The battles at the front, where orders were given, were also unusually fierce. The forms of the three major battlefields are naturally different, but the degree of tragedy and tragedy is similar.

The fierceness of the battle was greater than ever before, and the flesh mills that China and Japan repeatedly fought over appeared in Shanghai, Shandong, and Northeast China, and the casualties on the battlefield in Shanghai were in the thousands, the army columns were full of wounded, sick and wounded in the rear, and the major hospitals were overcrowded.

At this time, the front-line command of the three major theaters was also busy, and the supreme commanders of the three theaters were all frowning, and at this time, no one was sure how many more days they could hold out, and no one knew where the Japanese would fight tomorrow.

Zhang Zhizhong and Liu Jian have always been serious, and everyone doesn't think it's strange that they have been straining their faces, but the battle was tragic and difficult, and even Zhang Xueliang, who laughed and scolded on weekdays, couldn't stop sighing.

"Look, this is an order just issued by the Ministry of Defense in Nanjing, and it will take a week for the supply aid and reinforcements to arrive." Zhang Xueliang put a freshly copied telegraph on the table, and Yu Xuezhong, Huang Xiansheng, He Zhuguo and other generals of the old Northeast Army immediately came over to check it.

The original Supreme Military Council Hall of the Fengjun Army, and now the conference room of the Northeast Theater General Command Headquarters, are also the highest defense places in the Northeast Theater.

"Young marshal, don't say it's seven days, it's just that the front line can't hold out for three days. It's not about supplies or anything, it's that the troops are almost gone! Speaking of support, Yu Xuezhong, the commander of the Eleventh Army, couldn't help but shake his head.

Zhang Xueliang lightly hammered his fist on the table, and he pursed his mouth and shook his head.

After a while, he tried his best to control his emotions and said: "The situation in the three major battlefields is like this now, and there are not many troops to distribute to each front. The troops that can be mobilized are all building a second line of defense......"

"Young marshal, didn't your subordinates say it, isn't Nanjing authentic? This is a clear plan to borrow Japan's hand to eat the foundation of our old Northeast Army! He, Huang Ke, regarded us as a ......thorn in his side when he was reorganized," General Rong Zhen of the Operations Staff said worriedly.

"Shut up!" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xueliang drank him. Rong Zhen stopped talking, and Zhang Xueliang said angrily: "What kind of bastard are you talking about? In Liu Jian in Shandong and Zhang Zhizhong in Shanghai, they didn't take a step back! Are you embarrassed to say that it is the old Northeast Army? Now the Japanese are fighting our Northeast! ”

Rong Zhen was a little embarrassed by Zhang Xueliang's words, and Huang Xiansheng on the side saw this scene, and hurriedly said: "Young marshal, General Rong has no other meaning, he just doesn't want to see the brothers on the front line being beaten up like this!" ”

Zhang Xueliang said: "Du Yuming's troops are building a second line of defense, if they are all transferred to the front line, the Japanese will break through the defense line and be a flat river!" Can't you even understand this? Nanjing is considering the whole picture. ”

At the end, he added: "Ammunition supplies and supplies are transferred from our various warehouses and battalions, and we can take as much as we can." ”

"That soldier ......," Yu Xuezhong asked tentatively.

"I'll figure it out again, so be it, Rong Zhen will report the losses of each unit in a while, and then let the logistics department sort out the supplies we can transfer. Also, show your voice, you have organized all the police forces in the province these days, distributed ammunition to them, maintained order on weekdays, and finally been able to take over! ”

After Zhang Xueliang finished speaking, Huang Xian, who is also the police chief of the three eastern provinces, said yes, and then Zhang Xueliang waved his hand to dismiss the meeting. And everyone began to go about their own work.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Xueliang went to the side room next to the conference room and wanted to take a nap, he hadn't slept properly for several days, and he was now trying to rest as much as possible, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold it at all.

Entering the side room, the button of his military jacket, he wanted to take off his shirt, but he didn't take it off and put it on directly, and took the hot towel handed by the guard chief Yu Haisheng, he wiped his face and leaned back on the sofa to prepare to sleep.

Yu Haisheng closed the door and stood at the door, and drove the people who were busy at the door to the office next to him, so as not to disturb the young marshal's rest.

Although it was quiet, Zhang Xueliang couldn't sleep. What Rong Zhen said was actually to uncover a scar in his heart, which was the last thing he wanted to mention, sometimes he really didn't want to think about it, but in his mind, he couldn't help but think about it.

The facts are in front of us, and several group armies that were originally reorganized from the old foundation of the Northeast are now on the front line, while other units of the National Defense Forces are building defensive lines on the second line. The front line is in full swing, but the back is in the happy Kan Dashan, which makes who not be suspicious?

Could it be that Huang Ke really wants to eradicate the Northeast Army with the help of the Japanese?

As the son of a warlord, Zhang Xueliang has a deeper understanding of guns than others, and he knows that all the things he got since he was a child were made out by his father with guns, and even his current status and reputation are the result of the exchange of guns. Although he later accepted the unified reorganization of the Nanjing government, the gun was still firmly held in his hand, but now that the gun is about to run out, various reasons have to make people think more.

Zhang Xueliang raised his head, and in the center of the small lounge hung a photo of his father Zhang Zuolin in military uniform. He thought of some small things when he had just accepted the adaptation of the Nanjing government, when someone had the courage to persuade him to replace the photo of the old handsome with Mr. Zhongshan's, after all, he had accepted the unified dispatch and command of Nanjing, Zhang Xueliang did not agree, he naturally had some guilt about the death of the old handsome in his heart, and what can a photo represent?

However, as others said, a few years later, when Huang Ke inspected the defense of Northeast China, he was also arranged to take a break in this room. Huang Ke pushed the door into the room and was stunned for a moment after seeing Zhang Zuolin's hanging photo, then he straightened his waist and slowly raised his right hand, giving Zhang Zuolin a standard military salute in the photo.

After saluting, Zhang Xueliang felt a little surprised, he could see that Huang Ke was not deliberately pretentious, but wanted to do it from the bottom of his heart.

Huang Ke saluted and turned his head to Zhang Xueliang and said, "In fact, someone told me about this photo when I first arrived in Shenyang. I'll take a look today, and it looks like it's true! ”

Zhang Xueliang was shocked, and he said with a serious expression: "What does Mr. mean?" ”

Huang Ke waved his hand generously and said, "I won't say anything about flattery." I still admire Yu Shuai. However, it is ultimately limited by the times. ”

As he spoke, Huang Ke sat down, and he motioned for Zhang Xueliang to sit down as well. After the two sat down, Huang Ke lit a cigar, took a deep breath and spit it out.

"Han Qing, if you really change the photo of Yu Shuai in this room to Mr. Zhongshan's, I will look down on you a little."

"......" Zhang Xueliang raised his eyebrows and was shocked.

Huang Ke continued: "If a person wants to be loyal to a country and a government, he must first be filial to his parents, and such a person is true temperament. If a person can't even take care of his parents, wife and children, can he be expected to be loyal to the country? Yu Shuai's matter is a knot in your heart, if you change the photo at this time, wouldn't it be very scheming? ”

After speaking, Zhang Xueliang understood it, and he held Huang Ke's hand with some gratitude and said, "Those who know me say that I am worried!" ”

Now that I think about it, the place where I shook hands was here, and this photo has been placed here, is it really my own judgment that I was wrong?

Zhang Xueliang looked at his father's photo and said to himself: "Father, what do you say your son should do?" ”

Quack! When he was pondering, the door of the lounge suddenly opened, and it was none other than the assistant commander Zhang Zuoxiang.

Zhang Xueliang immediately came back to his senses, and he said calmly: "The assistant commander is here!" ”

Zhang Zuoxiang is not young, he walked over with a crutch, sat down on the sofa next to him, and motioned for Zhang Xueliang to sit down.

"What's wrong with the sixth son, why are you bothering here?" Zhang Zuoxiang asked.

Zhang Xueliang sighed and said: "The Japanese on the front line are too badly surrounded, and the casualties are too heavy!" ”

Zhang Zuoxiang pursed his mouth on the crutch in thought, and after a while, he said: "Sixth son, have you wiped out all the old foundations of our Northeast Army?" Do you think that Nanjing is consuming our strength? ”

Zhang Xueliang nodded, in front of the assistant marshal, he had nothing to reserve.

"Liuzi, let me ask you, if there is no assistance from the central government, will you fight Japan in 918?" Zhang Zuoxiang asked.

Zhang Xueliang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, this matter was asked to his heart, he didn't know what to say, so he had to stop talking.

Zhang Zuoxiang continued: "The Japanese are not only fighting in our Northeast, but also in Shandong and Shanghai, they are all sending troops, and they are all fighting fiercely...... Since the beginning of the first year, they want to eat the whole of China, do you understand what I say? ”

Zhang Xueliang naturally understood what he meant.

Zhang Zuoxiang continued: "Don't say that we are all national defense forces now, even if we are all warlords at the beginning, Japan called us in the northeast, can we not fight?" What are you afraid of when the old foundation is gone? How many people are there in our Northeast and China? If we have destroyed a batch, we will go up again, and as long as we can't defeat it, they will not be able to occupy China. ”

"Don't believe that someone is talking nonsense, if they all think like that, China will be fucking finished!"

Zhang Xueliang stopped talking, but his thinking expression was a little relieved. Zhang Zuoxiang saw that he had almost finished speaking, and also got up and said: "Come on, you have a good rest, I'll go back first, you think carefully about what I said today." ”

After speaking, Zhang Zuoxiang stood up and walked out, Zhang Xueliang's thoughtful brows were relieved at this time, he spread out a blanket, took off his military boots and went to sleep.

After a while, there was a snoring in the lounge.