Lu Xiangting never thought that he, a defeated general, could have a drink and chat with Han Baihang here instead of being imprisoned like other prisoners, but it happened. He also never thought that Han Baihang could put down his pistol without fear.
In front of him, he didn't even have to doubt that there must be bullets inside, but something like this still happened.
When Han Baihang slapped the pistol on the table, he had not thought about picking it up and pointing the gun at Han Baihang, but he still gave up. He asked Han Baihang this question with doubts. He didn't understand a question.
Why would a senior general do such a thing?
Han Baihang smiled and replied: "Commander Lu, I believe you won't. Even though you have been defeated by me, you are still a general. A general should have the pattern of a general, and a general should have the style of a general."
A general should have the magnanimity of a general. Failure is a common occurrence for military strategists. You can lose in battles, but your character cannot be lost. So I believe you will not!"
Lu Xiangting cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Han, I am narrow-minded. I, Lu, punished myself with a drink to express my apology. An upright young talent like General Han will have a bright future. Isn't the golden scale just a thing in the pond?
Change into a dragon when encountering wind and cloud!" After Lu Xiangting finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the cup clean, but he still asked: "Is Mr. Han really not worried at all?"
Han Baihang watched Lu Xiangting put the wine glass on the table and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, Han has his own confidence. As a general, you should know that you never fight an unprepared battle. Since I can give you the gun,
I'm not afraid of you pointing it at me! There are only two bullets in this gun, which is only enough for you to execute the two deserters. If you aim at me, you have to be able to hit me with two bullets.
!Besides, I, Han, am confident that we can strike first before others shoot!"
As soon as Han Baihang finished speaking, two subordinates brought up Liu Wenshun and Ou Weiye, who had been captured earlier. They were not treated as well as Lu Xiangting and Xie Hongxun. The two were tied up with five flowers, and their necks, arms, and wrists were all injured.
The threaded buckle was removed, and the upper body could hardly move.
Before Han Baihang could speak, Lu Xiangting, who had been fine just now, suddenly stood up from the stool, and rushed to Liu Wenshun and Ou Weiye in one stride. His teeth were itching with anger, and he immediately rushed forward and slapped them on their faces fiercely.
After a few slaps and a kick on the two of them, they stopped. The anger in Lu Xiangting's heart was finally vented, but he couldn't be blamed for it. Which general doesn't desert, and which army doesn't hate betrayal?
Lu Xiangting turned around, stabilized his body, and adjusted his military uniform. Han Baihang knew that he was trying to calm himself down. He couldn't persuade him about this kind of thing, and he shouldn't persuade him. He didn't speak and stood silently.
On the side, the right of choice has been handed over to Lu Xiangting's hands, and the gun is placed on the table.
Lu Xiangting tidied his military uniform, and seemed to feel dissatisfied. He tidied it again, and then turned around. The anger on his face was no longer there. At this time, he looked like a general who had been strategizing on the battlefield for many years.
. He walked up to Liu Wenshun and Ou Weiye calmly, stared into their eyes and said: "You two! You two have been following me since I was the leader of the regiment. It has been almost seven or eight years now. You two have followed me."
Ask your own conscience, have I, Lu Xiangting, done anything to feel sorry for you in the past seven or eight years?"
Ou Weiye secretly raised his head and glanced at Master Lu Xiangting, and was so frightened that he never dared to raise his head again. He didn't know what to say or how to explain, so he just kept lowering his head and admitting his mistake.
Liu Wenshun knew that he had no other choice, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope. He hoped that Mr. Lu Xiangting could still remember his feelings for many years. He also wanted to excuse himself, "Sir, Mr.... you didn't know at the time, we didn't either.
We were afraid of being ambushed by the enemy, so we originally wanted to launch a counter-encirclement..."
"That's enough!" Lu Xiangting interrupted him with a loud shout. Useless sophistry was the last thing he wanted to hear now. If these two people could stand like soldiers and accept the sanctions of military law, Lu Xiangting might still have a little hope in his heart.
There was a trace of reluctance and a trace of sadness, but now, there was no wave in his heart.
He finally looked at the pistol on the table, stepped forward and picked it up silently. The safety was on, the bullets were loaded, and the pistol was heavy.
He turned back to Liu Wenshun and Ou Weiye, his two former subordinates, for the last time and said the last words they heard in their lives: "Do you have any last words?" He no longer had any hope and committed suicide.
The decision has been made.
Liu Wenshun was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He had worked under Master Lu Xiangting for more than ten years. He knew him well. When his legs went weak, he immediately knelt down and moved forward with difficulty while begging for mercy: "Sir... Master, have mercy."
Give me my life, for the sake of me working for you for so many years...Teacher!"
Lu Xiangting ignored him. He raised his head and looked at Liu Wenshun and asked coldly: "What about you? Where are your last words?"
Liu Wenshun knew that he would not survive. It was a pity that he had made such a mistake! He finally bravely raised his head and looked into Mr. Lu Xiangting’s eyes, and said softly: "Please... help me take care of my mother at home. If you can, tell me... to fight."
Death battlefield."
Lu Xiangting nodded and said coldly, "I understand."
"Bang, bang!" The two gunshots seemed so loud in the already calm Nanjing city. The echo of the gunfire drifted in the city of Nanjing, but it often brought people bad news, panic, and...
sad.
Han Baihang carried out two corpses from the temporary command post. The epaulettes on their shoulders were so conspicuous when passing through the crowd. Some people spent their whole lives just for these stars, while some people lost their lives with just one thought.
all.
The deaths of Liu Wenshun and Ou Weiye completely declared the complete failure of Sun Chuanfang's operation to send troops to occupy Nanjing City. Even the two division commanders Lu Xiangting and Xie Hongxun became prisoners of Fengjun. Nanjing City completely belonged to Han Baihang and Fengjun.
In the short time since then, Sun Chuanfang has been unable to spare any time to compete with Fengjun for Nanjing. This will probably be the biggest constraint in his future confrontation with Fengjun.
The good news from Nanjing reached the ears of Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang. The king of Northeast China had already started scolding people happily: "Hey, what the fuck, this Han Baihang is really awesome! I, Lao Zhang, didn't watch it.