Han Baihang, who received the order from Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang, smiled knowingly. In fact, he had already advised Marshal Zhang a long time ago that going south was not a good strategy, but at that time, Marshal Zhang Zuolin and Zhang had just won the first direct-to-Fengtian war.
, when he was really high-spirited, he even had the ambition to unify the world, but now facts have proved that Han Baihang's original suggestion was definitely valuable.
Furthermore, as a military enthusiast, Han Baihang was really familiar with the history of the Republic of China, especially the war history. He suggested Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang not to go south. This was not only his own understanding of the times at that time.
judgment of the situation, and also includes his familiarity with history.
Han Baihang clearly knew that the failure of the southward expedition was going to end there, but Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang just refused to listen. What better way could he think of? He let out a long sigh. It seemed that history could not be changed by manpower.
ah!
Han Baihang shook his head and shook all these old memories out of his head. He accepted the telegram from Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang, and asked the communications corps to reply with the telegram receiving the order, so he quickly withdrew from Nanjing and returned to support Shandong.
Compared with the hundreds of thousands of troops of Sun Chuanfang's five-province coalition, Han Baihang's division of 10,000 people is naturally not enough. Zhang Zuolin has already been prepared for this problem.
If Han Baihang's division is really placed in front of Sun Chuanfang's five-province coalition, no matter how much commanding ability Han Baihang has, no matter how brave the soldiers of Han Baihang's division are, in the end they will just end up being casually destroyed, not even a single wave.
He couldn't afford to flip up. After all, the opponent's number was dozens of times greater than his own, and one person could drown Han Baihang with just one breath of spitting.
Of course, Zhang Zuolin would not send Han Baihang to die. He hastily mobilized an army that could escape temporarily. Now he was short of a general who could defeat Sun Chuanfang. At this time, Han Baihang could fall back to Shandong, and Zhang Zuolin could trust his ability. This
The commander-in-chief was naturally none other than him.
The transferred army was originally stationed in Tianjin, but now the situation is critical. If Shandong is lost, Tianjin will also be destroyed. Therefore, Zhang Zuolin had no choice but to bite the bullet and send over 50,000 troops.
In addition to Zhang Zongchang's 50,000 remaining defeated troops, which were all handed over to Han Baihang's command, there might still be a chance of victory.
Zhang Zongchang also worked with Han Baihang a while ago, and he is naturally aware of Han Baihang's abilities. Even if Zhang Zongchang has never met Han Baihang, he has always heard of the victories that Du Yu and Han Baihang have fought in recent days. Not to mention the distance.
Let's just say that Han Baihang captured the city of Nanjing with only one weak division and ambushed Sun Chuanfang's 20,000 troops who came to capture Nanjing. For this reason alone, this person cannot be underestimated.
Han Baihang accepted the order and immediately organized his troops to go to Shandong. He and Sun Chuanfang's five-province coalition basically set off at the same time, and even fell behind Sun Chuanfang. Since the railways along the line were likely to be ambushed, he
It is inherently difficult to reach Shandong before Sun Chuanfang's five-province coalition forces arrive in Shandong, not to mention the need to quickly organize operations after arrival.
Although Sun Chuanfang did not know the specific content of Zhang Zuolin's deployment of troops, relying on his many years of combat experience and political acumen, he quickly smelled an unusual smell the moment the Han Baihang Division set off from Nanjing.
Judging from the current situation, who else can save Shandong's crisis, perhaps Han Baihang, who is far away in Nanjing, can do it. Sun Chuanfang is confident, but at the same time he is arrogant. It is no wonder that he looks down on others, because he was once arrogant.
The White Russian Army and the armored troops that everyone feared were all destroyed in their own hands. Looking at this ability, few people in the entire Republic of China dare to stand up and pat their chests and say that they can do it.
But when he heard the news that Han Baihang had left Nanjing, he still felt heavy in his heart.
This Han Baihang is a wild man that he has never seen before, and it is difficult to figure out how to use troops. However, Sun Chuanfang has to admit that this Han Baihang is also a rare genius general. He is unexpected again and again, and he does not play according to common sense. He pays attention to
He will torture his opponents to the point of being irresistible. Even though he is just a division commander now and only has 10,000 troops, if one day he really commands hundreds of thousands of troops, it will be really... unimaginable at that time.
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Although there was only a small division of troops, the news of Han Baihang leaving Nanjing still made Sun Chuanfang unable to eat or sleep well. He got up early in the morning and walked around the hall wearing a military coat, wondering how to deal with this.
At that time, Yang Wenkai, the "number one think tank" of the five-province coalition forces, slowly walked in. Seeing General Sun Chuanfang like this, he didn't know why. He asked the guard next to him to make a pot of hot tea and waved his hand for Sun Chuanfang to sit down.
, he also sat down and asked: "General Sun is in high spirits now. It seems that General Sun has encountered some difficulties. I wonder if I can tell you about it. Maybe I can help General Sun solve his problems."
Na!"
Sun Chuanfang thought that as long as Yang Wenkai kept coming up with his schemes, he might really have some good ideas, so he sighed and said, "I wonder if Mr. Yang has ever heard of Han Baihang?"
Yang Wenkai stroked his chin with his left hand, picked up the hot tea brought by the guard with his right hand, took a sip and said: "I've heard of it, but I have never met this person. I heard it from other people, maybe there is something wrong with it.
If it’s deified, it’s probably not trustworthy!”
Sun Chuanfang looked at Yang Wenkai's serious look and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, you don't often deal with soldiers, so you still don't know much about some things. The 'myths' you have heard about Han Baihang are basically true.
of!"
Yang Wenkai was drinking tea. After hearing these words, he turned around suddenly, looked at Sun Chuanfang in disbelief and said, "Is what General Sun said true?" He didn't even feel that the hot tea had been spilled on his coat.
Sun Chuanfang put down the tea cup, stared into Yang Wenkai's eyes, and slowly uttered two words: "Really!" Sun Chuanfang didn't want these things to be true, but they were really and truly in front of him.
In front of him, it was sealed in his own information. He couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.
Yang Wenkai pondered for a while and said: "In this case, General Sun, I'm afraid we have to take action in advance. No matter where this Han Baihang is going, we can nip it in the bud!" (To be continued)
