?The commander of the 29th Army, Song Zheyuan, seemed to have been ten years old overnight. On the eve of the war, his luck still had the upper hand. He judged that the Japanese were just bluffing as before. In order to show his sincerity, he ordered the demolition of the sandbag barricades that were preparing for street battles in Beiping City, and negotiated with the Japanese side, and ignored the telegrams that resolutely resisted Lushan.

Now everything is too late, all the left and right arm are lost, Tong Lingge Zhao Dengyu died in battle, Nanyuan is lost, 100,000 enemy troops are approaching, Kwantung Army comes from Hebei, the Korean Army's Chuanban Division comes from south, the Riverside Brigade comes from east, and the Fifth Division and Navy attack on Tianjin. Although the 29th Army has 100,000 troops, for the entire North China, the troops are still short of strength and are not enough.

Beijing is an ancient city with tall and wide walls. If it were still possible to defend the city walls in ancient times, the Eight-Nation Alliance in the Battle of Boxer had proved that the city walls had no effect in front of foreign guns and cannons, and Pingjin had no danger to defend. If the battle to the death was fought, the only ending was that the dumplings were packed, and the people were also affected.

In great pain, he made a choice, gave up Peking and retreated to Baoding. In the vast night, Song Zheyuan, chairman of the Hebei-Chahar Government Affairs Committee and commander of the 29th Army, left Peking City by car. Looking back at the magnificent Qianmen Tower under the night, he burst into tears.

Song Zheyuan left, and a large number of defeated soldiers of the 29th Army retreated to the city one after another, but what awaited them was an order to concentrate on Baoding. Lin Wenlong and his classmates were wearing military training costumes and mixed in the defeated soldiers and slowly moved forward. Watermelons and big cakes were placed on both sides of the road. The elders of Peking donated them to the soldiers. The hungry soldiers ate the big cakes and ate the watermelons, and they were silent.

The old Camel said to Lin Wenlong and others: "Students, there is no banquet that will last forever. Let's leave here. Go home quickly. There will be chaos outside."

The college students who experienced blood and fire were all covered in dust and exhausted, and no one asked to serve the country again.

Lin Wenlong left silently. On the way, he took off his gray cloth uniform and threw it into the ditch.

...

Xiao Waizi from the Ziguang Car Factory went out for the morning shift today. He left the car before dawn early in the morning. He ran on the empty street with four calcium carbide lights. Suddenly, he felt something strange. He seemed to be throwing something on the side of the road. When he walked over, he was shocked. It turned out to be several broken guns.

He didn't dare to pick it up and continued to move forward nervously. There was no one in the ghost market that used to sell old goods today. Today, there were vaguely heard neat footsteps coming from the south.

Xiao Waizi pulled his rickshaw and stood in the middle of the empty street. The water moonlights on both sides emitted pale lights, illuminating his bald head. A sunrise flag with claws appeared in front of him, and then a line of Japanese soldiers lined up. The sun curtains under his hats flashed and bayonets were like forests. Such a long team had no noise except footsteps, and the solemn aura spread everywhere.

Xiao Waizi was so scared that he fought with two people. He pulled up the rickshaw and turned around and ran away. He had never run so fast in the past. He ran back to the Ziguang Car Factory, smashed the door and stumbled in. He was angry and said: "It's not good, it's a bad dish."

Baoqing got up early and looked at him wonderingly: "What's wrong? It's like losing his soul."

"Little Japan has entered the city. The old team of the elders has tens of thousands of troops." Xiao Waizi panted.

Baoqing was stunned and murmured: "No, isn't the Twenty-Nine Army still here?"

In the office of the Hebei-Chahar Government Affairs Committee, no one answered the phone, there were paper everywhere, and the gasoline barrels were filled with ashes from burning documents.

The Tsinghuan Car Factory was closed, and the large water tank prepared by Baoqing finally came in handy. It was filled with bricks and tiles and blocked at the door. The family had stored clean water for grain and water, and it would be no problem to deal with it for several months.

The family hid in the house and was trembling. When the Eight-Nation Alliance entered Beijing, it caused a lot of harm to the people. The Japanese were not good people and could not afford to offend them, so we could afford to hide.

After just one day, no one came to smash the door. Baoqing and Xing'er felt a little relieved, but the next day, the door of the car factory was knocked, which scared the two of them to fear, thinking that the Japanese devils came to rob.

"Baoqing, it's me, your Uncle Wang." The shouts of Viceroy Wang came from outside.

Baoqing plucked up the courage to come to the door and asked through the door panel: "Captain Wang, what's the matter?"

Chief Wang Xun said: "I'm asking you what's wrong? Why did you close the door? I haven't seen a car for a day. I thought something happened."

Baoqing said: "Isn't this the Japanese entering the city? I'm worried..."

Chief Wang Xun said: "Don't worry, the Japanese eat people's food, and they have to take a rickshaw. Open the door quickly and start the business."

Baoqing said: "Well, can't I rest for two days?"

Chief Wang Xun said: "It's really not possible. The above said that all shops in Peking must be opened, otherwise the fine will be detained. Whether to open the store or pay a fine, you can decide."

Baoqing said: "Who is above?"

Chief Wang said: "It is the local security maintenance meeting in Peking. The police station is under their jurisdiction. The above said that the shops are not open and there are no vehicles on the street, which affects the harmony between Japan and China."

Baoqing had no choice but to summon the coachmen and open business. In recent years, business has become worse and worse. There are only a dozen rickshaws left in the factory. In order to make a living, he has to pull a cart to run.

I took the rickshaw out for a day, and there was no business, and there were few people on the street, and the sun was shining in the sky. The dog was lying under the shade of the tree, sticking out his tongue, and there was a Japanese plaster flag on Zhengyangmen Railway Station.

This Peking has never been a Chinese Peking since then...

Baoqing walked staggeringly, his whole body was like a frost-beaten eggplant, constantly asking himself, would he be a slave to the country be destroyed from now on, and he didn't even hear the guests calling for a taxi.

"Rubber!" A man shouted on the side of the road. Baoqing woke up from his dream and hurriedly pulled the car over. When he approached, he found that he was his old friend Li Junqing.

Li Junqing is no longer a bath scrubber in the small bathhouse in Huaqing Pond. Now he is a celebrity in Peking City, and his relationship with Baoqing has long been cut off, but he is still polite when he meets him.

"Oh, Brother Baoqing, it's you." Li Junqing smiled. He was wearing a jade-white long gown, a straw hat and sunglasses, and a folding fan. He was handsome and spotless.

Baoqing said: "Mr. Li hasn't seen you one day. Where are you going?"

"Go to Xinhua Palace for a meeting. On this hot day, the cart pullers were all lying down and I didn't encounter any foreign carts all the way." Li Junqing looked good.

Xinhua Palace was the former presidential palace, the Royal Garden of Zhongnanhai. I don’t know who lives there now, and Baoqing didn’t care about that. He asked Li Junqing to get in the car and pulled him over all the way. The two of them chatted with each other, all of which were irrelevant topics. When they arrived, Li Junqing took out a big ocean for him. Baoqing said nothing and pulled the empty car away.

Li Junqing smiled and entered the gate of Xinhua Palace. The police at the door checked his ID and immediately saluted.

This is the location of the Beiping Local Security Maintenance Association. Jiang Chaozong, an old Beiyang man, served as the president. He happened to be familiar with Li Junqing and led him to go into the water to work for the Japanese.

In addition to Li Junqing, there were dozens of people who came to the meeting, all of whom were celebrities from the second and third tier cities in Peking. They were dressed in robes and jackets. The one who presided over the meeting was a Japanese colonel officer, discussing the topic of how to form the North China Provisional Government as soon as possible.

...

When the news of the fall of Pingjin reached Beitai, the Chen family was indignant and worried. Yao Yilei's aunt and family were still in Tianjin. Lin Wenjing's younger brother was not only stranded in Peking, but also in Nanyuan military training. I heard that many people died in Nanyuan blood. She was worried about her brother's safety.

Chen Zikun was in charge of work in Nanjing, and only women were the masters of the family. Although Pingjin fell, the traffic had not been blocked yet. Lin Wenjing wanted to go back to Peking to find her younger brother, but was stopped by Yao Yilei: "North China is in chaos. What's the use of your home? If something unexpected happens, we are even more worried. If you are caught by the Japanese, wouldn't it cause trouble for the master? Wenlong is in his twenties and can take care of himself. Besides, my cousin is also in Peking. They will definitely take care of each other, so don't worry."

In Shanghai, the Japanese Navy was ready to move. They followed the Lugou Bridge Incident and deployed the defense of the Gate North on the grounds that a Marine soldier was missing. On August 9, two Japanese Marines were shot dead while provoking at Hongqiao Airport. Four days later, at 9:50 am on August 13, 1937, the Second Shanghai War was unveiled.

The day after the war started, the Chinese government issued a "Self-Defense War Statement", and the Military Commission formed the Ninth Army, and still appointed Zhang Zhizhong as the commander-in-chief, responsible for the Battle of Shanghai. On that day, Japanese aircraft bombed Nanjing, Hangzhou and were shot down by Gao Zhihang, the Fourth Air Force Battalion, and other eighteen aircraft, with outstanding results. This day has since become China Air Force Day.

Since September 18th, China has faced Japan with a tough attitude for the first time, and the whole country has united unprecedentedly. Yan Xishan, Li Zongren of the Guangxi clan, Liu Xiang of Sichuan, and Long Yun of Yunnan all expressed their firm support for the central government and did not fear any sacrifice in the War of Resistance.

At the same time, the Red Army in northern Shaanxi was reorganized into the Eighth Route Army of the National Revolutionary Army, and the ** guerrillas in southern China were reorganized into the New Fourth Army.

People from all over the country donated money to help the war, and overseas Chinese were even more unwilling to give up. They donated money in a short time and received a huge amount of 3 million.

The troops across the country were mobilized, including Shaanxi, Shanxi, Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan, Guangdong, and various provinces and places, and armies gathered, wearing straw sandals and carrying luggage, heading towards North China and Shanghai.

At the Jiangdong Provincial Cyberspace, 10,000 elite soldiers were ready to go. They were the new divisions under the Jiangdong Provincial Security Command. They were composed of the former 99th Army of the Jiangdong Army and the 1937 graduates of the Jiangdong Army Officer's School. Yishui's German equipment, steel helmets, cowhide leggings, Mauser Type 24 rifles, and big leather shoes were polished to a shiny finish.

Jiangdong Provincial Security Commander Chen Shou, the new division commander Chen Qilin, the provincial chairman Yan Su, and Chen Zikun, the chairman of the aviation committee who came from Nanjing, all stood on the stage to review the troops. The soldiers lined up through the rostrum, and young faces were full of resoluteness.

Liu Ting's younger brother Liu Xiaoyong was in the queue. He was a fresh graduate of the Jiangdong Branch of the Central Military Academy. He was on the rank of warrant officer and walked through the front of the rostrum with a box cannon. The leader shouted: "Look to the right!" Countless pairs of eyes turned to the rostrum.

The officers on the stage raised their right hands wearing white gloves and returned the salute to the soldiers. Liu Ting, who was standing behind Chen Zikun, saw her younger brother in the queue, and her heart tightened.

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