Southern guerrilla warfare: I led the Red Seventh Army Corps to amassed a million troops.

The Nationalist troops in Shuikou became the easiest enemy Zhou Zeyuan fought along the way.

The four battalions fled at the first sign of trouble, but halfway there they found the road ahead blocked.

He wanted to turn back, but halfway there, he discovered that his hometown had also been occupied by the enemy.

Thus, amidst despair and exhaustion, the Nationalist army commander directly ordered a surrender.

The Red Army seized the weapons and equipment of four battalions without bloodshed and captured 1,600 prisoners.

The soldiers' morale soared even higher after the great victory!

Zhou Zeyuan immediately convened a rally to urge everyone to take action.

On the town's drill ground, red flags fluttered and swords and spears stood like a forest.

The soldiers of the Seventh Red Army Corps stood in neat rows according to their unit's formation. Despite days of marching and fighting, and their clothes covered in dust, each of them was in high spirits.

The young man standing at the front of the group, however, seemed to be on steroids, radiating a scorching light.

His loud and infectious voice echoed in the quiet schoolyard, drowning out the sound of the Minjiang River flowing in the distance and the occasional birdsong.

"Recently, there's been a lot of chatter saying that the Seventh Red Army Corps was a sacrificial pawn, bait thrown out to draw Kuomintang fire. That's utter nonsense!"

Although the place was already filled with a dense crowd of thousands, only one voice could be heard throughout the entire rally – Zhou Zeyuan's voice.

He walked among a group of soldiers standing ramrod straight, talking as he went, his eyes scanning the surroundings to observe the emotions on each soldier's face and the light in their eyes. He spoke fluently and eloquently.

"I'm here today to tell you, comrades, clearly and unequivocally! The entire Central Soviet Area, the entire First Front Army, the First Army Corps, the Third Army Corps, the Fifth Army Corps, and countless comrades defending the Soviet Area! They are all supporting us!"

"They, with their own flesh and blood, have drawn away the vast majority of the Kuomintang reactionaries' troops and firepower! Their enormous sacrifices have bought us a golden opportunity to strike at the heart of the enemy's heartland!"

His radiant and confident demeanor, as if he had the world at his fingertips, deeply impressed many soldiers who were filled with anxiety and uncertainty about the future.

It's as if as long as you can follow this person, there's no difficulty that can't be overcome.

"The Central Military Commission sent a telegram instructing us to seize Fuzhou when the opportunity arises, but this is only a short-term objective. What then is the long-term objective?"

He suddenly raised his voice, raising his right arm high in front of him, "It's Nanjing, it's Shanghai. We must defeat the White Army's stronghold, cross the Yangtze River, and save our compatriots who are wailing under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders, to fulfill our great mission of marching north to resist Japan and save the nation from peril."

"Great!" Someone couldn't help but shout.

"good!"

"good!"

Immediately following, a series of cheers erupted like a tsunami! The entire audience was in a frenzy of applause!

The soldiers no longer cared about formation discipline, clapping wildly and waving their fists forcefully!

The confusion, worry, and uncertainty about the future that had been building up in my heart seemed to be swept away by the volcanic eruption of emotions at this moment!

On the platform, the senior commanders of the Northern Expeditionary Anti-Japanese Vanguard were also beaming, their demeanor natural, showing no trace of yesterday's panic.

After all, they are high-ranking commanders. Even if they have a lot of apprehension, hesitation, or doubt in their hearts, they will try their best to suppress it and never reveal it to the outside world, so as not to shake the morale of the army.

As Zeng Hongyi clapped, he muttered to Le Shaohua beside him, "Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?"

Le Shaohua, however, seemed not to hear him, his eyes fixed on the young figure below the stage, surrounded by the reverent gazes of countless soldiers. After a long while, he finally replied without turning his head: "That's how revolutionaries should be."

After the oath-taking ceremony in Shuikou Town, the Seventh Red Army Corps officially raised the banner of the Northern Expeditionary Force against Japanese Aggression to the outside world!

The army immediately marched eastward, its sword aimed directly at Fuzhou!

As for the Kuomintang (KMT), even if they were slow to react, they had come to their senses by this time...

Meanwhile, news of the great victory at Shuikou was received from Ruijin.

This was also very encouraging. The Central Military Commission decided to carry out vigorous propaganda in the Soviet areas and the White areas.

The “powerful” strength of the Northern Expeditionary Anti-Japanese Vanguard Team should be publicized!

To boost the morale of our own troops and intimidate the enemy!

The goal was to convince the Nationalist army that the Red Army currently rampaging through Fujian was a first-rate main force.

They absolutely cannot be wiped out without deploying three to five divisions for a massive encirclement.

Zhou Zeyuan was completely unaware of all this.

Even if he knew, he would only helplessly say: Oh well, it's just a little hardship!