Dynasties watched the founding of the modern nation, and the emperors were shocked

At this moment, the night is like a tide.

The boundless black is like a fog, shrouding the pitch-black city of Sijiu, which has a long history of vicissitudes.

There are too many people who have left footprints here, deep or shallow, and the history is a strong and colorful stroke.

Daqin

saw it, Dahan saw it, and Datang also saw it;

since the May Fourth storm,

it has entered a new stage.

It will be more bloody, more magnificent, and the heavy rain mixed with the storm and the thunder god will be enough to shake the blue sky.

Late Qin.

The people are even more overwhelmed, and the remnants of this era are like blood, as if they are about to enter the terminal.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang looked up at the picture in the canopy at this moment.

They have seen the shock, they have seen the brilliance....

Starting from the bleeding Tan Sitong, to Yixian, Huang Xing, to Chen Zhongfu, Li Shouchang, Lu Xun, Cai Yuanpei, etc

They have accepted the torch of inheritance from generation to generation, shouldered the responsibility of the times, and moved forward in confusion.

That in itself is a brilliance.

"Yixian and Huang Xing carried out revolution from the war and liberated a country; Chen Zhongfu, Li Shouchang, and Lu Xun reformed the people spiritually and ideologically

, and carved a road in the dark!"

"Now, it has blossomed and borne fruit, and they are about to carry out a counterattack. Looking

at the canopy, they whispered to themselves.

They also understand that this is a war in which all jade is burned, and if they are not won, they will die.

These people have never flinched.

......

In the canopy, words emerged.

[The patriotic wave set off by the students throughout the country aroused strong dissatisfaction among the foreign powers, and once the students of the north and south united, the situation would become very terrible, so the marshal ordered severe punishment.

[On June 3, 1919, thousands of students in the capital once again took to the streets to launch a large-scale propaganda campaign, which was suppressed, and more than 170 of them were killed. [

The next day, the students took to the streets again to give speeches, and more than 800 people were arrested, and the 'student prison' caused national outrage. New

text emerges.

The streets of the capital were chaotic, filled with shouts and invective.

Thousands of students came to the cells, fists raised, and demanded the release of the arrested students.

But they were greeted by patrols armed with firearms.

"Leave! Students should be like students, what kind of revolution do you study?"

the cold, black muzzle of the gun was pointed at them.

But the two students standing at the front, Chen Kaitai and Wu Xubin, were fearless.

As if they had foreseen their own end, they did not advance or retreat, but took two steps forward, raising their arms and shouting.

"Shoot, it doesn't matter if you kill the two of us, behind us are thousands of students.

"It's just death. "

Whoosh!whoosh!" The

patrolmen who received the order to shoot did not hesitate to shoot.

The bullet roared, penetrating the chests of Chen Kaitai and Wu Xubin, and immediately bloomed with blood.

At the moment of Zhongdan, they were all shouting: "Long live Young China!!"

and "Long live Young China!!

The students behind them also rushed forward as if they were infected, with red eyes and like crazy.

Bullets rained, they were not afraid.

They are not afraid of life and death.

They just want the authorities to release the arrested students and fight for justice.

The red, scorching blood splashed under the scorching sun, as if to confirm the arrival of the next stage.

The news of thousands of students resisting and the arrest of hundreds of students spread shockingly throughout the country, causing an uproar.

The picture changes.

It's the magic capital.

The newspaper seller waved a newspaper and ran through the streets.

He shouted with red eyes.

"Teenagers and students are the hope of China's future, but in the eyes of the official warlords, their lives are cheaper than grass, where is the way of the world?"

"The official can even kill the students, let alone us workers at the bottom

!" "Unite and ask for an explanation for these students, there are some storms and rains, and they should not bear them!"

As a result, one after another the workers were filled with righteous indignation, and they put down their work one after another and went to the streets

in anger!

This day was the awakening of the anger of the working class in the magic capital.

Spring and autumn.

Confucius looked at this scene with pain and sighed bitterly.

"The national humiliation and justice have been degraded, the official cowardice has evaded, and flattery, but the people have stood up. "

How ridiculous?!"

"Ahem..."Confucius

coughed violently.

......

The screen in the canopy changes.

It turned back to what the dynasties had seen before.

A tall figure stood at the mouth of a dark alley, holding a torch alof, standing alone.

Only then did the dynasty realize that the second movement of the students, the march of the workers in the magic capital, and the current scene were linked.

Boundless darkness, only a sporadic fire.

As if to devour him, this last bit of fire.

But then, more and more fires appeared.

It's

these workers! At the end of the speech, he told these workers, the men, and the vendors that the future world would be dominated by them!

But it was necessary to overthrow the rotten corruption of the warlords and establish a truly people-oriented era.

In the end, the ideology will inevitably devote itself to the revolution!

This is very difficult.

Labor pains must be experienced, and blood and sacrifices must be shed.

So the man in the robe began to call—

"Those who are willing to accompany me on this path, come with me!"

Thousands of people gathered like a torrent.

Mr. Tree also quietly followed.

Standing at the very corner of the alley.

At this moment, he was also shocked to see the eyes of these workers and men living at the bottom gradually brightening, and anger and anger were written on their faces.

It was the first time he had seen anger on the faces of these countrymen, and he was no longer numb.

Yes.

He was pessimistic when he wrote about the madman, but now he sees a glimmer of hope.

He had a hunch that after the students and youth, these working classes, were about to take the stage

, so his chest became enthusiastic, and he clenched the pen in his hand tightly.

"It is necessary for more people to see that now China is opening up an unknown and bright road

!" "Ideological enlightenment has finally swept the entire era!"

At the mouth of the alley, at this moment, there are countless working people gathered around the tall and hard side.

Bundles of torches illuminated his face as if it were a combination of light and darkness.

"Fellow workers, the compatriots in the magic capital have already marched and protested, those warlords, pointing their guns at our own people, the miasma of black smoke, the whole country is in danger, at this juncture, they have chosen to strike

!" "This is to tell the official, Chinese compatriots, we are not easy to bully, we are not fish on the board!"

His voice was louder and louder.

He even stood at the top and gave an impromptu speech.

"I think that not only the magic capital, but also the workers all over the country, should unite as a whole and be monolithic.

"Compatriots, it's our turn to be the masters of our own country, and we, the workers, must also participate in the revolution, stand on the world stage, set a precedent, and let the officials see our strength!"

At this moment, he clenched his fists and made a louder voice.