Jinan, Shandong, Wu Xiaoliang is like a machine with full horsepower, some workers day and night, endless meetings, inspecting the progress of the repair of the riverbank fortifications, he can't wait to have 48 hours a day to be enough, non-stop walking for a day, Wu Xiaoliang still can't sit down to take a breath, rest for a while, before the North China direction called, Pingjin has completely fallen, Zhang Xueliang is still wandering in Baoding and refuses to go south, avoiding the Japanese front.

Wu Xiaoliang was afraid that Zhang Xueliang's former eldest young master would have a temper and make a tendon problem, and he would refuse to come back in Baoding.

"Where is Han Qing now, call again, let him go back to Jinan tonight."

"There is no definite news yet, the north is chaotic, and we can no longer accurately grasp the intelligence in the direction of North China."

The adjutant hurriedly replied that before he came to see Wu Xiaoliang, he had already urged the confidential secretary to send Zhang Xueliang a telegram and ask him to go south, but he did not come to see Wu Xiaoliang now for Zhang Xueliang's business.

"Junzuo, there is good news in Henan."

There were official documents more than half a meter high piled up on the wide desk, and Wu Xiaoliang buried his head when he heard the adjutant's report.

"Tell me what's going on."

Compared with the more critical battlefield in North China, there should be no surprises for him in Henan, so he is a little indifferent.

"Han Fuyu has been captured."

The pen in Wu Xiaoliang's hand suddenly stopped, and he raised his head to stare at the adjutant.

"What, you say it again."

"Han Fuyu was captured alive."

Wu Xiaoliang got up suddenly, and there were tall official documents piled up on the desk because of this sudden change in the airflow, and there were several documents on the top that suddenly scattered and fell to the ground.

"Bring him to Jinan to see me immediately,"

It's really a little surprise, if Han Fuyu is captured alive, Feng Yuxiang's momentum will be at least half defeated, although Feng Yuxiang has long distrusted Han Fuyu, but he has long been full of wings in the Northwest Army, almost a line of his own, so the Korean people have a place in the Northwest Army, and his influence in the Northwest Army is definitely not represented by a high-level officer of the Northwest Army.

If Han Fuyu can come to Jinan and be persuaded to electrify and openly oppose Feng, there should be many of his original subordinates who will be shaken, as long as the suspicion spreads more and more widely in the Northwest Army, and in the end, the army that surrenders without a fight may not be able to be staged again.

Wu Xiaoliang took over the detailed information about the battle of Luoyang from the adjutant, and looked at it carefully before slowly putting it down.

"This Ma Zhanshan really didn't disappoint me."

"Ma Zhanshan."

It was the first time the adjutant had heard of this name, and he had been with Wu Xiaoliang since he rushed to Shandong, and he had never heard of it, but listening to what Wu Xiaoliang said just now, he seemed to know this person very well.

It turns out that Wu Xiaoliang has done a lot of understanding of the history of the Northeast when he was in the Northeast, but none of the three words Ma Zhanshan are in the text, who is this mysterious person surnamed Ma, it is said that he is still a lieutenant general in the Northeast Army, the difference between the high rank and the low popularity is outrageous, Zhang Xueliang's subordinates can recruit several generals who are good at fighting, he has a little understanding, Yu Xuezhong and Wang Yizhe are Zhang Xueliang's confidants and favorite generals, according to the rules and common sense, this kind of military action of taking advantage of the advantage and making meritorious service should be handed over to the new faction with these two people.

What is the reason why Ma Zhanshan was promoted by the line of fire, and how lucky Ma Zhanshan was, not only won the first battle, but also captured Han Fuyu, the veteran minister of the Northwest Army, this is lively, some people still can't accept this fact, this is all a digression, Feng Yuxiang of the Northwest Army is missing Han Fuyu, a striker armed to the teeth, like a ball that has been drained of air, and can no longer stand up, because in the last Central Plains War, the most capable army was concentrated in his own hands by Han Fuyu, Now the most capable army was immediately routed, captured, and all kinds of dazzling auras were imposed on the ranks of such prisoners of war.

"Henan is good, there is no report on their next strategy."

"Yes, here."

The adjutant flipped through the thick paper in the folder, took out another telegram from it, and handed it to Wu Xiaoliang.

"Division Commander Li is ready to pursue and encircle and annihilate the rout of the Northwest Army overnight, and then enter Tongguan, and in one fell swoop wants Feng Yuxiang to drive out of his last base under the mountain, without Shaanxi, Feng Yuxiang is a tiger with teeth extracted, Junzuo, Feng Yuxiang is defeated."

"Not necessarily, although Han Fuyu's arrest will cause a huge loss of prestige to Feng Yuxiang, but the greatest and deepest prestige in the Northwest Army is still Feng Yuxiang, after all, the Northwest Army was created and maintained by him, so it is still difficult for him to give up this last foundation for a while."

Wu Xiaoliang was in a good mood, and the plan was moving forward according to the strategy that had been formulated in advance, and the problems in the west were over, but the problems in the north were the critical junctures that determined life and death.

"Report, call from North China."

"Read."

……

After the adjutant finished reading, Wu Xiaoliang waved his hand to signal him to step back, the telegram just now revealed the temper of the eldest young master in Zhang Xueliang's bones, in other words, any pragmatic military commander would not do stupid things that would damage the morale and strength of the army, but Zhang Xueliang was Zhang Xueliang after all, and after his temper came up, he simply nailed it to Baoding like a nail.

After reading this rather unobtrusive telegram, Wu Xiaoliang's brows, which had already been stretched, wrinkled tightly, how to make Zhang Xueliang obediently withdraw from Baoding to the south, if he was the commander of the Northeast Army, he did something bad, was captured by the Japanese, or died heroically, it would bring a fatal blow to the Northeast Army.

Because after the previous purges and exclusions, the veterans of Zhang Zuolin's era in the Northeast Army became more and more unpopular with Wu Xiaoliang, and in the next few years, there was no one in the Northeast Army, regardless of prestige and military power, who could completely control the Northeast Army.

"Send the gendarmes to arrest him back, at any cost, once surrounded by the Japanese, if Zhang Hanqing does not return to Jinan, I will ask you."

The secretary who had just reported the battle situation didn't dare to get rid of it, but on the surface, he was respectful, but in fact, he was slandering in his heart, why Zhang Xueliang was unwilling to cross the Yellow River south, and this account should be counted on their heads.

"Back to Junzuo, the gendarmerie has come out, and now they must have crossed the Yellow River, and their task is to bring Zhang Xueliang back intact no matter what the cost."

The office door was pushed open from the outside again, and another confidential secretary burst in with a thick stack of papers.

"Report Junzuo, Shanghai has also started fighting."

Wu Xiaoliang was also a spirit, he did not expect that the Japanese would be so anxious to make such a journey, and no longer care about the appearance of food, they would always knock down Shanghai, so that Jiang Zhongzheng's Nanjing government could not function, he pondered for a while and said to himself:

"Could it be that this is the rhythm of the second Songhu War, but the interval between them is too big, whether we send troops or not."

The adjutant waved his hand to signal that the two confidential secretaries could go out, and he was here to guard, but he didn't open his mouth to ask, and Wu Xiaoliang took the lead.

"This is not only the rhythm of the Second Songhu War, but also a sign before the Japanese army invaded China in an all-out way.

After that, Wu Xiaoliang wrote in the pile of texts, and in a moment the ink was dripping on a blank piece of paper.

"These telegrams are going to go out, and then there will be enough for the Japanese to drink a pot."

Speaking of this, Wu Xiaoliang seemed to remember something, pulled out a brown paper briefcase from the drawer, stuffed the telegram into the briefcase, and handed it to the adjutant.

"There's a photo of the big Japanese guy and an interview record, so let's go out in several parts."

The adjutant took the briefcase and glanced at it a few times, it turned out to be the addresses and names of some newspapers, what kind of trouble is Junzuo going to make, can these things look good to the Japanese if they are given to the newspapers, he stopped talking, answered yes, turned around and went out.

……

Nanjing, Jiang Zhongzheng boarded the car and left without even turning back, this time the field was too sudden, he felt as if he was suddenly thrown to the bottom of the cliff at the highest peak, and for a while, the essence of the two ends of the original sycophants was undoubtedly revealed, but he didn't care about these things now.

Just last night, he had already received the news that the Japanese army had begun to board on the Bund in Shanghai, and the large-caliber naval guns of the Grand Fleet symbolically fired a few cannons, but he did not expect that the landing point was in the densely populated area in the east of Shanghai, and the house was destroyed, and it is said that the fire burned until dawn and did not stop, and before the ink of the Songhu armistice agreement had dried out, the Japanese openly tore up the agreement, which was the most troublesome thing for Jiang Zhongzheng.

The current situation is not as good as the first Songhu War, when he had just unified China in the form of shì, and his prestige had reached an unprecedented point, and at the same time, several major warlords in China, especially Wu Xiaoliang, were still firmly on his side, actively supporting his resistance against Japan, and now, Jiang Zhongzheng not only lost to Wu Xiaoliang militarily, but also gave Wang Zhaoming a small victory in the intra-party struggle, and he had to temporarily leave Nanjing, the power center of the Republic of China, because of this small defeat.

But he was not depressed, he knew that it would not be long before those old guys who watched him step down coldly would have to climb to Fenghua Xikou to beg him to come back, because Jiang Zhongzheng understood that it was a good hand to fight with Wang Zhaoming's ability, but he had a fatal weakness, he was not a person who could withstand great pressure, and at the same time, his lack of military command experience had become his biggest shortcoming in consolidating his position, it was very simple, as long as Wang Zhaoming could defeat the Japanese army in Shanghai and prove his strength, he could completely get rid of Jiang Zhongzheng, and monopolized the power of the Central Committee of the Kuomintang.

It's a pity that Wang Zhaoming can't.

No, before Wang Zhaoming could watch him, Wu Xiaoliang from Shandong had already made a move, and in the bumpy car, looking at today's newspaper, the corners of Jiang Zhongzheng's mouth sneered.

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