"They are all here to fight the 45th Army, why should you Ma Hongbin be the commander of the Ma Jiajun, and I, the deputy commander, still have to listen to your orders?" Ma Lin just arrived in Yinchuan when he heard that Ma Hongbin was going to be the commander of the coalition forces, and hurried all the way, and as soon as he arrived in the conference room, Ma Lin threw the whip on the table, sat down and said loudly.

"Why, just because there are more people from Ningxia than from Qinghai, I have more than 20,000 people here, and you have brought more than 10,000 people. Ningxia has nearly twice as many supplies. ”

Ma Hongbin said unceremoniously, although he is also a member of the Ma family, but it has developed to the second generation, which involves the conflict of interests, and the feelings of the past have long faded. The contradiction between Ningma and Qingma has a long history. Even within each other, there is rarely a time to stop. For example, Qingma, Ma Lin and his nephew Ma Bufang are also full of contradictions. A few months ago, if Ma Lin hadn't sat back in Lanzhou and watched Lei Zhongjun detain him, Ma Hongbin was still the chairman of Gansu Province, where would he have fled back to Gansu like now, and his uncle Ma Fuxiang, whom he respected very much, became ill in Nanjing. Seeing Ma Lin and Ma Hongbin, he was angry, if it weren't for Jiang Li's 45th Army pressing the border this time, the two of them would not be able to urinate in a pot.

"I don't know who was kicked out of Gansu." Ma Lin pouted and said.

"You ......" was scarred, and Ma Hongbin's black face became hideous, fortunately, he was originally black, otherwise he would have been a pig's liver color now. Ma Hongbin slapped the table and said angrily, "I don't know if you're here to resist the 45th Army or to dismantle the stage, if you don't want to fight." Get out of here before it's too late. I'll vote for the 45th Army tomorrow. You are also prepared to let the 45th Army enter Qinghai. Don't think I'm rare, it's a big deal. ”

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, the two clan uncles, although Ningma and Qingma usually don't fight each other, but no matter what, this northwest is still our Ma family's army, if you let the 45th army enter Ning, enter Qing. In the future, our Ma family will have to look at people's faces. Now is the time to work together to defend against foreign enemies, and there is no need to fight for these things. Ma Buqing persuaded in the middle. Our troops are already smaller than Jiang Li's 45th Army, if we don't work together, we don't have to fight this battle, and we can surrender directly. ”

Speaking of this, Ma Lin and Ma Hongbin closed their mouths at the same time, Ma Buqing was right, vomiting and vomiting, but under the threat of a strong enemy, now they can only sit down and discuss countermeasures. usually don't deal with each other, but they all say the same thing on their respective turf. No one wants the life of the Earth Emperor to get used to it, and suddenly a godfather who wants to see his face comes on top of his head.

"It's not good for a snake to have no head, if there is not even a unified command, I think so, now according to the proportion of everyone's troops, as well as the losses after the war, they will be supplemented separately. You can't let one force fight hard with the 45th Army and beat the old capital. Uncle Yin used the most resources in Ningxia, but the distribution of the spoils after the war, and the reorganization and replenishment of various departments, Uncle Yin can also be generally fair, so I support Uncle Yin as the commander-in-chief of the war. Ma Bufang said out loud, although he is also a green horse, but he is also fighting openly and secretly with his uncle Ma Lin in Qinghai, and he has his own soldiers under his hands, and he is not afraid of Ma Lin, so he sold Ma Hongbin a good way at this time.

"If so, I'm fine." The situation is stronger than people, Ma Lin said in a loud voice.

"In that case, then I will assign combat missions. At this time, the Yellow River had been frozen, and the 45th Army could cross the river into Ningxia at any time. The 45th Army has fought with the Japanese army in Mukden, it is elite, the strength is more than twice that of us, if it is defended separately, it will be broken by the enemy army, my arrangement is to take Ningxia Provincial City as the center, with Shizuizi Mountain, Pingluo and Pingluo as the support, focusing on defense. ”

Ma Hongbin said the battle plan in turn. At this time, Ma Lin also nodded and agreed with Ma Hongbin's arrangement, Ma Hongbin was humiliated in Lanzhou, mainly because Ma Hongbin was not politically savvy and not sociable, and when he first entered Lanzhou, all forces still had a welcoming attitude, and it was precisely because of Ma Hongbin's political shortcomings that Lei Zhongjun saw the hope of expelling Ma Hongbin. However, as a soldier, Ma Hongbin still has some talent in military affairs, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat or drive out of Ningxia large and small forces. Become the head figure of Nyingma.

While Ma Hongbin, Ma Lin, Ma Buqing, and Ma Bufang were discussing how to resist the 45th Army in Yinchuan, Jiang Li also made the final arrangements, and the vanguard had crossed the Yellow River and entered the edge of Ningxia. The battle of the four horses to reject ginger has been touched!

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"Ahem........." There was an uncomfortable cough, and the old guy next to him helped pat his slightly fat back from time to time, and after a long time, Ma Fuxiang came back to his senses, waved his hand to the old guy next to him and smiled, "In a blink of an eye, we are all old." ”

"Yes, think about it, it's better to think about the northwest, you can't see the edge of the loess, the wind and sand, although the south of the Yangtze River is good, it is not a place to live for a long time." The old man sighed.

"I'm afraid my body won't be able to do it." Ma Fuxiang shook his head.

"Master, Dai Jitao's residence has arrived." The old man lifted the curtain of the carriage, compared to the car, those of them who had been in the northwest for most of their lives were still used to going out on horseback, but at this time, when they were old, they were no longer brave, so they changed to a carriage.

"Brother Yunting, since you are sick, just make a phone call, I will come to visit, why bother to come in person, if something happens, I can't afford it." Dai Jitao personally greeted him outside the door, and for the person with the highest prestige in Ma Jiajun, even if it was a miscellaneous brand, Dai Jitao had to be cautious.

"Brother Liangbi can afford it, you are busy with affairs, where do you have time to go to me." Ma Fuxiang coughed lightly twice and said.

"Brother Yunting's health is better, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and the loss of his nephew in Gansu is nothing, shame and courage, there will always be a comeback one day." Dai Jitao comforted, Ma Fuxiang is also a character, he is really the Gansu overseer Zhang Wenjian, Lu Hongtao's subordinates have been angry, and they have always been angry, and now the two old opponents are dead, and the field is in the field. He can still have a place in Nanjing, which is considered a great achievement, and he also won the position of chairman of Gansu Province for his nephew Ma Hongbin, but unfortunately Ma Hongbin is not familiar with politics, and he almost lost his life in Lanzhou, and retreated to Ningxia in embarrassment. Ma Fuxiang had a white event in Nanjing, and said a lot of words of assurance in the middle, but he ended up in such a field, Ma Fuxiang, who loves face, felt that his prestige was seriously damaged, and the spirit that originally supported the whole person collapsed suddenly, and his body also collapsed, and after a few months, Ma Fuxiang looked like he was ten years old.

"No, my family knows my own affairs, although Ma Jiajun is a sideline, but in the past two years, I have been obedient to the central government, my unsuccessful son is still suppressing bandits in the Central Plains, and now the foundation of Ningxia and Qinghai is in jeopardy. I also hope that Brother Liangbi will say a few good words to the commission, prevent Jiang Li's 45th Army from entering Ningxia, transfer another place, and leave the last bit of foundation for the Ma family. Ma Fuxiang sighed and said.

"Brother Yunting, why did you say this, don't say these bad things." I have to say that Ma Fuxiang's sad card is played very well, and Dai Jitao was also a little touched in his heart at this time, but it was only a few touches, and when they reached their level, the original established political ideas were no longer swayed by personal friendships.

"I know in my heart that Ma still has a little savings here, and the things outside his body are not brought in life or in death. It can be used to find some shade for children and grandchildren, and it is worth it. Brother Liangbi must not shirk, act on behalf of Ma for one or two, and ask for a favor from the commission. Ma Fuxiang shook his head and asked the old man to move a delicate small wooden box over.

"I might as well tell you, Huang Xiansheng, Jiang Li has also put some effort into Nanjing, I'm afraid this matter is not so easy to change, this, alas, I'll do my best." Dai Jitao also felt sorry for Ma Fuxiang, and he was also a hero, but when he reached the end of his life, I am afraid that everyone who is about to lose power has his down-and-out side.

"Ziyin, Shaoyun, I can only get so much for you, and the Ma family will rely on the two of you in the future." Out of Dai Jitao's yard, Ma Fuxiang's body was a little rickety. (To be continued......)