As the saying goes, what kind of commander brings what kind of soldiers, this civilian system is the same, Xi Hanqian has followed Su Tong since he started fighting the militia in Duolun, he knows exactly what kind of temper Chief Su has, if he is a chicken in this matter, let Su Tong know that he will never have his good fruit to eat. On the contrary, if he straightens his back, even if he suffers a loss, his boss will seek justice for him.

Ma Bufang apartment in Xining, the capital of Qinghai

"Chairman Ma, this is a telegram sent by Xi Hanqian, secretary general of Chahar Province, who wants us to immediately release Li Ji'an and his wife, and compensate them for all losses, and we are limited to reply within 12 hours, otherwise we will bear the consequences." A staff officer handed over the message he had just received to Ma Bufang.

"What, what kind of thing is this Xi Hanqian, dare to order me?" Ma Bufang, who was furious, took the message and swept it at a glance, then tore it to pieces and was still on the ground.

"Go, call me all the officers above the regiment level, I want to hold a military meeting." Ma Bufang, who was still angry, commanded.

"Yes!" The staff officer who received the order walked out quickly.

After a while, the main officers of Qinghai Province came to Ma Bufang's apartment, and as soon as they entered the apartment, they saw Ma Bufang sitting in the hall with a gloomy face.

"Second uncle, what's wrong? Are you so angry? Ma Biao, commander of the First Provisional Cavalry Division, asked in surprise.

At this time, Ma Bufang also served as the commander of the new Second Army and the commander of the 100th Division, the director of the Qinghai Provincial Security Department, the acting chairman of the Qinghai Provincial Political Axe, and the commander of the Fifth Column of the First Route Army of the Northwest "Suppression of Bandits." So generally the people in the Ma family army call him anything, which is more miscellaneous.

Ma Bufang: "Hmph! After a while, he said: "Chahar's secretary general, Xi Hanqian, called and asked for us."

Ma Bufang explained the cause and effect of the matter, and finally said: "If that Su Tong is here, I will still give him three points, but what is this Xi Hanqian, isn't he just playing a girl, and he is going to ride on Lao Tzu's head." Hmph, Lao Tzu is not letting go now, what do I think he should do? ”

"Yes, Chairman Yingming, what kind of thing is that Xi Hanqian, but he is just a secretary general, who is pointing fingers at you, let's ignore him and see what he can do." Ma Zhanying on the side was weak because of the incident caused by him, and desperately instigated Ma Bufang to oppose Chahar on the side.

But Ma Lu, the commander of the Second Division of the Provisional Cavalry next to him, glared at Ma Zhanying before saying to Ma Bufang: "Second uncle, a few carts of cotton are worth a few dollars, and that Li Ji'an, you can also beat them, just let them go." Why bother arguing with Chahar for a few small bucks. ”

"Chairman, you can't let it go!" Ma Zhanying was anxious when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "If you want to release it, you can at least wait until Li Ji'an's family pays the ransom." Otherwise, it will damage your prestige! ”

"Shut up!" Ma Lu, who was furious, reprimanded Ma Zhanying and said, "Do you really want to start a war with the Chahar political axe?" ”

"What are you afraid of, even if we really go to war, we may not lose to him. He still thinks that we are Ma Hongkui's soft persimmons, can he pinch them as much as he wants? Ma Biao on the side was not happy when he heard this.

Ma Bufang's army has always been brutal, he has always used religion, and the same race, the same clan to unite the fighting force, anyone who dares to disobey him, he only uses two things to teach them, one is his horse whip, the other is the human * skin lantern. In Ma Bufang's barracks, there was a torture chamber, in which dozens of bloody leather whips and hundreds of human* leather lanterns were hung, and he relied on this to maintain the discipline and morale of the army.

Ma Bufang took "Gan, He, Hui, and Ma" (i.e., Gansu people, Hezhou people, Hui people, and Ma surnames) as the employment criteria, and the core power adopted the feudal inheritance method of father and son, brother and brother, and after decades of development, it gradually became a warlord armed force that affected the situation in the northwest. Therefore, Ma Bufang's troops are not afraid of death when they fight, and their combat effectiveness is second to none in the Ma family's army.

So Ma Biao was indeed unconvinced after hearing Ma Lu's words. He said to Ma Bufang: "Second uncle, if his Chahar people obediently hand over the ransom, if they don't pay, hum, there is still a lantern missing in my study at night?" ”

After hearing this, Ma Bufang laughed and said, "Okay, Biao'er's words are relieved, so I will call back to that Xi Hanqian and ask them to hand over 100,000 oceans, otherwise, collect the body of that kid!" In fact, Ma Bufang is not greedy for those carts of cotton and the 100,000 oceans, but now he has to hand her over before he has had enough fun with that little girl, how can he give up this to the lustful Ma Bufang.

Ma Lu sighed secretly when he heard this, but his second uncle had made a decision, and he couldn't oppose it, otherwise a family law would be inevitable.

"It's too much of a deception! Shameless! Shameless! Xi Hanqian's face turned red with anger, and the telegram in his hand was tightly clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were a little bigger. He also rushed to see such a shameless villain, not to mention defiling other people's wives, and arrested other people's husbands, and now he even wants people to take money to redeem people, which is really ridiculous.

"Immediately report to the Chief of General Staff of Baili, and truthfully report the matter here to Chairman Su, and ask for support from the troops." After the anger in his heart calmed down a little, Xi Hanqian immediately ordered the people in the confidential department to send out the telegram quickly.

Three hours later, Wu Jilong, the commander of the newly formed Second Armored Division, who was in charge of training, received a telegram jointly sent by Su Tong and Jiang Baili, which contained only one sentence: "Go to Qinghai for military training!" ”

At noon, the sun was scorching, even in the middle of April, and the wind swirled in the sky with countless sands rushing towards a place that no one could have expected.

At this time, a strong storm blew from the far east side, and countless sands were swept up in the air, this storm was so long, stretching for several kilometers, and when you looked closely, it turned out to be a team of steel monsters advancing.

Wu Jilong was sitting in one of the armored command vehicles.

Wu Jilong, who was originally a general of Sun Liren's 101st Armored Division, was shot with a black gun in Chita some time ago, and after his injuries were healed, he was sent back to Chahar to train a new armored division.

"Order a regiment to speed up, it is about to arrive in Lanzhou, and order the troops to tighten the formation a little." Wu Jilong was a little helpless to give this order, which was purely superfluous, and the troops that had just been formed for less than three months were not even arranged in a good shape, which was really nerve-wracking.

Half an hour earlier, Ma Buqing apartment in Lanzhou, the capital of Gansu

Ma Buqing, commander of the 1st Cavalry Division, received a letter from the armored division of the 37th Chahar Army that he wanted to go to Qinghai by way. ”

"What?" The adjutant was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Shizao, Chief Ma is your clan brother, did you just let Chahar's army go over?" Besides, you have to be careful of their tricks."

"Oh?" Ma Buqing rolled his eyes and asked, "Then let me ask you, can we stop Chahar's ironclad chariot?" ”

The adjutant lowered his head and whispered, "No." ”

"Isn't this the end, since you can't stop people, why are you still doing that posture so pretendiously? Do you want me to be the next Ma Hongkui to go to Hong Kong to be a duke? Ma Buqing waved his hand impatiently, and the adjutant sent him away. This adjutant has no eyesight at all, and he still wants to learn how to block cars, so it is not enough to temporarily ride the more than 10,000 men and horses of the first division to stuff people's teeth.

In fact, when Ma Buqing heard that Chahar was going to send troops to attack his brother Ma Bufang in Qinghai, he was secretly happy in his heart. My brother is stronger than himself, and he has never taken his cousin in his eyes, and he always speaks in a weird way, damn, I've put up with you for a long time, and now you're kicking the iron plate.

Regarding Ma Bufang's detention of Chahar merchants in Qinghai, Ma Buqing had long known the reason, and Ma Buqing's first reaction at that time was that his second brother was going to be unlucky.

The second reaction is that it's time for me to run.

The third reaction is that he will have a good relationship with Chahar in the future.

Just when Ma Buqing was gloating in his apartment, Ma Bufang and the others also received the news that Chahar had sent troops to attack him, after all, such a large-scale troop transfer could not be concealed from someone with a heart.

Ma Bufang, who received the news, immediately called his subordinates to discuss countermeasures.

"Second uncle, isn't it just a teacher! Could it be that our army of more than 50,000 people is still afraid that he will not succeed? Since they're here, don't go. Ma Biao said with a cruel smile.

"Yes, that's it, we have Allah's blessing, and 50,000 invincible iron horses, when have we ever been afraid of others." Ma Zhanying knew that the fuse of this matter was herself, and the people of Chahar would definitely not let her go. If you are caught by the Chahar army, you will definitely not have your own good fruit to eat, and the only way to survive is to encourage Ma Bufang and Chahar to fight to the death, and it is better to fight you to the death.

"Well, Lu'er, what do you think?" Ma Bufang glanced at Ma Lu, who had been silent beside him.

Ma Lu smiled bitterly and said in his heart: "You have all decided, and you still ask me what to do?" He looked at the more than ten officers above the regimental level in the hall, sighed in his heart, and thought to himself, let's fight, first beat Chahar and then talk to them.

Ma Lu nodded, "Then let's fight, but how to fight, to what extent, we have to sum up, those tricks of rubbing skin and intestines are better not to do, lest you really form a mortal enmity with Chahar in the future." ”