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In mid-October, the first winter came as scheduled, but on the railway construction site, tens of thousands of sappers were still rushing to repair the railway in the wind and snow, and after the end of the Trans-Baikal campaign, the emergency repair of the railway became the top priority of all work, and more than 100,000 sappers were sent to various sections of the road in order to restore railway transportation as soon as possible and change the Russian broad-gauge railway to quasi-track.

Compared to the domestic railways, the railways of these newly occupied territories were undoubtedly substandard - many of the bridges were made of wood, and the railway embankments were mostly mud-based without gravel, and in short, the standards of such railways were equivalent to those of the high-grade military light railways by domestic standards.

Obviously, this kind of "light railway" cannot meet the needs of the army, especially the operations that support the nearly 2 million troops -- in order to ensure the needs of this huge army on the front line, the army has invested tens of thousands of trucks to support it by road transportation on the one hand, and on the other hand, it has invested 60 million yuan in the reconstruction and repair of the railway.

Thanks to the fact that the railway was almost completed and not extensively damaged, railway transportation was resumed as soon as the war ended, and hundreds of kilometers of railways were adjusted overnight, but this was only the beginning.

In the wind and snow, when the sappers rushed to repair the railway, a train roared on the auxiliary railway, in order to avoid the repair of the railway affecting the normal transportation, so the sappers built a large number of simple auxiliary lines, so as to ensure the transportation of the railway.

In the train carriage, Duan Qirui, who had not slept all night, looked over and over again the information in his hand, which was provided to him by the General Staff of the Northeast Army, and was information about the operational characteristics of the Russian army.

In the past few years, especially after the outbreak of the war against Russia, in the face of his old classmates becoming well-known generals at home and abroad, he will inevitably feel a little jealous in his heart -- until before that he was still in charge of a town, of course, it is inevitable that there will be a kind of fantasy -- if he had not continued his studies in Germany for half a year, perhaps, he would have been a member of the Northeast Army now, and among the senior generals of the Northeast Army, there must be a place for him, like the Trans-Baikal Campaign, maybe he could have fought even better.

Of course, this was just a thought in his heart.

And now, this idea of his has become a reality, and he has become a member of the Northeast Army - no, the Chinese Army.

"From now on, there will be no more Northeast Army, Beiyang Army, Jiangsu Army, all armies, there is only one name - Chinese Army, Chinese Navy!"

When he left Shenyang, in the banquet hall of the railway company in Shenyang, His Majesty the Emperor in the uniform of the army -- a few years ago, he was called a "chaotic minister and thief" by many "foolish people", but now he is the master of hundreds of millions of Chinese people, the emperor of the Chinese Empire.

However, the emperor's enthronement ceremony was very simple - he only wore the imperial robe in Shenyang at the voice of the people, just like the imperial robe of Emperor Taizu of Song. But despite the simplicity, everything has changed. Just like the change in the name of the year.

Now, every time he writes his diary, Duan Qirui reminds himself that it is no longer the twenty-eighth year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, but the first year of Hongwu, and the reason why the officials of the new dynasty came up with this meaning is: Zhu Yuanzhang overthrew the Yuan Dynasty and established the Ming Dynasty, with the year name "Hongwu". However, Tang Haoran and his followers tried to take advantage of the "psychology of thinking about the Qing Dynasty" and "combining the martial arts", so changing the source to "Hongwu" can be described as painstaking. And like Hongwu, "Hongwu" also has the meaning of Zhang Xianwu's might.

This may be the common denominator of the founding monarchs - to show off force and show martial arts. But among the founding kings of all dynasties, how many people can have such great martial arts as him?

At least in Duan Qirui's opinion, no emperor can compare with it.

The whistling sound on the roof of the carriage was like a burst, the wind and snow hit the carriage, the snow by the window was getting thicker and thicker, and the forest covered with wind and snow outside the carriage, although the vision was blurred because of the heating, Duan Qirui knew very well that a new page had been turned in history -- under Yuan Shikai's initiative to ask for help, in addition to the Beiyang Army, the Shaanxi-Gansu Army, the Jiangsu Army, the Liangguang Army, and the Sichuan Army had all asked for battle, and a huge reinforcement force had begun to go north.

"Chinese Army ......"

Raising his head and looking at the nameplate on the left chest of the military uniform hanging on the hanger, Duan Qirui's seemingly calm mind was a little chaotic, yes, from now on, there will be no more Beiyang Army, only the Chinese Army.

Beiyang is a thing of the past!

Whether he wants to or not, Duan Qirui must face this reality, however, unlike the resistance of others, except for the slight resistance of facing his old friend as a subordinate, Duan Qirui does not have any resistance to the change of identity, and even he is a little happy, now he has been promoted from the commander of the first town to the commander of the first army, although he is in charge of the seventeenth army adapted from the Beiyang Army of the three towns, but for him personally, the reality of promotion, how can he not be excited?

Although he is not as grateful to the emperor as everyone else, he will inevitably be moved by the emperor's trust, which is, after all, an army of more than 50,000 men, so in the hands of "outsiders", this kind of trust has never been seen by any emperor since ancient times.

"I can only repay you with death!"

Thinking silently in his heart, Duan Qirui took back the gaze cast out of the window, reinvested it on the map, looked at the Russian defense line on the map, and repeatedly thought about how to break through the opponent's defense line in his mind, of course, there is one thing to consider when fighting in Siberia, the weather!

It's winter, and although the temperature hasn't completely dropped, but soon, the temperature here will drop to tens of degrees below zero, how to attack in this winter? For Duan Qirui, all this is unfamiliar.

All this was strange to him, and for those soldiers from Guannai, even such an early winter was also unfamiliar, and at the same time strange, they also harbored a trace of curiosity, curiosity about Siberia, about this strange land.

When the train stopped at the station, the soldiers in the carriage were all curious to look at the Western-style station through the small window, in the station, they even saw some Westerners, they were no strangers to Westerners, and even some of them had been trained by Westerners.

Like Xu Wenyuan, his instructor in the Jiangning Lecture Hall is a German, although he is no stranger to Westerners, but when he is in this territory that once belonged to Westerners, he is still inevitably a little excited, and even because of the excitement, his breathing becomes short.

"Sir, sir, this, this is the territory we have taken from the Russians?"

One of the sergeants muttered, his voice equally agitated, and the reason for his excitement was very simple—for the commanders had promised them that when the war was over, they would be given a piece of their own honorable land, just like the Northeast Army, and the size of the field corresponding to their rank, and if they could be meritorious in the war, the land they would acquire would be appropriately enlarged by military merit.

Where is that land?

Right in this newly conquered land!

"It's not us, it's the Northeast Army, let's ......"

The words sank slightly, Xu Wenyuan cast his eyes into the distance, they had not yet laid their own land! Their land needs to be taken down by themselves.

"We can also lay down so many places in the future!"

Just as Xu Wenyuan's words fell, the train that had completed the refilling of water roared out of the station again, and the steam locomotive let out a ferocious, tearing heaven and earth roar, dragging the military train on the dark field of the night, in the white snow. The roar of the locomotive could be heard in the dimness of the rumbling carriages, in the screams of the wheels grinding against the snow and ice, in the frightened sobs and murmurs of the soldiers from their dreams.

Xu Wenyuan looked through the blizzard and seemed to see the front line burning ahead. For that front line, each of them was unfamiliar, and for him, who was born in Jiangnan, he had never seen such a big snow.

When the train stopped at Shanhaiguan Pass, and everyone received their thick woolen coats, the big guys figured it out: now they had to urgently transfer their troops to the vicinity of Kansk -- after the end of the Trans-Baikal campaign, the Northeast Army launched a new offensive in Verkhniy Udinsk, and the Russian civil strife led to the chaos of the Russian front line, and in just a few days, it had to retreat hundreds of kilometers until Kansk reorganized the defensive line.

Of course, all this comes entirely from the official newspapers.

At this moment, Xu Wenyuan knew very well that there were only ten hours away, and after more than ten hours, they would get off on the shore of Lake Baikal, and then board the ferry from there, Lake Baikal, I heard that it was the land of Su Wu's sheep herding, and the place where Huo Qubing had hit.

"Yuanjia is grassy, sealing the wolf Juxu, and winning the ...... of the canghuang Beigu"

Reading this song "Eternal Happiness? The dog fur collar of his military coat was pulled up to his cheeks, and unlike the woolen coats worn in the winter in Jiangnan, when they arrived in the northeast, they received woolen sheepskin coats, which were warmer than the former.

But now the thick wool inside the woolen coat made him feel no warmth, and he could not sleep, for the cold wind came in through the invisible cracks in the little windows covered by snow, and the sharp wind passed through the bunks.

Everything that has passed now -- the rainy Jiangnan, the summer in Jiangning's martial arts school, the scorching hot wind in Jiangning, the marching training in the dizzying heat, the sweaty, sun-tanned military civilian clothes, and of course, the damp and cold in the winter in Jiangnan...... Everything was far away from him.

Before the death of the old marshal, Jiang Ning went to the imperial court and became the second place in the Guannai to submit to the new dynasty, when the sun and moon flag were flying, Xu Wenyuan, as a soldier, only felt much more relaxed, at least, he didn't have to think about the war anymore, but after a few days, the war was still coming, but it was not the civil war that disgusted him, but the national war that made his blood boil.

He and his comrades-in-arms were in the people's farewell, in the cheers of the people boarded the train to the north, the train passed through northern Jiangsu, North China, crossed the Shanhaiguan, into the northeast, in the northeast, they were also warmly welcomed, almost every station, they could see thousands of people waving the national flag to welcome them, people from the carriage to fill them with cigarettes, toffee and other things of the condolence bags, and each condolence bag has a letter, the juvenile and immature words, the text reveals the most simple emotion - The gratitude to the soldiers, and it was those words that made his and his comrades-in-arms' hearts more and more hot, and at that moment, he understood why the Northeast Army could win a hundred battles, because they were not fighting for military salaries, but for the country, for the people behind them, and for the defense of the country and the people.

What a noble and strange duty it is! We must not fail to live up to the trust of the people!

As an officer, Xu Wenyuan almost involuntarily fell into this unprecedented excitement and nobility. In fact, what he didn't know was that under the propaganda of civil affairs officials at all levels and teachers of national schools in the Northeast, the people who believed that the soldiers were fighting to defend themselves had long been accustomed to wishing and giving gifts to the officers and soldiers going out to fight, and sending letters of condolence and condolence bags to the officers and soldiers on the front line. It can be said that the idea of "never disappointing the people's trust" contributed to the determination to "die".

"Siping Sixth Higher Girls' School ......"

Suddenly, Xu Wenyuan thought of the address of the condolence letter again, and the idea of replying to the letter suddenly became stronger, and the commander of the Northeast Army who received them also encouraged them to write letters to the people who expressed their condolences, what would they say in the letter? It's like a promise to each other, telling each other that they will never fail to live up to their responsibilities.

Facing the deep night, Xu Wenyuan pondered.

"Write a letter to her and tell her that I won't let her down......"

Although he didn't know the appearance of the girl named "Wang Jiamei", the delicate handwriting made him willing to make a promise to her - he would be loyal to the country and never retreat!

While silently making this promise in his heart, the whole carriage fell asleep to the sound of grinding teeth, screams, and the rumble of rolling wheels. Everything was jolting nervously, and the upper bunks were swaying as the train was galloping. The train continued to move forward...... (To be continued.) )