The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Jiang Cheng knew very well that the Marshal claimed to be out at this time, but in fact he was hiding from him——

He had played this trick many times, and even the Japanese were fooled by him. The old fox knew very well that after several years of development, the Jilin Army had far surpassed the Fengtian Army in terms of numbers, strength, equipment, etc.
The Jiang family is still willing to support him for now, so there is no need for him to turn against them... But also out of consideration for Nanjing, the Marshal is naturally unwilling to let him send troops.

They were all ready to return to the Northeast and continue to be local emperors; let alone Shandong, they didn't even want to care about the capital, let alone the small Jinan Prefecture, they didn't want to get involved.

"Feilan, why are you here——"

Hearing Zhang Hanqing's voice behind him, Jiang Cheng turned around in an instant.

Seeing that the other party suddenly avoided his fiery gaze, Jiang Cheng became even more certain that the Marshal was indeed in the mansion, but was just avoiding him.

"I know, Master Shuai doesn't want me to go to Pingchuan to help, right?"

Jiang Cheng immediately took out the telegram from his pocket and said, "Hanqing, we are brothers, and I will never hide anything from you--"

"Look carefully. Pingchuan is now facing the attack of two major Japanese regiments. Jinan Prefecture...can no longer be defended!"

"Let alone anything else, even if the railway is completed immediately, I might not be able to rush to help in time - the commander has torn up the railway and prevented my reinforcements from leaving. Is he planning to block Shanhaiguan next?"

"Okay, let me ask you, what did you and I learn at the Military Academy? Also, how did Mao Chen teach you?"

"You and I are just going to face the devil like fucking cowards!?"

Zhang Hanqing couldn't answer.

In fact, his expression also changed when he looked at the telegram sent by Hai Pingchuan:
After the first telegram arrived, Hai Pingchuan sent telegrams to Jiang Cheng for help almost once a day.

But it takes time for the troops to mobilize supplies, and it takes time to assemble and march out... let alone marching out from Jilin, which takes even more time!
The words used in the most recent telegram were almost tearful: We will defend our city and not take a single step back; we will defend our land and borders, even if we die on the battlefield!

Zhang Hanqing was moved.

"I……"

But he still suppressed his exposed expression for a moment, straightened his back and said to Jiang Cheng, "No. The commander-in-chief and I agree that I can't go."

Jiang Cheng was furious. He turned around and walked quickly out of the main hall door. He pulled out Browning from his waist and fired three shots into the air.

The loud gunshot frightened the old woman who was carrying a bucket to wash clothes and made her fall to the ground. It also provoked dozens of guards from the Marshal's Mansion to surround Jiang Cheng.

But when everyone saw that it was him who fired the gun, they hesitated.

"Jiang Feilan, what are you crazy about again!?"

Seeing Yang Yuting coming quickly from the end of the corridor, he glared at him angrily, "You bastard, you dare to make trouble in the Marshal's Mansion, come here, give me..."

Before he could even utter the word "take it down", Zhang Hanqing hurried out of the main hall and shouted at everyone to leave: "Feilan, stop messing around..."

"I don't allow you to go to Shandong because I'm afraid that if you don't take the matter seriously, the situation will escalate. The Northeast cannot afford to bear the responsibility!"

"Also, as you and I said...if we send troops to Shandong and get held back by the Japanese, what will happen to the Northeast? What if our retreat is cut off? You..."

Jiang Cheng turned around and glared at him fiercely: "None of your business is to worry about these things——"

As he spoke, he raised his military cap with the smoking muzzle of his gun and growled, "Tell me now, will you let me fight the Japs?"

He didn't say the second half of his sentence, but his dark pupils, like burning ice at this moment, almost made everyone present understand:

If you don't let me fight the Japanese and save my brothers, I will be the second Guo Songling who rebelled against Feng!

"If you want to die, go ahead."

Behind him, Yang Yuting sneered. Zhang Hanqing glared at him: "Yang Yuting, you are also fooling around -"

At this moment, the chief of staff of the Fengtian Army showed a contemptuous expression, half raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng, "Rushing to help a brother from thousands of miles away, how touching is this?"

"How can we stop such a righteous thing?"

After saying that, he smoothed his hair and smiled again, "Pass on the order of the General Staff Headquarters. Shanhaiguan opens its gates... In addition, the Beijing-Fengtian Railway is reopened."

"We have to practice for Master Jiang!"

Jiang Cheng clenched his fists——

At this moment, he was completely clear about what he should do.

…………

That night, the Jilin army assembled in Luanzhou immediately began to change to the southbound route and headed straight for Jinan Prefecture.

Large numbers of fleeing civilians could be seen along the way - wherever the Japanese went, the land was scorched earth, massacred and looted. These poor, unarmed people had no other way out except to escape with their elderly and children.

More than two hours ago, Jiang Cheng received another telegram from Huang Yongan.

Under the attack of the two major Japanese coalition forces, the city of Jinan was broken, and there were bombing planes everywhere overhead. The Japs began to massacre as soon as they entered the city.

He and Hai Pingchuan had been separated. Not only had they lost contact with each other, they were also unable to provide each other with assistance.

But even in such a life-and-death situation, Huang Yongan still did not choose to abandon the city and flee. Instead, he led the already chaotic remaining troops, put on bayonets, carried ammunition, and launched a street fight with the Japanese.

No one has died in life since ancient times.

He expressed this at the end of the telegram.

Wait for me, wait for me a little longer——

As the military train sped along, Jiang Cheng felt palpitations and cold sweat quickly soaked his inner clothes.

The next morning, Zhang Tingshu sent a telegram: The two major Japanese military ports on the coast of Shandong were suppressed by firepower. They sank two Japanese ships, drove them all the way out to the open sea, and were ready to land.

The Jilin reinforcements led by Jiang Cheng have arrived at the outskirts of Jinan... From the distant fields where the green crops have just begun to appear, the sound of gunfire can be heard faintly.

Reconnaissance planes reported that the main force of the Japanese army had not yet fully entered the city, but was constantly distracted by the stubborn resistance in the city.

Based on the coordinates provided, Jiang Cheng immediately ordered the artillery regiment to deploy and launch a fierce attack directly in the direction of the main force of the Japanese devils!

As the tanks slowly advanced, the Japanese troops who were still desperately attacking the city were dumbfounded.

They never expected that after several days, reinforcements would come.

He immediately ordered a change of direction, launched artillery fire at the tank formation, and relied on Shandong's existing fortifications to launch a counterattack against the Jilin army.

“Just what I wanted!”

Jiang Cheng sneered twice, and immediately ordered the fleet of planes cruising nearby to launch an air attack towards the Japanese.

The fighter planes were organized, and each one had a machine gun protruding from its belly, firing wildly at the Japanese troops in the trenches, artillery positions, and other positions.

The flaming meteors were like plowing the land, and wherever they passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere. (End of this chapter)