Chapter 65: The Last Big Guy in Beiyang

Chen Zikun was doing something to beat the water dog at this time, the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region belonged to Yan Xishan, and Shandong gave it to Feng Yuxiang, if he didn't hurry up and get some ordnance prisoners or something, this trip would be in vain.

Although Beijing has been recovered, Tianjin is still in the hands of Zhang Zongchang and Sun Chuanfang, and tens of thousands of troops have gathered near Tianjin, digging trenches to make a posture of protracted war.

At the end of May, the Feng army had fully retreated to the outside of the pass, and was still on the front line of the Luanhe River to prevent the pursuit of the national army, although Zhang Zongchang's Zhilu army and Sun Chuanfang's five-province coalition army were under the banner of the Anguo army, but they were not the descendants of the Feng army, and their territory was also in the pass, so they were unwilling to retreat, especially wanted to trap the beast and look forward to a miracle.

A group of Beiyang bigwigs also began to go out of the mountains to carry out activities, such as Qi Xieyuan, Wu Guangxin, etc., to buy the remnants of the army in order to make a comeback, and the situation in Tianjin was chaotic.

Chen Zikun is also very busy, he was originally born in Beiyang, and has a relationship with Sun Chuanfang and Zhang Zongchang, this unique advantage is not used at this time, how can there be a chance, so the Jiangdong Army sent Yan Su, the chief of staff, to contact the remnants of the Tianjin Anguo Army to discuss the incorporation.

Yan Su returned from the enemy camp and brought two pieces of news, one was that Sun Chuanfang was unwilling to fight again, and Zhang Zongchang was still not dead, and the other was Fengtian news that Zhang Yushuai was assassinated and seriously injured.

Chan was shocked and asked if the news was reliable?

"Reliable." Yan Su said, "The train was blown up when it passed through Huanggutun, the intersection of the Beijing-Feng-Nanman Railway, and it happened to be blown up in the position of the special train car, Zhang Zuolin was seriously injured, Wu Junsheng died on the spot, and the Feng Department was even worse, and he was unable to enter the customs in the short term, so Sun Chuanfang was so desperate, and the other generals were also panicked. ”

Chen Zikun said: "How is Yu Shuai's injury, can you inquire?" ”

Yan Su said: "It is said that the injury is quite serious, and his head is covered with bandages, and the doctors of the Shuai Mansion are constantly coming and going, and I don't know if I can get through it." ”

Chen Zikun sighed: "The rain is handsome, the northeast is dangerous, the main Shaoguo has always been the most dangerous, my sworn brother doesn't know if he can withstand it, there are Yang Yuting inside and the Japanese outside, it is really enough for him." ”

At the same time, Fu Zuoyi, the commander of the Tianjin garrison appointed by Yan Xishan, also took the opportunity to lead the army to approach, and Sun Zhang's army entrenched in Tianjin was forced to withdraw, and a large number of troops surrendered, among which Sun Bu and the Jiangdong army had a tacit understanding, and most of them surrendered to Chen Zikun.

Outside the city of Tianjin, the poplars are towering, the ridges are horizontal, and Sun Chuanfang, the former majestic commander of the five provinces, is wearing a blue robe, and there are only two servants around him, who are also dressed in civilian clothes.

Standing opposite him was Chen Zikun, who was armed with a sword.

"Kunwu, the brothers will be handed over to you, take care of them more, I can't take care of them." Sun Chuanfang arched his hand, and he was indescribably gloomy.

Chen Zikun ordered someone to bring a glass of wine, "Xin Shuai, after the reunification of the country, your place is indispensable, and my brother is waiting for your arrival in Jiangdong." ”

Sun Chuanfang took the wine, drank it all, gave it up again, and turned to leave.

In this battle, Chen Zikun's soldiers did not bloodlessly absorb 40,000 horses and horses of the Sun Department, and the baggage was countless, including his old friend Wang Geng, poor this high-achieving student of the West Point Military Academy, after several turns, he became the commander of the ironclad car under Sun Chuanfang, this defeat, it seems that there is no future, Chen Zikun knew that he had divorced Lu Xiaoman a few years ago, and now he is alone, very pitiful, so he gave him 3,000 oceans and sent him to Shanghai.

The Jiangdong Army expanded rapidly, and the 99th Army expanded its three provisional divisions, all of which were elite soldiers in a hundred battles, as well as a number of ironclad vehicles, and Chen Zikun's strength increased greatly, but it was difficult to sustain the military salary because there was no formal establishment.

On 12 June, the Nanjing government announced that the Northern Expedition had been completed.

On 19 June, Fengtian announced the death of Zhang Zuolin, and his eldest son Zhang Xueliang succeeded him as Fengtian's superintendent, and announced a truce with Guannei, Chiang Kai-shek, Feng Yuxiang, and Chen Zikun all sent condolences.

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On 6 July, the generals and military and political dignitaries of the Northern Expeditionary Army held a memorial ceremony for the victory of the Northern Expedition at Biyun Temple in Xiangshan, Beijing, and Chen Zikun also participated as a high-ranking general and a guard of the former premier.

The north is peaceful, the situation is still a mess, Zhang Zongchang's remnants of the army retreated to the Shanhaiguan line, actually wanted to take a risk to attack Fengtian, Zhang Xueliang and Chiang Kai-shek reached an agreement, the Feng army is responsible for disarming Zhang Zongchang's troops, about the cause of Zhang Zuolin's death, the outside world still has different opinions, one says that the Japanese blew up, the other says that the Red Party did it, but the discerning people know that it was the Kwantung Army's poisonous hands.

As soon as Zhang Zuolin died, the last big man in Beiyang also fell, and the ownership of the three northeastern provinces and Rehe became the focus, and all parties sent personnel to Fengtian to negotiate, and Chiang Kai-shek also asked Chen Zikun as his personal representative to go to Fengtian to lobby Zhang Xueliang to change his banner.

This time, Chen Zikun did not readily agree, saying that many troops had recently been recruited, and no one was afraid that they would rebel, so Chiang Kai-shek promised to give him another army, and the military expenses would be borne by the central government, so Chen Zikun agreed to go to Mukden.

At this time, the remnants of the Zhilu army had been wiped out by the Feng army, and Zhang Zongchang himself was captured by Yang Yuting, but Yang Yuting let him go, and Zhang Zongchang's line ceased to exist.

The Jingfeng line was reopened to traffic, Chen Zikun rushed to Fengtian by train, it was late autumn, the train went north and the more desolate it became, there were often large tracts of black earth outside the window, and the head could not be seen at a glance.

"Yushuai, I've come to see you, you died unjustly." Chen Zikun muttered silently, burned the paper money, turned around and entered the carriage, and out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a person standing behind him, armed with a sword and a towering hat, and turned his head quickly, but there was nothing.

The rhythmic sound of the wheels and rails made Chen Zikun stand still for a moment, and the Hessian trees on both sides of the railway flew backwards.

"Yu Shuai, you bless Han Qing in the spirit of heaven, don't be led by the nose by the Japanese, change the flag, change the flag, China is unified, little Japan does not dare to use swords and soldiers, the Northeast is still your old Zhang family, how good, do you always say that this is the reason......" Chen Zikun said for a long time to the air.

In the morning, the car arrived at the Fengtian Railway Station, and Chen Zikun, who was wearing a black coat, got off the train in a cloud of steam, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly back to ten years ago, when he was still a good little bandit in Changshan, wearing a bare old sheepskin jacket, wearing a dogskin hat, and carrying a sharp blade, it was here that he stepped on the train to enter the customs and came to Beijing to start another journey of life.

Fengtian Railway Station was bustling, bustling and lively, Chen Zikun walked out with the guards with the flow of people, and suddenly saw the sorghum stalks waving to him excitedly: "Commander Chen, this way." ”

Chen Zikun squeezed up and wondered, "How do you know I'm here in the morning?" The telegram didn't say the number of trains. ”

Sorghum Straw said: "The superintendent sent me to pick you up, how did he know, I don't know." ”

The car stopped outside the station, and Gao Liang personally helped Chen Zikun carry his luggage, got into the car and went straight to the Marshal's Mansion.

The Marshal's Mansion is in Fengtian City, not far from the Qing Imperial Palace, the front of the door is extremely bright, two black iron doors to the east, there is a big shadow wall when you enter, the guards wrap their arms in black yarn, and stand solemnly with guns.

Chen Zikun was invited to an Italian-style western-style building in the East Courtyard to serve tea and entertain, sorghum stalks went upstairs to invite Zhang Xueliang, not much effort, Zhang Xueliang came down in pajamas and slippers, and said with a smile: "Brother Kunwu, it's really you, last night my father gave me a dream, saying that you want to come, I will let the sorghum stalk go to the train station to guard, I didn't think it was really today." ”

"Han Qing, when I drove through Huanggutun last night, I saw the old handsome." Chan said.

Zhang Xueliang was stunned, and then waved his hand to let the servant retreat, and his eyes were a little red: "Brother Kunwu, what did my father say?" ”

Chan shook his head.

There were two tiger specimens in the living room, Zhang Xueliang stomped back and forth a few steps, pressed his hand on the tiger's head and said: "The old man was killed by the Japanese, his old man died aggrieved, and I, the son, was even more aggrieved. Brother Kungo, do you know how ridiculous the Japanese are? ”

Without waiting for an answer, Zhang Xueliang sneered: "They instigated me to be the emperor and the founding emperor of the Great Liao Dynasty. ”

Chen Zikun said: "Hanqing, our own brothers, I will say it bluntly, this time I came to Fengtian, I am representing Chairman Jiang, what do you think about reunification?" ”

Zhang Xueliang yawned, and his spirit didn't seem to be very good.

Just got up, and his spirit was not good, which really made Chen Zikun worried, with Zhang Xueliang's body and lazy temperament, I am afraid that he will not be able to keep the country left by the old handsome.

"Someone's coming." Zhang Xueliang greeted him, and the servant put on a full set of cigarettes and smoked a few puffs of opium cigarettes, and the young marshal's spirit was better, and he said: "The Japanese threatened me not to compromise with Nanjing, saying that if not, there would be a major incident, that is, to send troops to beat me. ”

Seeing Zhang Xueliang's attitude, Chen Zikun was relieved, and the trip to Fengtian was at least half successful.

"I heard that Tang Shengzhi and Bai Chongxi have sent representatives to Fengtian, has Han Qing seen it?" Chan asked.

Zhang Xueliang looked dazed: "I don't know." ”

Then he said: "It must be Yang Yuting who is hiding from me to meet them, this Yang Yuting, there is no more and more no me in his eyes, and he has said that I am Adou in front of outsiders a few times, which is really too deceitful." ”

Chen Zikun persuaded a few words, Zhang Xueliang said: "Don't talk about him, you can stay in Fengtian for a while this time, play and walk around, I will introduce friends to you, sorghum stalks, call Master Liu." ”

The sorghum stalks ran upside down, and it didn't take much effort to invite one person, who was energetic and walking like flying, and it was Liu Zhensheng, the senior brother of the Jingwu Society.