Zhang Zuolin slapped his hand on the table and cursed angrily: "Mom, what a fool! This little Japanese brat is really treating me like a monkey!"
Just after the Jinan tragedy, the actions of the Japanese army gave Zhang Zuolin hope. In order to obtain help from the Japanese, he finally agreed to turn the private treason agreement into a public contract between the two countries.
Zhang Zuolin didn't want to be accused of being a traitor, so he asked the acting chief of transportation, Chang Yinhuai, to sign. Chang Yinhuai refused to sign the traitorous contract and resigned directly to work as an apartment in Tianjin.
Zhang Zuolin asked Liu Jingshan, the director of the Department of Highways, to sign, but Liu Jingshan refused and resigned. Zhang Zuolin immediately appointed Zhao Zhen, the director of the Department of Navigation, as deputy director of transportation, and acted as the deputy director of the Ministry of Transportation. He contracted two roads in Duntu and Changchun.
Signed and stamped.
The Japanese were afraid that Zhang Zuolin would regret it, so they had to ask him to sign it in person.
Zhang Zuolin had no choice but to sign the remaining three-way contract, but only wrote the words "Read, OK" without writing the date and name, making it easier for him to regret it later.
Before Zhang Zuolin had time to be happy, Japan suddenly sent a warning letter to the governments of Peiping and Nanjing. The general content was: The Japanese army will prevent fighting in Peiping to prevent the riot from spreading to the Northeast. If Zhang Zuolin evacuates from Peiping peacefully, the soldiers will be guaranteed
If the North and the South fight in Beiping and Fengjun retreats to Shanhaiguan or areas of interest to Japan, Japan will prevent Fengjun and the Northern Expeditionary Army from entering.
northeast.
This is a fucking joke. Zhang Zuolin regards the Northeast as his hometown. Now, instead of helping him fight the war, the Japanese may prevent him from returning to his hometown.
"Commander Yu, calm down," Yang Yuting advised. "For the current plan, we can only withdraw our troops first before the southern thieves attack Beiping, so as not to leave an excuse for the Japanese army to take action."
"Mom, what a fool," Zhang Zuolin touched his shiny forehead and said angrily, "I am now a traitor to my country. This damn little Japan, not only does it not help, but it even wants to occupy my home!"
"If you seek skin from a tiger, you will inevitably be bitten by it," Yang Yuting sighed, "Shuai Yu, make a decision quickly."
Zhang Zuolin called his messenger: "Call back the prime minister, the six sons, and the others. I want to have a meeting!"
…
At the end of May, Huairen Hall.
Zhang Zuolin, Zhang Zuoxiang, Sun Chuanfang, Yang Yuting, Zhang Xueliang and other senior Beiyang generals gathered together to analyze the situation and discuss solutions.
"Retreat and go back to your hometown." Zhang Zuoxiang said helplessly.
Sun Chuanfang's eyes were bloodshot and he roared: "We can't retreat. If we retreat further, we will have no chance of success! Yushuai, allocate some more money, food and ammunition to me. As long as I, Sun, guard the front line, it is impossible for the Southern thieves to attack."
Pingjin!”
Zhang Zuolin comforted him: "Xinyuan, don't get excited. Drink some tea first to moisten your throat. Look at you, your voice is hoarse when you speak."
"Yushuai, I really can't retreat!" Sun Chuanfang begged.
Yang Yuting rolled his eyes and said angrily: "How can we fight if we don't return it? Please ask the goddess to curse the opponent to death?"
Sun Chuanfang slammed the table angrily: "Young surnamed Yang, you have no fucking good intentions! You call yourself Little Zhuge, I have never seen such a useless and useless Zhuge Liang like you!"
"Sun, please keep your mouth clean!" Yang Yuting shouted back angrily.
"Okay, okay," Zhang Zuolin persuaded with a smile, "This battle can't be fought now. The green hills are still there, so we don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Let's go to the northeast and lie dormant for two years, waiting for another trouble in the Central Plains.
Can you call me back?"
Sun Chuanfang clenched his fists and wanted to speak, but he hesitated. He felt aggrieved.
As of today in this battle, Sun Chuanfang's territory in the five provinces has been lost, and only 20,000 to 30,000 remnants of his hundreds of thousands of troops are left. If he really retreats to the northeast with Feng Jun, he will completely fall under Zhang Zuolin's subordinates in the future.
And what about Zhang Zuolin?
It's funny to say that after nearly two years of fighting, the direct lineage of the Fengjun basically suffered no major losses. Those who died were all miscellaneous members of the Fengjun (Zhang Zongchang, Chu Yupu's Zhilu Allied Forces), as well as people from Sun Chuanfang and Wu Peifu.
Zhang Zuolin is like a gambler. He still has all his capital in his hands, and all his losses were won at the card table. Now he can return to the Northeast and come and go as he pleases.
Zhang Zuolin could retreat, but Sun Chuanfang could not, but the situation was so pressing that he could not help but not retreat.
Sun Chuanfang stopped talking and stared at the ceiling blankly, letting the generals discuss the retreat plan.
After the meeting, Sun Chuanfang left Huairen Hall in a daze like a zombie.
Zhang Xueliang walked to Zhang Zuolin and whispered: "Father, be careful of the Japanese when you retreat, they may be detrimental to you."
"Of course I have to be careful. If Mom pulls a punch, little Japan will almost point a gun at my nose." Zhang Zuolin said angrily.
As early as a month ago, the Kwantung Army headquarters was moved from Lushun to Fengtian, and the entire Japanese army in the Northeast was on combat readiness.
Zhang Zuolin could not have been unaware of these actions of the Japanese army. As an old bandit, he still cherished his life and prepared several retreat plans just to confuse Japanese spies.
The next day, Zhang Zuolin issued a "General Retreat Order" via telegram, ordering the Beiyang soldiers on the front line to retreat.
Neither Zhang Zongchang nor Chu Yupu wanted to withdraw. One of their territories was in Shandong and the other in Hebei. They were in a similar situation to Sun Chuanfang. As long as they returned to the northeast, they would become Zhang Zuolin's subordinates without any freedom at all. Even the troops might even be captured.
Swallow.
Chu Yupu stood nearby and watched Zhang Zongchang make the call.
Zhang Zongchang held the phone and begged: "Yushuai, we can't retreat. I still have 50,000 people here, and we can still fight. I called you my biological father. I really can't retreat!"
"Retreat and save your strength." Zhang Zuolin said and then hung up.
"Save your paralysis!" Zhang Zongchang was furious and smashed the phone to pieces.
Chu Yupu opened the military map, sat down on the table, smoked a cigarette and said, "What should I do?"
"What else can we do?" Zhang Zongchang said angrily, "Retreat, retreat to the northeast and work as a dog for Zhang Zuolin!"
Chu Yupu said with a ferocious face: "I still want to fight until the last soldier is dead! I have only been a warlord for two years, and I am not satisfied yet. I can't just hand over the territory like this."
"Let's fight!" Zhang Zongchang said, "Those bastards in the south will have to pay a price if they want to drive us brothers away!"
"Okay, then fight." Chu Yufeng said sharply.
Even if they wanted to retreat, it would not be easy. Because the battle line was surrounded by two sides, once something went wrong during the retreat, the whole army would almost be defeated.
The next day, Chu Yupu had just finished making combat arrangements when Chu Nanxiang suddenly rushed in and said: "Commander, Zhang Zongchang abandoned his troops and ran away."
Chu Yupu was stunned for a long time, and finally held back a few words: "Zhang Zongchang, I am your ancestor!"
