Boom! With a loud bang, the engineers responsible for the blasting successfully exploded the last command room of the Russian army. The soldiers then poured into it, and the ground was covered with scattered documents. In the middle of the empty basement, Russian commander Sugolov sat dejectedly. He looked dull and motionless.

It was not until the Fengtian army rushed over and followed him that Sugolov said loudly: "I want to see your leader. I want to know who was defeated!"

"You will have a chance, but now I don't have time to pay attention to you!" Huang Xian said loudly, "Take it away and send it to the prisoner-of-war camp."

As the sky shone brightly, Borja's gunshots finally stopped, and the fierce battle overnight finally ended. In addition to the sporadic gunshots in some places, the city has completely fallen into the hands of the Fengtian army.

The victory was delivered to Zhang Tinglan, and the entire command center was filled with excitement. The Fengtian army was cheering. Needless to say, even Wu Peifu showed his sincere admiration.

"Brother Zhuoyan, since the Opium War, there have been few victories in foreign wars, and only the Fengtian army can rewrite history. Now it is the first time to fight out of the country and win the joyfulness. It is a great blessing for the country and a blessing for the people!"

"Brother Ziyu, the Feng army has only won a start now. If you want to continue to win, you must be united and concentrate your efforts in order to truly defeat the Russians, snatch back the lost land, and wash away the shame of the past."

Wu Peifu nodded, and then said solemnly: "Regaining the lost land of the country is a huge matter and overwhelms everything. If Brother Zhuoyan has any instructions, he can raise them. Wu will definitely cooperate with him with all his strength and will never shirk his responsibilities."

When he heard Wu Peifu's statement, Zhang Tinglan and everyone present felt a little happy. It was obvious that if the Fengtian army defeated the Russians, their prestige would continue to increase, and the threat to Beiyang would be more direct. Wu Peifu was able to say this at this time, which shows that he still took the overall situation into consideration, knew the importance of the matter, and was more focused than ordinary people.

"Brother Ziyu, if you want to defeat the Russians, you must not only win them on the battlefield, but also win in public opinion and at the negotiating table. We must coordinate our positions and use the strength of the whole country. The Fengtian Army is in charge of the war situation. Beijing must strive for the support of the great powers. Mobilize national public opinion and put greater pressure on Russia."

Since Wu Peifu truly felt the intensity of the battle, he had given up the idea of ​​directly participating in the war. The equipment and will of the Beiyang Army could not adapt to the battlefield at all. Seeing that the great achievements of regaining their hometown were about to fall into the hands of the Feng army, Wu Peifu was also very anxious.

Now that Zhang Tinglan actually asked Beiyang to participate, no matter what he did, he could always get some credit. Wu Peifu naturally agreed without hesitation: "Don't worry, I will go back to Beijing now. I will definitely support the Fengtian army with all my strength."

"I feel relieved with Brother Ziyu's words. With 400 million compatriots as their backing, the Fengtian army is definitely sure to win this battle." Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Gu Weijun will lead a delegation. Go back to Beijing with Brother Ziyu, and leave the work of contact and negotiation to him, so that it will not worry about Brother Ziyu."

In fact, the Fengtian army is currently fighting with the Russians and even trying to recover the foreign Northeast. There is a huge legal obstacle in terms of law. The Fengtian army itself is a local armed force, and it is widely recognized in China that the Beiyang government. Many negotiations must be followed by the central government in order to be justified.

Now that Wu Peifu was able to cooperate actively, Zhang Tinglan was very happy. The two sides agreed that Wu Peifu did not join Borja with Zhang Tinglan, but went back to Beijing directly.

Zhang Tinglan, Yang Yuting and others stepped on the ruins and walked into the city that was repeatedly ravaged by the war. The whole city was still busy. The soldiers cleaned up the bodies from the ruins and treated the wounded. When they met their brothers, they sent them to the hospital for rescue on stretchers. If they were wounded by Russians, they would give them a peanut and dragged the bodies away.

Many road construction workers and civilians also entered the city. They were cleaning up the ruins and restoring the city's functions as soon as possible. Zhang Tinglan walked forward silently. Not far ahead was a temporary hospital built by a tent. He was rescued and the wounded were treated in a simple manner. He stopped serum woven and then classified the wounded. The critically injured must be sent to the rear for treatment.

Although the casualties data of this battle have not been counted, there is no doubt that it was the most severe of all the losses in history, and wounded people were sent over. A stretcher just passed by Zhang Tinglan. Half of the soldiers on it were covered in blood and half of their right arm was moaning in pain.

Zhang Tinglan took a few steps and arrived next to the stretcher. The wounded soldier seemed to have seen Zhang Tinglan, and immediately showed an excited look on his face, struggling to salute.

"It's time, I'm still talking about vain and lying down honestly. The doctor has seen it for a while and has a good rest. After a while, I'll be a happy man!"

A difficult smile appeared on the soldier's face: "Master General, I recognize you. When Liaoyang was hit by a disaster, it was handled by you and Governor Wang. If it weren't for you, the villagers would have died long ago. You are our great benefactor."

Liaoyang was the first place where Zhang Tinglan implemented the farm system. Now farms are spread throughout the three eastern provinces, and they are vigorously promoting pastures in Mongolia. Liaoyang is worthy of being the first pilot.

Zhang Tinglan couldn't help but ask: "How are the lives of the people in Liaoyang?"

"It's much better. I can eat enough. I have built three tiled houses in my house. My parents said it was given by the Grand Marshal, so I asked me to join the army and serve the Grand Marshal."

Speaking of this, the soldier's eyes were red and tears flashed: "I lost one of my arms this time and could no longer fight the general, and I became a useless person..."

This soldier was only about twenty years old and became disabled. It was too cruel. Zhang Tinglan patted him on the shoulder.

"Whether a man is no longer healthy, the key is a spirit of mind. Everyone is the same. He cannot serve in the army. He can also make a breakthrough in other industries and serve the country. When the independent brigade was first established, a soldier lost an arm on the battlefield and had to leave the army. But now he is managing the Anshan Iron and Steel Factory. Almost all the arms used on the front line use Anshan steel. His contribution to victory is more important than carrying a gun to the battlefield!"

Yang Yuting also smiled and said, "Yes, General Manager Xia Han is the right-hand man of the Marshal in the economic field. He has made many contributions recently. It can be said that the brothers can use excellent weapons and equip heavy artillery with large caliber are inseparable from his efforts. The Marshal is right. He must always maintain a strong spirit. You can't scare you from the battlefield, and you can't scare you even if you have anything to do. What else is scary? You will definitely be able to walk your own path!"

When the soldier heard this, his eyes showed a hint of perseverance, and he no longer moaned in pain, but was constantly thinking about the direction of the future.

Zhang Tinglan and Yang Yuting comforted the other wounded people again, and then arrived at the temporary command center. After sitting down, Sun Anhu seemed to be in a bad mood and frowned.

Yang Yuting asked with a smile: "Old Sun, we have firmly taken the lead in defeating Borja. It will be much easier to fight down. Why are you feeling depressed?"

"I can't figure it out. This victory was exchanged for the brothers' blood and life. Without us, just relying on the materials from Beiyang, how could we have the ability to regain our hometown? As a result, Wu Peifu has picked up the bargain and divided the credit. Isn't it thankless for us?"

"Old Sun, you can't think so. Some things cannot be without the cooperation of Beiyang. The Treaty of Aihui and the Treaty of Beijing were signed by the Qing government. The Republic of China government inherited the policies of the Qing Dynasty and recognized the validity of the treaty. If you want to abolish the treaty, you must come forward, and fight a war of public opinion, win the cooperation of the great powers, and the central government will be much more legitimate."

Yang Yuting explained patiently, and Sun Anhu shook his head with a wry smile: "Chief of Staff, I know these things, but I always feel a little angry and can't turn this way!"

Zhang Tinglan also smiled and nodded: "I'm afraid many brothers will have this idea. I can tell you that as long as you can defeat the Russians and take back the foreign Northeast, we will have a stable rear. At that time, I will do my best to eliminate the privileges of the great powers in the Northeast, drive the Japanese out, and realize the true independence of the Northeast. We can enter the pass with confidence and boldness. Whether it is the Beiyang or the Democratic Party, they will all be swept into the garbage dump of history. As for the concessions, garrisons, and privileges of the great powers, they will be resolved. I, Zhang Zhuyan, either don't fight for the powers in Beijing. If you want to fight, you must be fully confident. I will never learn from Yuan Shikai and be a child emperor for the great powers!"

Zhang Tinglan threw out her strategic concept for the first time. When Sun Anhu and Yang Yuting heard this, they all lit up. This person really has ideas and courage!

"That's right, as long as we defeat the Russians, we will have the same identity as the great powers. At that time, they still want to bully China, and they will definitely not be able to do so!" Yang Yuting said with a smile.

Zhang Tinglan also showed a sneer on her face: "I hate losing money business the most. This time I gave Beiyang some famous benefits, so we have to find them back from other aspects. The Fengtian army is fighting with the Russians. Should the Beiyang government allow talents from all over the world to enter the Northeast? Should we provide us with various strategic materials, should we open up the market within the Guanzhong, and should we vigorously publicize the Fengtian army's achievements? As long as these are done, the world within the Guanzhong will sooner or later have the day when the melons fall."

Just as Zhang Tinglan entered Borja happily, the battle situation in the Tannu Ulianghai thousands of miles away was also changing rapidly. The Russians on the Eastern Front battlefield were retreating, and it was even more difficult to break through in the Tannu Ulianghai and Outer Mongolia.

Buluheer could only order to reduce his troops and make every effort to protect Chita. Under the leadership of the division commander Pakrov, the Third Cavalry Division of the Far East withdrew from Kmuzik in dejectedly and wanted to escape back to Chita.

But a cavalry had already set their sights on them and vowed to leave all the heads of these Russians! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!