289 Sadness and Joy

289 Sadness and Joy (Middle)

The whole Nanchang is boiling, and 300,000 people in Nanchang are immersed in the sea of joy.

The majestic ranks of the National Revolutionary Army entered the city from the Hue Gate in the south of Nanchang.

In the trumpet and slogans of the National Revolutionary Army, workers, students and citizens crowded the streets. Tens of millions of colorful flags were flying in the air, and the ranks of various arms of our army walked into this famous revolutionary city with majestic and neat steps.

Li Liejun cruised the city street at the invitation of Li Xiang.

"The prosperity is still the same." Li Liejun sighed.

Li Dashuai sneered and said, "The market is indeed 'prosperous'. Since the rule of the Beiyang Army, the countryside has gone bankrupt, the fields have been barren, and the population has been greatly reduced. However, the city is prosperous and the population has also increased. It is the Beiyang army that grabs grain, captures ding, and bandits everywhere, and massacres them. Many people abandon their hometown and come to the city, resulting in a state of abnormal development.

On both sides of the street are full of citizens lining up to welcome the general.

Along the road, the road was full of citizens holding five-star red flags, crying and shouting to welcome the National Revolutionary Army, General Li, and the former governor Li Liejun.

"I also cried. The citizens who welcomed us were all hungry and tired, very thin, and there were traces of overdoneness around. Their homes were burned down. We made them suffer in such a situation. We didn't let them escape this scourge of war. They welcomed us sinners so much... We all cried.

Li Liejun recorded his feelings at that time in his later years. The street scene of Nanchang, which came into everyone's eyes in tears, was so desolate. There are broken walls on both sides of the road. Countless dead snake-like wires are hanging on the charred wires. The wreckage of tanks, cannons, the bodies of Beiyang Army soldiers and citizens continue to appear with the extension of the road.

"It's too miserable, even worse than Xiaogan and Hankou!" Zhu Xiaoxian muttered. He remembered the streets of Xiaogan and Hankou that he saw after the autumn and summer war in 1911. It seems that the Beiyang Army used all the buildings as bunkers, and in order to destroy them, they had to destroy them.

The marine officers in the same car also whispered when they heard Zhu Xiaoxian's murmur.

Although the sandbags used by the Beiyang Army to set up positions have been removed, the leaking sand and soot are flying in the strong wind. Near the city center, the eyes are full of burnt buildings, and the hanging wires are like weeping willows fluttering in the wind.

In the area around the governor's office, Li Liejun's guard company serves as a guard.

Part of the governor's mansion collapsed, the shape was incomplete, and the interior was also blackened by shells and flames. The ground was full of glass fragments, and a beam of light was illuminated in the opening of the central dome.

When they passed the gate outside the governor's mansion, Xu Yifan ordered the driver to stop. He and Yuchen jumped out of the car and followed Marshal Li.

Marshal Li excitedly wore the Silver Star Medal to Yang Fan's chest.

The two dirty battlefield Xiaoqiang were stopped by the guards.

"Please leave! Soldier! This is not where you should come."

"Bounce away!" Yuchen replied rudely.

Xu Yifan showed his agent's ID: "In any case, we must follow the commander-in-chief's order. Please tell us where Marshal Li is about to give a speech.

The guard hasn't seen the certificate clearly, and Xu Yifan has put it away.

"It seems that you don't know." Xu Yifan rudely pushed the guard aside.

The two sloppy Xiaoqiang were not talking nonsense. Despite the angry eyes of the senior officers, they squeezed inside and stood in the building overlooking the podium.

Most of the windows of the Gothic governor's mansion have been broken, and the huge copper dome has also been deformed and blackened.

A few minutes later, Lin Dong's jeep came to the gate.

Lin Dong has never worn military uniforms for formal occasions. In these days of guerrilla fighting in southern Jiangxi, he did not have the opportunity to wear military uniforms, and naturally he did not prepare military uniforms. He was wearing a wrinkled and dirty combat uniform. He hasn't repaired his face since the second "encirclement" and doesn't look good.

The one who once stopped Xu Yifan and Yuchen, and the neatly dressed guard stopped Lin Dong's off-road vehicle.

"Kid, what do you want to do?" Lin Dong, who was holding a huge cigar, said rudely.

"Only the cars in this department are allowed to enter the wall, sir." The guard said unsently.

Lin Dong took out the cigar given to him by Marshal Li from his mouth and said, "Kid, this place is our real estate, and it is my soldiers who occupy this damn place."

"This is the order, sir. I'm sorry, I can't let you go." The guard looked a little bad. After the failure of the Shanghai uprising, he went to Jiangxi to defect to Li Liejun. He had just served as Li Liejun's guard and didn't know Lin Dong.

Lin Dong suddenly grabbed the windshield and stood up. He smiled and said, "I don't care what order I gave you. The order given to me is to go there. I must go in. Get out of here now."

"Not today, sir." The young guard blushed, and he saw the arrogance of the revisionists mentioned by his predecessors.

"Listen, boy, if you want to abuse your power here, you should come here when we break through Nanchang and break through these streets. At that time, you will make your mouth and nose bleed.

"This is the order, sir. You can't go in." The guard turned straight back.

Lin Dong turned to the driver, learned from the classic style of Li Marshal, and stretched out his arm and pointed: "Break through, Ah Hai!"

A Hai started the car, and Lin Dong was thrown into the seat by inertia.

The guard jumped aside and shouted, "I'll clean you up when you come out of it."

Part of the government hall of the governor's office collapsed, the shape was incomplete, and the interior was also blackened by shells and flames. The ground was full of glass fragments, and a beam of light was illuminated in the opening of the central dome. Chairs were lined up in the hall, and the dignitaries, the commanders of the 4th Army and the Guards who returned from exile in Jiangxi were seated separately, and the army and naval officers led by Tang Xiangming stood neatly on the stage. Although there are some whispers in the hall, it is still relatively quiet. You can hear the sound of machine guns in the direction of Dongdaemun and the civil structure building next to the government hall, and the cracking of wood.

The roof of the main hall is a huge skylight. In the curvy corridor above the platform, Li Liejun's ceremonial soldiers stood quietly like statues with shining helmets, which made several Marines present tired.

"You will definitely think," Tang Xiangming complained to Zhu Xiaoxian, "All honor should be given to the soldiers who occupied this place."

At noon, the hole in the roof of the government hall was blown by the wind to make a sad sound.

When the clock pointed to 12 o'clock, Li Dashuai and Li Dudu walked into the hall arm in hand. Except for the photojournalist running around to take pictures, everyone stood still.

Xu Yifan and Yuchen stood in the hall and still attracted dissatisfied eyes. Yuchen was a little bored, and there were three rows of generals of the National Revolutionary Army in Kajibu uniforms. He never knew there were so many generals. There are also several rows of members of the Jiangxi Provincial Council and other senior officials.

The hall also smells of smoke. Yuchen could also hear the sound of small arms in the distance. The occasional cannon shook the building.

Marshal Li calmly walked to the podium, and behind him sat Dudu Li.

Li Xiang stood in front of the pulpit and said without opening remarks: "Our army - the army that fought bravely under the banner of the greatest hope and encouragement of the Chinese nation - the National Revolutionary Army has liberated the ancient capital of Jiangxi Province. It has been freed from the authoritarian rule of Yuan Shikai of the Beiyang Army. The people here The people have once again been given the opportunity to realize their belief in life, that is, to adhere to the unchanging belief that personal freedom and personal dignity are put first..."

When Marshal Li said this, the broken glass on the north side of the hall fell in the shock of the gunfire and suddenly fell like raindrops from the high-up edged skylight.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

It caused panic among everyone present. Everyone thought it was a bomb explosion. Only Marshal Li did not move. On his thin and stubborn lips, the smell of tobacco from the huge cigar emitted a faint fragrance. He looked up at the top of his head with the sound of fragmentation and exclamation, where there was a bloody five-star red flag of the National Revolutionary Army.

Although public opinion within the Kuomintang said that the five-star red flag was "too conspicuous" in the whole ceremony, which would make people think that "the party flag representing the red flag on the blue sky and the ground stood aside", Marshal Li's personal prestige in the whole Jiangxi war undoubtedly reached a new peak at this moment - later The history shows that the development of the Jiangxi War is only the prologue, but Marshal Li has reached a new peak in the prologue.

The peak means that there will be a higher peak if you go further.

The officers quickly put on their helmets, but the bare-headed Marshal Li did not flinch at all. He continued to speak slowly, as if nothing had happened.

It is still an aria-like speech.

"Li Dudu, I am very happy to return the seat of the Jiangxi government to you on behalf of the National Revolutionary Army Command. Here you can better fulfill the responsibilities entrusted to you by the Provisional Covenant. As a member, the National Revolutionary Army will stay in Jiangxi to help you.

He paused for a moment, and then asked everyone to stand up and sing the March of the Volunteers with him.

Everyone took off their helmets when they stood up.

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves..."

Tears flowed down Li's cheeks, but his voice was deep and firm.

After singing, Marshal Li turned to Li Liejun and said affectionately, "Dudu Li, my officers and I will assist you from now on and take on the military responsibility of defending Jiangxi. At the same time, we will leave the power to perform Jiangxi civil affairs to you and your government."

Li Liejun stood up and held General Li's hand tightly.

"We respect you!" Li Liejun said loudly, tears kept flowing down his rough cheeks, "We love you as much as we love national savior! How can I express my and the people of Jiangxi's gratitude to you?

Lin Dong has been observing Marshal Li with reverence throughout the ceremony. He raised the banner of Wuchang and tried to save his country. He is the idol of the people.