These dozen or so soldiers were also extremely smart. They were afraid that their commander would betray them, so they secretly carried steamed buns on their backs to the commander's barracks, secretly stuffed a bag of steamed buns into the commander's camp, and then took it out from their clothes.
Two boxes of canned beef were handed into the hands of the officer, and then he went back with peace of mind.
Although the officer said that he could still get enough to eat in the past few days, he was already so hungry that his chest was pressed to his back. When he saw the food and beef brought up by his subordinates, his hunger had been overcome.
Reasonable, he started eating in a hurry before his soldiers walked out of the barracks.
The other soldiers were even more hungry. It would be a great blessing to have white steamed buns to eat, and they also knew where these steamed buns came from.
At this time, the entire Feng Yuxiang's station in Peiping City was surrounded by Zhang Zuolin. Only Fengjun's military camp not far away had food. Anyone who was not a fool would know the origin of this food.
But who can care about this at this time? As long as they eat one more mouthful, they will have more hope of living, so they don't care and just eat.
The next morning, Feng Yuxiang listened to the report of his generals, and his face was extremely ugly. Last night, his soldiers fled in large numbers, more than a battalion in number.
This is definitely not accidental, and is even deliberately indulged by some officers. But Feng Yuxiang knows that as long as he does not have food for a day, more of his soldiers will escape day by day. In the final analysis, this matter cannot be blamed on the soldiers.
Once life is threatened, discipline and so on become empty talk.
Moreover, most of these soldiers have no faith, and they don’t know what faith is. They come to serve as soldiers, either to get promoted and make a fortune, or to fill their stomachs, but they can’t even have enough food to eat when they become soldiers.
When the time comes, they will naturally choose to run away.
When he got up the next day, Gao Hongyi found that many Feng Yuxiang's soldiers had come to his camp. The cooking squad leader here had already prepared porridge and steamed buns under Han Baihang's order last night, so the soldiers from this battalion had just fled.
There's something to eat when you come here.
Han Baihang looked at these soldiers, as if they were not eating in a local military camp but in his own army. He had no precautions. The gun in his hand had long been thrown aside, and each steamed bun was stuffed into his cheeks.
He stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth vigorously.
They were really hungry.
Three consecutive days have passed, and more than two battalions have come to Han Baihang to eat and surrender, and this number is still rising.
In just a few days, in addition to Feng Yuxiang's soldiers, people from Beiping City who heard that Han Baihang was good at running the army and that Han Baihang's soldiers could eat pork and stewed vermicelli also came to join the army.
Han Baihang didn't expect that his meal of pork stewed vermicelli would have such a great effect, allowing him to increase the strength of a regiment in just a few days.
Han Baihang was happy here, but for Feng Yuxiang, he was almost crying.
His soldiers had no food and were constantly running away. He was almost unable to control the situation.
At this time, there was only one choice before Feng Yuxiang.
He called his adjutant and came to meet Han Baihang.
Han Baihang saw Feng Yuxiang's adjutant and roughly guessed what he meant, but Han Baihang was not anxious at all. The person who should be anxious at this time should be Feng Yuxiang, not himself.
Han Baihang politely welcomed Feng Yuxiang's adjutant into the barracks. Without saying a word, he first served a large bowl of pork stewed vermicelli. Han Baihang didn't have anything else these days, but he still had some pork from the carts of Feng Yuxiang he robbed a few days ago.
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Although the adjutant was hungry, he represented Feng Yuxiang after all, so he pretended to give in and ate hungrily. Han Baihang sent someone to pour him a glass of water and put it next to him, fearing that he would choke himself.
After hurriedly finishing the pork stewed vermicelli, he burped twice as the adjutant ordered, drank a glass of water to calm down, and then said slowly: "Thank you, Mr. Han, for the treat!"
Han Baihang felt very funny in his heart when he saw that this man was like this and still so poor.
The adjutant continued: "Our General Feng sent me here because we hope to express our intention to Marshal Zhang that we are willing to leave Peiping. Our General Feng has been suffering from old illnesses for many years and hopes to go to Tiantai Mountain in the west of Beijing to recuperate. We also hope that Marshal Zhang can
Make a way!"
After hearing this, Han Baihang thought to himself that his guess was correct. On the one hand, he sent someone to inform Zhang Zuolin. On the other hand, he sent someone to bring a pot of pork stewed vermicelli and handed it to the adjutant: "I haven't seen General Feng for a long time.
Well, during the war, I didn’t have anything good to give to General Feng. This bowl of pork stewed vermicelli is disrespectful. I’d like you to give it to General Feng for me. Thank you very much!”
This adjutant, Han Baihang, the natural way, once worked with General Feng under Wu Peifu. Therefore, he thought that they had a good relationship, so he could not refuse and accepted Han Baihang's "gift".
Zhang Zuolin heard the report from Han Baihang's soldiers and knew that Feng Yuxiang could no longer hold on, so he came to discuss with him. Zhang Zuolin was naturally happy, so he quickly replied to Han Baihang, allowing him to create a gap and send Feng Yuxiang's team away.
The adjutant returned to Feng Yuxiang's residence with Zhang Zuolin's reply and Han Baihang's pot of pork stewed vermicelli.
Feng Yuxiang sighed after hearing the news brought back by his adjutant. He blamed himself for not having a far-sighted vision at the beginning. Why did he have to compete with Zhang Zuolin for the place of Peiping?
I was so unlucky that I could only go to Tiantai Mountain in despair.
But when he saw the pot of pork stewed with vermicelli brought back by the adjutant, he became so angry that he reached out and knocked the pot of pork stewed with vermicelli to the ground. Shi Ke could not be killed. He, Feng Yuxiang, had not yet fallen to this level.
To the point where people give alms.
The adjutant knew that he had caused a big trouble, so he stood aside with his head lowered and did not dare to speak.
When Feng Yuxiang left the city, Han Baihang ordered his soldiers to prepare steamed buns and pork stewed vermicelli on both sides of the road to feed Feng Yuxiang's soldiers who were leaving Peiping.
Although Feng Yuxiang repeatedly ordered not to eat food from the soldiers on the roadside, his soldiers were almost hungry and had no strength to walk. They were still unwilling to obey orders, so almost all the soldiers rushed over and ate in a hurry.
Got up.
The law did not punish the public, so Feng Yuxiang could only let his soldiers go.
At this time, he not only felt miserable about himself, but also felt terrible about Han Baihang.