"Doll Red Army" Li Yaoyu dictated the Long March of the Four Front Army: Follow the Red Army to have food and live

Met his father on the march

In the spring of 1936, when the Red Army was preparing to withdraw from the Tianquan Lushan area, it heard that it had returned to the Xikang Tibetan area to the west. Every morning, the Red Army units in the camp reported their numbers as usual, and then set off.

Thinking of the treacherous snow-capped mountains and unpalatable dross, my heart is also the boss's reluctance. However, no one in the health team was a deserter, and everyone understood: if you follow the Red Army, you will have food to eat and you will be able to live.

The Red Army retreating from Tianquan and Lushan was all over the mountains, blocking the big and small roads. I carried a pair of iron buckets full of salt and rice on my shoulders and walked cautiously along the ridge path. Suddenly, someone on the hillside opposite the paddy field shouted: "Baby, be careful, don't overturn the oil canis!" I looked up and saw that it was my father. Since the reorganization of Tongjiang Parrot Mouth, I have broken up with my father for two whole years. Wearing an octagonal hat and a five-pointed star cut out of red cloth and a small pistol hanging from his belt, my father raised his arms and beckoned to me.

My father hugged my shoulders, his eyes were full of tears, and he opened his mouth several times to say "baby, baby", but he couldn't say anything. Brigade of Red Army walked past us.

I untied a pair of straw sandals from my waist and handed them to my father, "Dad, give you these straw sandals." "

"Do you know how to make straw sandals?"

I turned to chase the health team, but my father grabbed me by the arm: "Do you remember the name of your hometown?" and I nodded.

"Bear with me, I must live well......" I broke free from my father's pull and ran away.

There are no straw sandals on the Long March, and it is difficult to move an inch. Straw shoes can be worn for ten days and a half months, torn into strips of cloth with tattered clothes, and then mixed with straw, this kind of "straw shoes" can wear for three or two months.

The route of the retreat coincided with the route of the Red Army moving south. We returned to Danba via Baoxing and stilts. The second time we crossed Jiajin Mountain, we were more experienced. I brought a lot of chili peppers and brown ropes from Sichuan, took a bite of chili peppers when it was cold, grabbed the brown ropes with my hands in the steep sections, and walked smoothly through the distance of more than 400 miles along the road signs of the vanguard of the Red Army.

On the edge of the meadow, I met my father again. There was also a soldier beside him, like a guard, and he kept urging: "Minister, let's go, the troops have gone a long way." "I don't know what kind of minister he is...... In the end, my father still said, "Live well, Dad can't control you." "

Shortly after liberation, I returned to my hometown to find my father and mobilize him to come out to work, but he refused. I learned that after the end of the Long March, my father crossed the Yellow River with the Red Army's Western Route Army, was captured by Ma Jiajun in the Hexi Corridor, and finally escorted to Hanzhong where he was imprisoned for several years.

Rumors of the Blue Monkey Kidnapping Female Red Army

Our health team retreated from Tianquan and went to Baoxing on this section of the road over several high mountains and along a small river through primeval forests. There was no way to follow in the forest, and the hunter who led the way carried a spear with a machete at his waist, and where it was impossible for people to walk, he drew his machete and slashed it to open the way for us. This forest, a pine, a maple, a cypress, is clearly demarcated. On both sides of the mountain stream, dense layers of wild peach trees, fist-sized wild peaches hung full of branches, asked the hunter who led the way, everyone pounced on the peach tree, picked peaches, washed them in the stream, gnawed with their mouths, wild peaches are not sweet, not sour, tasteless.

Suddenly, a group of yellow-haired monkeys hissed and bared their teeth and appeared on the other side of the stream. The hunter hurriedly took down his musket and called out to us: "Don't leave it behind! The female doll must follow closely! This monkey can carry people!" There are more than 100 monkeys, with yellow hair and red cheeks, and their bodies are as big as strong sheep, and their feet are as tall as people. Everyone looked panicked, followed closely behind the hunter, and hurried out of the peach grove.

At night, we lit bonfires in the wide open spaces in the forest to keep ourselves warm. Everyone gathered around the hunter and listened to him talk about the monkey captive.

"Last year, it was you Red Army who passed by here, and I also led the way, and this monkey carried a backward female Red Army into a cave. At night, the Red Army took a roll call, saying that there was one less female Red Army, and asked me if I could go to find it, I said that the mountains were high and the forests were dense, and the road was dangerous in the dark, and I couldn't find it. The Red Army called me superstitious and did not force me to look for it. "

"This year's Chinese New Year, I went hunting with two people, and when I walked to the edge of the cliff, I heard a little sound from someone, and a big monkey was guarding the entrance of the cave, not letting us get close, and I remembered the woman who went missing last year, so I shot and drove the monkey away. One man was put outside the cave, and I went into the cave with another person. A woman sat in a pile of leaves, her clothes torn by the monkey and her body torn. The woman spoke weakly: 'Why did you come here?' and she put on the clothes we had taken off, and she could not stand up, so she let us stand up and take us home, and we drank and ate for a month or two, and she spoke clearly. This time the Red Army is back, and the Red Army in front of your group has taken this woman away......"

On the march the next day, the female dolls gathered in the front line, followed closely by the hunter's guide, and the boys took cover with wooden sticks. Soon the monkeys reappeared, and they also carried sticks on their shoulders and imitated our march.

Met with resistance from Tibetans

Retreating from Tianquan County, we climbed Jiajin Snow Mountain, climbed the chain bridge of the Dadu River, and returned to Danba. Together with the headquarters of the Red Army, the health team left Danba and marched westward, over a mountain ridge and down a ravine, where a small river was rushing and snow-white waves were falling one after another. Suddenly, shots rang out on the hillside on the other side of the river, bullets hissed overhead, and men, women, and children of the Red Army took refuge behind the rocks.

Suddenly, a teenager stood up, faced the sound of gunfire, and walked fearlessly towards the river, his actions shocked everyone, and everyone shouted in unison: "Come back!" "Get down!" With a burst of gunfire, the little Red Army fell headlong on the river beach.

Tusi shouted in Tibetan: "They are the Red Army, and they will go north to resist Japan!"

On the other side of the hill came a reply from the Tibetan compatriots, and Tusi translated to Commander-in-Chief Zhu De: "Where do you have so many Red Army, last time the Red Army passed by us and drove away our cattle and sheep, you will drive our cattle and sheep this time!"

I happened to lie behind Commander-in-Chief Zhu De and heard him say to Tusi: "We are the real Red Army, and we don't take a stitch from the common people!"

Tusi shouted a few more words, gunfire rang out on the other side again, and he also shouted a few words in Tibetan, and Tusi translated: "We don't believe that you are the Red Army, so we can't ask you to drive our cattle and sheep again." "

Fu Zhong said eagerly on the side: "Let the troops go up and destroy them!"

Zhu De said: "It's better not to let go of the guns, let the troops go around from the side, it is best to scare them away!"

The two sides held each other across the river for a morning, shouting and firing guns for a while. Zhu De asked Tusi to shout again: "You must not let our Red Army go over, we will cross the river to negotiate with you, make peace with you, and do not use force." "

The Tibetan compatriots on the other side finally shouted: "If it were the real Red Army, we would not fight." "For a long time, the Tibetan compatriots stopped shooting, and the Red Army tried to move, under the guns of the Tibetans, down the river.

On the bank of the river at the foot of the mountain, Fu Lianzhang stood beside the sacrificed little Red Army, and not far away, a white horse was shot in the head, and a group of soldiers used bayonets to cut the horse's flesh. Fu Lianzhang lost his horses and orderlies in one day.

Climb the 5,000-meter-high Snow Mountain

Walking through dense Tibetan settlements, large areas of primeval forest blocked our view. The mist in the forest surrounds the waists of pedestrians, as if the clouds are driving the fog.

Tibetan Tusi spoke to the health team once, and he said: We have to cross the Dangling Snow-capped Mountain, and when we cross the top of the mountain, we are not allowed to sing, talk, or rest, and we must hold our breath and not pant desperately.

From Danba to Daofu, the mountains of Daxue Mountain lie in front of us. This mountain range is about 800 miles long from north to south, and the Dangling Mountain, which the Red Army has crossed, is a slightly lower ridge in the Daxue Mountain Range, with an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, and is also the highest altitude section of the Long March of the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army.

When it was dark, the command came from the front team one after another: "Camp on the spot, pass down!" Camping on the mountains was the only time in the entire Long March. The little friends, regardless of gender, squeezed together with each other, with the help of each other's body temperature, resisted the cold mountain wind. Fatigue causes us to fall asleep quickly, and the cold wind wakes us up again. The cold air was cold to the bone marrow, and everyone talked nonsense:

"How nice it is to hug a hometown baking cage!"

"You dream!"

"Light a fire, or we'll all freeze to death together when it's dawn!"

"Where is the firewood and grass?"

"My mother, let's get out of the sun!"

Everyone shivered from the cold, and their teeth clicked up and down.

I asked, "Who else has chili peppers?" A girl answered in the crowd, and two red chili peppers were passed around, and each person took a small piece of chili pepper and puffed it in his mouth.

In the valley, a loud marching horn suddenly sounded, and the troops began to move slowly forward again.

When the day dawned, the rocks under my feet turned white, and when I reached out and touched them, there was already cold and hard ice and snow under my feet. The front team passed down the command again: "In front is the Dangling Snow Mountain." "

The mountain road ahead is getting steeper and steeper, and the snow is getting deeper and deeper.

Everyone is thinly dressed, and they are wearing straw sandals with exposed feet on their feet, and walking in the wind and snow really requires a will beyond ordinary people. In the most difficult sections, the partners pull each other, you pull me, I pull you, and move forward little by little in the snow trough road. At that time, most of the Red Army soldiers did not have cotton military uniforms, and they wore single clothes from their hometowns in Sichuan. Hunger, exhaustion, and cold afflicted everyone, and I watched as many of the warriors threw themselves down in the snow and died.

The snow reflected the sunlight, and I could only squint my eyes and look secretly, and from time to time my friends fell down in front of and behind me, but they didn't say a word, got up by myself, and walked forward with the team. Dangling Snow Mountain is really extraordinary, until noon, we panted and climbed to the top of the snow mountain, feeling more difficult to breathe, as if a hand stuck in the throat, the head hurt violently, I desperately opened my mouth to inhale. It was as if he hadn't taken in air, his chest was tight, his legs and feet were weak and he had no strength.

I waved my arms and motioned for my companions to hurry away from the top of the snowy mountain.

The road down the Dangling Snow Mountain is relatively gentle, and the road is much shorter than the front mountain, and after walking for more than an hour, a forest appears on the hillside. The partners of the health team were sleepy and tired, and they all begged to rest in place, and after obtaining my permission, everyone randomly picked up some pine and cypress branches and spread them among the woodlands, and three or five people huddled together in a pile, not even bothering to eat a bite of dry food, and fell asleep. The next day, when the day dawned, the eldest brother and sister of the cooking class woke us up, they had already boiled a pot of boiling water in the marching pot, everyone hurriedly ate fried rice, and walked down the Dangling Snow Mountain in the direction guided by the Red Army road signs.

Ya attacked the riverside, looking around

The vicinity of Daofu is densely populated, and Tibetan stone watchtowers are erected in groups on the grassland, the grass is higher than the human waist, covering the sheep, and the backs of yaks are exposed above the grass tops. The barley in the fields had just been tasseled, and the hungry Red Army chopped the barley with bayonets and boiled it in a marching pot.

The team traveled northwest along a river valley, passing through the county seat of Daofu and stationing into a Tibetan area near the county town of Luhuo. We stayed in the furnace for a longer time. When the weather was getting hotter, the headquarters of the Red Army held a meeting on the large meadow northeast of Luhuo, where many non-poisonous wild vegetables were displayed for the soldiers to identify, as alternative rations. At the entrance of the venue, a colorful gate was arched with pine and cypress branches and wild flowers, and a sign was hung at the top of the gate: "Passing through the snowy mountains and meadows is victory". The exhibits of warm clothing are even more varied, such as rough coats woven from cow wool, vests sewn from raw sheepskin, and robes made of Sichuan brown leather. Our group of little babies crawled through the crowd, and then ran to a big tent, where several Red Army cadres demonstrated how to use flint and steel to light cow dung.

The Red Army continued to march on the grasslands of northwestern Sichuan, where the vast grasslands were boundless, and smoke rose from Tibetan cottages at intervals of one and a half miles. We finally climbed to the pass of the ridge and looked down the mountain, which is Ganzi, an important town in northwest Sichuan.

In order to wait for the Red Second Front Army at the time of He Long and Ren Bi, the Red Army stayed in Ganzi for a longer time. A few friends and I had nothing to do, and went to see the Ya Raid River, and one of our friends said to us: "Captain, there is a big river over there, like the Minjiang River, are we going to the Minjiang River again?"

"Fooling around, Minjiang is in the east!"

"Captain, let's go and see if it's Minjiang. "

The water of the Yazheng River is rolling, the Tibetan sheepskin raft is floating in the rapids, the sound of sheep snorting water on the riverside comes and goes, and the glacier on the other side of the river is close at hand. Where are the snow-capped mountains and glaciers on both sides of the Minjiang River, everyone is very disappointed, staring blankly at the rolling peaks in the distance.

From Ganzi to the northwest for 200 miles, the road is divided into two roads at the foot of Qi'er Mountain, all the way to continue along the northwest into Qinghai, all the way to the west over Qi'er Mountain across the Jinsha River into Tibet......

My heart was empty, and I didn't know where the Red Army was going to lead me.

[Li Yaoyu, a native of Bazhong County, Sichuan Province. In 1933, he joined the Red Army and served as an inspector of the Sichuan-Shaanxi Political Security Bureau; in 1935, he followed the Long March of the Red Fourth Front Army; in 1936, he arrived in northern Shaanxi and successively served as an orderly of Huang Zuyan, Liu Xiwu, Zhang Su, Wang De and others; in 1939, he joined the Communist Party of China; in 1941, he went to Chen Yun, Li Fuchun, Cai Chang worked beside him; in 1942, he served as the administrative administrator of the Central Propaganda Department; in 1943, he went to Zaoyuan to work; in 1944, he served as the administrator of the Yan'an US Army Observation Group; after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he worked in the Jichareliao Central Branch; in 1949, he was responsible for the reception work in the Service Section of the Tianjin Military Management Commission; in August of the same year, he followed Huang Kecheng to Hunan and served as the chief of the administrative section of the Provincial Party Committee; in 1950, he served as the representative of the Hengyang Railway Bureau's material procurement group in Shanghai; in 1958, he served as the deputy secretary of the Party Committee of the Hengyang Railway Locomotive Depot; in 1963, he served as the chief of the storage and transportation section of the Tianjin Material Office of the Ministry of Railways; in 1981, he was elected as a director of the China Railway Veterans Association; and retired in 1982。 】