At 3 o'clock in the morning of the next day, the various units of the security forces, which had finished breakfast early, set off in accordance with the marching sequence drawn up by the General Staff.

The cavalry brigade set off first, they were the vanguard of the army, and they had to reconnoiter and search along the way to ensure the safety of the army. Then there was Gao Zongbao's second division, and this time Gao Zongbao, who had always been very steady, solemnly asked Song Zhewu to let his second division take the lead. Song Zhewu understood Gao Zongbao's thoughts, he saw that Zhang Yafei had just won a battle, and he was anxious, thinking that it was time for their second division to show his face. The Second Division was followed by the Guard Brigade and Song Zhewu's Fourth Route Army Headquarters and Baggage Brigade, and Zhang Yafei's First Division was delayed. Because the baggage brigade had enough trucks and pack horses, all the supplies did not need to be carried by people, and there was no need to hire additional men at all, so it could completely keep up with the speed of the troops. Moreover, the purpose of Song Zhewu's attack this time was to make a long-distance attack, and the food and ammunition had to be accompanied, so he did not let the baggage brigade follow behind.

The march of the troops was very fast, and at about 7 o'clock, they were already approaching Wusheng Pass.

Xinyang is the southernmost point of Henan, and the solar term here is much earlier than that of Hebei. At the beginning of April, the vast majority of Hebei Province had not yet been ploughed and planted, and the seedlings here had already emerged from the soil, and the rape in some plots had even grown more than ten centimeters. In the light of the morning sun, as far as the eye can see, there are large patches of bright green everywhere on both sides of the road, and the dew on the seedlings shimmers silver in the breeze. All this makes this land of four wars since ancient times full of vitality.

Song Zhewu, who was riding on a horse, took a deep breath of the earthy aromatic air, looked at the army rolling forward around him, and felt infinite emotion in his heart! After more than two years of hard work, he is about to sneak out of the abyss and soar in the land of China from now on, guarding her with blood and even his life.

Looking from afar, Wushengguan has faintly appeared in front, the mountains on both sides of the pass are stacked, the blue-gray mountains are draped with a large area of new green, in the mountains against the background, the majestic posture of the ancient road of Xiongguan is undoubtedly revealed.

A communications staff officer of the 2nd Division in front of him rode over, and after reining in front of Song Zhewu, he jumped off his horse and saluted and reported: "In front of Wusheng Pass, all the 22nd Division lined up to greet the commander, and the division commander Ji Hongchang wanted to see the commander. ”

When Song Zhewu heard that Ji Hongchang personally led the 22nd Division to greet him, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and thought: "Don't blame Han Fuyu for saying that he is a donkey, this is obviously arguing with Han Fuyu!" This is obviously a demonstration to Han Fuyu. Song Zhewu secretly complained in his heart, if Ji Hongchang expressed his gratitude quietly or on a small scale, it would be the best. Song Zhewu achieved the goal of befriending the officers and soldiers of the 22nd Division, and he would not make Han Fuyu unhappy. Now greeting him with such fanfare, Han Fuyu is definitely unhappy.

Xiao Guodong saw Song Zhewu's thoughts, and said in a low voice: "Now that the army is on the march, Han Fuyu is waiting at the pass to see you off, Ji Hongchang will not know, it seems that it is impossible to avoid it, and it doesn't hurt to take a picture." ”

Song Zhewu thought about it, and since he couldn't avoid it, he would go to meet Ji Hongchang generously. Thinking of this, he immediately beckoned the guards and Xiao Guodong and others, carefully sorted out the military appearance, and then gently knocked the belly of the big white horse that Wei Guanghui bought for him from Kazakhstan with both legs.

From a distance, I saw a large phalanx of more than 10,000 people lined up in the open space in front of Wusheng Pass, the soldiers in the queue were all fully armed and stood straight, and the officers of each team stood in front of their own troops, as if they were being inspected by the commander. When I came to the front, I saw that more than 10 meters in front of the team, there was a big man with the rank of major general. Song Zhewu knew that this person must be the one who left "hatred and death, and shame for today." "This swan song of Ji Hongchang through the ages.

Before Song Zhewu dismounted, he heard Ji Hongchang give an order loudly in his slightly hoarse, but very thick voice, and with this order, all the officers and soldiers of the 22nd Division, including Ji Hongchang himself, collectively saluted Song Zhewu. Shocked, Song Zhewu hurriedly took the horse and came down to salute back.

Ji Hongchang strode in front of Song Zhewu: "There is only one lieutenant general in the Fourth Route Army, you must be General Song, I, Ji Hongchang, on behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the 22nd Division, thank Commander Song for his kindness in giving food and life, and all the officers and soldiers of the 22nd Division will never dare to forget!" Song Zhewu tried his best to control his excitement, and said with a smile: "Master Ji is serious, even if I don't send food, my colleagues in the Northwest Army and Chairman Han will." Ji Hongchang pursed his lips slightly, and said with a serious expression: "Commander Song, I am a soldier, and I don't like hypocritical politeness, please Commander Song get on the horse." ”

Song Zhewu muttered secretly in his heart: "It's no wonder that when he was the battalion commander under Han Fuyu, he dared to look at Han Fuyu at the same time, he was really tough, and if he didn't say the right word, he would kill someone." Besides, if you are a soldier, I am not a lieutenant general of the National Army? It just doesn't make sense. And if you are pushing me, you will also let me have a word with the officers and men of the 22nd Division. ”

Although he was unhappy in his heart, Song Zhewu still had a smile on his face, but seeing that Ji Hongchang had always had a serious face, the smile on his face couldn't help but be a little stiff. At this time, Ji Hongchang's guards had already brought Ji Hongchang's mount, Ji Hongchang turned over on the horse neatly, and Song Zhewu had no choice but to get on the horse. Ji Hongchang stretched out his hand to grab the reins of Song Zhewu's big white horse, flicked the horse's head, and the two rode side by side to the high place on the side of the road.

Ji Hongchang circled Song Zhewu's horse head is the phalanx of the two facing the 22nd Division, Ji Hongchang asked loudly at the 22nd Division: "Twenty-twenty brothers, did you eat enough of the white flour bun last night?" ”

The officers and men below were obviously stunned, and early in the morning, the division commander said that the Fourth Route Army was going to leave the customs, and he would bring the officers and men of the division to thank Commander Song of the Fourth Route Army, and all the officers and men of the division felt that the division commander had done the right thing. The 22nd Division ran out of food, not only did Han Fuyu, the commander of their Third Route Army, care, but even his colleagues in the Northwest Army did not care, so angry that the officers and soldiers in the barracks were in chaos at that time. Today I came to thank Commander Song of the Third Route Army, I didn't say anything, everyone came sincerely. didn't expect Master Ji to come up and ask if he was full, which made many people puzzled for a while. The voice of the answer below is not neat enough, nor loud enough.

Ji Hongchang waved his hand vigorously: "Be louder, I didn't hear it." "I'm full." This time, the sound below is neat and loud. Ji Hongchang then asked loudly: "Is canned meat fragrant?" "Xiang" is louder this time than last time. This shout shook Song Zhewu's heart, the shouts of tens of thousands of people can definitely be heard for more than ten miles, Wusheng Guancheng is not big, and Han Fuyu inside can definitely hear it.

Ji Hongchang continued to ask loudly: "Where did the white flour buns and canned meat come from?" "Commander Song gave, Commander Song gave, Commander Song gave."

Song Zhewu, who was riding on a horse, couldn't help blushing a little when he looked at this group of simple and honest Northwest men, he was "harboring evil intentions" when he sent food. What I didn't expect was that this grain was exchanged for the sincere gratitude of more than 10,000 people!

Ji Hongchang continued to say loudly: "Brothers, before Commander Song sent someone to deliver food yesterday, we had already drunk six meals of gruel, and the last time, the porridge in the bowl of me and the chief of staff could already show my shadow. ”

Song Zhewu noticed that the corners of Ji Hongchang's eyes were already a little red, and his voice was slightly choked: "Brothers, our baggage is important to come here the day after tomorrow, without Commander Song, maybe before we go to the battlefield, our 22nd Division will die." After a pause, Ji Hongchang said loudly: "Brothers, next to me is the commander-in-chief of the Fourth Route Army, General Song Zhewu, you are all optimistic, and you must keep it firmly in your hearts." The vanguard of Commander Song's Fourth Route Army had already left the pass, and they were going to march into Wuhan. After a pause, he said loudly: "At the pass, there are also our Commander Han and those high-ranking officials of our Northwest Army, waiting to serve Commander Song. ”

When Ji Hongchang talked about "our senior officials of the Northwest Army" again, he bit the word "we" very hard, and not only Song Zhewu, but also the people below also heard the indignation.

"As the saying goes, 'If you receive the grace of a little water, you should repay it with a spring', but our 22nd Division has no long things now, but we still have flesh and blood, a sincere heart of a man in the northwest, and all the officers and men of our 22nd Division wish Commander Song success."

Immediately to success

Ji Hongchang's last few words were shouted by him in the loudest, even slightly transfigured voice. As soon as Ji Hongchang's words fell, a tsunami-like shout immediately erupted below: "Success!" Success! Success! This voice resounded like a thunderbolt through Wusheng Pass.

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