The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

As long as they grasp the basic purpose of the Japanese, they only need to simply, accurately and brutally prevent the Japanese from achieving their goals, and then give them a heavy blow, and their strategic goal will be achieved.

Therefore, Hai Pingchuan, ahead of several other troops, was the first to counterattack into Siping town to suppress the riot.

Before he arrived, the guard corps led by Jiang Cheng had basically controlled the chaotic situation in the city.

The quality of the soldiers was too disparate. Moreover, these people did not have a strong fighting will. In addition, Jiang Cheng took the initiative to attack with his guards and slaughtered all the rebel leaders. These soldiers were left leaderless.

"In other words, only the main force of the regular army is attacking Haifu?"

After Hai Pingchuan met up with Jiang Cheng, he couldn't help but sound a little surprised.

It was originally thought that there would be a bloody battle of suppression in the city, but when Jiang Cheng led his brothers to fight their way out of the streets, most of the people surrendered after one round of fighting.

Jiang Cheng nodded in agreement, raised his hand to hold him, and the two brothers walked across the chaos of the entire city to Hai Mansion.

At this time, Hai Rushong was leading another group of troops to clean up the mess, while Jiang Cheng arranged for Hai Rushong's deputy to rescue the wounded and block all important roads to ensure order before dawn.

Soon after, Jin Yanxi and Wang Junshan also arrived. Unlike Hai Pingchuan's close combat forces, their teams were stationed on the periphery.

Just as the city was carrying out post-war rest and cleaning up the battlefield in an orderly manner, the marshal in Fengtian City also received a report and sat up in shock.

Although he was somewhat wary of the provincial governor appointed by himself, Jiang Cheng always maintained a good cooperative relationship with the Zhang family.
In addition, there is currently no one in the Fengtian Army who is more useful and talented than him.

"Is the brat okay? Damn it, you really scared me to death!"

After listening to Zhao Xishun's "safe and sound" report, the Marshal heaved a long sigh of relief, turned around and lay down on the sofa outside the bedroom, gently hitting his still aching forehead.

"Master Shuai, nothing happened to Feilan, but I heard that many people died in Siping—"

Zhao Xishun's face was filled with worry. "I wonder if this is another plan by the devils?"

The Marshal was startled for nothing.

But this cunning old fox quickly regained his composure after a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

Even Xishun could see it. With that brat’s brain, how could he not see that there was something wrong?

"Alright, alright, there was just a mutiny and it woke me up! Look, look - they haven't even taken care of their own people yet, and they're actually sending people over from the interior. Isn't this just waiting for something to happen?"

Marshal Zhang fanned at Zhao Xishun impatiently and drove him out of his room.

But he did not rush back to the bedroom. Instead, he slumped on the sofa with a gloomy face and picked up his pipe.

The situation in the Northeast has basically stabilized - he is confident in his control and will definitely be able to ensure stability outside the Great Wall.

But in Shandong...I'm afraid something is going to happen.

The son believed what Guo Songling said and rushed to Jinan to ask for money;

Of course, he himself is also responsible -

Seeing that the brat could enter Shandong like no one was there with just a White Russian regiment;
Let’s forget about the fact that we successfully snatched Jinan Prefecture from the defeated Anhui generals. The key point is that from the capital to the south, no one cared about this matter.

It was like entering the pass to grab territory, or just slipping away and getting on the kang - even the Marshal himself was jealous!
So when his son mentioned it, he became even more addicted to the colorful world inside the Great Wall. He ignored the opposition of Wu Junsheng and Sun Liechen, and immediately asked his son to break through Shanhaiguan with Guo Guizi to compete with Duan Zhigui for territory.

"Fuck it, I think this is going to get bad!"

Cursing inwardly, Marshal Zhang patted his thigh and recalled the secret telegram from his son-in-law Cao Kun two days ago. The Paris Peace Conference was not going well.

Western powers such as Britain, France, and the United States, actually planned to cede Shandong's sphere of influence to the Japanese for their own interests!
The talks had been going on for several months, and there had been a stalemate for several months... The Chinese delegation, despite having the title of "victorious country", could not get any benefits back.

That's all.

After all, in his eyes, the territory is just the three northeastern provinces outside Shanhaiguan, Rehe and so on... Whether Shandong is allowed to leave or not has little to do with him.

But what really made him feel uncomfortable was the second thing Cao Kun said to him.

"Arms embargo on China".

The Marshal knew very well that the Japanese were a group of ambitious wolves who could never be satisfied. Their current troops stationed in the Northeast were not too large. Even if the Northern Expeditionary Force in Japanese Korea and Siberia were included, there was only one division at most.

But he could also see that the Japanese were encroaching on the resources and land of the Northeast with increasing intensity - and they were simply not getting enough to eat.

In order to deal with these, the Marshal not only used his Japanese advisers, but also continued to maintain good relations with the devils in the Northeast;
In addition, like that brat, he began to flirt with Britain, France, the United States and other countries...trying to use one barbarian to control another!
But if what Cao Kun said is true, and there is really an arms embargo on China——

How can he cooperate with those red-haired devils?

If we strengthen business cooperation, even if we can drive away the Japanese in the future, Northeast China will fall into the hands of the red-haired people again!

It’s not easy.

He lowered his eyes and tapped his gold-thread pipe lightly, the tobacco tumbling and making a dull sound.

"Well, that's it. Liuzi still wants to make tanks--"

After being puzzled for a long time, the Marshal tapped his pipe helplessly and smiled, "Go play with the spoon!"

…………

After clearing the battlefield, Li Shitou returned immediately to report the situation in the city.

But as soon as he entered the room, Duan Xinyu stretched out her slender right hand and shushed him, signaling him to be quiet: "Master just went to bed! Master Li, if you really have something to do, why don't you come back at 15:30?"

The captain of the guard, who was always stubborn and reckless, actually looked into the inner room.

"Aunt, please let me know, and tell me..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng in the room groaned: "Which bastard is outside? Come in..."

The voice sounded tired and unhappy, which made Li Shitou regret going back at this moment.

However, Jiang Cheng, who was sleeping in his clothes, actually sat up and cursed outside in annoyance: "What, don't you understand?"

Li Shitou rubbed his eyes and lifted his eyelids to look, smiling: "It's me, Master Jiang. I'm here to report the situation to you."

Waving his hand to signal him, Li Shitou described the situation in the city one by one:

As expected, the Japanese area was attacked. Fortunately, only three expatriates in the Japanese area suffered minor injuries.

As a result of the rebellion, dozens of people in the city died, mostly in the vicinity of Haifu… Obviously, they were killed by the explosions of the falling shells and the accidental injuries from the heavy machine guns. (End of this chapter)