After the order was issued, the army around Jinzhou immediately launched an action, but this action was not completed immediately. Du Yuming and Song Xilian discovered almost at the same time that they had to stop and rectify the troops scattered around Jinzhou before they could rush to southern Liaoning.

The restoration of Jinzhou made the entire army highly motivated, from officers to soldiers full of confidence in victory, fighter jets soared in the sky, steel galloped on the ground, and the torrent formed by hundreds of thousands of troops had no force to stop it.

Thirteen years later, I finally saw the army of my country. The people in western Liaoning expressed unprecedented enthusiasm. More than 100,000 people carried tools and worked hard to repair the damaged railway and roads. Long queues of trucks kept sending supplies from the warehouse in eastern Hebei day and night, and stockpiling them around Jinzhou City.

Several jeeps stopped by the pontoon bridge. A few dozen meters away from the pontoon bridge, there were still a few piers left on the bridge that the Japanese army evacuated when they posed. Standing on the river bank, you can see the tall city walls of Jinzhou. The migrant workers who were repairing the bridge quietly peeked at the convoy during busy breaks. From the restoration of Jinzhou to the present, they have seen many trucks, jeeps and cars passing by here, but they have never felt like a convoy with strict protection like this convoy.

Standing by the river and looking at Jinzhou in the distance, Zhuang Jihua stood on the river bank, looking at his daughter river with waves with pleasure, Jinzhou is close to him.

"This daughter river will all freeze in winter, and maybe tanks and armored vehicles can drive through it." Feng Gui said slowly beside him.

Zhuang Jihua seemed to have not heard it. He just looked at the opposite shore greedily, at the surrounding fields, and the migrant workers who were still busy on the construction site.

"Do you feel a lot of emotion?" Feng Gui's tone added three points of teasing: "I have been struggling for thirteen years. I can finally enter the Northeast and see the doomsday of that damn Japanese."

Zhuang Jihua took his gaze from the other side, turned his head to look at Feng Gui, and shook his head slightly: "Brother Wuchang, I have never doubted that we can achieve the final victory. What I just thought was that this land is so fertile and the resources are so rich. How should we manage him?"

Feng Gui shook his head slightly, as if telling Zhuang Jihua that he did not believe what Zhuang Jihua thought. He stepped forward two steps, stood side by side with Zhuang Jihua, and also looked at the other side of the river.

"We don't know whether this land can belong to us. Deng Yanda's failure to convince Yan'an means that Yan'an has made up his mind to compete with us for this land. Although their strength is weak, their development ability is amazing. They will be on par with us in a few years." Feng Gui's tone contained a slight worry.

"Can't you say something happy at this time?" Zhuang Jihua smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying anything. Feng Gui seemed to be worried forever, as if he had never really felt at ease.

Since the order was issued, Du Yuming and Song Xilian began to turn to southern Liaoning. But soon, they found that they had to stop. The early pursuit made the troops run a little dispersed. The military commanders could not control the troops, so they had to ask for a two-day rest. Of course, Zhuang Jihua did not refuse, and took the opportunity to let the Fifth Army also go to a rest, and changed the rest time from two days to five days.

On the way to Shanhaiguan, He Wei reminded Zhuang Jihua, Du Yuming and Song Xilian that the two clusters are now fighting in the same direction, which is equivalent to setting up two command centers, which will bring serious chaos to the commander. To avoid this situation, he or one of the two should be selected as the commander-in-chief.

After hearing this, Zhuang Jihua decided to move the theater command to Jinzhou without any hesitation. He personally directed the last battle in the Northeast. For this reason, he led some personnel to Jinzhou before the theater command arrived.

Before leaving, He Zhuguo informed him of the negotiation results between Deng Yanda and **. Yan'an refused to give up the Mudanjiang area of ​​Jixi and was seeking the territory of Nanman. This result happened to be in line with his and Feng Gui's judgment. For this reason, he refused to meet Huang Mingcheng who came to contact him, and just asked Gong Xiuhua to tell him: "There are no Eighth Route Army or New Fourth Army in the South Manchuria."

There was no Eighth Route Army or New Fourth Army in South Manchuria. This sentence strongly expressed his determination, and Huang Mingcheng left in disappointment.

Feng Gui was happy with Zhuang Jihua's attitude, but Gong Xiuhua was very calm. She warned Feng Gui not to think that Zhuang Jihua said this means fighting with Yan'an, and he would still seek reconciliation with Yan'an.

This warning disappointed Feng Gui a little. Feng Gui believed that since Yan'an had violated the agreement, Zhuang Jihua would not need to abide by the agreement. If they insisted on developing in South Manchuria, they would expel it by force.

"Okay, then let's be happy," Feng Gui said boredly: "Guo Xunqi and Qiu Qingquan met in Changchun, Yang Sen occupied Shenyang, and the Japanese army has retreated to North Korea across the board. What do you plan to do next?"

"The Japanese want me to pursue," Zhuang Jihua's mouth appeared a hint of mockery. Naosaburo Okabe has been staying in the area south of Benxi, with the main force being located in the Haicheng Anshan to the Sino-North Korea border area, and he acted as if he could fight, and if he couldn't fight, he would go.

"Now I am ten times stronger than his military power, so I will fight him in a dignified battle and drown him with steel." Zhuang Jihua's expression was very calm.

This is in line with Zhuang Jihua's usual style. Feng Gui fell into a stone in his heart. He didn't understand the battle, but he was smart in his judgment of the situation. Now Zhuang Jihua has an absolute advantage in all aspects. As long as he does not make mistakes, there will be no suspense in the Northeast's liberation.

Jinzhou, the key to the throat entering the northeast, is called the gateway of Liaodong. It all fell into the hands of the Zhongzhang team without a fierce battle. There was no trace of gunpowder on the tall city wall. The blue sky and white sun flags fluttered in the wind under the scorching sun, and colorful flags on the city wall were flying, which was a festive look.

Still on the other side of the river, Zhuang Jihua found that there were many people gathering at the city gate. When his convoy stopped at the city gate, Du Yuming and Song Xilian and others came up, and the citizens who had already been waiting around expressed cheers.

"It's still lively." Before getting off the car, Feng Gui teased slowly. Wu Ziniu glared at him, jumped out of the car first, and stood beside the car.

"Guangting, Mengguo, thank you for your hard work." Zhuang Jihua excitedly said to Du Yuming and Song Xilian who were coming up. Du Yuming was still as mature and calmly answered the commander's hard work, but Song Xilian joked: "Cultural Revolution, your command is so forward, now Guangting and I are resting."

Zhuang Jihua smiled: "I came to let you rest. You have always been charging forward. I should show off my skills, otherwise I will not be a commander. Besides, haven't Okabe Naosaburo been waiting for me in the south all the time? Wouldn't I let him down if I don't come?"

After saying that, the three of them laughed at the same time, but the laughter was different. Du Yuming was relatively implicit, but there were more smiles on his face. Zhuang Jihua and Song Xilian laughed loudly without any scruples. Seeing the three commanders so excited, the people around him also echoed. For a moment, cheers from "Long Live the Republic of China" and "Long Live the National Revolutionary Army" were loud, and the shouts of "Long Live Commander Zhuang" were vaguely heard.

Most of the officers greeted at the city gate were above the commander of the army. Except for Shi Guantao, the commander of the New Third Army who had been confirmed to be stationed in Jinzhou, Zhuang Jihua met these commanders and commanders one by one. When he walked to Shi Guantao, Zhuang Jihua said to him meaningfully: "Captain Shi, Jinzhou is the gateway to the northeast, connecting with Northeast and North China. I don't need to say the importance of the location. You must firmly control it in your hands." As he said that, he called Huang Botao over again: "Commander Huang, the safety of Liaoxi is closely related to the northeast. If the western Liaoxi is lost, we will be locked in the northeast. Commander Huang, Liaoxi must be controlled well."

Huang Botao nodded and agreed, but Zhuang Jihua emphasized and said, "I'm talking about the entire western Liaoning."

Now Huang Botao understood, and he blinked his eyes and was about to speak. Feng Gui winked him. Huang Botao changed his words clearly: "Please rest assured, Commander, Bei Zhi must control Liaoxi. When Bei Zhi returns, he will formulate a defense plan. No matter who it is, no matter if he does, no matter whether he is a soldier or a soldier cannot cross the Great Wall without the consent of the commander."

Song Xilian was very happy when he heard this. He slapped: "That's right, my army of hundreds of thousands of troops attacked, and a small guerrilla team dared to compete with me for the city and ate his damn courage. If the commander had not had the order, I would have destroyed him directly."

"Well, I know what you said," said Zhuang Jihua: "In the past, I always put the overall situation of the War of Resistance Against Japan first and considered that they were also a war of resistance. Now it seems that we cannot just give in like this. We will be able to make a difference. The reason why we are now letting you stay in western Liaoning is here. Northwest Liaoning must be controlled in our hands."

"Yes, I understand." Huang Botao's answer was unambiguous.

After Song Xilian entered the northeast, he found that the Eighth Route Army had actually opened up a small base in the mountains in northwest Liao. When attacking Lingyuan Jianping, the active Eighth Route Army in the local area seized the town. Except for the county town, the rest of the place was robbing, which made him very angry and wanted to send troops to rob it back. However, he was worried about Zhuang Jihua's order and wanted to pursue the Japanese army fleeing south, so he had to turn a blind eye, but he couldn't breathe in his heart.

"Cultural Revolution," Du Yuming asked in a low voice with some concern: "What are you really going to do now?"

"Some things need to be done now, but for the time being, it is best not to use force to be reborn. If they don't shoot, don't shoot. Use force to protect our local officials to take office. If they stop them, arrest them." Zhuang Jihua's tone was also very low, and only a few people nearby could hear it.

This is a countermeasure he came up with after receiving the news that Deng Yanda's negotiations failed. He wanted to shock the enemy and told Yan'an not to think that he would always give in.

While Zhuang Jihua entered the Northeast, two American officials were also talking face to face in a small bamboo building not far from the Southeast Asian War Zone Command, in a distant Yangon, Myanmar, tens of thousands of kilometers.

"The validity period of this order is half a year, and it will be automatically invalidated after half a year. Please take a closer look."

The major opposite took out the order from the envelope, read it quickly, and looked at the colonel in surprise and asked, "Why is this?"
Chapter completed!