Mr. Shandong issued a notice both domestically and internationally, condemning the Japanese army's aggression and exposing the Japanese army's clumsy excuses, but was slapped in the face. This is not to say that the newspapers are all against Mr. Shandong, in fact, the newspapers show exactly the same as before, almost one-sided support for Mr. Shandong.

But this support is only manifested in the newspapers and the general public, and Chinese and foreign politicians are invariably silent, even if they are blocked by reporters and grabbed by their sleeves, they are just sending a low-level diplomatic spokesman to recite some peace articles painlessly, and insinuate a few words of denigration of the king of the Northeast as an old warlord.

Other domestic forces and international powers were very happy to see the Japanese invasion of Northeast China. Most of the local forces in the country look at the king of the Northeast unpleasantly. Most of the forces in the world have wanted to gnaw on Mr. Shandong's fat for a long time.

They didn't plan to do it themselves, and if there was a Japanese army exploring the way, of course they would be ecstatic to applaud. As for peace, justice, and national righteousness, it absolutely only exists in their official articles, and it will never exist in their hearts.

Under the weight of the clouds of war, most of the people in Shenyang City were panicked, and the order of the security army was quite unexpected. Panic and order converge, but time never stops, moving forward minute by minute.

After the sun sets, the moon does not rise. The lights of the Northeast King's Mansion were also not lit.

In the chamber, an experienced veteran general stated:

"The Japanese army has not had the will to communicate so far, and after capturing the North Camp, nearly 10,000 troops gathered at the North City Gate to transport guns and artillery, and there was a possibility of attacking at any time. The most dangerous thing is actually the air raid, they can mobilize 300 planes up, the planes are too flexible, so I ordered them not to turn on the lights for the time being, if the commander really does not want to leave Shenyang, please also be sure to move our prevention and control hole. ”

The tongue of the people fighting in the war is straightforward, and the prevention and control hole is directly described as an air-raid shelter, which is easily reminiscent of a rat hole, which is obscene and aggrieved.

The king of the northeast was indeed a little unhappy, and he immediately objected, saying:

"Damn, Lao Tzu won't drill that hole when he dies, pass on my orders, turn on the lights, all the anti-aircraft guns are facing the sky, and the planes will bombard one by one."

The king of the Northeast naturally has the blood of a hero.

A general immediately gave a military salute and turned around and went out to carry out the order of the king of the northeast. The light began to light from the very center of the Northeast Wang's residence, and then spread outward in turn, and finally the entire city of Shenyang was lit up.

Beads of sweat appeared on the head of the old general who had just suggested turning off the lights, but he still stood straight and did not make any extra movements to wipe his sweat. The face of the King of the Northeast suddenly became warm again, and he continued:

"Everyone has worked hard for a day today, you can't go to war yet, first put yourself down tired, give the order to start eating, after eating, you will divide into two groups and take turns to go back to sleep."

The generals saluted together.

The king of the northeast survived under the weight of the Japanese, Russian, Manchu and Qing dynasties, and grew into the warlord giant crocodile he is today, but he is actually extremely tactful, he waved his hand to appease his men, got up and went out to change clothes.

The eldest prince followed the king of the Northeast closely, making a posture of guard, and the father and son walked all the way through the sharp-looking guards, bypassed a long corridor, stood still in a secluded place around the corner, and said a few intimate words.

Grand Prince:

"Now that Japan has only 10,000 troops, if we fight hard, there will be absolutely no problem."

Northeast Wang Xiao:

"You're right, it's just that the casualties will be serious, and if it's even more serious, it may collapse and be eaten by those old guys in the prison."

Grand Prince:

"However, if we continue to delay like this, the Japanese side will certainly continue to increase our troops, and we will suffer even greater losses at that time."

The King of the Northeast nodded:

"No matter how many soldiers there are, it's the same, now it's just to let them be a little frightened and know the importance of Lao Tzu."

The eldest prince hesitated a little before continuing to report:

"The telegram to the whole country and the ministers of various countries has not been very good."

Northeast Wang Xiao:

"I know, even if I scold Lao Tzu and the old warlord, there is nothing new."

He was a little short, reached out and patted his son on the shoulder, turned and walked away, leaving the eldest son with a blank face.

Without the presence of the king of the northeast, the scene was chaotic like a vegetable market for small citizens, and the generals were discussing:

"Ma Danzi, it's all caused by Mr. Shandong, if it weren't for Daqing, it wouldn't be so conspicuous, and the Japanese are so anxious to tear their faces."

"Mr. Shandong has invested a lot of money in the Northeast, and almost all of his net worth has been filial piety! Now that the equipment in your hand is ten times stronger than last year, are you afraid of fighting the Japanese? ”

"Ma Danzi, who is afraid of whom, it's just that the commander's order is for us to retreat, what can be done."

The eldest prince went back to the council hall, listened to a sentence or two, and was not in the mood to accompany those old and young generals to eat, turned around and left, looked for the guards to make a few calls, confirmed that the female dependents and the fine soft had been evacuated safely, and sent another guard to Minghuchun.

In the Minghu Spring Hotel, after the night lantern, Principal Gao is still the previous practice, feasting with all the gentry and celebrities, the table is lined up, the dishes are very rich, there are rice wine and daughter red, there are porridge and white buns, there are sea bass and big autumn crabs.

Despite the fact that it was in a state of war, the food supply at the hotel was extremely adequate at first.

The gentry and celebrities put down their chopsticks and picked up their wine glasses, and sighed one after another, most of them looking like they had no appetite. Only a bearded old man munched on it, picked up a big crab, peeled off the shell, and gnawed directly with his mouth.

Everyone couldn't help frowning when they saw him eating like this:

"Slow down, slow down, beware of choking."

The old man looked up from the huge crab shell, and he was already in tears:

"Now there is food, I advise you to eat more, in a few days I don't know what the situation is, there is no food, when I was young, there was also a military disaster, there was no food, the streets were full of people with bowls begging for food. Every day, many people starve to death on the streets, and no one cleans up, which has a special name, starvation! If it weren't for the war, the poorest people would have relatives and friends to help them make a straw mat and dig a pit and bury it. When people are mixed into a state of starvation, there is really no dignity at all. ”

When the people heard this, they also recalled the past of some suffering, and there was a sound of sobbing on the table.

Principal Gao has a calm face:

"When you are full of learning, how do you know how to cry, there is no suggestion, I think we have today's meal, dry eating is also very boring, it is better to do some poetry and prose to help the fun, just use the word "Fallen Dragon" as the title, how about it?"

…… (To be continued.) )