The first thousand and sixty-one chapters are divided into two
Gao Hongyi listened to Han Baihang's words and seemed to understand. He muttered: "Can a single spark start a prairie fire? Mr. Han, I still don't understand what you mean!"
Han Baihang smiled and patted his shoulder, saying: "I know you don't understand, but one day you will understand. You have to wait for this day, and I am also waiting for this day! It is still very strong now.
It is weak, but when it grows stronger one day, it will definitely save China from the fire and water! You have to remember, if I can't wait for that day, you have to take your brothers and join it, so that you can achieve it.
Remember your wish!" After Han Baihang said these words, he quietly watched the flames on the battlefield in the distance burning in his eyes. He seemed to see the whole of China being replaced by this red fire, and he couldn't help but laugh.
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Gao Hongyi was like Monk Zhang Er who was confused and asked: "Teacher, what exactly is that 'it' you are talking about? Is it a person? Where is he? Why do we have to wait for him?"
Han Baihang smiled and said nothing. He knew that 'it' was still too weak now, and Han Baihang could only wait for it to become stronger day by day. That was his hope and the hope of all China.
Han Baihang looked at Gao Hongyi's thinking, laughed, turned around and walked towards the city wall. Suddenly, at this time, the communications troops came to report that they had received an order from Marshal Zhang Zuolin, ordering the White Russian Army and the Armored Army to advance at full speed and attack in the shortest possible time.
Shanghai. Ordered Han Baihang Division to attack Nanjing and disperse Qi Xieyuan's troops. Zhang Zongchang's follow-up troops went directly south to join with his White Russian Army and armored forces, and must capture Shanghai as quickly as possible.
Come on, Han Baihang looked at the information brought by the communications troops, turned around and handed it into Gao Hongyi's hand, and said, "Let's take a look, what do you think of this order?"
Gao Hongyi read the telegram carefully, frowned and said: "Commander, someone is obviously complaining behind our backs! Our division was originally sent by Marshal Zhang to supervise the army, how could he withdraw us so easily?
?This is obviously some bastard who reported our threat to the White Russian Army to the commander-in-chief, otherwise the commander-in-chief would not have issued such an order!"
Han Baihang looked at Gao Hongyi's analysis and said, "Your analysis is good, but please tell me again, who made this small report?"
Gao Hongyi took the telegram and thought for a while and said: "Sir, according to me, the people who will join us later are either those from the Feng Department or Zhang Zongchang, there will be no one else except them!
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Han Baihang was very pleased to see the slightest error in Gao Hongyi's analysis. He took Gao Hongyi's words and said: "You are right. If you want to know who is behind our backs, you have to look at who is most beneficial to us being separated.
At present, it seems that Zhang Zongchang has the greatest possibility. If we restrain his two main forces, he will not be able to get rid of his arms, and he will not get any benefits. Only by getting rid of us can he do whatever he wants!
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Gao Hongyi thought: "Then Marshal Zhang is so indifferent? Everything we do is for the common people and for the reputation of the army!"
Han Baihang smiled and said: "Hahaha, in the eyes of Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang, which one is more important, fame or victory? If Shanghai is captured, China will be around the corner, reputation, people? How much is it worth? I believe Marshal will win
After so many years of fighting, he still knows the nature of the White Russian Army, and Zhang Zongchang dare not lie to him. He also knows every move we make. His purpose in doing so is self-evident!"
Gao Hongyi chased Han Baihang for two steps and said: "Commander, why don't I send another telegram to the commander and ask him..."
Han Baihang waved his hand and interrupted him, saying: "No need, the order he gave will not be changed!"
When Major General Gerstlauf walked out of Han Baihang's military camp, his face returned to its former arrogant look. He looked at Han Baihang provocatively, as if he had avenged a great revenge.
The military cap patted his arm hard, turned his head, and led his two White Russian soldiers away.
If Han Baihang hadn't given the order, Gao Hongyi and the brothers around him would have pulled out their guns and shot this ungrateful guy twice. In the eyes of Han Baihang, Master Gerstlauf's behavior was like a clown.
There is a Chinese proverb, "Catch the caller and let go." It refers to this tough-tempered guy like the commander of the White Russian Army. Han Baihang was afraid of losing his identity by arguing with him.
The Battle of Danyang City was the only battle in which the arrogant White Russian Army did not get any spoils. Not only that, they also lost hundreds of soldiers in this battle due to the suicidal attack of the defenders. For them,
Said, this is a huge failure, and all this is because of Han Baihang.
Therefore, after the White Russian Army received Zhang Zongchang's order, the arrogance that had just been suppressed by Han Baihang jumped out again. Their arrogance could be seen from the soldiers' walking posture and their exaggerated movements. If Han Baihang hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been really difficult.
They cannot be connected with the White Russian Legion that just humbled themselves in front of them.
What a tough guy!
Han Baihang had no time to pay attention to them. The military order came down like a mountain, and Han Baihang must set off for Nanjing immediately.
Nanjing is an important place for military strategists. Even if Qi Xieyuan is focusing on his head instead of his body, Han Baihang knows that attacking Nanjing will not be an easy task, not to mention that he only has one division of troops now, so he does not dare to take it lightly.
Nanjing is not very far to the west of Danyang, and it is only a few hours away by train. At present, Qi Xieyuan is as frightened as a bird, and Han Baihang guarantees that he will not dare to send troops to destroy the railway or lay an ambush along the line, so the journey from Danyang to Nanjing
The railway should be unobstructed. If this is the case, then one of our divisions should be able to arrive from Danyang to Nanjing at dawn and launch an attack in the early morning.
Having made up his mind, Han Baihang led the soldiers to board the train sent by Marshal Zhang and headed straight to Nanjing City overnight. The train this time was quite spacious, so Han Baihang ordered all the soldiers to sleep on the train to replenish their sleep and maintain their strength.
Within a few minutes of Han Baihang's order, the whole train was filled with the sound of snoring. They were really too sleepy. Several days of forced marches and fighting had exhausted their physical strength and they were tired.
After all, with a military order, they could finally relax. In a war, a good sleep might be the happiest thing.