The wheel of history rolled forward.
Even if time and space intersected, it was different.
However, the hidden conflict and the anger accumulated in the hearts of the people had almost reached a critical point.
With just one opportunity, a spark would start a prairie fire.
And this opportunity.
Ulan Province declared independence.
When they learned of this news, coupled with the fact that the cabinet regime led by Old Duan in the Imperial Capital did nothing and tacitly agreed to this matter, they only wanted to continue the internal friction.
This caused the Jun Garden to boil.
On this day, a young man from the Imperial Capital called for an emergency meeting with all the high school students.
In the end, they unanimously agreed that they had to rise up and resist. They must not let their land fall again.
In the beginning, thousands of student representatives broke through layer after layer of military and police defense lines.
Then, the number of people demonstrating increased exponentially and gathered on the main street of Purple Gold Pavilion.
The slogan shook the sky, and the banner was written in blood.
He shouted that he would rather die than be defeated. He was not afraid of the angry roars of the foreign powers.
At first, Old Duan and the others thought it was just an ordinary student activity.
However, he gradually realized that the situation was no longer under his control.
It had already evolved into student protests, workers 'strikes, and merchants' strikes, attracting the attention and support of people from all walks of life.
Especially after the military police arrested several student representatives, the time was getting more and more intense.
The nine provinces were in turmoil, sweeping across the entire Yan Huang Land like a prairie fire.
The facts proved that although the strength of the common people was low.
However, when it gathered to a certain extent, it would become a monstrous wave.
The impact of the school strike, market strike, and strike was disastrous.
Even the people who did not want to cause trouble were affected.
In order to end this chaos as soon as possible, they could only join the huge wave of protests.
Imperial City, outside the Purple Gold Pavilion.
There was a sea of people, but they were clearly separated.
At this moment, one of the leaders of the demonstration, Zhang Boling, was angrily scolding the North Mansion Cabinet 100 meters away.
"President Duan can actually accept such blatant humiliation!”
"The North Mansion Regime actually acquiesced to such a reality of bandits plotting against the country!”
"It's not that they don't have eyes, but they would rather be blind, the dogs of the foreign powers, and the accomplices of foreign humiliation!”
"If the territory is not in order, the country will definitely perish. No matter who dares to forget about the country and want to destroy our race, even if ten thousand blades are on their bodies, they will not give in!”
"Defend my country and punish the traitors!”
The sound waves shook the sky.
The police officers inside the cordon had never seen such a scene before. Although they had guns in their hands, their legs couldn't help but tremble.
A travel-worn woman rushed out of the crowd.
Everyone knelt down in front of the police line.
He held a white cloth in his hand and wrote the word 'injustice' in blood.
Zhang Yonggui, the chief of the police station, felt helpless.
What was going on?
Back then, he had signed so many unequal agreements, but he had never seen such a big mess.
A peasant should have the awareness of a peasant. How could a small arm twist a thigh?
"If there's an injustice, why are you making a fuss at the Purple Gold Pavilion? Get lost."
The kneeling woman was unmoved.
He was still holding the white cloth with the word 'injustice' high.
"The injustice is too great. The Overwatch Office can't handle my complaint!”
"There's a lawsuit that the Imperial City's Inspectorate can't handle?" Zhang Yonggui laughed mockingly.”
"My family lived at the border of the grassland. After the white devils came, my family of 16 was slaughtered, and I was the only one who survived!”
" If the whole of Ulan is enslaved by the white devils, the people living there will only end up worse. If the Purple Gold Pavilion doesn't care about such a great injustice, who will?”
At this moment, an official walked out from the vermilion door of the Purple Gold Pavilion.
He whispered a few words into Zhang Yonggui's ear, and the latter's expression immediately changed.
The higher-ups had ordered that if anyone broke into the card, they would be arrested or even killed on the spot.
With the imperial edict, there was no need to worry.
"If you don't come out, we'll charge in!”
The tragic encounter of the Wu Lan woman made the crowd even more excited.
The agitated students suddenly began to charge at the cordon.
"Raise your spear!"
"Aim!"
With Zhang Yonggui's order, the atmosphere instantly became tense.
However, in the face of the black muzzle, the young people who had long had enough of being bullied completely ignored it. They only wanted to charge into the Purple Gold Pavilion and let the higher-ups protect the sovereignty of Yan Huang.
What else could he do?
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
"Who is it? Who fired the gun!"
Zhang Yonggui was dumbfounded.
He thought that he had not given the order to shoot. Which bastard had misfired?
What responded to him was a loud slap and countless footsteps.
The man who came was dressed in military uniform and looked dignified without anger.
A team of fully armed soldiers followed behind him.
"I didn't give you a gun to point at your own people.”
Zhang Yonggui knew this person and knew that he could not afford to offend him.
He was a fierce general under General Feng, the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Border Defense.
Zhang Zhizhong.
After this obstruction, the crowd of people who were showing off their might swarmed toward the Purple Gold Pavilion without any obstruction.
"General Zhang, if anything happens to the Grand President, can you bear the responsibility?”
"You don't have to worry, our Yan Huang has never been a man of blood.”Zhang Zhizhong replied lightly.
Zhang Yonggui was dumbfounded, not understanding what he meant.
Demonstrating and breaking into the cabinet was considered bloody?
.....
In the Purple Gold Pavilion.
President Duan was pushed to the corner by the crowd and tried his best to put on a friendly smile.
"Students, calm down! You must stay calm!"
"You can't calm down. You betrayed the country for glory. Everyone has to kill you!”Zhang Boling grabbed President Duan's wrist, his face full of excitement.
Relatively speaking, Zhang Boling was calm enough.
If he wasn't here, the students would probably skin Old Duan alive.
"It's all a misunderstanding. Calm down, students. Let's listen to this first.”
President Duan held the radio in his arms as if he was holding his only life-saving straw.
At this juncture, Zhang Boling believed that President Duan would not play any tricks.
However, could the radio save Ulan Province and stop the foreign powers from dividing up more than 1.8 million square kilometers of Yanhuang?
Zhang Boling was still in doubt, but he still signaled for the students who rushed in to calm down.
Old Duan placed the radio on the table and considerately turned it to the maximum volume.
If it was possible, he wanted to spread the voice inside to the entire country.
After a rustling noise, the two of them walked out of the room.
A young man's voice came from inside.
"Inform the entire country, our fellow countrymen who have the blood of the Yellow Emperor.”
"After many years of exhaustion, the foreign powers bullied and oppressed us.”
"Now, more than 1.8 million vast territories have been forcibly divided and slaughtered by others. The country's body has been covered in dust and its sovereignty has been lost.”
The originally noisy Purple Gold Pavilion was now so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Although the voice on the radio was soft, there was some noise.
However, every word was like a heavy hammer in his heart, causing his soul to tremble.
" The North Mansion's cabinet has ignored the wrath of the heavens and the resentment of the people, and has acquiesced to the tyranny of the foreign powers. Then, your Suiyuan, your Chaha, your Shanjin, your Central Plains, your Jiangnan, and your Bashu will be next.”
"Defending our country is the duty of soldiers like us. Today, we must let the world clearly understand that there are people who will not allow Yan Huang to lose even an inch of territory.”
"I, Xi Qing, personally lead the Han family of the 8th regiment to defend the backbone of China.”
"If we can win this battle, it is our duty to be loyal.”
"If you meet with misfortune, fight to the last person to show your courage.”
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