A few gunshots rang out, several enemies fell to the ground, three of the soldiers Zhang Yuguang led were also killed, and Zhang Yuguang was wounded in two more places.

Zhang Yuguang and the two remaining soldiers knelt in front of Fan Zhuxian, and Zhang Yuguang said: "Mr. Fan, after receiving your suicide note, I originally wanted to see you, but now I can only kneel in front of your will." The blood in your body is still hot, and the soldiers you trained before your death are still fighting. Yes, Mr. Fan, the scum of the nation has betrayed you, don't worry, our troops on the front line will definitely come to avenge you. Mr. Fan, your blood will warm the whole city, and on the great plains of northwest Shandong, thousands of people who do not want to be slaves will always miss you and complete your task of resisting the enemy and protecting their hometown. Yu Guang accepted your suicide note and swore to fight for your will. Mr. Fan, you wait quietly until we have repelled the enemy and then come and bury you. ”

Zhang Yuguang's eyes were full of tears, he had long forgotten that he still had three gunshot wounds on his body, he stood up, glanced at the two soldiers, and cast a firm glance.

At this time, the gunfire of street fighting in the city slowly moved to the northeast of the city. Fires erupted everywhere in the city, and some of the flames were no longer visible, only thick black smoke was emitting.

Zhang Yuguang and the two soldiers rushed for a while, and suddenly stood still, and another wave of enemies came from the opposite side. They could only turn into the small alley, where they rushed left and right, fighting the enemy. They rushed into Lu Zhonglian Square again.

On the edge of the square, there were ordinary people, chickens, and dogs killed by enemy planes, an old locust tree had burned off a layer of skin, and the tiled houses and brick walls had collapsed, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was which.

Zhang Yuguang and two soldiers shot at the back of the enemy on the city wall, and suddenly the enemy fell a few more. They rushed towards the city wall, Zhang Yuguang's bullets had already run out, and they could only stop the impact. The other soldier also ran out of bullets, and had to stop the charge, which had no effect.

The three of them looked at each other, and could only retreat back to the way they came.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuguang was shot and slowly fell, he pointed to the front and told the two soldiers to leave quickly. The two soldiers didn't leave, they lifted Zhang Yuguang and walked forward blankly.

Not far from Fan Zhuxian, they stopped.

At this time, the gunfire in the city gradually became scarce, but the people's weeping and wailing were gradually increasing, and after the devils occupied Liaocheng, a massacre was going on.

Zhang Yuguang's face was pale and he gasped and said, "You ...... Let's go to Hebei to find the Eighth Route Army...... They will call you...... Strong ...... Friends, farewell, the more traitors, we ...... will work harder! Down with Japanese imperialism! Long live the Chinese nation! ”

After Zhang Yuguang finished speaking, he collapsed excitedly.

The two soldiers carried Zhang Yuguang to Fan Zhuxian's side, and he was already dying.

The two soldiers knelt in front of Fan Zhuxian and Zhang Yuguang and said to them: "Mr. Fan, Professor Zhang, we will never forget today's events, you can rest quietly!" Professor Zhang, we will never forget your instructions, and we will find the Eighth Route Army. We will sue our friends and tell them your words. ”

As soon as the two soldiers stood up, "bang-bang-bang" a few shots, they were hit by the enemy's bullet again, and slowly fell.

The enemy rushed into the city at 9 o'clock on the 15th, and the guns continued to fire for a day, and the defenders who did not leave the city resisted heroically in the streets and alleys, until the evening of the 15th, when the gunfire fell silent and the city fell.

After the enemy occupied Liaocheng, they held two checks in the city, arrested more than 100 young men and soldiers who had not left the city, and killed them with machine guns.

Late at night on the 15th, the enemy instructed the captured peasants to dig several large mass graves to prepare to bury the martyrs of the Liaocheng Campaign. It was late at night, and occasionally a few gunshots could be heard, and the frightened dog came out a few barks, and the vigilant shouts of the owner came from Jier.

The starry sky was bleak and miserable, and the cold air invaded every corpse, and the enemy soldiers took turns keeping vigil in rows. The undead children and the elderly, hiding in mills and straw huts, endure hunger, cold and terror, and the sound of women screaming is often heard in the streets.

The bodies of Mr. Fan and Professor Zhang lay quietly in a pile of remains, and the cold soaked their blood and military uniforms. Their faces are still solemn, and although their eyes are closed, their hearts still seem to hold their unfinished business......

Before the news of General Fan's martyrdom was confirmed, dozens of reconnaissance posts were released in various places to inquire about General Fan's whereabouts near Liaocheng, and the people and soldiers were all eager for General Fan to escape from danger.

Sometimes, when I heard the news that Fan Zhuxian had successfully escaped, the news immediately spread, and the people and the army immediately rejoiced, applauded and set off firecrackers. When the news proved to be inaccurate, the fiery love immediately sank down as if they had been splashed with cold water, and some people hugged their heads and cried.

Sometimes I heard news that Fan Zhuxian had already shaved his beard and went out of the city with the people in disguise as a refugee carrying small luggage, and the people and the army immediately arranged for the return of General Fan with horses and horses. But after a few pounces, everyone knew that the catastrophe had finally come, and everyone cried together.

Although everyone knows that General Fan is a brave and loyal old hero, who will never be humiliated by the enemy's sword and gun, let alone disguised as a refugee and hide, everyone always hopes for this.

After the fall of Liaocheng, our counteroffensive troops attacked the vicinity of Liaocheng several times, and once occupied Nanguan, and the 8 detachments led by Han Xing also attacked Xiguan. When the bad news did come, the 60,000 armed guerrillas and the millions of people in northwest Lu were even more sad than the loss of their parents.

The news spread to Chongqing, the "national capital", that is, the "memorial service for the martyrs of Shandong's anti-Japanese martyrdom" was held in the city bank association, and in the auditorium, the plain elegiac couplets were full, Lin Sen sent the "glory of loyalty and martyrdom", Chairman Jiang sent "the blue blood guards the mountains and rivers for a hundred miles, the city remains with the society to erect a model, and the heroic spirit of the world and the history of the thousands of years is combined into the national table heroes", Wu Yuzhang sent the "three friends see the spirit of the loose body, the bamboo body is straight, and the plum blossoms are also from the Qing Dynasty to the old age until the cold of the year. A loyal and righteous husband, a wife who died in his duties, and a child who defended the people are all called brave and stubborn, and Confucianism is a common party to relieve the country's difficulties, and Zhu De sent "The war side endured to see the death of the toast to show its loyalty and bravery, and I am still vowing to resist for a long time and return my rivers and mountains."

On the floor of the auditorium, there are many wreaths on display, which are filled with the refreshing fragrance of flowers. A large gas lamp spit out a snowy light, shining on Fan Zhuxian's remains and the spiritual positions of the martyrs.

The mourning music sounded, and hundreds of celebrities stood in silence towards the spiritual seat of the martyrs, bowing one, two bowing, and three bowing......

Who is happy in this day of national mourning? Of course, needless to say, Japanese devils and traitors have achieved their political and military goals, and there is no need to mention happiness. And there are those who are secretly happy, who are they?

When Li Shuchun reported the news of the fall of Liaocheng and the death of Fan Zhuxian to Shen Honglie, Shen Honglie actually said when he called back: "Fortunately! Luckily! Since then, I have been restless. ”

His heart was naturally happy, a Fan Zhuxian and a Han Duofeng, who had been against him everywhere in the past, but time had passed, and these two people had been killed and injured, how could he not be happy in his heart!

And who is the one who benefits the most? That is Wang Jinxiang. Li Shuchun personally presided over the appointment ceremony of the "Commissioner and Security Commander of the Sixth District of Shandong Province" appointed by Shen Honglie for Wang Jinxiang in Zhang Qiuzhen. After Wang Jinxiang served as the commissioner and security commander of the sixth district, he first contained the old department in the Liaocheng area, and then stepped up the pace of persecution!

In response to such a changeable and complex situation, the Ruxi Special Committee held an emergency meeting in Guan County on November 19. The meeting decided on the strategic principle of mastering and expanding the armed forces and persisting in the anti-Japanese guerrilla war in the Luxi region as the central task of overpowering the country. At the meeting, it was decided that Zhang Weihan would act as the administrative inspector and anti-Japanese guerrilla commander of the Sixth District of Shandong.

In this way, two major political forces headed by *** and led by the Kuomintang have been formed in Liaocheng, which can be described as a needle-to-needle.

The Liaocheng Incident was already like this, that is, what was the political significance of capturing Liaocheng, Han Xing stopped attacking the west gate of Liaocheng. found Shen Lanzhai and discussed with him: "Since Mr. Fan has been martyred, I don't know what Commander Shen's plans will be in the future?" ”

Shen Lanzhai said: "For big things, I have to wait for the instructions of my superiors. Now that the shape is so messy, I can't find our superiors. ”

Han Xing knew that the superiors he was referring to were not referring to the guerrilla headquarters, but to the superiors of the party organization. So Han Xing said: "We have to go to Shen County, because Liaocheng has been in chaos for a while, it will inevitably affect Shen County, and Shen County will have a big incident again." ”

Shen Lanzhai was a little strange and asked, "How do you know that something big is going to happen in Shen County?" ”

Han Xing is a person who has come over, how could he not know that there is going to be a big incident in Shen County, but for Shen Lanzhai, he can't say anything, so he can only say vaguely: "Our intelligence department is quite powerful, after the chaos in Liaocheng, Shen County will be in chaos, I am a praying mantis blocking the car, I don't measure myself, although I do some useless work, but where the responsibility is, I can't help it." ”

Shen Lanzhai saw that Han Xing said so mysteriously, so he didn't want to ask again, pulled his troops, and returned to his original station.

Han Xing saw that the 8th detachment had played its due role, and appeased them and let them return to Tangyi.

At this time, Han Xing's side was only Zhang Xiaosan's guard company. Let's say it's a guard company, but at this point in the battle, there are only fifty or sixty people. Han Xing had long known that Zhang Xiaosan was a party member, and by pulling him, he found the party.

Han Xing said to Zhang Xiaosan: "Company Commander Zhang, I won't say much about the danger of the form. Commissioner Fan has been martyred, and I, the deputy commander of the guerrilla corps, are actually almost dismissed, to put it bluntly, I have become an ordinary soldier. I don't know what you think in your heart, if you leave me, I won't blame you! ”