"Lihong, what should we do?" Song Zheyuan asked.

Now, no matter what it is, as long as he has no bottom in his heart, Song Zheyuan has to ask Han Lihong for advice, and he is now suffering from Han Lihong's dependence.

Han Lihong said: "Military seat, you should immediately send a telegram to severely condemn Zhang Yang and show your resolute support for Chiang. ”

Song Zheyuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

Han Lihong said: "Chiang Kai-shek is now the only person who can maintain the stability of the country, and if Chiang Kai-shek is killed, it will be a great disaster for the country." For the military seat, Jiang is the skin, you are the hair, the so-called skin does not exist, the hair will be attached. If Jiang is gone, and the military seat does not take refuge in him, then he will have to leave Jicha. ”

This truth doesn't need to be thought about, it is easy to understand, Song Zheyuan nodded. Indeed, if Nanjing is unstable, there will never be any good fruit for him to eat.

Han Lihong said again: "We must focus on the good side, assuming that Lao Jiang is okay and survives this catastrophe safely, then the military seat will go to this telegram and see each other in the future." ”

After pondering for a moment, Song Zheyuan nodded, after all, Chiang Kai-shek is the leader of the country, who knows how to develop in the future, if it falls into the hands of Lao Chiang one day, this telegram may save his life.

Han Lihong was indeed good for him.

On 26 December, Chiang Kai-shek finally returned to Nanjing.

Hearing the news, Han Lihong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There are too many accidents in history, especially in the Xi'an Incident, Chiang Kai-shek can return to Nanjing alive, which can really be said to be a life of nine deaths.

With the death of Chiang, a great civil war will inevitably break out in the whole country, and by that time, no one knows what China will become.

Han Lihong knew history, but his mood was even more nervous.

-- Takayo Matsumuro has come to the door again.

This time, this devil came to the door because he was wronged, felt that he had suffered a loss, and came to find fault.

suffered a loss in order to equip Song Zheyuan's three divisions.

It was said that accurate information had been obtained, that Chiang Kai-shek wanted to reconcile with [***], and that the Kuomintang and the Communist Party would cooperate for the second time in order to resist the Japanese.

All the plans came to naught.

Dealing with the Chinese, when did the Great Empire suffer losses? No, we have to get it back.

As for the face, taking advantage is the face.

Hearing Matsumuro Takara's intentions clearly, Song Zheyuan scolded in his heart, and he said, "Matsumuro-kun, the equipment can be returned to you, but I don't think it's appropriate." ”

With a wave of his hand, Matsumuro Takara said, "There is nothing inappropriate." ”

Song Zheyuan said: "Matsumuro-kun, I don't think this is conducive to goodwill. ”

Matsumuro Takara's brow furrowed.

Song Zheyuan said again: "Matsumuro-kun, I have a proposal that I don't know if it's suitable or not. ”

Matsumuro Takara said: "Song Jun, what is the proposal?" ”

Song Zheyuan said: "In order to show the sincerity of our 29th Army and your country's goodwill, the North China Garrison Army can add another brigade to garrison. Moreover, if you still want to station troops, you can also discuss. ”

When Matsumuro Takara heard this, his eyes lit up, and his heart was overjoyed: Song Di, a great good person.

Increasing the garrison of a brigade is a good thing, but it doesn't make much sense, but it makes a lot more sense to increase the garrison.

Moreover, more importantly, Song Zheyuan's willingness to do this means that there is still hope for Song Zheyuan to be pulled over.

"Yo Xi." Matsumuro Takara said: "Song Jun, this proposal of yours is very good. ”

Song Zheyuan sneered in his heart: "Paralyzed little devil, I call you hello, you wait for me!" ”

As soon as a person is rich, he is arrogant and expensive, and he has many worries about doing things.

Now, under the influence of Han Lihong, Song Zheyuan is clearly aware of the situation he is facing, and knows that there is no choice, there is only one way, that is, to fight to the death with himself.

Therefore, Song Zheyuan is now lightly armed and has regained the iron-blooded spirit of a soldier.

-- March 17, 1937, Xiangshan, Shuangqing Villa.

The area around Shuangqing Villa looks light and breezy on the outside, but in fact it is heavily guarded, if it is exaggerated, you even want to sneak in with a mouse.

Song Zheyuan, Tong Linge, Xiao Zhenying, Qin Dechun, Zhang Zizhong, Feng Zhi'an, Zhao Dengyu, Liu Ruming, and the top leaders of the 29th Army were all present.

Tong Linge went to Xiangshan to live in seclusion after the dissolution of the Chasui Resistance Alliance, and until recently, he was invited by Song Zheyuan to serve as the deputy commander of the 29th Army.

Today's meeting was naturally convened by Song Zheyuan, why this meeting was convened, except for Zhang Zizhong, who was a little bit of an appointment, no one else was clear.

Song Zheyuan led everyone into the conference room.

As soon as they arrived at the conference room, except for Song Zheyuan and Zhang Zizhong, everyone else was stunned.

There was already a person in the conference room, and this person was their old acquaintance, Ji Hongchang.

Now, what is this, the most glorious of the entire Northwest Army is Ji Hongchang and Fang Zhenwu.

Ji Hongchang was full of spring breeze, hugged his fists and bowed his hands, and greeted everyone.

After the greetings, Song Zheyuan sat down at the top of the long table, and the others also sat down.

After they all sat down, Song Zheyuan didn't talk nonsense, he got straight to the point, he said: "Today's meeting has only one purpose, that is, as long as I fire the first shot, then we will make an all-out attack, eliminate the Guannei Duan army, and recapture the defense line of the Great Wall!" ”

As soon as Song Zheyuan said this, many people were stunned, because Song Zheyuan has always endured and endured every inch of his own inches, and let him go again and again.

What's going on all of a sudden today? However, seeing Ji Hongchang present, everyone knew that Song Zheyuan's sudden change must be related to the Black God Army.

As soon as the ground was lifted, Feng Zhi'an, chairman of Hebei Province and commander of the 37th Division, stood up suddenly, grabbed his hat from his head, slammed it on the table, and said loudly: "Junzao, great, you should have made this decision a long time ago!" ”

Among the people, Feng Zhi'an is the most die-hard element, and he himself classifies Feng Zhi'an as an extreme anti-activist. These words, the little devils are constantly provocative, and they are old-fashioned, and Feng Zhi'an has long hated them.

For Song Zheyuan, these days, Feng Zhi'an's opinion is bigger, his thirty-seventh division is near Beiping, and now because of Song Zheyuan's repeated concessions, his barracks have several places next to the barracks of the little devils.

What the is this called?

Suddenly, Feng Zhi'an's eyes widened, he looked at Song Zheyuan in surprise, and asked, "Junzao, did you let the little devils garrison troops in our strategic place so that they could be cleaned up at that time?" ”

Nodding with a smile, Song Zheyuan said, "Look up, sit." ”

After Feng Zhi'an sat down, Qin Dechun said: "Military seat, even if we can completely annihilate the army in the pass and recapture the defense line of the Great Wall, I will definitely not agree, the situation is not optimistic." ”

Song Zheyuan said: "Once the war starts, it means that the war between China and China will break out in an all-round way, so if it really doesn't work, we won't defend Pingjin." ”

Everyone here is a big expert, as soon as they heard it, they thought of the Black God Army's capture of 40,000 devils, it seems that after digging out the devils, the 29th Army is going to retreat to Baoding, relying on the Black God Army, and then fight a decisive battle with the Yue Army.

Everyone looked at Ji Hongchang.

Ji Hongchang said: "Don't worry, big guy, no matter how many soldiers the little devil sends over, at least Shanxi will be able to hold it." Once the fight starts, our Black God Army will be responsible, and Shanxi will have a place for the 29th Army. Moreover, all the families of the XXIX Army can be sent to us, and we guarantee that there will be no danger in the slightest. ”

After occupying Pingjin, the 29th Army regarded Pingjin as its own home, so many officers took their families to Pingjin.

At present, in Beiping alone, there are no less than 10,000 family members of the 29th Army.

When soldiers fight, the most worrying thing is their families, so when Ji Hongchang said this, the biggest worry in everyone's hearts was put down.

Among these people, the biggest pro-faction is Zhang Zizhong, and Zhang Zizhong naturally has no opinions. Zhang Zizhong has no opinion, even if others have any ideas, it is impossible to say it.

Then, Ji Hongchang stood in front of the map and began to explain to everyone the most likely situation after the war. Finally, Ji Hongchang told everyone that the Great Wall defense line this time will be completely different from the Great Wall War of Resistance in three or three years. This time, as long as they want to guard, the little devil can't jump half a step into the thunder pool.

Ji Hongchang is not empty words, he clearly analyzed the future situation, and pointed out the strength he has.

With Ji Hongchang's narration, the excitement on everyone's faces became stronger and stronger.

There is never a shortage of soldiers who dare to fight hard, and they do it with themselves, what they lack is weapons and ammunition. Now, Ji Hongchang assured that defending the Great Wall Pass, they will never have to worry about the lack of weapons and ammunition.

The atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, and then, together, everyone began to formulate a detailed battle plan.

――――"The clear blue sky cannot be deceived, and everyone knows right and wrong, good and evil." The revenge of the sea of blood must be avenged, and it seems that it is too sooner or later...... The king is the king, the minister is the minister, long live my book, the Forbidden City kills a chaos......"

In the hall, Song Zheyuan closed his eyes, leaned on the Taishi chair, rested his arms on the armrests, and his fingers gently tapped with the rhythm of the tune.

Song Zheyuan likes Peking Opera, especially Zhou Xinfang's "Xu Ce Runs to the City", which is really tired of listening.

After his heart settled down and there were no more distracting thoughts, Song Zheyuan realized how Xiao Yuzi was called moisturizing this time. Now, he doesn't care about anything, he just drinks and plays cards and listens to plays every day, which is called a leisurely one.

Just as he was listening, the adjutant quietly walked to Song Zheyuan's side, leaned over and reported softly: "Military seat, Wang Baisheng is here." ”

Wang Baisheng is a Han Jianwen of Tianjin Wei, who walks around with Song Zheyuan very diligently, the sycophants shoot well, and the mahjong cards are particularly good.

Without lifting his eyelids, Song Zheyuan said, "Let him in." ”

After a while, the adjutant led a middle-aged man in.

Wang Baisheng is in his forties, he looks white and clean, and his appearance is also thoughtful, but that face makes people look at it, it is just underbeaten, how to look, how to be.

The silk didn't move, but the eyelids lifted slightly, glanced at Wang Baisheng, and Song Zheyuan said, "Baisheng is here." ”

didn't stand up straight, Song Zheyuan asked, and bent thirty degrees, Wang Baisheng said: "Hey, Junzao, hello." ”

"Hmm." With a snort from his nose, Song Zheyuan said, "What's the matter with coming to Beiping?" ”

Song Zheyuan is really enough, Wang Baisheng lit so many cannons for him, at this moment, he didn't even give Wang Baisheng a seat.

Wang Baisheng said: "Junzao, Mr. Tashiro asked me to give you a message, and ask Junza to go over and drink." ”

Tashiro Wanichiro is the new commander of the North China Garrison Army who took over from Tada Jun, and this old devil is even more of a wolf.

His brows furrowed slightly, and Song Zheyuan asked, "What is the matter with him looking for me?" ”

Wang Baisheng said: "It's okay, Junzao, Mr. Tashiro said, it's to drink and enhance feelings." ”

Scolding in his heart, Song Zheyuan said, "Okay, when?" ”

Wang Baisheng said: "Tomorrow at noon." ”

After sending Wang Baisheng away, Song Zheyuan thought about it, and then ordered someone to pack up and go to Tianjin.

(To be continued)