The river is gentle and flows slowly. After a few rains in winter, the drought in Sichuan has finally eased, and the water levels of the Jialing River and the Yangtze River, which converge in Chongqing, have also begun to rise, gently turning and flowing down.

On the pier of Chaotianmen, two young men in simple robes were strolling along the river with a large group of school officers wearing Kuomintang military uniforms. Behind is a large group of guards. These two people are Luo Yaoguo, the director of the Yucheng camp, and Peng Pai, the head of the GCD delegation.

Today's negotiations also ended early. However, contrary to yesterday's stalemate, great progress has been made today. The two sides reached an agreement on the most critical issue of Ningxia, that is, to divide the armies of the G and Qing parties on the battlefield, while the Kuomintang remained neutral, and the [***] First Army was relocated to Longnan. Uh, that's progress, right? Anyway, it's not the Kuomintang and the GCD that are at war. As soon as the negotiations ended, Peng Pai, the representative of China and G, proposed that he wanted to visit Nanshan on the south bank of Chongqing, so the "hospitable" Luo Yaoguo enthusiastically offered to accompany him on a tour of the mountains and rivers. Now they are waiting for the ferry to the south bank.

The two stood side by side on the edge of the Yangtze River, both holding their heads behind their backs, looking at the rolling Yangtze River, and neither of them spoke. After a long time, Peng Pai finally couldn't help but break the silence, he leaned closer to Luo Yaoguo, and said in a low voice: "Fuwen, Comrade E Lai still has two requirements, I hope you can cooperate." He looked at the group of Kuomintang officers standing far behind him, and said: "Comrade Elai hopes that you can urge the Kuomintang to disarm as soon as possible, you should have a plan for this, right?" Can it be brought forward to the end of this year and early next year? In addition, this letter was handed over to me by Comrade Elai, which is another request, I have not read the specific content, and Comrade Elai hopes to get a reply. ”

"Disarmament?" Luo Yaoguo was slightly stunned, as soon as Peng Pai proposed to visit Nanshan, he knew that there must be a deal that was inconvenient to propose at the negotiating table, but he didn't expect it to ask the Kuomintang to disarm.

The first phase of the Kuomintang's Northern Expedition had ended, and according to the plan, the next few years of development were to wait for the completion of heavy industry and then unify China in one fell swoop. Hence the plans for disarmament. To tell the truth, the number of the National Revolutionary Army is indeed a bit too much, and there are nearly 600,000 field troops plus local security forces! The monthly expenditure on military salaries alone is nearly 15 million, or 1.8 billion a year. According to Luo Yaoguo's case, in the next ten years, the [***] army should retain 20 to 25 divisions of field troops, plus 14 security corps, and 40 to 50 artillery regiments, with a total strength of less than 500,000.

However, at this time, the GCD suddenly demanded that the Kuomintang disarm in advance, and I am afraid that it also had their purpose. Luo Yaoguo frowned slightly, pacing by the river with his hands behind his back, pondering in his heart. Now that the Kuomintang has a large number of troops, not only is GCD not at ease, but even the warlords in the north, such as Zhang Zuolin, Wu Peifu and Lu Yongxiang, are also worried, right? Under pressure from the Kuomintang, they had to form an alliance and support Zhang Zuolin as the co-leader, forming a new group of Beiyang warlords. This would probably hinder the GCD's revolution in the North. If the Kuomintang drastically reduced its troops, the pressure on the northern warlords would be reduced, so that their alliance would naturally collapse, and perhaps a new warlord war would break out, no, not maybe, but a new war would definitely happen! Zhang Zuolin will definitely not let go of such a rare opportunity, because only by reunifying the north can he truly fight against the Kuomintang.

"If you can agree to these two things, we can promise not to interfere in the internal struggle of your party, and we will not pursue the kidnapping of comrades Yang and Zheng, all of which are a conspiracy of imperialism." Peng Pai saw that Luo Yaoguo was silent, and hurriedly took another step. Although this promise can't be managed for too long, with this sentence, the Kuomintang can be explained, and Luo Yiqun's executive premier is almost in hand.

"Well, I can push for a little bit of disarmament." Luo Yaoguo glanced at Peng Pai, saw that he breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart It seems that GCD will soon launch a new revolution in the Central Plains**, so their investment in the northwest will not be too large, otherwise they will not be able to afford a war on two fronts.

Peng Pai smiled slightly, and stuffed the envelope in his hand to Luo Yaoguo. He really hasn't seen what is in this, and the party's discipline tells him not to look at what he shouldn't see, don't ask what he shouldn't ask, don't think about what he shouldn't think, and don't say what he shouldn't say.

At this moment, a long whistle sounded, and a small steamer emitting black smoke slowly approached the dock. This is the ferry that takes them to the other side.

Luo Yaoguo took the envelope and stuffed it into his pocket, then smiled at Peng Pai, stretched out his right hand and asked him to get on the boat first. Then he led a group of attachés and guards to board the ferry and went to Nanshan together.

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Northwest Lanzhou.

In the center of the ancient city, in front of the gate of the Gansu Governor's Office, the banner is displayed, and the tiger is like a forest in the school field.

The 20,000 officers and men of the 30th Division of the Central Army, which belonged to the Young People's Party, wore large-brimmed hats and neat khaki uniforms, and stood silently. The infantry of the 4th Brigade, 8th Regiment, and 24th Battalion formed a perfect phalanx.

It's a line when viewed horizontally, a line when viewed vertically, and still a straight line when viewed diagonally.

On the two 14-zhang flagpoles in front of the Governor's Office, one symbolizes the five-color national flag of the country, and the other symbolizes the four-color flag of the Youth Party, which is slowly rising along with the majestic national anthem.

The eyes of 20,000 people were fixed on these two flags of special significance, which were symbols of the country and the party with which they were going to give their lives and blood.

In front of the gate, a square platform was erected with wood, and the platform was empty, with only two officers, standing side by side. Both of them stared at the phalanx under the stage. They are none other than Wang Zizheng and Li Huang.

After the flag was raised, there was no order to disband, and the 20,000 people still did not move at all, and I don't know how long they stood again. Like a group of sculptures, the Lanshan Mountain in the distance and the surging Yellow River around them seem to have calmed down, focusing on such a strong force that has never been seen before.

Is this still China's army? Is this still the Sichuan army, which has always been known for its weak brigades?

Wang Zizi's face was tight, but his heart was surging.

This is his army. It's his heart's work. It is his lonely and painstaking work for this country, for this nation, and for the vast northwest to create an iron-blooded hero. With them, this northwest will fall into their own hands sooner or later, and no one will want to take away an inch of the northwest from their own hands! And of course its own power!

Wang Zijiu raised his head and looked at the northern sky, his brows gradually wrinkled together. He seemed to see that at the foot of Helan Mountain, there was a strong force like the Youth Army. It is the same as this country, and it is the backbone of this nation. They also have the spirit of dedication to defending ideals and doctrines. But now they have declared war on the youth army, on the other king's self-reflection! One mountain can't accommodate two tigers! This is the unavoidable fate of this country and nation for thousands of years. Now this northwest is so vast, but there can only be one master, and in the future, this even more vast country can only have one sun!

This sun can only be itself! A heartfelt pride surged up. He looked at his 20,000 tigers and opened his throat suddenly: "On November 25, the 14th year of the Republic of China, the 20,000 tigers of the 30th Division of our Central Army swore to be on the bank of the Yellow River and under the Lanshan Mountain. This battle of the Northern Expedition to Ningxia and the flattening of Helan Mountain was the first battle for our party and our army to pacify the northwest! It is a key battle for our youth party and youth army to resist power outside and eliminate national thieves inside! In order to rejuvenate our China and strengthen our China, all my comrades must work hard to move forward. Long live China! Long live Al-Shabaab! ”

"Hooray! Banzai! Hooray! -- "The 20,000 soldiers in the audience also shouted long live."

Although most of the soldiers did not understand what Wang Zi introspective meant, "resist the power outside, and eliminate the national thieves inside". However, the gathering of 20,000 people in such a majestic formation and with such high morale can in itself produce a powerful contagious effect, making everyone involved feel their blood boiling, and they all feel that they are making history and participating in one of the most magnificent undertakings in the world.

The war drums in the northwest sounded.

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