Chapter eight hundred and sixty seventh Lu Yongxiang's message
Looking at the report in his hand, He Fenglin's face definitely didn't look good. At the beginning of the Jiangnan War, Zhejiang patrol envoy Lu Yongxiang assigned him seven divisions of more than 50,000 men. Until now, the number has shrunk by nearly half.
, the only ones that still have numbers are the Jiangsu Second Division, the Sixth Division, the Eighth Division, the Nineteenth Division, plus the Eighth Mixed Brigade of the Shanghai Army, which is my old base, and they are patchwork together, but they still have combat effectiveness.
Not even 30,000 people. And this is still a figure on paper. As a veteran warlord who has climbed all the way up from below, he knows all about the tricks in the army. If the empty pay part is
If you reduce it, the strength of your own troops will probably be reduced to a terrifying level.
Let’s look at our own food and supplies. Although we have the support of Shanghai, a golden mountain and silver sea, money does not mean we have food. All the food we can collect plus one dollar is not enough for about a month. Especially arms, look at it.
With that huge deficit, He Fenglin went crazy and almost shot his logistics director. On average, each person had eighteen rounds of bullets, but only the last twenty shells were left. With these weapons, they could really chew through Han Baihang.
Position? He Fenglin felt a little dizzy.
At this time, He Fenglin had a feeling that although the cooked duck was right in front of him, he was like an old man with all his teeth missing, unable to enjoy it.
"To fight or not to fight?" He Fenglin was a little confused, or... He Fenglin stared at the map. He suddenly felt that if he could fight and push Han Baihang's men all the way, send them to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, and let Marshal Lu personally do it.
It seemed that it would be better to eliminate them, which would not only fulfill Lu Yongxiang's personality of being eager for success, but also preserve his own strength... He Fenglin had a wrong idea.
"Commander He, Lu Shuai is calling!" The chief of staff stepped in, interrupting He Fenglin's thoughts.
"Oh?" He Fenglin's mind turned around a few times. Apart from congratulations on the victory of the Nanjing-Shanghai line, he probably had nothing else to do, so he smiled and said: "I guess it's a commendation order... read it!"
"My brother Fenglin, seeing words is like meeting..."
As soon as He Fenglin heard this title, he knew that Lu Yongxiang was in a good mood. This further confirmed what he said about the commendation order.
"...Brother heard that Han Baihang went to Ninghu in person, and he was extremely anxious. He wanted to go straight to the time of the war. Han Ni, with the strength of one brigade, was able to stir up the three armies. The Northeast was restless. He defeated Zhang Xueliang in the first place, Guo Songling in the second place, and Zhang Zuolin in the third place.
, What a brave man! I wanted to go to Ninghu in person to take a perfect plan, but I was afraid that my brother would be suspicious. I am a brother and don't trust him. I was undecided day and night, tossing and turning. But suddenly I heard the good news, my brother Fenglin was both wise and brave, and he fought at night.
Han Ni, for all his merits, what an illustrious service! There are so many warriors in the south of the Yangtze River, they are enough to shame and kill everyone in the Feng dynasty!..."
"Hahaha..." Listening to Lu Yongxiang's words full of praise, He Fenglin couldn't help but burst out laughing proudly even though he had a palace. "How dare Han Baihang, a mere Han Baihang, to work for me as a patrol envoy in Zhejiang Province? Lu Shuai praised me too much!"
Bring me the telegram, I want to read it myself!"
The chief of staff stood at attention and handed the document forward with both hands. He Fenglin took the message and continued to chant: "...However, the current situation in Jiangnan is already in ruins. It can only be reversed by eliminating one Han Baihang!"
He Fenglin raised his eyebrows, and Lu Yongxiang changed the topic in the article, which made He Fenglin's heart suddenly jump a few times. He Fenglin followed Lu Yongxiang to fight in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, and climbed all the way from Hangzhou's army guard to today's position as the Anhui clique's giant and Zhejiang's patrol envoy.
, He Fenglin can be said to know his master very well. I am afraid that later...
He Fenglin's face darkened and he continued reading: "Brother got the news that Zhang Guowei surrendered to Sun Chuanfang in Quzhou yesterday and presented the entire map of Zhejiang. Zhejiang is in danger! Our army is in danger! Brother Fool took stock again and again yesterday.
Now that Zhejiang's military strength is no longer able to engage in a full-scale battle with Sun Chuanfang, there are two methods. One is to gather the still capable troops from various places to return to Hangzhou at full speed and fight the enemy decisively in the Yuhang area! The other is to retreat to Shanghai! Yesterday, Sun Wen called,
He had already raised his troops to move north, but Chen Jiongming blocked it, and he might not be able to go north without starting a war. And when Zhang Zuolin met Wu Peifu again in the north, it was clear that the seal of the war was not far away, and it cannot be trusted! At this time when the war situation between the north and the south was gloomy and unclear, it can be said that it made a difference.
The whole body, if one mistake is made, the whole thing will be ruined! Brother does not dare to make decisions without authorization, for fear of overturning the nest, so I discuss it with my brother more often to make sure everything is safe."
He Fenglin's face was gloomy, and the thin piece of paper in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He Fenglin was not an idiot, and even an idiot would not be able to achieve his position. He said he was calling to ask about advance and retreat strategies, but in fact this was already the final military order.
!Although Lu Yongxiang was euphemistic, his last few words were clearly his attitude. He hoped that He Fenglin would abandon Shanghai and return to support Hangzhou. However, he also understood that He Fenglin had been sitting in Shanghai for many years and had already become accustomed to Shanghai's boundless wealth. If he was forcibly removed
Even if He Fenglin didn't say it, he would definitely feel resentment in his heart.
Lu Yongxiang didn't want to be blamed, so he sent such a telegram, hoping that He Fenglin would understand. Just as He Fenglin knew Lu Yongxiang, how could Lu Yongxiang not know He Fenglin! He Fenglin was really reluctant to give up that ten-mile foreign business. The price was too high.
Big!
He Fenglin couldn't decide...
"Take a look!" After a while, He Fenglin handed the telegram to the chief of staff.
"This, this seems..."
"Brother, can you tell me what's going on?" He Fenglin asked.
"This... this, it seems..." The chief of staff was also a smart man and naturally understood the meaning of Lu Yongxiang's letter. He Fenglin was just a brigade commander, but he was able to overshadow all the division commanders in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The high-ranking official became the well-deserved Zhejiang
The No. 2 figure is that he owns Shanghai. Now asking him to give up the golden mountain of Shanghai is to cut out the flesh from his heart, which will not hurt. But He Fenglin has no choice. Unless he goes against Qi, then
There is no room for comment.
"Commander Qi came to discuss such a big plan with Commander He, which shows how trustworthy he is!" The chief of staff simply pretended to be stupid. One is his boss, and the other is his immediate superior. The other one can afford to offend him. I have to admire him.
With the wisdom of a chief of staff, he thought of this sentence in an instant.
Sensing He Fenglin's somewhat fiery eyes, the chief of staff lowered his head. His temples were sweating, and he did not dare to raise his head to look at the former enemy commander. He Fenglin also stared at him for a long time before saying: "Yes.
, Lu Shuaixinzhong, it is my honor, you go down first, I have to think about it carefully!"
As if he had been granted amnesty, the chief of staff quickly saluted and left.
