"Down with the merchants!"

"Support the revolutionary political axe!"

"Kill Chen Lianbo and bring down imperialism!"

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At two o'clock in the afternoon of October 10, 1924, thousands of people holding signs and shouting slogans poured from the first park assembly venue to Jixiang Road, where shops gathered, and drove into the bustling Huifu East Road. Earthquake-shattering slogans resounded over the city of Guangzhou, more and more citizens joined the surging procession, and thousands of people who had been oppressed for a long time finally put aside all their worries and gains and losses, and bravely gathered together to vent their long-suppressed anger.

When the procession entered the Taiping intersection through the center of the street, thousands of merchant troops with live ammunition and chaotic costumes came towards them with murderous spirit, hundreds of black holes pointed their guns at the procession that had no time to react, and a deafening burst of gunfire masked the loud slogans, and a cloud of gunpowder smoke suddenly rose in the narrow street and rolled in the wind. The procession finally fled in all directions in terror, the cry provoked more bloody slashing and shooting of the merchant army, the body of the person who was shot was still struggling became the best target for slaughter, the marching young man who had not had time to escape was killed one after another under the heavy blow of the butt of the broadsword, the red-eyed merchant army rushed in pursuit in groups, and the executioners who followed up easily replenished their guns on the heads that struggled in vain. A leader of the Peasant Self-Defense Forces was shot four times and still struggled desperately, in exchange for a torrential rain of punches and kicks from the merchant army, and as he stubbornly got up, a sharp knife roared down, almost slicing the leader of the Self-Defense Forces in two pieces of the neck.

Another leader of the Guangzhou trade union representative who was caught up by the merchant army was even more desolate, and after being shot and falling to the ground, he was immediately dragged to the center of the street by four black-clothed men to cut his intestines, this inhumane torture and killing actually attracted hundreds of onlookers, and many perpetrators who had lost their surnames laughed loudly around the corpse that was still convulsing, and someone brought a tin bucket of kerosene and poured it on the body that had not yet died. The body in the fire spasmed, contracted and writhed disorderly in the heat, and finally turned around in a strange half circle and slowly erected to form a sitting position, causing bursts of cheers and strange cries of surprise from the slaughterers......

At one o'clock in the morning of 15 October, the alliance of the victims, who had been suppressed for several days, sounded the clarion call for a counteroffensive, and thousands of teachers and students of the Whampoa Military Academy finally rushed to the city of Guangzhou under the angry roar of Mr. Sun Yat-sen, and with the support of the revolutionary army stationed in Guangzhou, together with the peasant self-defense forces and the trade union forces, which had suffered heavy casualties, launched a fierce attack on the tyrannical merchant army.

Xiguan, a prosperous commercial area with a long history in Guangzhou, for hundreds of years, in order to prevent bandit attacks, local residents have set up iron fences and solid wooden fences at every street intersection along the street, and quickly closed in case of danger, forming a fortress-like barrier. Now, thousands of defeated merchant armies are pouring into the area from all directions, resisting with a sturdy barrier. The merchant army used the sturdy fence and familiar terrain to skillfully arrange firepower, and inflicted great damage on the attacking side from the high and low firepower configuration points such as the windows, balconies, and stone pillars of the archway, and the battle entered a white-hot battle.

Seeing the Whampoa students fall to the ground one after another, Chiang Kai-shek, who was on the battlefield in person, was furious, and in a burst of exhortations such as "it is very likely to be interfered with and sanctioned by the neighboring Britain and France", "it is difficult to explain to the world by burning people's houses", and so on.

Barrels of kerosene were sprinkled on the fences and wooden houses, after a loud bang, the entire Xiguan suddenly became a sea of fire, the raging fire rolled up thick smoke and instantly flooded the position of the merchant army, a huge tongue of fire burned the stubborn merchant army to the soul, like a rat on fire jumped out of the bunker and the house everywhere, the student army saw this and rushed to capture Xiguan in one fell swoop, and the merchant army that had existed for many years with the support of British imperialism was wiped out......

At the Tianzi Wharf in Guangzhou, dozens of routs fled here and failed to escape the pursuit of the barefoot peasant army, most of them were wiped out on the wharf by machetes and shuttles, and the remaining few rout soldiers who had long been unable to resist knelt on the hard ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy, and a small number of rout soldiers who succeeded in snatching the boat were also buried under the guns of the police force, and only one boat was still rickety and tried to leave the wharf and slide to the center of the river.

"Throw a rope and hold it ......"

"Whew-"

The two sturdy peasant soldiers cheered and threw down their shuttle darts and hoes, and together with the middle-aged fishermen, they pulled the fishing boats that had escaped from the dock back to the shore in three or two blows. The small leader of the rout on the fishing boat was desperate, gritted his teeth and pulled out the shell gun on his waist, but before he could shoot, he was shot in the head by a quick-eyed policeman on the shore, and he sank straight to the bottom of the river with a "bang".

"Captain Li is good marksmanship...... middle-aged fisherman picked up the penny on the ground and hooked the fishing boat on the shore, and ordered his three companions to drag the collapsed rout on the boat to the dock, and suddenly saw a sinking head on the port side of the rocking fishing boat, and knocked it down with a penny, and scolded angrily in his mouth: "Hang your mother, I will watch you run to the side!" Young and choked people's surnames......"

The middle-aged fisherman thought about taking two steps forward and suddenly bent down, and grabbed the long hair that was about to sink and roared, "Bang Lala" pulled out of the water, and threw this ** "rout" who was only wearing a pair of tattered knee-length lace-up pants to the ground: "Fine Six, there is one in the road, drag it over and sacrifice a few knives along the side!" ”

"Okay!"

The young peasant stepped forward and grabbed the right ankle of the unconscious long-haired youth, dragged him to the side of the kneeling soldiers in a row, and didn't care about the sharp and hard gravel on the ground that scratched the body and white cheeks of the long-haired young man**, let go of his hand and stomped on the abdomen of the long-haired young man. The long-haired young man squirted out a stomach of water from the blow, curled up in pain as if to scream, but then he coughed violently and all his efforts were in vain. The young farmer still didn't understand his hatred and kicked out, and kicked the long-haired young man two meters sideways and turned his back again.

"Hey-thump-thump-thump-"

A head flew out of the distance after the sharp guillotine was swung, and rolled into the shallow pool in the recess with a few grunts, and several bloody arrows shot out of the neck cavity of the lost head "whoosh", and the convulsive body fell obliquely after a few violent shakes, and the dozen peasant soldiers and three policemen who were watching shouted cheers. Second, third, fourth...... Heads were cut off one after another, and the air was filled with the stench of blood and incontinence, and the people watching were still talking and laughing with great interest.

After the eighth head was cut off, all eyes turned to the long-haired young man who was at the bottom of the line, only to see that his face and neck were splashed with blood, and the long-haired young man called Hosoroku was tightly grasped to prevent him from paralyzing the ground in panic and affecting the effect of the knife.

The captain of the peasant self-defense force who was executed saw this long-haired young man with a face full of scratches and dust, with straight facial features and a straight nose, and he could be regarded as a handsome young man, although his pale lips trembled under fear, but the strong desire for survival and the alternating look of despair and sorrow in his eyes still made the self-defense captain who cut off eight heads in a row feel a trace of unbearable in his heart.

The self-defense captain sighed slightly, walked to the kneeling long-haired young man's side with firm steps, and slowly raised a sharp guillotine knife more than a meter long.

"Why, what's going on? Oh my God," the long-haired young man, who had been struggling to speak but couldn't do so, finally let out his first heart-wrenching cry, and then fell to the ground and vomited violently.

"Keep people under the knife! This person speaks Sichuan, not the merchant army, let him go. The Sichuan police squad leader couldn't bear it, and drank the self-defense captain who was executed, and everyone hesitated for a moment and quickly left, leaving the long-haired young man to fend for himself. The corpse collection team soon arrived and carried the corpses one by one onto a wooden cart and pulled them out of the eastern part of the city......

Renji Road in Guangzhou is an ancient street, lined with two-storey houses in the Lingnan style, with blue bricks and gray tiles lined up one after another, and the seemingly uneven stretching houses have a quiet and elegant charm.

The west wing of the Qinjia compound on Chaoxing Street, Renji Road, was filled with the strong smell of herbs, and a middle-aged man with a five-inch long beard and three long beards sat in front of the bed to give medicine to a dazed young patient with long hair. The middle-aged man was wearing a whitish blue robe, his face was thin and pale, his slender eyebrows were not thick or light, and a pair of ancient well-like eyes revealed a little pity at this time, and his whole body naturally revealed a taste of a private school pedant.

"Sir, has my brother woken up?" A middle-sized and honest-looking young man quietly walked up to the middle-aged man and looked at the bed with concern.

After feeding the last two spoonfuls of decoction, the middle-aged man put the bowl on the small black lacquer table on the side: "I guess I won't die...... Dongzi, you go to the Liang Kee porridge shop at the corner of the street to buy a bowl of meat porridge and come back, remember, don't put ginger, shallots and pepper noodles. ”

"Remember!" Fuyuko responded happily and strode away.

"Wait!" The middle-aged man took out two silver quills from his robe and handed them over: "Take it, you just joined the Civil Affairs Bureau, and your salary is not high, and you have spent a lot of money to save this guy in the past few days." ”

Dongzi cracked his thick lips and smiled: "It's okay sir, I still have money, besides, one millimeter can buy two bowls of meat porridge, which is not expensive." I'm leaving, I'll be back soon. ”

The middle-aged man sighed slightly as he looked at the back of the simple Dongzi walking towards the courtyard gate, and had a deep affection for this young man from Jiangxi who had no father and no mother. In the evening three days ago, the middle-aged man came back from the stall and was startled when he entered the yard, Dongzi, who lived next door to him, was sweating profusely and begged him to see the young man he got back with a board car, and the middle-aged man who was unwilling to meddle reluctantly walked into this small room, and took the pulse of the long-haired young man who was lying on the bed with a high fever, and then wrote a prescription for Dongzi to grab the medicine by himself, and asked by the way who was lying down, where did the lying person come from?

Who knew that the honest Dongzi actually said that he didn't know it, saying that when he and his colleagues pulled this guy out of the field outside the east gate to bury, this guy who seemed to have been dead for a long time actually came back to life, and the colleagues who didn't blame him said that they were returning to the light to persuade Dongzi to bury it, but the kind Dongzi insisted that this person could not be buried if he was not dead, otherwise he would be retributed. Everyone called it a joke and left, leaving Dongzi to pull the cart back to the city, and when he returned to the city, Dongzi thought about it and didn't know where to put the person, and the ideological struggle lasted for a while, and finally pulled back to his rented house, so there was the rest of the matter.

The middle-aged man turned his gaze to the patient on the bed again, carefully observing his facial features and body shape and bones, he was quite satisfied, and there seemed to be an indescribable sense of intimacy in his heart, thinking that if it weren't for this person's delicate face and clear bones, he would not have spent so much effort for him.

Dongzi walked to the table with a rough big bowl and put it down carefully: "The old Liang person in the porridge shop is good, I know that the patient only accepted me for a millimeter and put three bowls of fragrant chicken porridge, all in this big bowl, I will feed him when it is not hot." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and asked in a harmonious voice, "Dongzi, how many people did your corpse collection team bury today?" ”

"Twenty-seven, four of them were shot and killed by the Generalissimo's guards, I heard that those four people actually touched the wall of the generalissimo's mansion, and their bodies were full of grenades, fortunately they were discovered by the generalissimo's guards in time, and the four people were beaten into a honeycomb as soon as they took out their guns." Fuyuko said excitedly.

The middle-aged man stroked his long beard and nodded slightly: "It seems that there are still so many people in the merchant army who are not giving up...... Dongzi, you have to pay more attention to going in and out in the future, don't let those crazy people be targets. ”

"Understand, we are very safe, there are always police or Whampoa gendarmes to take care of the corpse when collecting the body, it's okay...... Hey? Look, sir, he's awake! Fuyuko put away her towel and squatted down excitedly at the head of the bed, her eyes shining with a burning light, as if she was looking at her own brother.

An Yi tried hard to open his eyes, but everything in front of him was blurry and hazy, his mind was sometimes clear and sometimes confused, as if he had a long dream, dreaming that he was under the coercion of local ruffians and hooligans from the Jiuyan Bridge in the bustling city of Chengdu and jumped off the rising Funan River...... I dreamed that my lover Chu'er resolutely jumped into the icy water amid the sneering laughter of those ruffians, and the exclamations of the onlookers on the shore and the shrill sirens of the 110 police car seemed to echo in my ears...... He also dreamed that his father, who had died not long ago, said that he had picked it up at the entrance of the hospital...... I dreamed that I was the head teacher when I was studying in the vocational and technical college, and Uncle Li, the workshop director in the factory who did not smile and cared for me, and I also dreamed of the dazzling lights of Di Bar and the seductive kiss of his girlfriend...... In the last dream, there were headless corpses on the riverside dock, and many unknown faces alternated between the fierce blood arrows and the cold glittering broadsword......

"Thank goodness! You finally woke up, three days and three nights unconscious, talking nonsense that we couldn't hear clearly, and Mr. said that as long as you can wake up in the next day or two, you won't die...... Look, sir, he has opened his eyes. Fuyuko said excitedly.

An Yi closed his eyes slightly and opened them again, forcibly enduring the soreness all over his body, and looked at the strange middle-aged and young people in front of him one by one: "Where am I......"

"In my room...... Belch...... This is the Qinjia compound on Chaoxing Street, Renji Road, I met you that day You were very scary, and you shrank into a ball and lost your breath, thinking you were dead. Fuyuko hurriedly explained.

The middle-aged man asked gently: "Young man, your body and bones are good, and it is rare that such a serious illness can be restored to this appearance with only three days of decoction." By the way, listening to your dream words, sometimes Sichuan sound and sometimes official words, can you tell me who you are? How did you end up in Lingnan? ”

An Yi shook his head: "I don't know how I got here...... I only know that I am from Sichuan, and I don't know where it is, because ...... Because some time ago my dad told me before he died that he picked me up from the trash can in front of a hospital and raised me......"

Seeing big tears pouring out of An Yi's eyes, Dongzi hurriedly wiped him with a towel, and the middle-aged man sighed and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be sad, you just woke up and your body is weak, let's rest for a few days." This young man's surname is Luo, and his name is Dongzi, and he pulled you back from the pile of dead people with a cart. My surname is Lao, and Dongzi are all Jiangxi people, I don't have any skills, I rely on setting up a stall to tell fortunes to make a living, I live next door, these days are not very peaceful, my stall can't be set up, just have time to wait for you, haha! Young man, you are also a fallen person at the end of the world, you can live in peace, call me if there is anything, okay you rest. ”

The middle-aged man stretched out his slender hand and gently patted the back of An Yi's hand, stood up and turned to leave, and Dongzi hurriedly stood up and sent him out of the door. An Yi closed his eyes in pain, and thought about a few words repeatedly in his mind: the Shang Tuan Army, the Guangdong Army, and the Whampoa Student Army......

At this time, a conversation outside the door faintly came: "Dongzi, tomorrow you go to the thrift stall to help the kid surnamed An buy a set of clothes, give, this is an ocean." ”

"No, no! Mr. has spent a lot of money for my brother these days, and he can't stall and has no income, so I can't ask for this money! Besides, I have already got two sets of decent clothes, one for a long shirt and one for a short outfit, and I have washed them and sent them to the fourth aunt's shop at the corner of the street to ask her to help make up for them. ”

"You're pretty careful, haha! Those two outfits you said couldn't have been stripped from a dead man, could they? ”

"Sir is so amazing, as soon as he says it, hehe! It was peeled off from a dead man, and it was in good condition or large, and my brother was half a head taller than me, it must be suitable, if it weren't for the fact that there were a few bullet holes on those two sets of clothes, I wouldn't have to trouble the fourth aunt to make up for it......"

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