The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Looking back at the veteran general of the Fengtian Army, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but choke up and said, "I'll ask them to find famous doctors right away. They will definitely, definitely cure you!"

Looking back at his serious gaze, Sun Liechen actually smiled with relief and shook his hand vigorously: "In my life... following Master Shuai to conquer the world, I've had enough of the excitement and the trouble!"

"Northeast China, our black soil - ahem, someone has to protect it, right?"

He stared at Jiang Cheng in a trance, and suddenly his throat tightened and he couldn't utter anything. He just let go of Jiang Cheng's hand and pointed tremblingly at his adopted son and confidant who were kneeling on the ground.

Jiang Cheng understood what he meant, and hurriedly grasped his last unwilling hand, and nodded vigorously: "Sixth Uncle, just rest assured!"

"As long as I, Jiang Cheng, am still alive, Jiu Nian and Run Chuan will be my brothers in life and death - the Northeast is our home, and the brothers will definitely protect him!"

"No matter if they are the bastards in the interior or the Japanese, if they dare to have a plan, we will kill them one by one!"

In fact, when he said these words, the old veteran on the sickbed had gradually lost consciousness... In his last increasingly distant sight, it seemed as if he had returned to several years ago.

He was full of vigor and bravery, charging into battle with such heroic spirit——

"northeast."

When those eyes closed, this loyal and brave veteran who dedicated his entire life to his homeland and left no offspring left behind his last attachment.

"Sixth Master, Sixth Master!"

Liu Runchuan was the first to cry out, kneeling beside the bed, looking extremely miserable.

Jiang Cheng was also heartbroken. He had sought medical advice and medicine before just to save his life.

After all, he understood that Sun Liechen was a good fighter and a loyal and brave general. If such a person could fight after the September 18 Incident...

Moreover, Jiang Cheng has always kept in mind the assistance this veteran has given him over the years.

"It's all because of Yang Yuting. I'm not done with him!"

Just when everyone was grieving, Sun Jiunian, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, suddenly burst into an angry roar, and then jumped up from the ground and cursed, "If they hadn't been meddling, why would Sixth Master have run out in the wind and snow to meet them!?"

Jiang Cheng knew that he actually wanted to curse the other instigator more, but Sun Liechen, who had been loyal to the Northeast and the Zhang family all his life, was still dead, so as an adopted son, he could only find trouble with Yang Yuting.

"I, I'll go find them!"

As he said this, the rough man quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist and turned around to cause trouble -

However, Jiang Cheng stood up in shock and stopped him coldly: "Nine Years, are you going to cause trouble now?"

It was unclear how loud the voice was, but the intimidating aura of a high-ranking official made everyone present shudder.

Sun Jiunian's anger disappeared, and he turned around and glared at Jiang Cheng fiercely, but in an instant he became bitter: "Master! Master Jiang... I, I, my father is gone!"

"When he raised me, he said that I had been sworn brothers with Master Shuai for exactly nine years, so he gave me this name... I know that even if it was my father's will, I should be loyal to his Zhang family, but, but this..."

Before he could finish, Jiang Cheng sighed and walked forward.

He raised his hand and patted his trembling shoulder, then slowly said: "Let's take care of Sixth Master's funeral first—"

At this moment, he looked around at everyone present and said firmly, "This account is not settled yet."

…………That night, the Liu family sent a joint telegram to inform all the generals under the Fengtian Army of the funeral.

Yang and Zhang, who were sleeping, were also awakened. When they rushed over, the entire Liu Mansion was already covered with mourning clothes and white banners.

It started snowing again in Jinzhou, fluttering lightly, as if seeing this gentleman off.

The war to quell the rebellion was still going on, so Sun Liechen's funeral was not grand - but Marshal Wu Junsheng and others all came, even Feng Delin, who had been recuperating in Zhengjiatun.

The brothers were crying in the hall... especially the Marshal. This time Jiang Cheng was willing to believe that he was sincere:
Because among the eight brothers, apart from him, Zhang Zuoxiang is the only one who is trustworthy.

"Feilan, you and Hanqing fought well in this battle—"

After leaving the mourning hall, the Marshal rubbed his red eyes, stared at the white snow in the sky and said softly, "Follow me back and lead the troops in Fengtian."

Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

In fact, this matter can be roughly guessed from Yang Yuting's reaction.

This battle of Guo Songling obviously hurt the foundation of Fengtian Army. Sun Liechen, the most capable fighter of the old faction, was gone... Almost all the new faction promoted by his son and Guo Guizi rebelled;
If nothing unexpected happens, the Fengtian Army will be ruled by Yang Yuting's non-commissioned officers in the future.

The Marshal naturally doesn't want to see this kind of thing.

He would definitely think of winning over a few other forces to check and balance Yang Yuting... He himself would definitely be the most suitable candidate.

Wade into this muddy water?

Is it any good for me?

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes and thought quickly: He knew the Marshal's intentions, and he also understood that if he set foot in Fengtian, he would become a thorn in Yang Yuting's side no matter what.

"Master, you look down on me too much."

Jiang Cheng pouted and chuckled, "I'm the same as our Second Master. You can ask me to go and ride horses, herd livestock, and guard the house, but if you ask me to go to Fengtian and lead the troops—"

"Hey, kid, I'm going to make trouble for you in a few days! Besides, will the Japanese be willing to do that? I heard from your former Honjo consultant that my brain seems to be worth two dollars."

After pacifying Guo Guizi, the Marshal and the little devils will turn their attention to the interior of the country; now is the best time to manage Heilongjiang Province. Don't even think about asking me to go to Fengtian to balance the forces for you!
"Hey, what's up? Are you complaining that the gatehouse of my mansion is too small and can't accommodate a big Buddha like you?"

The Marshal was about to curse when his son Zhang Hanqing came out. Seeing the two standing under the porch talking, he walked up to them with some dissatisfaction: "What are you whispering about behind my back again?"

Jiang Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Master Shuai told me to follow you from behind - to be your study companion!"

The Marshal made a "tsk" sound and was about to scold, but Zhang Hanqing immediately glared at him: "Dad, are you serious? How old am I? Why do I still need a study companion?"

"The legion only needs me. I have many brothers under my command. Just let Fei Lan take care of Jilin."

"Besides, there are so many things going on in Rehe, Mobei. Can Duan Congbin be the only one in charge of port trade?"

The Marshal was blocked by his son and was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He just wanted to curse in his heart, "You know shit..." If I don't find someone to support you, what if Yang Yuting does something wrong again?
"Okay, I'm wasting my time, right?"

The Marshal smiled bitterly and shook his head, "But - Fengtian doesn't have to go. As for the current matter, you, General Jiang, have to take care of it for me, right?"

He was talking about Guo Guizi's affairs... Obviously, the Marshal knew that he had not done his best, and he also felt that he could not let the Guizi take all the credit, so as to avoid being blackmailed by them in the future. (End of this chapter)