Song Zheyuan said: "It's not just a lot of money, just over a year, it may be more than 100 million." ”

Feng Yuxiang's eyes widened and he asked, "Really?" ”

Nodding, Song Zheyuan said: "I think my gold was robbed by the Black God Army, and others don't have this ability." ”

patted his head, Feng Yuxiang scolded: "His grandmother's, if I had said 100 million, it would be 30 million, I wouldn't have lost to his old Jiang!" ”

Song Zheyuan asked, "Marshal, how did they get in touch with the Black God Army?" ”

Feng Yuxiang said: "The Black God Army has seen this matter of ours thoroughly, and they have sent someone here......

Feng Yuxiang said Tang Xu's abscess theory.

After Feng Yuxiang finished speaking, Song Zheyuan pondered for a long time before he said: "The Black God Army has such ability, and has such insight and open-mindedness, they will definitely achieve great things in the future." ”

Nodding, Feng Yuxiang also said: "Yes, maybe they will be able to influence the direction of the political situation in the future." ”

At this moment, Song Zheyuan made up his mind that he must get in touch with the Black God Army and have a good relationship. If China has a place for the Black God Army in the future, then there should also be a place for their 29th Army.

Song Zheyuan said: "Marshal, I want to meet the people of the Black God Army." ”

Feng Yuxiang stood up and said, "Okay, let's go, I'll take you there." ”

Coming out of the headquarters, Feng Yuxiang and Song Zheyuan rode horses and rushed to the west.

When I arrived at the West Field, good guys, it was really crowded.

Riding on the horse, Song Zheyuan asked, "What are they doing?" ”

Feng Yuxiang said: "I'm going to set up a special agent battalion, and I'm recruiting people." ”

It's going to be disbanded, and the Menzi spy battalion is still being formed? Song Zheyuan looked at Feng Yuxiang puzzled.

Feng Yuxiang said with a smile: "The Black God Army wants to recruit some people from here, so they borrowed this name. ”

Song Zheyuan was stunned.

"Mingxuan, do you know what price they offered?" After speaking, without waiting for Song Zheyuan to ask, Feng Yuxiang followed and said: "Fifty yuan for the meeting gift, and eight yuan for the moon ring." ”

Sighing, Song Zheyuan said enviously: "It's good to be rich!" ”

Feng Yuxiang also sighed and said, "No wonder the Black God Army is so powerful. ”

As soon as the Black God Army does this, 100,000 Chasui will resist the Alliance Army, and the essence will almost be swept away by the Black God Army.

―――――― Song Zheyuan came over to negotiate the acquisition, it is not a secret, and it is not surprising that Feng Yuxiang also set up a spy battalion at this time, because of political matters, it is very common for the situation to change suddenly, so no one thinks it is inappropriate.

However, if there is a matter, it is the price code.

The poor clanging of the Allied army, all of them are like red-eyed rats, didn't your commander-in-chief say that he has no money, why is there such a big money in a special service battalion?

Feng Yuxiang also felt that he couldn't say it, but he had to go over if he couldn't say it, fortunately, he had a big butt, and he was sent away with a secret mission.

At this price, this secret mission must be a life-and-death task, but this cannot in the slightest stop the enthusiasm of the vast number of officers and men eager to join the special service battalion.

Die? Those who serve as soldiers are afraid of not having enough to eat, afraid of not having money, but they are not afraid of death.

Everything is going on in full swing and quietly.

On July 17, the General Headquarters of the Allied Forces.

In the large conference room, the main military commanders of the Allied brigade and above were all present, and they were full of people.

On the rostrum, Feng Yuxiang's face was solemn, he stared at everyone in the audience, and said slowly: "Gather all the big guys today, everyone must know everything, then I won't talk nonsense." Ladies and gentlemen, if any of you have something to say in your heart, or want to scold me Feng someone, you will all speak openly and scold me today. ”

After Feng Yuxiang finished speaking, he stood up and said loudly: "Commander-in-chief, this is also a matter of no choice, the Fifth Route Army supports the commander-in-chief's decision to let Nanjing political axe be absorbed!" ”

The person who spoke was called Tan Zixin.

The Fifth Route Army was composed of the anti-Japanese volunteers who retreated from the northeast, Tan Zixin was originally the commander of the 11th Cavalry Division, and the army commander Deng Wen was assassinated in the Ji Yuan, and Tan Zixin became the commander of the Fifth Route Army.

Feng Yuxiang nodded slightly.

After Tan Zixin finished speaking, more than a dozen people expressed their attitudes, all of whom supported the integration of the Nationalist Axe into the Allied Army.

In the end, Feng Yuxiang's gaze fell on Fang Zhenwu and Ji Hongchang's faces.

Fang Zhenwu and Ji Hongchang are both diehards who resist the Japanese, and they are the kind of people who meet with bayonets and see red, and there are you but not me. Moreover, they were all extremely unhappy with Chiang Kai-shek. Ji Hongchang is going with [***], and Fang Zhenwu is the number one troublemaker, and he can't get along with Lao Jiang. Therefore, Feng Yuxiang decided that the allied army would accept the Nanjing political axe, and the most difficult thing to face was Fang Zhenwu and Ji Hongchang.

Fang Zhenwu and Ji Hongchang didn't look at Feng Yuxiang, and after a while, Feng Yuxiang said, "Shuping, Shiwu, what else do you say?" ”

"Yes!" Before Feng Yuxiang's words fell, Ji Hongchang stood up and said loudly: "Commander-in-chief, it's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and we can't control so many things, but since the allies are resistant, what should we do if we are willing to resist and don't want to be co-opted by someone Jiang?" ”

Stunned for a moment, Feng Yuxiang said, "Didn't you make it all clear?" Whether or not you want to be co-opted is purely voluntary. ”

Ji Hongchang said: "Commander-in-chief, I mean soldiers, not those fat-headed and big-eared breeds. ”

Feng Yuxiang's face darkened, because he had a fat head and big ears. Suppressing his anger, Feng Yuxiang said, "Shiwu, what do you mean?" ”

Ji Hongchang said loudly: "Whether you want it or not, you have to say it by the soldiers themselves, and you can't let those bad breeds speak instead of the soldiers." ”

With this sentence, Ji Hongchang was angry.

Those who agree to accept the adaptation have their own reasons, but many people are not only not bad breeds, but also no better than him.

The crowd was surging, and they all hung up on the strength when they came and went, and they stiffened, so they had to do what Ji Hongchang said, and they couldn't do it if they didn't do it.

Seven days later, the results came out, Ji Hongchang lost, and he lost very badly, his second army, except for the commander of the fifth division [***] Xuanxia's father, did not leave, the others, the commander of the third cavalry division Zhou Xuan, the commander of the fourth division Xu Ronghua and the commander of the sixth division Li Tingzhen all left him.

Of course, Ji Hongchang lost, but it was not a one-sided loss, and many officers from other armies also threw themselves under Ji Hongchang, but most of the officers who defected to Ji Hongchang were grassroots officers of battalions, companies and platoons.

In the end, Ji Hongchang's Second Army and Fang Zhenwu's army of nearly 20,000 people resisted and rescued, but after the soldiers themselves chosen, they became 4,300 people.

Actually, it's not surprising to have this result, because Ji Hongchang always shouted: follow him, don't think about anything else except fighting devils, in a word, you are ready to die and play with the little devils.

Ji Hongchang lost, but in fact, he won over. These 4,300 people are the real elite of the 100,000 Allied army.

Do it with the little devils, in the allied army, as soon as the charge horn sounds, there are soldiers who are not afraid of death and do not hesitate to die. However, there will not be many who can persevere in an extremely difficult environment.

What's more, this has a big benefit, which is to weed out those who are not determined.

The west wind is fierce, the sky is cloudy, and the grass is like an angry wave, stretching for thousands of miles.

Red flag hunting, "anti-guerrilla army" five big characters seem to be about to break out of the flag.

Horses are like angry dragons, and soldiers are like killing gods.

Looking at the team in front of them, Feng Yuxiang and Song Zheyuan both showed envy in their eyes.

This is the army, this is the cavalry.

Looking at this cavalry, they can get a glimpse of what kind of style the Black God Army is.

These 4,300 men were not all the strongest and best soldiers in the Confederate army, on the contrary, many of them looked ordinary and inconspicuous, but there was no doubt that they were the most powerful of the soldiers.

There is no other reason for this, the reason is only two words: spiritual.

These soldiers, all of them are wolves, no matter how strong or weak, big or small, wolves are wolves.

The momentum of this army is so solemn, spirit is the fundamental reason, but in addition, there is another one, that is, horses, war horses.

The cavalry and soldiers of this half division are not all the strongest, but the horses, absolutely.

This is the grassland, there is no shortage of horses, but there is a shortage of high-quality war horses, and there are not many grasslands, and the war horses of the anti-Japanese guerrilla army are all good horses, all of them are the best war horses.

There is only one reason why this step can be achieved, and that is Uncle Qian.

Tang Xu came with a huge amount of money.

It was not only Feng Yuxiang and Song Zheyuan who came to see them off, many people came.

Like Feng Yuxiang and Song Zheyuan, everyone looked at it, and it wasn't until this moment that they realized that Ji Hongchangji was not as ambitious as them.

However, no one complained. In doing so, everyone takes what they need and benefits for all.

Bidding farewell to everyone, Ji Hongchang and Fang Zhenwu led the anti-Japanese guerrilla army to ride away.

Chahar has no place to stand, they are going west to Suiyuan, to Ningxia.

If you go to Ningxia, you have to go through Suiyuan, and if you go through Suiyuan, you have to go through the interception and blocking of Fu Zuoyi and Zhang Lingyun's headquarters of the Sixth Army of the former Alliance.

As soon as Ji Hongchang and Fang Zhenwu led the anti-Japanese guerrilla army, telegrams from the Nanjing and Beiping military branches went to Fu Zuoyi and Zhang Lingyun one after another, strictly ordering them to annihilate the anti-Japanese guerrilla army.

In fact, Fu Zuoyi and Zhang Lingyun are not very bird-friendly in Nanjing, but they are bird-money, bird-military salaries, bird-arms and ammunition, so they have to wait for it.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, but there was not the slightest human voice.

These people, these soldiers, are almost all dead.

―――――― Ertaizi is a necessary place for the anti-guerrilla army.

Fu Zuoyi and Zhang Lingyun both went to the front line to command, because they both knew that although the number of anti-Japanese guerrillas had been greatly reduced, their combat effectiveness had soared, and they were not at ease.

On the 28th, it was said that the anti-Japanese guerrilla army should have arrived a long time ago, but it did not, and not even a shadow of a person was seen.

The next day, there was none, and the scouts sent out were all meat buns and dogs, and none of them came back.

On the evening of 29 ――――――, He Yingqin received a telegram from Fu Zuoyi and Zhang Lingyun, saying that he had not seen the anti-Japanese guerrillas.

He Yingqin didn't care too much, Fu Zuoyi and Zhang Lingyun were heavily armed under Ertaizi, Ji Hongchang and Fang Zhenwu, maybe they saw that the situation was not good, and they fled to other places, or hid somewhere, waiting for an opportunity to break through.

(To be continued)