Chapter 110: Bloody Speech

On the morning of May 16, 1938, the sky was gray and drizzling.

This is the first rain of spring this year, and the misty drizzle slowly falls and falls into the soil, nourishing the earth for a winter. The sky shrouded down like a pot lid, and the earth was black and oppressive, very gloomy and depressing!

But this cold weather did not let the people of Jining City stay at home, everyone in groups of three or five, a group of 100 people, with rainproof tools hurriedly walking on the street.

Everyone acted in the same direction, and they all walked towards Tiger Mountain outside the city. At this time, the foot of Tiger Mountain was already crowded, and tens of thousands of ordinary people stood there spontaneously, as if they were waiting for some important person to appear. That's right, today is the day when the 7th Independent Brigade holds a public memorial for the officers and soldiers who died in battle.

Today, the whole Jining City is full of mourning and music, paper money, incense and candles are everywhere, and the funeral team composed of hundreds of suona artists unique to the northern part of the Saibei region has formed a column at the foot of Tiger Mountain to see off the fallen soldiers.

At a quarter past nine, with the sound of neat "stepping, stepping", a group of soldiers in dark green uniforms lined up in three columns, holding bayonets to open the way in front.

Behind these people was a group of officers in tweed coats holding coffins, and at the head was Ma Zheng, who was wearing a lieutenant general's uniform. Next to Ma Zheng is another officer wearing a lieutenant general's uniform, who can be recognized at a glance by people who know him, this lieutenant general is Yang Aiyuan, commander-in-chief of the Sixth Group Army of the National Revolutionary Army, in addition, Yang Aiyuan is next to the Eighth Route Army wearing a gray military uniform, Zuo Quan, deputy chief of general staff of the Eighth Route Army, and the last one is Yun Jian, the political commissar of the Seventh Brigade.

Yang Aiyuan and Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo arrived yesterday, and at the same time there was Miss Chen Jiaying, the goddaughter of Chairman Jiang.

The four officers carried a simple stretcher made of wooden poles, on which lay the body of a fallen soldier covered with a white cloth, and on top of the body was a polished wooden board with the name of the fallen soldier written on it.

Behind Ma Zheng were all such coffin bearers, every four soldiers carried the body of a fallen soldier, and the entire funeral procession came from the city, and the long line was lined up for several miles, and there was no end in sight.

Because there were so many dead soldiers, they only had time to get a white cloth for each soldier to cover their bodies, and even the officers did not have coffins. However, no one will dislike the Seventh Brigade of the Duli Brigade for slamming the door, and it is already commendable to hold such a high-level funeral for the soldiers who died in battle.

The whole scene was solemn and quiet, no one was noisy, and many people were silently whimpering, crying for those soldiers who died in battle. It took one hour for the long coffin support line to be completed, and the bodies of 1,465 fallen soldiers were sent to the foot of Tiger Mountain to wait for burial.

Tiger Mountain, a small hill near Jining City, is only two kilometers away from the city.

At this time, pits two meters long and one meter wide and two meters deep have been dug on the mountain, which is required by Ma Zheng, and all the grave pits are built along the mountain, arranged neatly.

"It's time, bury!" With Ma Zheng's order, the soldiers gently put the remains of the fallen soldiers into the grave pit, and then began to bury the soil, when the soil was more than half of the wooden tombstones, when a small grave bag was erected on the Tiger Mountain, all the people couldn't help crying.

Maybe there are their relatives and friends, maybe not, but at this time people can't help but have the urge to cry, the nose is sour, many people for the first time so strongly feel a feeling called 'compatriots', more people have a deeper understanding of the three words 'Chinese'.

Standing in front of the mausoleum of the fallen soldiers, looking at the tens of thousands of ordinary people and soldiers who came spontaneously, Ma Zheng's mood was very heavy, although he took the old megaphone handed over by Yun Jian in his hand, but he didn't speak for a long time.

"Fellow villagers, soldiers, comrades: I am now in the same mood as you, very sad and heavy, and today we are here to see off the 1,465 martyrs who died in battle. More than 1,400 lives are gone! A few days ago, many of them were talking and laughing with me, but today they are lying here forever, and Chen Mian is wrapped up in this lonely hill. ”

"They are also fathers, husbands, and sons of others, and it is because of this damned war that more than 1,400 families have been torn apart, and at this moment I, like all of you, curse this abominable war from my heart to my soul. It is precisely because of this war waged by the aggressors that we can bear the grief of today, and that the more than 1,400 families can bear the pain of eternal separation of their loved ones! ”

Suddenly, Ma Zheng's voice suddenly became louder, and the loud voice passed through the crowd and reached the ears of every ordinary person and soldier: "But the blood of these warriors has not been shed in vain, their death is worthwhile, they are fighting for the country, and at the same time fighting for you who stand behind them." It is precisely because of their fall that everyone now has the happiness of not having to be harassed and oppressed by the Japanese army. Maybe this happiness is very short-lived, maybe tomorrow the little devil will make a comeback, but at least everyone is happy at this moment, even for this short-term happiness, their death is worth it. ”

However, there are still many people who naively think that it is okay for the Japanese to come, regardless of whether he is Japanese or Chinese, Lao Tzu only needs to be obedient. This is an extremely erroneous idea, the Japanese are not human beings at all, and they did not invade China solely for economic interests, but to completely occupy the vast land of China, and in order to achieve this goal, they did not hesitate to create one tragic massacre after another. Under such a purpose, being obedient does not necessarily save one's life. ”

"It turns out that being obedient is the stupidest thing to do, which is tantamount to putting oneself on the chopping block to be slaughtered by others, and only resistance can be exchanged for real freedom. Do you ever know who the martyr that I and the generals carry up today is? Let me tell you that his name is Xu Yinglong, and he is the deputy commander of the third battalion of the 201st Regiment of the Seventh Brigade of our Eighth Route Army. He was originally a bandit, entrenched in the original Hades Mountain, and later he joined our Eighth Route Army with the bandits on Hades Mountain, because of the bravery in battle, killing countless enemies, so I was appointed as a platoon commander, company commander, not long ago he was appointed deputy battalion commander. ”

But this time when he was avenging the villagers who were slaughtered by the devils, he was ordered to fight the Japanese army Abe Norihide on the front line. A whole reinforced brigade of Japanese troops attacked their positions in turns, tanks and artillery attacked in turn, and the enemy even sent planes. The fighters, with hatred, fought to the death. During the battle, Xu Yinglong was hit by shrapnel from the Japanese army, and a one-foot-long opening was opened in the abdomen, and even the intestines flowed out, so he asked the hygienist to bandage him a little and continued to command the battle, and finally repelled the Japanese army's crazy attack after eight hours of hard fighting, killing and wounding more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers. ”

"The battle was won, and in this battle we defeated Zhangjiakou, the capital of Chahar Province, and also killed the commander of the Japanese army in Mongolia, Liannuma Pan. But Xu Yinglong died, he shed the last drop of blood in his body, and finally died on the battlefield. In fact, he didn't need to die, at that time it was completely okay to be sent back to the hospital for treatment of his injuries, no one could say that he was a deserter, but he insisted on commanding the battle, and he used his life to perfectly interpret the duties of a soldier. ”

"Fellow villagers, we are Chinese, the descendants of Yan Huang, how can we allow these devils from the East to wreak havoc on our land. As long as we unite as one, unite as one, and build a new Great Wall with flesh and blood, all the Oriental Japanese will be wiped out. Finally, I wish long live the Chinese people, long live the Chinese nation, and may the War of Resistance be victorious! ”

Sprinkled with thousands of words, Ma Zheng's passionate speech at the public memorial site aroused the hatred of the common people at the scene against the Japanese, and they really had reason to hate the Japanese. In the small half year after the fall of Jining, the Japanese carried out inhumane plundering and killing of the common people in Jining City. That family hasn't died?

With Ma Zheng's words, tens of thousands of people at the foot of Tiger Mountain shouted "Down with Japanese imperialism!" "The War of Resistance will be won!" The slogan, the voice resounded throughout the world.