Chapter eight hundred and fifty seventh night banquet three armies
"Putian Braised Noodles is a famous food in Fujian. Whenever guests come to our home, they will inevitably cook a bowl of hot braised noodles. However, making this noodles is extremely complicated. It involves simmering the noodles over a high fire and simmering them slowly.
I'm afraid I won't be able to do it in an hour." Gong Bangduo met Liu Xiaoya in the afternoon and knew that she was from Fuzhou. Naturally, he figured it out after just one bite of noodles.
Han Baihang probably understood what he said, and turned around and asked, "Xiaoya did this?"
Shitou smiled and said, "Isn't that right? The girl hasn't been idle since she came. She has been simmering this braised noodles all afternoon."
Han Baihang smiled and said: "Let her rest early."
"Yes!" Shitou stood at attention.
"Report!"
Han Baihang had just picked up the noodles and took two bites, but the sound made him put down the noodle bowl, quickly stood up, and said: "Speak quickly!"
The soldier stepped in and said: "Xin Shuai's message: By September 8, Lu Yongxiang mobilized Zhang Guowei of the artillery regiment to station in Quzhou. Zhang Guowei did not talk or fight, and I don't know what his intentions were. Lu Xiangting's situation on the front line in Taizhou was generally the same as in Quzhou. Xinyuan
Character."
Han Baihang stood up and said: "So, after more than a day, Sun Chuanfang has actually stopped outside Quzhou without making any progress?"
Han Baihang's voice was quite unkind and he was very dissatisfied with Sun Chuanfang's actions.
"What do you mean by not talking and not fighting? I think they are all excuses. Does Sun Chuanfang want to wait for us to be destroyed by Lu Yongxiang? He is trying to reap the benefits!"
"Yes, we were wiped out, and Lu Yongxiang's vitality was severely damaged. His surname is Sun, and his troops are still strong. By then, Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces will be in the pocket!" Everyone said something, and I wish I could kill this guy right away.
Sun Chuanfang.
Han Baihang waved his hand and said, "You can't say that. The battlefield is changing rapidly and we are not part of it. I'm afraid there are more than just the interests involved. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to make such groundless accusations!"
Han Baihang took a few steps and gave the order: "Give Xin Shuai power!"
The messenger quickly picked up the paper and pen. Han Baihang thought about it for a while and said: "Xin Shuai Junjian, Zhang Guowei is a local official in Zhejiang. Baihang has heard of a provincial constitutional movement in Zhejiang, and Zhang Guowei is one of the figures.
When Lu Yongxiang entered Zhejiang, he used this power to gain power in the province in the name of cooperating with the movement. Then he paid no attention to the officials and gentry in Zhejiang. There must have been a lot of resentment. If Zhang Guowei did not talk about it or fight, he would have his own problems.
For its purpose, Commander Xin might as well talk to Commander Xin for a while, or find a way to avoid fighting. Jiangsu’s soldiers are insufficient, so we can only maintain and contain them head-on. The success or failure of this Jiangnan battle lies entirely in Commander Xin’s hands. Bai Hang’s words."
"Commander Han, Sun Chuanfang is hopeless now, so what should we do?" Gong Bangduo can't control the overall situation. The only thing he is worried about is the current war situation here and now.
Han Baihang smiled, his eyes were very soft, but there was a murderous intent hidden in his eyes. "I haven't said anything yet, I hope you will follow me, there is only one fight!"
The generals stood up and saluted solemnly: "I am willing to obey the commander's orders."
"Commander Palace!"
"Here!" Gong Bangduo took a step forward, touched his heels, and stood at attention.
"Remove all the attacking brothers, return to the position, gather the cooking team, kill pigs and stew meat, and reward the brothers tonight." After Han Baihang finished speaking, everyone was stunned. Gong Bangduo asked: "Commander Han,
The situation is urgent now, I'm afraid..."
Han Baihang stared at him, and his eyes interrupted Gong Bangduo's words. Gong Bangduo thought for a moment and said, "I'll take care of my humble job right away."
"Please gather all your troops. Tonight, I will celebrate with the three armies!" After Han Baihang finished speaking, he turned and left.
"One two one, one two one, stand at attention!" The squad leaders who led the troops all gathered at the east end of the village where the cooking squad was located. A squad leader came out and said to one of the cooking squad leaders who was temporarily in charge: "By order of the commander,
A total of 138 people from twelve classes have been ordered to come to help the cooking class, please arrange the tasks!"
"Thank you brothers for your support. Now we need to bury a hundred cauldrons. Please ask the squad leader to bring someone to help."
"yes!"
The flames were blazing, and the pig's blood flowed into a small river. Not long after, the smell of pork had spread to the entire front line.
"See you, commander, see you, commander!" The Soviet trenches were empty, and tens of thousands of people, almost all of them injured, saluted Han Baihang together.
"Brothers, thank you for your hard work!" Han Baihang replied: "Tonight I will reward the three armies. After tonight, we will fight to the end with the people of Zhejiang Lu Ni. I also ask all brothers to help us."
Han Baihang waved his hand, and many sergeants filed out, carrying large boxes one by one.
The leader of the team was Ninghu Commander Gong Bangduo. Han Baihang nodded, and Gong Bangduo said: "Open it!"
Everyone opened the box, and the whole venue was shaken. The box was full of silver coins. There were more than a dozen boxes. Han Baihang walked down, grabbed a handful and threw it to the soldiers. If he hadn't been forced to do so by his own commander's eyes,
I'm afraid everyone has already started looting.
"Why did you join the army?" Han Baihang pointed to a soldier and asked.
The soldier took a step forward and said, "Protect the country and the people!"
Han Baihang smiled and asked again, "Be loyal to the president!"
Han Baihang smiled again, walked up to the top with his hands behind his back, and said, "What you two are talking about are all bullshit!"
The soldiers were used to hearing the official accent of their superiors, but suddenly they heard such a big commander opening his mouth to curse, which made the soldiers find it novel and interesting, and they burst into laughter.
"I joined the army at the age of eighteen, for no other reason than to survive..." Han Baihang said: "I remember that year was a disaster year, when people died of hunger all over the fields, and there was a great disaster in the Central Plains. I almost starved to death..."
Han Baihang walked down, patted a soldier on the shoulder, and said: "At that time, Marshal Wu was recruiting troops. In order to have enough food, I joined the army. It was all about protecting the family and the country, and being loyal to the leader.
Nonsense, in order to survive, we just want to live..."
What Han Baihang said was so sincere that many soldiers shed tears.
"You are luckier than me!" Han Baihang said loudly: "You still have parents, brothers, sisters, and lovers who care about you, and I..."
Han Baihang looked up to the sky and was silent for a long time, then said: "If I die... I'm afraid there won't even be a single person in this world who will cry for me..."
Tears slid down Han Baihang's cheeks. Gong Bangduo came over and said, "Who said that every brother here is a relative of the commander!"
"Yes, we are all your relatives. We are willing to live and die together with Commander Han..."
Han Baihang turned to the silver dollar boxes and said loudly: "Brothers, here is all the military pay for our Ninghu front line. As long as this battle is won, Han Baihang is willing to distribute the money to all the brothers to express his gratitude!"
"Okay!" Everyone below cheered loudly.
"Moat!" Han Baihang shouted, and the cooking team brought up large pots of pork.