A week passed quickly, and the entire Republican Radiance, from high-ranking generals to lower-level officers, and even some civilians who did not understand military affairs, were waiting for the Northern Expeditionary Army to make a move.

However, the Northern Expeditionary Army's approach was a great disappointment, and for a week they continued to cross the river without any threat every day, losing a large number of vital forces in vain.

In the conference room of the capital of Chang'an, the old marshal's face was as gloomy as water, and the one-week time limit for Leng Kite's ultimatum had arrived, and now the question was, whether to cut the 30% of the grain and grass supply or not!

To tell the truth, when the old marshal passed out this ultimatum before, there was mostly intimidation, and he didn't want to see this kind of delay, so he wanted to stimulate Leng Kite and make her make changes.

But Leng Kite didn't know whether to disobey the order, or not to let go, or to have other plans, in short, she ignored this ultimatum, and the eastern, central and western armies stopped on the south bank of the Yellow River without moving, and at least one battalion of troops was lost every day.

Now, the time limit has come, whether the grain and grass will be cut or not.

If it is cut, the old marshal is worried about whether Leng Kite has any deployment in secret, after all, this stupid style of play is very different from the ferocity of the first stage of the Northern Expedition, and it is completely inconsistent with Leng Kite's own character, it is simply a different person, it shouldn't be like this, if he cuts grain and grass, it will be worth the loss to disrupt her plan.

But if he doesn't cut it, firstly, the status quo is disappointing, and secondly, the handsome order has been issued, even if he deliberately wants to favor Leng Kite, but he can't change the order overnight, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.

The old marshal was really sad for a few nights, he preferred to believe that Leng Kite was not incompetent and mediocre, but secretly had some plans, but he repeatedly read the Northern Expedition report written by Leng Kite, and carefully studied Leng Kite's array, and really couldn't see what mysteries could be hidden in it.

Jiangzong already has a mature defensive circle in the two provinces of Jin and Lu, not to mention the Yellow River moat, even if it is fought on normal terrain, the Northern Expedition Red Army does not have much advantage.

The reason why Leng Kite captured Yanzhou, Bianliang, and Qizhou in three ways, the old marshal did not understand, but it was just to let the Chinese army led by him insert it from the two provinces of Jin and Lu after crossing the river, and cut off the connection at the same time, the army of Yanzhou went left to right, and the army of Qizhou went right to left, playing a fierce "combination punch offensive".

If this method of action was used at the end of the first stage of the Northern Expedition and when the rebel defense line had not yet stabilized, it would have had a good effect, but now that the defensive circle is mature, it is very unwise to insist on this method of fighting.

The general who was hostile to Leng Kite stood up again and said in a deep voice: "Generalissimo, the Northern Expeditionary Army can no longer open a breakthrough, and Leng Kite has not withdrawn for a long time, so there is enough reason to believe that she has lost her due command reason, and I suggest that Leng Kite's military authority be revoked immediately and the army will be recalled to avoid the expansion of losses." ”

The old marshal didn't speak, and Liu Fusu spoke silently: "Based on my perception of Leng Kite, she should have a good plan." ”

Liu Fusu belongs to the dove, Leng Kite belongs to the hawk, although the two are childhood sweethearts and have a good personal relationship, but politically they are like fire and water, this is one of the few times Liu Fusu spoke for Leng Kite, which makes people wonder about their intentions.

The general didn't buy it, and said very politely: "I'm sorry, General, I, including most of you here, don't see any good plan, if you can see it, please point it out." ”

Liu Fusu shook his head silently, and sighed: "It's just a hunch, Leng Kite is more accomplished than me in military affairs, and I am not enough to judge it shortly." ”

The old marshal stared at the strategic map with a frown, and now the biggest problem is the Yellow River, which is the "mother river" of the northern region in the old era! It blocked the Red Army with a trench posture, making it difficult for it to attack, there was no place to put its mouth at all, the old marshal looked at it for a long time, and said hesitantly: "She gives me the feeling ... As if waiting for something..."

The general muttered, "Wait for the loss of a battalion a day..."

"Someone, bring me the battle report of the Eagle Banner Army, as long as the Eagle Banner Army's." The old marshal ordered that if Leng Kite really made any small moves, he would definitely send his own people to do it, and would not hand it over to those transferred from other military departments.

After receiving the information, the old marshal solemnly flipped through it, the initial spiritual power field blocked communications, sent ghosts to clean up front-line spies, large depth airdrops tore apart the defense line, trapped camp attack, crow night attack, and other reports were presented in detail, and even how many people died and how they died.

Suddenly, the old marshal's brows tightened, and he asked solemnly, "Why is a part missing?" Why didn't the battle report of the wolf pack be brought? ”

The soldier in charge of document management looked dazed, wiped a cold sweat from his head, and said: "Report to the Generalissimo, this is all the reports, there is nothing missing. ”

"What?" The old marshal didn't understand even more, the wolf pack has always been one of the four major combat units of the Eagle Banner Army, and the big and small battles are never absent, especially the white wolf captain is the most ferocious, and there are corpses everywhere he goes.

If it wasn't missed, it meant that the wolves didn't participate in the battle from beginning to end, and they were inexplicably hidden and disappeared.

But it really shouldn't be, the size of this force is second only to the trapping camp, don't listen to the word "battalion" in the trapping camp, in fact, the whole staff is half a division, more than 5,000 people, the wolf pack is almost three regiments and one brigade, nearly 4,000 people, Leng Kite can't be stupid enough to hide such an important force.

Some generals didn't take this detail to heart, and spoke out on the previous topic: "Generalissimo, please give the order, now the retreat can still keep the vested results, and let Leng Kite continue to be so confused, once the rebels launch a counterattack, I am afraid we will be unable to bear it!" ”

"Hey..."Finally, the old marshal seemed to be a little older again, and he was helplessly forced to look at him, it was really not that he was ruthless, how could he have given the handsome order, Leng Kite's approach was indeed disappointing, and the people's livelihood was almost unbearable, and this was not a problem that could be solved by cutting grain and grass, it was really impossible to maintain the current style of play...

"Come, draft a telegram, call the high command of the Northern Expeditionary Army." The old marshal made his final decision, his eyes were as deep as water, and he said in a cold voice, "General Leng Kite, the supreme commander of the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Republic of Wisdom, has suffered serious losses in the second stage of his ineffective command, which has caused the army to suffer serious losses, and after discussion at the meeting, it has been judged that he is not suitable for continuing to fight, and he is now deprived of it..."

When the old marshal spoke, Leng Kite's political enemies could barely hide the smugness on their faces, and they were all thinking about how to laugh at Leng Kite in the future, but they didn't have time to be happy for long, and before the old marshal could finish speaking, a stumbling communication soldier suddenly broke in from outside the door.

The communication soldier struggled to push away the guards' blockade, the blood made his face crimson, and his eyes were squeezed out of a lot of bloodshots, and the whole person shouted hoarsely: "Generalissimo! Something is wrong! ”

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