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"Looking back on that day, everyone wants to know what happened on that day, what was it that controlled people's hearts, what drove those people, perhaps, now, everyone has doubts in their hearts, this, that. A full hundred years have passed, and until now, there are still some scum who are called "Holy Ancestor Old Man" and the like, and who are shameless and forget their ancestors and are not enough slaves, talk about conspiracies and tricks. So here I want to say that in the eyes of a traitor as shameless as Yan someone, he has never seen that the change in the hearts of the people on that day is exactly what historians say - the protagonist of that day was not a careerist, not a high-ranking official, not a high-ranking governor, but a national! On that day, the Chinese people stepped onto the stage for the first time, that is, from that moment, the national soul that had been lost for 258 years was recovered!

It's National Day! This is when the nation awakens! ”

"100th National Day" is unknown

The atmosphere in the capital is very strange!

In Dongjiaomin Lane, almost every diplomat in China has noticed this, they have noticed that almost every big city in China, because of the victory in the Le Maire Strait and plunged into the carnival of the whole country, here, in the capital, but no one cheers or shouts, if you walk out of Dongjiaomin Lane, you can still see many people with their faces pulled, their expressions like mourning, dead wood and ashes, hidden endless pain.

For them, the victory of the Northeast Army was like a disaster. It wasn't the victory they were hoping for. They may cheer for the defeat of the Northeast Army, but they will not show the slightest joy because of the victory of the Northeast Army!

"What do you have to do with this Northeast Army winning,"

"It's that Cao Cao won, could it be that we just applaud Cao Cao?"

Words like these spread throughout the capital, so much so that even the Han people in the outer city were confused, on the one hand, they were excited by the victory of the Northeast Navy, but on the other hand, the opinions of the hundreds of thousands of bannermen who lived "under the roots of the imperial city" swayed them.

That Tang Haoran is Cao Cao, Cao Cao is not a loyal minister, he is a traitor, but, can ...... But it's the foreign devils who win! You have the ability to do it, why don't you fight foreign devils? Why do you have weak legs when you touch a foreign devil?

When this idea is brewing in the capital, the sky slowly darkens, and the day passes, this is a calm day, and it is also the calm before the storm, sometimes, the storm needs to brew, it needs to ferment, and then the storm will wash the earth with a violent force, blowing away all the evil in the world!

On the day of September 27, a discontent was being heard in the capital, first among the students and then among the common people, where the victory in the naval battle of Le Maire was spoken, and the official press release was published, which showed how inferior the navy had won the naval battle compared to the simple one of yesterday.

However, surprisingly, not a single newspaper in the capital reprinted this article, which seems to be showing people a truth -- the newspapers in the capital are for the flag people, and naturally they cannot publish news that the masters are not happy with.

The population of the capital is only one million, and the population of the Eight Banners of Beijing is nearly 500,000, which can be said to occupy half of the population of the capital, and their emotions naturally affect the city, but this kind of funeral examination of the victory of the Northeast Army is also stimulating the Han people in the outer city, perhaps, they once believed in the statement of the imperial court, Tang Haoran is a traitor, and believes that those "masters" who carry bird cages and drink tea all day long say that Tang Haoran is Cao Cao, and I believe what they said "The Northeast is a rabbit's tail can't grow", but, Now the victory of the Han people and the mourning of the banner people. In their opinion, every victory of the Northeast Army is undoubtedly approaching the end of the world, so they are more willing to cheer for the victory of the Russians and their friends, and as for the country, it doesn't matter if their country is not sold to a friend.

The storm was brewing, and after a simple comparison, the nearly 600,000 Han people in the capital seemed to understand something, they looked at those "masters", no longer as polite and enthusiastic as in the past, but just looked at them coldly, and on this day, they understood a lot of things.

On this day, the capital looks very calm, unusually calm, if it weren't for the price of grain, because of the soaring Liangjiang incident, people don't even feel that there is any change in this usual, there are many times, storms are like this, before the storm, everything is calm.

However, the peace will eventually be broken!

September 29th.

Wang Laoshi was the same as in the past, pushing his cart selling oil tea and fruits, and walked out of the alley, at this time the sky was just bright, but the business was the same as usual, from the beginning, he felt that today seemed to be different from the past, such as just like now, the stalls are sitting with foreign students, what's wrong today? Where did these foreign students come from?

Thoughts like this really haven't come out of Wang Laoshi's heart, for him, this is just an ordinary day, not much different from the past. However, if someone observes carefully, I am afraid that there are too many foreign students in the capital today, but thousands of foreign students are scattered in these four or nine cities, it is like a sesame seed scattered on the beach, and no one can pay attention to it.

Slowly, there are more and more people on the street, and when it comes to dawn, the city of the capital is fully opened, and the street is as lively as in the past.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, when the street was becoming more and more bustling, a carriage came to the street, and the back of the carriage was full of papers, which were red and the size of palms, and at the intersection of the two streets, I saw the young man in the carriage standing up and shouting loudly with excited words.

"Outside the number, outside the number, the Northeast Army won a great victory...... The great victory of the Northeast Army in Baikal after ......"

"After the Baikal victory of the Northeast Army, 600,000 Russian troops were annihilated!"

"200,000 Russian troops surrendered, and the Northeast Army won a great victory in Baikal!"

In the shouts of the youth, the red palm-sized newsprint was thrown out by the youth, and the red number fluttered in the air and flew away, and the people on the street were stunned by the sudden news.

What the!

This, isn't it just won the day before yesterday? Why did you win again this time? Another big win?

600,000 Russian troops were annihilated!

My goodness!

Two days ago, when Dalian had not yet woken up from the great victory in the Battle of Lemaire, the news of the great victory of the Northeast Army in Baikal spread in Dalian, and there was no official news at that time, but early yesterday morning, Dalian and the major and medium-sized cities in China spread the news of this victory -- the victory of Tang Haoran, the governor of the Northeast, confirmed the victory of the Northeast Army in Trans-Baikal.

600,000 Russian troops were annihilated!

200,000 Russian troops surrendered!

The impact of this victory on the Chinese people is even greater than the impact of the sea battle of Lemaire, after all, for the Chinese people who do not know the sea power, they only see victory, they do not know what it means for a country to sink a few combat ships and capture a few combat ships, they are just there to cheer the victory of this sea battle - because in their consciousness, foreigners are all fought from the sea, and now the Chinese have defeated the foreigners at sea in a dignified manner, and they no longer need to worry about the sea.

But now it is different, 600,000 Russian troops were completely annihilated, and 200,000 Russian troops surrendered. This huge number directly shocked everyone's heart, and brought an unprecedented impact to everyone, and they didn't even notice a "word game" played by those journalists.

600,000 Russian troops were annihilated!

200,000 Russian troops surrendered!

The sum of these two is not an army of 800,000, obediently, the Northeast Army killed 800,000 old Maozi at once! How many people do you have to have for these 800,000?

In an instant, everyone who saw the number outside the number was looking at the number in amazement, whether they were literate or not, they all looked at this small number, which was the red number, the good news of the victory.

600,000 Russian troops were annihilated!

200,000 Russian troops surrendered!

At the same time, thousands of newsboys up and down the capital cheered on the streets, waving the trumpet in their hands, and constantly scattered the trumpet to the sky and to the pedestrians on the street, and the pedestrians on the street all stopped to compete for the red trumpet, the news brought by the palm-sized trumpet, only the faces of these people appeared happy, and more people even shed tears of joy.

"We won!"

"We defeated the Russians!"

"800,000, we killed 800,000 old hairies!"

Such cheers rang out from time to time in people's mouths, and at this time, these ordinary people themselves did not realize that their words had changed - they no longer called the "Northeast Army", but "we", and at this moment, through this unprecedented victory, they accepted the Northeast Army, accepted Tang Haoran, who they once regarded as "Cao Cao", and more importantly, they regained their identity - Han people!

At this time, several young students who stopped to look at the excited Zhan Jie were first excited, and then roared.

"Congratulations, congratulations, compatriots, congratulations to the Northeast Army! Congratulations to our Chinese army! ”

Suddenly, as if by magic, a group of young students put up posters, and even carried the "Sun and Moon Flag" on a red background, and a few more than 100 people, and more than 1,000 people appeared on the streets of the capital.

When these processions appear on the streets, when people shout one after another, when they shout with joy, the people who are usually the most lively people begin to merge into it, they need to use cheers, swimming, walking, to vent the joyful emotions in their hearts, they need to use shouts to vent the sense of national belonging that has just been found.

"Northeast Army! Hooray......"

The cheers of thousands, tens of thousands of people, echoed in the sky above the capital on this day, and even the sky was likely to be shattered.

Teenagers, young people, old people, men, women, at this time, there is no longer any difference, when the procession of marches and marches gathered on the streets of the capital, they are no longer scattered individuals, no longer a plate of loose sand, at this time, whether they are men or women, old or young, they all have a common name.

National!

At this moment, the people, a term somewhat unfamiliar to them, were crowned on their heads, and it was at this moment that the people who had become numb and stupid in 258 years of slavery regained the lost bloodline, which was stored in everyone's bloodline, and never disappeared, and at this moment, at this glorious moment, finally, the unprecedented victory dispelled the dark clouds in everyone's heart, and allowed them to regain their dignity and find the lost bloodline, which originated from Yanhuang for thousands of years. It has never disappeared, maybe they have been confused, they have been lost, but they have never disappeared, at this time, the Yanhuang blood, beating powerfully in everyone's pulse, like the war drums of the Yanhuang era, a sound, a vibration, beating in everyone's heart.

"Long live China! ……”

In that burst of cheers, almost crazy shouts, Li Guangguang, who was standing on the upper floor of the teahouse, only felt a burst of blood boiling, he had never participated in any mass meeting, he never knew that the shouts of tens of thousands of people were so earth-shattering, at this moment, he seemed to understand, understood a lot.

Before today, he was just a bureaucrat, for him, what Han, what Man, was just a noun, even if it was the Yellow Soul Society, even if it was the Tongwen Society, it was just a tool, and at this time, he understood, he found it, found his roots, that root, was by no means something that the Manchu Qing could give.

Looking at more and more people on the street, listening to the shouts and looking at the ecstatic faces, suddenly, at this moment, Li Guangguang felt a little ashamed, because he knew that this kind of blood was manipulated by him and some people, and the blood of the people, in their eyes, was just a tool, a tool of a careerist.

At this moment, he only felt a wave of nausea in his heart, disgusted by his behavior! At this time, hearing the roar like thunder in his ears, Li Guangguang only felt dizzy, and the whole person seemed to be in the waves, floating up and down with the sound.

Finally, he raised his foot, at this time, he was no longer a councilor, he was just an ordinary citizen, just an ordinary Chinese, a member of the people, he came to the people.

Li Guangguang, who was in the midst of the stormy waves, was even disoriented at this time, he didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings, looking at the figures in front of him constantly shaking in front of him, from their faces he could feel the excitement of people at this time.

Suddenly, tears flowed down his face, and suddenly, a cry came out of his mouth, nothing to conspiracies, nothing to conspiracy, nothing to do, just the roar of the deepest veins of the soul.

"I, the people of China, will never be slaves of the Manchus again!" (To be continued.) )