"The time for the decisive battle has come! Our great leader has published the "Revolutionary Declaration" in the Italian People's Daily. This is the cheers of the times, the sustenance of the Italian people, and a page in a new chapter of history - the cowardly, incompetent, corrupt, decadent central government is destined to be overthrown...

Our purpose is not to simply change the government and replace politicians, but to reshape Italy with a new era and revolutionary spirit to restore the glory of the Roman Empire.

Devoting to this just and great cause will be an unforgettable moment in my life. At a major turning point in the fate of the country, we must not do anything. We should stand at the forefront! Let us make our own voice!"

On the afternoon of October 23, 1922, in a corner of the campus of the University of Rome, a young student with an arm hanging on his face and a little embarrassed but extremely excited expression was shouting hard at a large group of people. His name was Galeázzo Ziano, who was a second-year student in the law department of the University of Rome, the son of former Italian naval colonel Costanzo Ziano, and also a strife in the school.

Only he himself knew clearly that he was not Ziano, or that his body was still Ziano, but his soul was already someone else.

The person who possessed this body was Montorio Contini - the chief expert of the Italian data group of the "Iron Ambition" game. Three days ago, on a thunderstorm night, he was bizarrely not dead when he was in a car accident. Instead, he traveled to Ziano, who was also in a car accident, and mixed with the latter's consciousness and could no longer be separated. After a day of coma and treatment, he woke up!

The sudden traveling made Contini very uncomfortable, but fate opened another window after closing one window: he always hated the low value of Italy in the game "Iron Ambition", and was not satisfied with Italy's performance in this war, and he deeply sympathized with the fate of Count Ziano in history.

He used Italy to conquer the world countless times in the game, but now his fate has given him an opportunity - since I have traveled through time, let yourself write a brand new history!

He spent a day adapting to the new environment and body, and thought deeply about the current political situation: Italy, which had the signature of the Victory Country in the First World, was in bad condition in all aspects, economic downturn, internal struggles, workers' movements and armed resistances one after another, and more importantly, the political situation was in chaos.

The leader of the fascist and founder of the Italian Fascist Party, Benito Mussolini, has issued a call to "marche into Rome" and is preparing to organize a 100,000 Blackshirt army to march into the capital Rome.

His father, Ziano, Costanzo Ziano, was Mussolini's close comrade-in-arms and right-hand assistant. As the only son in the family, Ziano was worried about his safety and deliberately warned the young Ziano not to get involved too deeply because the latter himself was not sure. Ziano's arm was slightly injured in a car accident. It is theoretically the best choice to recover from the injury rather than participate in political activities.

For Contini, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It is a pity that he is a time traveler without intervening.

Many media and public opinion are paying attention to this somewhat funny "marching movement". They do not believe that this group of mobs will succeed, believing that they will inevitably be restrained and obstructed by the army and the police. Even Mussolini, who was swearing and kept slapping his chest on the outside, was shocked and puzzled. He did not follow the large army northwards but hurried in Perugia, the capital of Umbria. This place has developed transportation and is easy to advance and retreat. If the coup fails, it can cross the Penning Mountains and retreat to the Po River Basin. In history, every major revolutionary movement in Italy has used this as the command center. He tried to create a pattern of attacking and retreating and defending, and if the situation is not good, he will slip away.

Only Contini knew that this movement would eventually be a great success. Not only would it push Mussolini to the throne of prime minister, but it would also allow fascist to sweep the whole country. If he could get a hand here, he would ensure that his resume would be very good--the University of Rome's title of standard bearer in response to the movement was already waved to him. If he failed, it would be no big deal. At most, he would be squatting in the police station for a few days, which would also create an atmosphere of fearlessness in the victims. At that time, he was also a revolutionary predecessor.

So he made up his mind to get up the team, not only to work by himself, but also to work at the University of Rome, but also to work with all the students in Rome, so that Mussolini could see his energy and appeal.

"You said it well, but what should we do? We also initiate power seizures and demonstrations?" someone from the audience asked.

"No, we cannot do this! We should make full use of our knowledge and abilities to publicize and explain the profound significance of the movement to the majority of students, teachers, and Roman citizens..." Contini blinked, "We should use pens, flyers, and big-character posters to tell more people that a vigorous revolutionary cause is emerging, and this is the only way to save Italy. If you don't want your motherland to sink like this, you should contribute your own strength to him."

"These are not difficult to do, but the police..." Someone asked this question just now, but was interrupted by Contini. "Don't be afraid of the police. Except for a small number of shameless politicians, most police or military police actually have the same attitude as us. We want to transform this country and hope that this country is good... The patriotic Italians will always be the vast majority! As long as we unite and show our strength and do not take extreme actions, the police will not make things difficult for us."

"Can you guarantee that you have something to do with Farkda or Grandini?..."

Fakda is the current Italian Prime Minister, and Glendini is the police chief in Rome.

"Sorry, I have nothing... I only have volcanic enthusiasm and a innocent heart that fights for Italy to the end!"

When saying this, the audience's eyes were bright, especially those few female students. They thought Ziano Yushu was a talented person. Now, after listening to this passionate speech, they felt that he was an idol in his mind.

"If so..."

"There is nothing in case! If there is really something in case, I will find a way to get my father out of bail, or I will go to prison with you!" Contini expressed his attitude with decisive words.

"We cannot live, we must stand up bravely. Compared with the fate and future of Italy, what are our personal gains and losses? Students, when we grow old, we can pat our chests and say proudly to our children: I have not let down my fate, I have dedicated everything to the motherland, I have witnessed a rising and courageous new Italy, which is more interesting, more valuable and more memorable than this?!"

Ziano's speech skills have always been excellent. Contini's experience and calmness have further exaggerated this atmosphere. His passionate statement strengthened the attitude of these radical students.

"Long live Italy!"

Everyone shouted wildly. These young men, who were only 19 or 20 years old, were in their prime. No one hated the incompetence and cowardice of the government more than them. No one wanted Italy to stand up with the style of a truly powerful country rather than relying on others under Britain, France, the United States and other countries... Everyone knows that Old Ziano was the war hero of the last war, with a high social status and military rank, and had influence in all aspects. It is not a problem to be released on bail. Besides, Ziano, a young man with a superior family background and a big background, is not afraid. What are they afraid of?

"Advance! Arrive! Seize power! Seize power!"

"Long live Fascisty!"

“All Italian students come together!”

"Defeat the decaying, despicable and incompetent Fakda Cabinet!"

"Victory belongs to us! Glory belongs to us! Write a new chapter in Italy with the blood of youth!"

"Our goal is to overthrow the corrupt ruling class, we respect the national army and the police, we strive to maintain the existing order, and we protect the legitimate rights of workers and peasants!"

"Open our hearts and welcome the new life of Italy!"

Three days from October 24 to 26, the streets and alleys of Rome were covered with similar leaflets, red, green and green, and looked shocking. On the streets and in the theaters, people often distributed leaflets to the crowd, and hundreds of students even spontaneously organized them to take over the job of sending newspaper workers and stuffed leaflets into the mailbox.

Tens of thousands of Roman citizens saw this bloody and passionate flyer, and the signatures were all the same - Youth Italian League!

The alliance was only three days from its initiation to its establishment, but its members have swept dozens of universities, colleges, secondary technical schools, and normal schools in Rome. Each school has a member of the alliance, and Galeázzo Ziano is the chairman of the alliance.
Chapter completed!