against Dong Ying.

This moment.

Shanghai Hai.

Several workers looked at the newspapers and recited excitedly.

"Dong Ying annexed our northeast, invaded our Renhe and Nei Gu, and now seized our entire North China, Dong Win wants to turn all the Chinese people into death. State slaves..."

"The nationalist warlord Jiang Guangtou faced foreign enemies and consistently surrendered and betrayed."

"We, the advance team of Chinese workers and peasants who went north to oppose the East Victory, are willing to join forces with all Chinese people and all armed forces to jointly oppose the East and defeat the East Win usurpers!"

The workers had red eyes.

Xinyue Bookstore.

Hu Shi was also looking at the newspapers, but his face was filled with disbelief.

"Crazy! The nationalists sent a large army to press the border, did not want to run, and just issued a declaration of frontal confrontation with Dongwin. "

"How many enemies are they trying to set up for themselves!"

He couldn't understand what the organization was thinking.

The other side.

In class, Zhou Shuren, who also saw the newspaper, smiled.

He turned his head to look out the window, in the direction where Chen Duxiu was.

"Zhongfu, your nothing. Production organization, someone has carried it forward! "

【None. The news that the industrial organization openly stated that it wanted to go north to the anti-eastern winning front soon came, but there was none. The organization is not just talk, July, none. After issuing the declaration, the industrial organization has begun to move and prepare to go to the north.

The screen appears.

The National Party is official.

Bright and spacious office.

Wang Jingwei looked at the newspaper in his hand, and finally just sneered with disdain.

"Going north? What goes north against east wins? "

"Who wouldn't just say nice things? Your people, your guns, are powerless to resist even our siege. "

"And what to say against the East wins."

He casually threw the newspaper in his hand aside.

"That is, to take advantage of this opportunity to mobilize the people and sound high-sounding!"

The other side.

The agent organized the military commander, and He Zhonghan also shook his head.

He doesn't believe in nothing. The organization will be so desperate.

If it is true, they must be attacked on both sides.

An organization that can grow to this point can never be so short-sighted.

However, soon they were all stunned.

The news came again.

In order to oppose the invasion and occupation of the Eastern Victory, the Chinese Soviet Union had begun to appoint the Seventh Army to form the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Anti-Eastern Victory Advance Team.

At the same time, this army had been ordered to begin to transfer back to Xijiang from Zhangzhou.

At the same time, they are preparing a large number of weapons, as well as heavy weights.

Wang Jingwei watched the news in his office and was stunned.

These workers and peasants really want to go north!

You must know that they are still under the rain of bullets sent by hundreds of thousands of people.

You must know that they are only tens of thousands!

The other side.

The night was dark, and a person removed the mask of the Central Commander from Yuan Shu, who had locked himself in the room.

At that moment, he looked at the news, and his gaze fell on his pale face in the mirror.

Yes, I can only live in a dark corner.

But organizations are not, they are light, they are fire.

Even in the face of strong enemies from the Kuomintang and Dongwin, even if there are not many comrades left in the organization.

But the land can not be lost an inch!

Even if it will die.

Tears flowed down his face, and Yuan Shu wrote lonely on the mirror.

Not. Long live the production organization. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

This is the organization in his heart, and the only salvation in his heart when he walks away in a mask.

[Mid-July, none. The property organization sent to the national delivery of none. The industrial organization issued a declaration of cooperation, even if so many comrades were sacrificed at the hands of these people who did not have the righteousness of the country and the country, they were still willing to cooperate with the nationalists to win against the East.]

The screen appears.

Shuzhong.

The warlord Liu Xiang looked at the nationalist faction and frowned.

"This is nothing. The production organization has made a big fuss. "

"The people sent hundreds of thousands of troops, aircraft, tanks and artillery chased behind them to fight, and they dared to directly face the Upper East to win."

"East winning, even the strong and strong nationalist faction has instigated, they are really crazy."

However, Liu Xiang felt an unprecedented determination from them.

The moment these people went to the front, he actually wanted to be together.

Just thinking that the soldiers under him still had to rely on the national faction to eat, he had to grit his teeth and hammer the table hard.

However, the information sent by his subordinates made him stunned.

Not. The industrial organization publicly issued a declaration of cooperation, saying that as long as the East wins the war to fight for China's independence and freedom, realize the civil rights to govern the country, ensure the happy life of the people, and adhere to Mr. Sun's life-threatening thinking.

They are willing to cancel their own official and join the national faction to win together!

At that time, Shanghai Hai.

The warlord Duan Qirui, who now has no military power, hides in Shanghai from Jincheng after refusing to help Dongying establish a puppet official.

At the moment he looked at the press, nothing. The declaration of the industrial organization was extremely shocking.

"In order to win against the East, even nothing. The official established by the bourgeoisie at the expense of so many people is gone. "

At that moment, he turned his head to look in the direction of Jinling and cursed angrily.

"The people sent Jiang bald head, you and nothing. Those people in the production organization are really not courageous! "

Right now.

Tsujo.

Back in the time when Dong Win blew up the railroad tracks.

This nationalist officer from the green forest who mixed with the warlords, Ma Zhanshan, led the soldiers to win the first anti-east:

But it was precisely because he ignored Jiang's bald head and was completely marginalized.

Now he can only live in Jincheng, and there is no army.

By the window, he looked at the newspapers, it was nothing. The anti-East Win Advance Team launched by the industrial organization!

The officer stood up excitedly.

"Good, good! This is the hope of the Chinese people! "

"Fight East Win!"

Meanwhile.

The other side.

Xie Jinyuan, who had just graduated from the officer academy founded by Jiang Guangtou, was leading the army to practice at this moment.

The young officer, who had fought a life-and-death battle with Dongying in the 19th Route Army, looked at the news.

He thought of the initial, Jiang bald head facing Dongying's attitude.

Leave the XIX Army alone.

Send the people to send a large army to cooperate with the 100,000-strong army of the Dong Win Alliance that was spontaneously organized against East Win League.

He clenched his fists and looked at Bei Shang Wu. Production organization.

"Good!"

"It's all good boys!"

Towering Xianyang.

Meng Tian looked at the golden list in front of him and sighed.

"None. The industrial organization has now been cornered by the nationalists, and I can't imagine such courage. "

"The time and place are not there, and they dare to fight and win."

When Li Si heard this, he also nodded.

"There are no advanced blades, and even the number of people is not as good as the nationalists."

"Now that the foothold is almost gone, in the hands of Dongying and the nationalists, I am afraid it will be difficult for them."

Their voices penetrate the gold list.

At that time.

Daming.

Liu Bowen listened to Meng Tian and Li Si's judgment, which was equally complicated.

"As you can imagine, no. How difficult it is for the organization to grow to this point. "

"The warlords are under pressure, the nationalists are betrayed, and there is no . International error guidelines. "

"Not only did they not collapse under such setbacks, but they went from a small ideological organization, to mobilizing workers, and now, with their own army and guns."

"Their thoughts and the nothing behind them. Producing two words, I am afraid that it is unimaginably powerful. "

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded equally complicatedly.

"Never seen before."

At that time, the voice of Ying Zheng also entered the gold list.

"For the first time, I learned that the potential of an organization is unimaginable."

Huan Zheng, Zhu Yuanzhang and others raised their heads in different times and spaces, looking at the pictures that continued to appear on the gold list.

[October, none. Under the pressure of the nationalist faction, the industrial organization began to embark on a journey.]

The screen expands.

The autumn breeze is bleak.

Li Bai, who had just arrived to learn radio communication, was tying the cover with a rope and tying it to his body.

The squad leader stood next to another young comrade and sorted out the communication equipment together.

Li Bai moved out the door with a sharp back cover, and was greeted by the killing autumn breeze.

He looked up and saw that the only thin horses in the company were carrying heavy communications equipment, documents, parts for arsenal machines, and banknote machines.

None of the horses were ridden, even the commanders on foot.

The only horse lay a comrade who had not recovered from his serious injuries.

Several comrades from the cooking class prepared iron pots, cutting boards, fishing rods made of bamboo themselves, and lined up in front in straw shoes.

Li Bai also moved his legs.

The straw shoes grinded the calloused feet to pain, the blisters burst, and they didn't bleed, but they hurt badly.

There were teenage comrades with red eyes that limped 2.8 as they walked, suppressing themselves from crying.

When crossing the river, it was about to close the New Year, broke the blistered feet, broke the arm that was not yet good and soaked into the piercing river water, and when I got up, it was blue, suppurated, and unconscious, and only by drinking a sip of wild vegetable soup could I resist the cold a little.

Several bigwigs always looked at these wearing straw shoes, and some even had their clothes full of patches in the summer, and tears welled up in their eyes.

But they must move forward, Jiang Guangtou heavy troops surrounded and suppressed, nothing. The wrong path of the International has sacrificed too much.

They can die, but even if they do, they will now die on the battlefield against the occupiers.

For the freedom of China!

A long journey, there are young figures and old figures.

They were all wearing straw shoes and their clothes were so tattered that they could not withstand the cold wind of early autumn.

But it is such a group of people, but the light in their eyes makes people dare not look directly.

They raised their heads high and sang in unison.

Li Bai was also there, following the old squad leader's somewhat out of tune voice, tearing his throat and walking on the muddy mountain road.

"The blood is already boiling to fight for the truth, and the old world is in ruins, slave. Get up, get up! "

At that time, Li Bai looked at the team and did not speak.

He just stared at the northeast, the wireless device he was carrying in his hand became tighter and tighter, and his eyes seemed to have a flame burning.

The other side.

In addition to them, the detour team also embarked on a long journey with an uncertain future.

These fighters don't care if there are national factions chasing them, they only care about the territory of China.

Northeast.

Yang Jingyu was training with the anti-East Winning Coalition Army, and in the bitter cold, the marching soldiers looked serious, and their footsteps sounded uniformly on the ground.

Also singing songs, powerful.

"To create the happiness of the people, we can only rely on ourselves!"

At this moment, none. The production organization is like a fire burning in early autumn.