At the beginning of the new year of 1911, she was in military uniform and accompanied him. As the soldiers reviewed her, she pointed her sword towards the sky and solemnly swore:
"The Commander-in-Chief of the Hubei Army in Shouyi appointed me as the Commander-in-Chief, and I confer the seal here just to liberate the three towns of Wuhan and to guard the dignity of our brave Hunan warriors."
There is no turning back, seventeen times of iron-blooded spirit, and only on October 10th.
The Qingchuan Pavilion is tall, the Yellow Crane Tower is tall, and we talk generously about world affairs;
Five-color flags and thousands of crowns gather together in Wuchang City.
When the Northern Expeditionary Army entered Hunan from Guangdong, she smiled openly: "As the Xiangjiang River goes north, the Northern Expeditionary Army is in full swing. The victory flag will soon be planted from both sides of the Xiangjiang River to both sides of the Yangtze River." He also looked back: "I hope this is the water that carries the boat, not the water that capsizes it..."
——Of course, when the Northern Expedition came to an abrupt end in 1926, Huguang underwent tremendous changes, new armies emerged, and the past became like smoke. This has become a thing of the past.
If I leave you and you can calm down, I just want you to rest assured and don't want you to worry;
If I let you leave me, pretend that I am calm, even if I am sad, I will treat it as unintentional...
PS. This is an experimental article about the pseudo-group portrait of the two lake cities, mainly Jiangcheng Wuhan and Star City Changsha. It is not a happy story of harmonious harmony, but an undercurrent. This article is full of personal flavor and interpretation, and perhaps there will be a follow-up (｀ω? ).
Purpose: personal interesting experimental article