The chaos in Nanjing made Chen Zikun have a very bad feeling, vaguely like he had come to Beijing in the year of Gengzi, and the invasion of the Eight-Nation Coalition into Beijing and the humiliating Xinchou Treaty caused by the Gengzi Revolution are still like heavy shackles around China's neck, and like a bunch of greedy leeches, sucking away the only remaining blood on this crippled body little by little.

Shuangxi seemed to be a little unwilling, and said stupidly: "Dashuai, don't you often say that you are anti-imperialist, now that imperialism is in front of you, why don't you do it, and help them in turn." ”

Chen Zikun said: "If killing foreign nationals can be anti-imperial, I will take you to kill, but can you, there are foreign gunboats parked in the Yangtze River, why don't you see them to fight, you know what kind of heroes are bullying unarmed women and children." ”

Shuangxi thought for a while and said: "Our Jiangdong Army is a hero, don't do this, but let's leave it alone, let the brothers of the Northern Expeditionary Army toss and relieve their anger." ”

Chen Zikun said: "They are relieved and comfortable, but in the end, who will the board hit?" When foreigners retaliate, whether it is armed intervention or reparations, it will ultimately fall on the people, so we must not only manage this matter, but also manage it to the end. ”

Shuangxi stopped talking, but looking at his stubborn eyes, he didn't understand Chen Zikun's words.

After Chen Zikun and the troops joined up, they immediately dispatched a platoon of gendarmerie to universities, hospitals, churches, consulates, and other places where there were many foreigners.

The news was quickly fed back, most of the Westerners in Nanjing had fled to the Shanghai concession by boat the day before yesterday, so the casualties were not very large, many empty houses were looted, curtains, carpets, chandeliers, and the like were swept away, the British and Japanese consulates were attacked the most, the British consul and his wife were nowhere to be found, the Japanese consul Morioka Shohei was shot and narrowly escaped, the American consulate was empty, and it is said that Consul Davis took a group of Westerners to the Mobil Kerosene Company, probably to seek the protection of the warship.

Chen Zikun and American Consul Davis are old acquaintances, and hurriedly sent Shuangxi to lead a squad guard to Xiaguan for protection.

Xiaguan is in the northwest corner of Nanjing City, close to the Yangtze River, there are wharves and railway stations, it is an important transportation hub in Nanjing, Mobil Kerosene Company, British American Tobacco Company is located here, Shuangxi has never been to Nanjing before, the north and the south are not clear, so I had to pull a local person as a guide, walked to a hill, suddenly heard the sound of gunfire above, Shuangxi listened to it for a while, and said: "Big-eyed and watery beads." ”

One soldier pointed to the mountain and said, "Look, someone is greeting us." ”

Shuangxi put his hand on the pergola and looked over, and saw someone on the roof of a villa waving bed sheets at them, shouting, jumping and jumping.

"What are you shouting?" Double Joy scratches its head.

"It's a help." A second lieutenant who knows English and is a soldier.

"That's right." Shuangxi led the soldiers up the mountain, walked over with a big grin and was just about to shout, a bullet flew in, Shuangxi felt that his head was clouded, and he fell to the ground, the brothers immediately raised their guns and fired, the dense bullet rain hit the branches and leaves of the trees where the soldiers were hiding, the villa door was open, the people inside shouted and screamed, the soldiers took advantage of the chaos to suppress the firepower, carried Shuangxi and rushed to the villa, just entered the door, the opponent's machine gun fired.

Double Happiness didn't die, the steel helmet was hit by a stray bullet, just smashed a pit, as long as the angle was a few points more positive, the head melon seeds had to turn into rotten watermelons, the big rivers and rivers came over, and he almost capsized in the gutter, but he was so angry that he grabbed a Thompson, smashed the window glass with the butt of the gun, and swept it out.

The foreigners in the villa were dumbfounded, and a middle-aged man asked in Nanjing's Chinese: "Are you Jiangdong Army?" ”

Shuangxi said: "How do you know? ”

The man shrugged his shoulders and said, "The only army in China that is so Americanized is the Jiangdong Army. ”

No wonder foreigners admit that the military uniforms worn by Chen Zikun's guards are different from those of ordinary troops, the surplus materials of the United States World War I, the khaki military uniform canvas belt, Tony's steel helmet and leather boots, and the American gun on his back, which really looks like a team of American soldiers from a distance.

There are 53 Westerners hiding in this villa, including diplomatic staff of the consulate, staff of the Mobil Kerosene Company and British American Tobacco, professors of Jinling University, clergy of the Church and their families, and the villa was besieged just now by a group of rebels, who had to come in and rob after extorting money, and after being refused, there was a shootout between the two sides, and the foreigners saw a small group of American soldiers passing by at the foot of the mountain, and hurriedly called for help.

There were hundreds of rebels surrounding the villa, and there was a tendency to gather more and more, the Russian water-making rifles thumped, and the machine guns strafed the gate of the villa into a sieve, but fortunately it was a solid masonry structure, and if it was a Japanese-style wooden cardboard house, it would definitely cause great casualties.

Shuangxi was anxious, he only brought a squad of soldiers, although the firepower of the portable machine gun was fierce, it could not stand the opponent's large number of people, and if he continued to fight like this, the brothers had to fold in, and shouted outside, saying that he was from the Jiangdong National Revolutionary Army, but the language was not understood, and the Nantai dialect and the bird-like Cantonese could not be spoken together at all.

Seeing that the bullets were getting fewer and fewer, and the people sent out to ask for reinforcements were also killed on the side of the road, Shuangxi jumped like thunder, shouting and scolding to break the group of people into pieces, and suddenly the foreigner gave him an idea, signaling the warships on the river and calling for fire support.

Shuangxi agreed without thinking about it, led his subordinates to strafe, covered a foreigner to climb onto the roof, and flashed and flashed in the direction of the Yangtze River with a signal light.

Ten minutes later, the warships anchored on the river began to shoot, and clouds of smoke filled the air, shells whistled by, exploded around the villa, the earth trembled, and the rebels suddenly dispersed, but the shelling continued, stretching from this hill to the city of Shimonoseki, everywhere there was thick smoke and flames.

"Fuck them off!" Double Happiness shouted.

But the gunboats seemed to be addicted, and the shelling continued, and soon the artillery in the city began to return fire, and the artillery battle between the two sides lasted for half an hour before it gradually subsided.

Shuangxi was very angry, and regardless of the foreigner's request, he led the team to evacuate the villa, and he didn't care about the life or death of these white-eyed wolves.

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The commander-in-chief of the Jiangdong Army and the commander of the Jiangyou Army on the East Road of the Northern Expeditionary Army, Cheng Qian, met in Nanjing, and in the face of this old member of the alliance and a revolutionary predecessor, Chen Zikun's posture was very low, and Cheng Qian did not support him, and after a brief greeting, he began to discuss the issue of rebellion.

"Fortunately, my brother sent troops to protect schools, churches, hospitals and other places in time, otherwise I don't know how much trouble will happen, the Northern Expedition has not yet succeeded, and now the powers are temporarily neutral, in case they are forced to Fengzhang's side and work against us, it will be a big trouble." Cheng Qian speaks Hunan dialect and talks and laughs.

The adjutant came in and reported: "Commander, a dozen rebels have been arrested." ”

Cheng Qian waved his hand: "Killed, if you catch it again, you will be shot, don't come to ask me." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Commander Cheng is really a thunderous means, but to eliminate the evil, it is still necessary to find out the instigators, I think this xenophobia is premeditated, otherwise how can he only rob foreigners, but he has not committed any crime against the common people." ”

Cheng Qian said: "My brother is really wise, but he ...... The elder brother is familiar with the foreigners, and when he explains in the future, he just pushes the responsibility on the rout of the Zhilu army and asks them to find Zhang Zongchang's bad luck. ”

Chen Zikun smiled: "I naturally save this." ”

Cheng Qian said: "Brother plans to spend a few days in Nanjing? ”

"I'll go to Shanghai tomorrow, there's still a bunch of things to deal with over there."

"Yes, the military is busy, the prime minister said well, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, let us work together for the great cause of the Northern Expedition!"

The two hands clasped together and shook vigorously.

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Chen Zikun did not continue to stay in Nanjing, and rushed to Shanghai with the guards on a special train, and the group of refugees rescued on the road were killed and unwilling to leave him.

When the car arrived in Shanghai, the front of the railway station had been cleared, the drums were noisy, the honor guard stood straight, Bai Chongxi personally came to welcome Chen Zikun, and the old brothers who had not seen him for many years reunited again, and a thousand words were not spoken.

The headquarters of the Northern Expeditionary Army was located in Longhua, and the cars had to travel through the whole of Shanghai, marching on Zhabei Street, and the roadside was full of pickets of workers wearing canvas pants and red armbands, and from time to time a group of people gathered on the side of the road to listen to loud speeches.

"The bombardment of Nanjing by British and US warships is taking the opportunity to make trouble and interfering with the revolution with armed force, and we will never agree to it!" The speaker was probably a student, his voice was high-pitched and powerful, and the navy blue student was straight, which vaguely reminded Chen Zikun of Zheng Zeru.

"The great powers killed and injured more than 7,000 soldiers and civilians in Nanjing! This is a great shame, this is a sea of blood feud! Down with imperialism! The students raised their arms and shouted, and the crowd shouted after him, and the sound of anger came and went, mixed with one or two gunshots.

"Zikun, how many people died in Nanjing?" Bai Chongxi asked.

"The shelling of Xiaguan killed 36 soldiers and civilians and injured dozens of people." Chen Zikun was still looking out the window of the car at the revolutionary masses who were fading away.

"Excuse yourself to play, they want to roast us on the fire." Bai Chongxi said meaningfully.

"Who are they? Who are we? Chen Zikun was puzzled.

"They are over from Wuhan, let's just you and my brother, and Commander-in-Chief Jiang, he may be in a hurry at this time, hurry up." Bai Chongxi knocked on the driver's shoulder, the car accelerated, and the French plane tree on the side of the road quickly flashed backwards.

Chen Zikun said worriedly: "The military and the government are not unified, and the Wuhan Nationalist Government is controlled by outsiders and is hindered everywhere, how can it be good?" ”

Bai Chongxi snorted coldly and said: "I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore, they abolished the Central Executive Committee, the Military Commission, and replaced the head of the organization, we all endured it, and the young people bewitched the rebels to rob the foreigners, trying to provoke the conflict between the Northern Expeditionary Army and the foreign powers, and put the basin king on our heads, we can also bear it, but if they don't stop, don't blame us for being polite." ”

As he spoke, he made a very neat gesture of cutting melons.

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