Perhaps moved by the scene he created himself, Chiang Kai-shek refused to change the car. He still stayed in the caravan, so that Soong Mei-ling also got on the car. He wanted to ride the car through the welcome road composed of hundreds of thousands of citizens.

This change surprised Zhuang Jihua, Tang Enbo Xiong Bin and others. Peking is not Nanjing or Wuhan: Nanjing is prepared and made a sudden change. There are relatively few citizens in the sections. However, there are more than ten kilometers from Nanyuan to Zhongnanhai, and there are no less than a thousand places along the way for ambush by gunmen, and there are no time to prepare temporarily.

"Principal, no, no, there are Japanese spies in the city. This is too dangerous! It's too dangerous!" Zhuang Jihua's tone was rapid, his face turned red, and his anxiety was unconcealed.

"Chairman, Chairman, we are not prepared. No, no, this will happen. Even if there is a surprise, I will not be able to repay the situation even if I cut off Commander Zhuang and I." Tang Enbo was also anxious, and a layer of sweat appeared on his head.

Chiang Kai-shek smiled faintly and said proudly: "It's nothing. The Cultural Revolution, seven years of hard work, we finally recovered Peking. If a few spies are scared, we will not dare to accept the cheers of the people, and we will be sorry for the sacrificed heroes."

Seeing that Chiang Kai-shek could not be persuaded, Zhuang Jihua had to ask Soong Mei-ling for help: "Madam, you advise the principal, this is too dangerous. Even if the Japanese are not prepared, just one phone call will make preparations in the city. Madam is too risky."

Soong Mei-ling also smiled: "Don't worry, I'll sit next to the chairman. I'll protect him if there is anything." Speaking of this, she lowered her voice: "Chairman is the drunkard's intention, he doesn't care about Hopkins."

Zhuang Jihua now understood why Chiang Kai-shek did this. Hopkins' pressure aroused his anger. He wanted to tell Hopkins that he would do anything to maintain national unity.

"Madam, I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of if I don't want it. There will be some accident. How can I explain to the people of the whole country and to the soldiers of the army? Madam, you will advise the principal. As for Hopkins, I already have a way to deal with him." Zhuang Jihua said at the end, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and glar at Hopkins, which made Hopkins, who was paying attention to this side and didn't know what happened.

"Cultural Revolution, Enbo, don't persuade me." Chiang Kai-shek, who was sitting in the car, said calmly: "I have decided, I will do it."

Zhuang Jihua and Tang Enbo tried hard to persuade each other, but Chiang Kai-shek still refused to make concessions this time. Chen Bulei and Chen Cheng and the others also found out that something was wrong. After they came to learn about it, they also joined in the persuasion. However, Chiang Kai-shek still refused to make concessions. In the end, Zhuang Jihua had to give in, but he also made a request to let Wu Ziniu sit in the passenger seat and Chiang Kai-shek agreed to this request.

Zhuang Jihua called Wu Ziniu over and told him to take Chiang Kai-shek's car to pay attention to it, especially the tall buildings on both sides. Tang Enbo called the driver down and replaced his driver. Seeing the two major generals' busy adjustments, Chiang Kai-shek sat steadily in the car without any expression.

After arranging the personnel, Zhuang Jihua and Tang Enbo Xiong Bin discussed urgently and urgently dispatched the war zone guard regiment to strengthen the vigilance in the city of Peking. The guards were already in the city. Xiong Bin served in Peking for a long time before the war and was very familiar with the city of Peking. He immediately found several places on the map where the snipers were likely to be ambushed, and then telegraphed the city to immediately control these places.

The two then made adjustments to the convoy and placed Zhuang Jihua's guards in the first three cars. All three cars were jeeps and anti-aircraft machine guns were mounted. Zhuang Jihua and Tang Enbo sat in the second caravan. The two caravans were Tang Enbo's guards, and they were also jeeps. Behind them was the convoy. There were two jeeps between each three cars, with fully armed soldiers on it.

Twenty minutes later, the convoy set out in fear with Zhuang Jihua and Tang Enbo. The convoy had just left the airport and the citizens who had already waited outside the airport burst into deafening cheers. Long live the sounds were endless. Some students threw their hands on the convoy. This action made every divine path of Wu Ziniu tense.

Suddenly, two female students rushed over the soldiers' blocking line with Xian Huā and rushed to Chiang Kai-shek's car. Wu Ziniu's pistol was instantly held in his hand. Chiang Kai-shek whispered to stop it. The two female students sent the Xian Huā in their hands to Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling, and then turned around and shouted at Chairman Jiang Wanduo.

"This is not possible, it will definitely not work if this continues." Zhuang Jihua's face turned pale, Tang Enbo's face was also pale, and he kept murmuring: "What to do? What to do?" The actions of the two female students immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the citizens around him. The citizens rushed forward and surrounded the caravans. Countless hands reached towards Chiang Kai-shek. Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling stood up and waved to the citizens.

Zhuang Jihua and Tang Enbo jumped out of the car, transferred a company of guards behind him, forcibly blocked the citizens, cleared out a way, and arranged four guards on both sides of the caravan, so the convoy moved slowly amid the cheers.

Chiang Kai-shek stood in the car for a while, then sat down, and after a while, he stood up again. Whenever he stood up, the crowds on both sides cheered.

The convoy restarted again, and slowly the tall Beiping walls arrived in front of him. In front of the wide city gate, more than a dozen white-haired and white-bearded old men set up incense tables in front of the city gate. Zhuang Jihua saw it from afar and couldn't help but complain.

"Commander Tang, this..., this..., how good is this!"

Tang Enbo was also stunned. They never expected that the citizens of Peking would actually put on this posture. Chiang Kai-shek would not drink at all. Although the wine bowl on the incense table was not big, it could still make Chiang Kai-shek drunk.

In addition to wine, the terrain of this area is complex, and a sniper ambush nearby can cause huge damage.

Chiang Kai-shek's car stopped, Zhuang Jihua whispered and jumped out of the car quickly. Tang Enbo also hurriedly got out of the car, and the two of them hurriedly ran over.

Tang Enbo wanted to come forward to dissuade him, but Zhuang Jihua grabbed him. Tang Enbo was a little puzzled. Zhuang Jihua used his eyes to signal to both sides of the city gate. Thousands of people gathered on both sides of the city gate. When they saw Chiang Kai-shek's car stop, they immediately burst into cheers. Long live sounds continued, and all kinds of fresh ribbons were thrown out of the crowd and fell from the air.

"Chairman, I am very lucky to lead a benevolent and righteous army to drive out the cannibals! I am very lucky to be in China!" The old man with white beard held up the wine bowl and raised his hands high, then slowly fell down, and then sent it to Chiang Kai-shek: "This is the wine of triumphal. The wine of victory is the wine of hundreds of thousands of people in Peking. Congratulations to the Chairman!" Hopkins also came over at this time. He was curious when he saw this scene. He asked in a low voice: "What is this for? Is it a triumphal ceremony in China?"

"Yes" Stuart Leiden was pulled into his car by Hopkins, and was by his side at this moment: "According to the ancient Chinese customs, the general who came back from victory must accept the toast from local elders to the local respected elders, to show respect and feeling for the general Tule Leiden paused after saying this. Hopkins did not say anything but continued to watch with interest, but Stuart Leiden continued: "But this kind of ritual is not always available. Confucian culture in China emphasizes the word benevolence, which has high requirements for soldiers. Not only does it require victory, but also requires strict military discipline, less killing and less damage. Only a general who can afford this benevolence has the opportunity to accept such a welcome ceremony."

Stu Leiden has been in China for decades and has known a lot about Chinese culture. In the Beiyang government era, wars continued. Whether it was Wu Peifu or Feng Yuxiang and Zhang Zuoshuang, they were not welcomed like this when they entered Peking. Even if Chiang Kai-shek entered Peking after the Second Northern Expedition, he was not welcomed like this. But today, he was welcomed by the citizens of Peking for the most solemn ceremony.

In front of Chiang Kai-shek, Zhuang Jihua hurriedly leaned over and Chiang Kai-shek had already picked up the wine bowl. It was not suitable to refuse on this occasion. He frowned slightly. Zhuang Jihua and Tang Enbo were anxious, and they wanted to drink for him.

Soong Mei-ling suddenly whispered in Cantonese next to Chiang Kai-shek: "You can respect the martyrs first, and then the people." Chiang Kai-shek smiled, picked up the wine bowl and raised it high, and said loudly: "This first glass of wine should be toasted with the heroic martyrs who fought bloody battles for the country!"

As he said that, he poured half of the wine on the ground and raised it again: "This second cup should be toasted to the people of China. Without their support, there would be no victory today!"

After saying that, he poured half of the wine on the ground, and finally raised the wine bowl again: "In the end, I would like to the soldiers of the People's Revolutionary Army of our country, and they went on one after another to win one victory after another. I would like to to them this bowl!"

After saying that, he drank the wine bowl and no one knew if there was any wine in it. After Chiang Kai-shek finished drinking it, he threw the wine bowl to the ground, and the wine bowl split in half. As the wine bowl fell to the ground, there was a loud shout of cheers around, and the cheerful suona immediately sounded, and Chiang Kai-shek waved around to signal.

Zhuang Jihua hurriedly stepped forward to stop the white-bearded elders, while Tang Enbo and his guards surrounded Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling into the car. The convoy passed the city gate hole and officially entered Peking.

The crowds on the streets of Beiping were surging, and the whole city was almost full of people. The streets and alleys were crowded with heads, and everyone was cheering. Whether they were wearing robes or suits, whether they were pulling rickshaws or setting up stalls, everyone was raising their faces and shouting. Some half-grown children climbed up the walls, and the tall buildings on both sides were also crowded with heads in front of the windows.

The flying paper fell from the sky, and some areas were retreated to loess. The crowd was crowded with all their might. Now, not only Zhuang Jihua, Tang Enbo, but also Chen Bulei and Chen Cheng in the car were all faceless.

Chiang Kai-shek's interest grew higher. However, he did not stop the car, but instead asked the driver to speed up slightly, which made the driver and Wu Ziniu next to him breathe a little relieved.

Wu Ziniu did not care about the crowds on both sides of the street. His eyes were always on the tall buildings. The windows with surging heads were quickly passed by. He only paid attention to the roof and some unopened windows. Soon he gave up on the roof, and soldiers were already shaking on the roof.

Weidemai and Stilwell sat in the car, looking at the moving crowd on both sides, their faces filled with fresh love and their eyes full of reverence.

"Oh," Weidemai sighed heavily. Stilwell was a little surprised. He couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" "Hopkins may have miscalculated this time." Weidemai said and told Stilwell about Hopkins' purpose in China, and finally asked, "Joe, what do you think of this plan?"

Stilwell thought for a while and smiled bitterly and said, "I can't judge their decision, but based on my understanding of Zhuang, he will definitely not agree."

Stilwell has a personal experience of this kind of thing. In Myanmar, China needed the United States more than it is now, but Zhuang Jihua still refused his request without hesitation and even broke up. Now Hopkins requested more, which harmed China's interests more, and China's response may be more intense.@.
Chapter completed!