Just when the Jingshi of the Ming Empire was celebrating the successful accession of their Emperor Zhu Mu to the throne and become the new head of the empire, a fierce battle was breaking out in front of Wang Jue's eyes on the distant Liaodong frontline.

An armored car had been destroyed on a rebel defensive position outside Panjin City. Farther away, Forces nouvelles soldiers were crawling slowly under barbed wire, trying to approach and destroy an enemy machine-gun position that was spewing tongues of fire.

The defensive positions of the Jin soldiers near Panjin were compressed to a very small range by the Ming army, but when the Jin soldiers who stayed behind retreated, they saw a scene that made them fearful.

The Ming soldiers who came from the vicinity of Dawa actually erected a row of huge logs in front of the position, and then hung the corpses of Japanese prisoners of war on it. This terrifying picture frightened the rebel generals guarding Panjin, so the Jin general, who was about to surrender, ordered to defend Panjin and wait for reinforcements.

Guo Xing may not have imagined that the means he used to vent his hatred for the victims of the Panjin tragedy eventually aroused the determination of the 10,000 Jinguo soldiers who stayed behind to resist desperately. If he knew that there would be such an ending, I am afraid that he would definitely dispel the idea of taking the captives to Panjin.

Another group of Forces nouvelles soldiers, under the cover of heavy machine guns and artillery, began a difficult attack. Compared with the Japanese army and the Jin army at the time of the strong attack on Linghai, the new army in Wang Jue's hands was stronger in heavy firepower, so it was easier for the new army to attack the fortification than the old army.

But even so, the new army still paid a heavy price, and even the remaining armored vehicles were barely used, and they were lost in this land that was already covered with blood. Wang Jue looked at the New Army soldiers in the distance who were desperately moving forward in order to regain their positions, and felt as if their hearts were dripping blood, and the troops he had carefully recruited and trained were wasted in a war that should not have broken out.

"Wang Yan." Suddenly, Wang Jue opened his mouth and asked: "Have you ever thought about why there is a huge empire, but only a few people have a strong army under it, and most of the soldiers are like moths, carrying the cornerstone of this empire in the hollow?" ”

"If everyone is as brave and good at fighting as the fleet under General Zhang Rude, and if every border officer is like General Feng Pingzhang and Liu Hui to perform their duties, then how can the powerful Ming Empire lose one war after another?" As if asking Wang Yan or himself, Wang Jue opened his mouth softly and asked such a question.

Wang Yan was stunned, he knew that this question was not easy to answer, if he analyzed it in depth, he might even have to investigate and verify the system and various issues in detail, but if he said it simply, how could Wang Jue ask such a question?

He was silent for a while, then thought for a moment and replied, "If everyone is like Zhang Rude, Liu Hui, and Feng Pingzhang, then there is no need for the commander to train the new army. I only know that even if they can't do it, as long as our new army is still there, it will be enough to win all battles! ”

Wang Jue smiled, then shook his head. Of course, he knew that his problem was simply a complex system that was intertwined and that no one could easily analyze it thoroughly in a short period of time. All he has to do is change the status quo and then build a more rational system with his own hands.

"Boom!" A huge explosion was steaming on the rebel positions, and the large-caliber artillery of the new army, after arriving a day late, finally arrived at the front line, and the stalemate gradually became clear, and the disadvantage of insufficient enemy troops in Panjin City was finally manifested.

Soon the remnants of the rebels began to surrender in droves, the terrified soldiers surrendered their weapons, and the Forces nouvelles joined forces in Panjin City. A two-day offensive and defensive battle in Panjin finally came to an end, and the new army completely annihilated more than 10,000 troops of one non-integrated division of the rebels remaining here at the cost of more than 3,100 casualties.

"Excellent! Let's use Panjin as a congratulatory gift to celebrate His Majesty's accession to the throne. After Wang Jue saw the white flag erected on the top of the city where Panjin had been broken to the point where he couldn't see the original appearance clearly, he instructed Wang Yan beside him: "You rush back to Beijing for me and hand over this letter to His Majesty the Emperor." ”

"Yes!" Wang Yan stood up and saluted, then took the letter and turned to leave. He knew that there were many things that Wang Jue couldn't rest assured, and asked him to go all the way to see it with his own eyes and confirm it again. Including the railway repair work between Jinzhou and Panjin, the logistics supply and the location of reinforcements, etc., there can be no mistakes.

Looking at the back of Wang Yan leaving, Wang Jue habitually touched the tip of his nose, and then said to himself with a smile: "I took a force of tens of thousands of people all the way from Jinzhou to Panjin...... You, the commander of the Northern Liaobei Frontier Army, can't sit still and want to jump out? ”

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Wang Futong is indeed a little unable to sit still now, as the commander of the Liaobei Army, he has been sitting on 200,000 Liaobei border troops over the years, and he can be regarded as the uncrowned king of the Liaobei region. The rebels were able to gain a foothold in Liaodong, and it also had a certain relationship with Wang Futong's connivance.

This general of the border guards, who does not listen to the dispatch, has always felt that he is the second Wang family to rise in Jiliao, and he doesn't even take Ge Tianzhang, the boss of the military department, in his eyes. But now the commander of Liaobei is angry and smashes his cup in his headquarters.

"Isn't this slapping me in the face? Isn't this telling the people of the entire empire that I, Wang Futong, am a fool who can't fight? Picking up a crystal clear glass from the table, Wang Fu scolded with hatred and hatred, and threw the cup on the ground again.

After the rebels invaded Mukden with a poisonous plan to draw money from the bottom of the kettle, Wang Futong led 80,000 troops from the northern Liaobei army to the south from Baicheng in Jilin. However, he didn't want to fight to the death with the main force of the rebels, so the road was grinding, although there were a lot of cavalry in the Liaobei Army, he still insisted on advancing at a speed of 20 kilometers a day.

As a result, when the Liaobei Army had just crossed Tongyu and marched slowly in the direction of Changling, the victory and defeat had already been determined on the Panjin battlefield. The rebels have retreated to Tai'an, and the Liaobei Army of the Ming Empire in the entire battle is only a spectator and does not participate in the battle.

Wang Futong is not a fool, he originally wanted to see the victory or defeat between the rebels and the Ming Empire, but unexpectedly killed a new army to stir up the situation, so that he, a spectator watching the fire from the other side, did not achieve his goal of wait-and-see.

What made him even more angry was how he could explain to the center of the empire?