Shang Zhen walked on the streets of Nanjing with Qian Chuan, Ma Erhuzi and six or seven other people.
There were military and police officers, civilian refugees, and the chaos on the streets was even worse than the previous days.
And Shang Zhen and the others saw soldiers even building barricades, and government officials writing in white on the large walls on both sides of the street.
"Looking at other people's writing, this is really skillful!" Ma Erhuzi couldn't help but praise.
I saw that the man was using a flat brush dipped in white ash to write directly on the big wall, and the written words were as if they were carved from a mold.
"That's right, it takes time to master anything. People who write are just like us who play with guns." Qian Chuan'er agreed.
"What is he writing?" Ma Erhuzi asked again.
It's not that Ma Erhuzi doesn't know a few words, he doesn't know the words at all.
"Swear to defend Nanjing to the death." Qian Chuan'er read.
When Ma Erhuzi said "Oh", they passed by the man who was writing slogans.
But just when Ma Erhuzi, who was envious of other people's ability to write, looked back at the person writing, he said in surprise: "There's more, I haven't finished writing yet!"
Anyway, Shang Zhen and the others only came out to inquire about the situation, and a few people stopped to take a look. At this time, they saw that the man wrote the word "three" after "Defend Nanjing to the death".
"Three what?" Qian Chuan'er was also curious.
Finally, they saw that after "Defend Nanjing to the death", it was written "three months".
"Three months? Such a big capital should be able to defend for three months, right?" Chen Hanwen, who remained silent, guessed and then looked at Shang Zhen, "Company commander, tell me."
Since Shang Zhen and the others have been away from the main force for a long time, Chen Hanwen still calls Shang Zhen the company commander.
Shang Zhen didn't really care what people like him called him. When he saw Chen Hanwen asking him, he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say."
As for Shang Zhen and his group, they have long been accustomed to Shang Zhen's character. Shang Zhen doesn't easily express his opinions on everything. If he can't say it, it means it's hard to say it.
Yes, it is indeed difficult to talk about the war. The three northeastern provinces were lost in more than a month, but the Battle of Songhu was fought for several months. So who knows how long Nanjing can hold on.
"The louder you shout, the more likely the result will be -" Qiu Bo whispered, not forgetting to blink around.
This is war time.
You see, in peacetime, if people say something, it may be okay, but if they say this in wartime, if the military police Xiante listens to it, they will give you a big trick to "confuse the public" or "bewitch people's hearts." hat, then he might be thrown directly into jail!
The soldiers who came with Shang Zhen were all veterans and had experienced a lot. They naturally understood what Qiu Bo meant. No one answered him, but they already believed it in their hearts. .
Shang Zhen and the others moved forward again, and after walking for a while, Little Dustpan suddenly shouted: "Look what's in front of you, there's a bald head there!"
"What a bald head, that's a monk!" Chen Hanwen laughed.
Everyone looked towards the roadside and saw that there was really a group of people in front of them, but they were surrounding a monk.
Anyway, they were just inquiring about information and were not in a hurry, so Shang Zhen and the others moved closer.
This was the first time for Shang Zhen and the others to see a monk. They saw that the monk was tall, wearing patched monk robes, and had a ring scar on his head.
The little dustpan boy had a childish attitude, so he stretched out his fingers to count the scars on the monk's head.
The monk closed his eyes slightly and ignored what the people in the market said about him. Instead, he clasped his hands and said: "There was a man who was wandering in the wilderness and was chased by an evil elephant. He was scared and had no one to go to. He saw an empty well. If there are tree roots, look for them and dive into the well.
There were two rats, black and white, gnawing at the roots of the tree. There were four venomous snakes on the four sides of the well, trying to sting the person. There was a poisonous dragon below, and the heart was afraid of the poisonous dragon and was afraid that the roots of the tree would be broken. Five drops of honey from the roots fell into the mouth, and the bees scattered when the tree shook. The stinging people, the wildfire comes again and burns this tree."
"What kind of thing are you carrying, monk?" Ma Erhuzi got tired of listening to it for a while. He didn't understand, so he asked in a huff.
People from the Northeast have a loud voice, and Ma Erhuzi's personality made him unable to understand the monk's chanting, so he naturally opened his mouth to ask.
It cannot be said that Ma Erhuzi never speaks regardless of the occasion, but in his opinion, if soldiers with guns like them shout loudly on the streets, the common people will not be afraid, so what is the difference between monks?
"The five desires in life are like eating honey, only greedy for temporary pleasure, but don't know that the end is coming. How sad!" The monk ignored Ma Erhuzi's loud voice and said.
Then, he put his hands together and walked out of the crowd.
"Monk and Taoist priests have always been talkative. They are not as fun as the great immortal at our house!" Xiao Dustpan, who had already finished counting the scars on the monk's head, said with a smile.
The little dustpan is the nature of a child. As for the Buddhist scriptures that the monk had recited before, Shang Zhen and the others did not understand it very well. However, Shang Zhen was somewhat touched by what the monk said before he left. .
He first thought of Mr. Wang, and then he thought of Chu Tian.
Thinking of Mr. Wang, it was naturally because Mr. Wang, who had already reached his 50s, immediately fell in love with Ju Hongxia, who was in her twenties. Although they were not married yet, they were still an old couple.
And he thought of Chu Tian because Shang Zhen heard from the soldiers that Chu Tian had been "hooking up" with a female student from a wealthy neighbor's family in the past few days.
Shang Zhen doesn't understand what the five desires in life are, but he does know what it means to "only be greedy for temporary pleasure", and then there is another sentence behind it, "I don't know the end is coming."
The Japanese army was besieging the city outside. These days, Shang Zhen was not in a hurry to lead his troops to find the Northeastern Army, although he heard that a Northeastern Army team was guarding the Purple Mountain outside Nanjing.
Shang Zhen instinctively felt that staying in Nanjing City was not very safe, but he had been out marching and fighting for a long time. Once he entered the colorful world of Nanjing City, he began to indulge in the pleasures of the moment. Everyone from the soldiers to him felt relaxed. This is human nature.
But at this time, the monk's words undoubtedly reminded Shang Zhen. Just like what Qiu Bo said before, despite the loud shouting from above, he vowed to defend Nanjing for three months, but can he really defend it for three months?
People like you, don't let the Japanese army block the city again because of your carelessness!
Shang Zhen and his group of soldiers marched from north to south and saw countless mountains and mountains lost. What else was missing in Nanjing?
Oh, what was he thinking about just now? Shang Zhen continued to walk forward, but his eyes wandered and he was thinking about his own thoughts.
I thought about it, don't be blocked in the city by the Japanese army.
At this moment, Shang Zhen suddenly remembered the Northeast Army he saw guarding Yin County before entering Nanjing. At that time, the Northeast Army had blocked the gate of the county and blocked it to death!
On the way back, Shang Zhen heard from the people of the 112th Division that only two to three hundred troops from a regiment defending the city came back!
Thinking of this, Shang Zhen suddenly felt a sense of urgency.
"Okay, don't just look at the scenery, let's go to the Guanghua Gate in the south and have a look!" Shang Zhen said suddenly, and then quickened his pace.
As soon as they heard Shang Zhen's order, the few people following him strode away.
Shang Zhen did not get the topographic map of Nanjing, but he still had the administrative division map of Nanjing City, which also had some geographical markings.
For example, Shang Zhen knew that there were thirteen gates in Nanjing City, and the Guanghua Gate he was going to now was to the south of Nanjing City.
The reason why Shang Zhen wanted to see the south gate of Nanjing City, which was neither the east nor west gate, nor the north gate, was because he knew that the Yangtze River was to the north of Nanjing City, and he didn't want to fight his way to the north.
Shang Zhen walked faster and faster with Qian Chuan'er and the others. Since he didn't want to see the scenery along the way, Xiao Dustpan and the others had no choice but to follow.
But everything seemed to be destined by nature. When Shang Zhen and his people turned a corner on the street, they really saw the thick and tall walls of Nanjing City and the Guanghua Gate in the walls.
But when they saw the city wall again, they suddenly felt dumbfounded.
Just because they could no longer get to the front, there were soldiers with guns on guard in front of them to prevent anyone from getting closer, and there were soldiers busy right at the entrance of the Guanghua Gate.
What are the soldiers busy with? The soldiers were supposed to be holding guns, but at this time they were working as bricklayers. They actually built a wall at the Guanghua Gate. In other words, under the orders from above, the defenders actually started to block the city gate!
"Go back quickly and let our people get out of the city quickly!" Shang Zhen whispered, and he suddenly had an extremely bad premonition.
