"Will their subordinates oppose them? Isn't this a big joke? They followed Zhang Yang's mutiny. Without their help, how dare Zhang Yang instigate a mutiny? The Northeast Army and the Northwest Army are essentially two warlord groups. Their loyalty to their superiors is far greater than their loyalty to the country!" Zhuang Jihua said indignantly.

"The army is approaching and the whole country is opposed, which has some impact on their internal forces, but it will definitely not affect their trusted forces, and the principal must be surrounded by such trusted people.

As soon as Deng Wenyi came on stage, He Zhonghan knew it was bad and secretly complained in his heart. Deng Xuebing was really overestimating her abilities. After so many years, the weather was still so shallow. Isn’t this just giving Zhuang Jihua a chance?

He Zhonghan slowly walked to Zhuang Jihua, coughed gently and cleared his throat: "Cultural Revolution, you came in a hurry and are not very clear about the situation in Nanjing. Let's go down and talk."

Zhuang Jihua shook his head gently and was about to answer, but He Zhonghan said loudly to the generals below: "The oath-taking ceremony ends here. Let us sing the Huangpu war song and prepare to go to the battlefield of quelling the rebellion!"

"The anger tide is surging, the party flag is flying..." He Zhonghan led the lead and sang the Huangpu school song loudly. A majestic singing suddenly sounded in the auditorium. The majestic voice cheered up Ben's somewhat depressed morale again, and became more and more heroic as the song became.

"The ideology must be implemented, and discipline must not be relaxed. Be prepared to be the pioneer of struggle!" The generous and tragic spirit spread in the auditorium, and the white cloth belt at the feet trembled slightly in the singing.

Zhuang Jihua stood there helplessly, but closed his mouth tightly and said nothing. Compared with He Zhonghan and Deng Wenyi on both sides, it was a bit strange. He Zhonghan's thrust into a sharp drop in his victory; more importantly, he failed to dismantle the main battle of the Blue Clothing Society.

After the song, He Zhonghan announced the end of the meeting, but dozens of general-level officers were left behind. He gave Deng Wenyi a wink and asked him to accompany Zhuang Jihua out, and he wanted to discuss the military deployment of the siege with the generals, but Zhuang Jihua insisted on talking to him.

"Okay, Cultural Revolution, let's talk in another room. Xuebing, you can discuss it with you first." He Zhonghan had no choice but to go to the room next to the war room with Zhuang Jihua. The two of them drove the others away, leaving them in the room.

After everyone left, the two of them became silent instead. He Zhonghan took out a cigarette and sat there smoking silently. Zhuang Jihua was also very upset. He Zhonghan was playing tricks on him and he was clear about it, but he didn't want him to be finished now. He still wanted to pull him, at least not let him fall too hard, especially the powers under his command.

Zhuang Jihua asked for a cigarette from He Zhonghan. This action surprised He Zhonghan. He knew that Zhuang Jihua never smoked, but he still didn't speak first. He just handed over a cigarette silently.

"Do you remember our school back then? You, Wushan, Xuebing, and Brother Kuo like to smoke. You hid in the toilet and smoked. You were caught by Director Deng and Teacher Yan several times." Zhuang Jihua leaned on the back of the chair and played with the cigarette in his hand. Looking at the wisp of smoke rising in his mouth, he felt very moved.

"You don't smoke, so you're laughing at us." He Zhonghan also sighed in his heart. The Kuomintang and the Communist Party split over the years. The local classmates parted ways. These were still expected. But Zhuang Jihua was different in Guangzhou. They were friends, former close friends. When the position was low, they could still work together. Today they were all in high positions. However, they still had to part ways. Just think about it and think that everything was messing with people.

"Who made you all smokers?" Zhuang Jihua said lightly: "I don't know what smoking is good."

"You know how to eat. You go to the city every week to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and you can be free and easy." He Zhonghan said self-deprecatingly: "Watch us fighting with Wushan and the others. Just like today."

"Fighting around. These four words are well said. You can only rely on history to test right or wrong when paying attention. But today, Junshan. Do you know what you are doing?" Zhuang Jihua's tone was still very slow. It was very slow.

"I know, save the country and the principal." He Zhonghan immediately interfered: "But you all think I am harming the principal. But have you ever thought about it? Even if the principal is rescued by negotiation, the principal's prestige will inevitably be greatly damaged. A god fell down and helped it up. Is it still a god?"

"Is there any god in this world?" Zhuang Jihua looked up at the ceiling, put his neck on the chair, as if he was lying on the bed. He Zhonghan was the same, with one leg on the coffee table, but his body leaning on the sofa. "Reading the Three Kingdoms for the ancients, there is no god in this world. From Guangzhou to now, the principal has made mistakes in major decisions several times, otherwise the state affairs would not be so decayed. Fortunately, his opponents made more mistakes, so the principal was able to sweep away the heroes. Today, the clues of China's unification have emerged, the prestige of the central government is increasing, and the principal has become the core of the central government. Whether it admits it or not, it is true." Zhuang Jihua's voice was vague, just like in the military academy, lying on the bed and talking nonsense, but their topic was much more serious than that in the past.

"China needs a god. The Cultural Revolution, I know you believe in the separation of powers in the United States, but in fact, China cannot implement that. The people need wise and honest officials, and they need a god." He Zhonghan's tone was also very indifferent.

"Junshan, if you want God or decentralize power, we will talk about this later. But today, you are really wrong. Suppressing the rebellion by force will put China in the quagmire of civil war and have no more energy to resist foreign humiliation." Zhuang Jihua sighed. He saw that He Zhonghan had made up his mind to do a big fight, and he was destined to lose all of it.

"I don't think so. Although Japan's persecution is urgent, we can use Europe and the United States to fight. Besides, China is vast and wealthy, so Japan cannot swallow it in one bite. We can just fight for several years to buffer." He Zhonghan said indifferently.

"A few years? Do you think you have a few years?" Zhuang Jihua mocked: "There is not so much time. Once the battle here begins, North China will be unstable immediately. Song Zheyuan will compromise with the Japanese without the support of the central government. His attitude will affect Han Fuqu, Shandong and Yan Xishan, Shanxi, and the Japanese will be the Japanese in this half."

"You have always been very accurate in the Cultural Revolution, but you were wrong this time. Japanese Prime Minister Hirota Hirota clearly announced that it would improve Japan-China relations. During his term of office, there would be no Sino-Japanese War." He Zhonghanman said confidently: "Hota Hirota has been able to work for three years, and if re-elected, he can work for seven years."

"Wishful. Is he going to step down the stage halfway?" Zhuang Jihua smiled faintly, and his neck hurt a little. He raised his head, then got up and walked two steps, sat on the sofa, imitating He Zhonghan's example, and placed his legs on the coffee table.

"He only came to power in March. Even if he was going to step down, he probably had to wait for two years. Two years is enough." He Zhonghan's tone was still very calm.

"It seems that you are determined to make a fuss." Zhuang Jihua's tone became very light.

He Zhonghan did not answer, but just took a sip of cigarette and then squirted it out hard. Zhuang Jihua waited for a while but didn't hear his voice. He knew that his intention was gone, so he sighed: "You won't succeed, I will stop you."

"Why, you have to put force into force?" He Zhonghan's mouth showed a hint of teasing, but his tone was not bad at all.

"There is no need to send troops, Junshan, do you believe it? I can resolve your offensive without sending a single army," Zhuang Jihua then added: "You'd better believe it."

"I believe it," He Zhonghan said lightly: "But since you reminded me, you will give me a chance."

"Is that?" Zhuang Jihua also said lightly: "Then I will wait and see, oh, by the way, Ren Juewu, I sent someone to accompany him to Geleshan to wash hot springs. He Jiwu is also here with him." After a pause, Zhuang Jihua emphasized and said, "Junshan, you will lose a lot, stop."

"Can the arrows shot stop?" He Zhonghan said bitterly: "I don't take the initiative to fight, He Yingqin will also take the initiative to fight, Dai Jitao will still take the initiative to fight, but the principal Mengchen, but none of his students will take the initiative to fight, how can the principal face the people in the future? How can the soldiers of the entire army face? If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Zhuang Jihua didn't plan to expose anything else. Everyone understood people. He wanted to open his heart to him and talk frankly, but He Zhonghan set up defenses everywhere without leaving any talk. He sighed and said everything he should say, so he would make trouble: "Junshan. Remember today's dialect. Believe today's dialect and stick to today's dialect."

After Zhuang Jihua left, He Zhonghan was stunned and remembered that Deng Wenyi and the others were still waiting for him in the war room. He hurriedly got up to the war room. Deng Wenyi and the generals had already discussed several measures and were waiting for him to make the decision.

"Bomb Xi'an, okay, immediately order Jiang Zhengren to implement it." He Zhonghan nodded and praised: "Order Gui Yongqing to force the crossing of the Wei River immediately and attack Weinan in Huaxian County. OK, that's it."

At this moment, Zhuang Jihua's words were lingering in his ears. He hesitated and made a decision: "But Gui Yongqing only had more than 40,000 people in his hands, Zhang Yang Erbian had nearly 100,000 in Xi'an, plus the Communist Party, the total strength exceeded 100,000, and his territory was a little weak."

"Hu Zongnan in the west and Yu Jishi's troops in the south have all arrived. Should they order them to launch an attack at the same time?" Deng Wenyi said.

"They won't move. The Cultural Revolution just now boasted that he could resolve our offensive without moving one soldier. I think he would definitely say hello to Liangzhen and Shoushan. They might not move and could not count on them." He Zhonghan's voice was full of worries. Without the cooperation of these two troops, Gui Yongqing would have gone deep alone.

Deng Wenyi and others were stunned for a moment. Zhuang Jihua actually praised such a whim. But when he thought about it, these people were relieved. With Zhuang Wenjie's friendship with them and Soong Mei-ling, Hu Zongnan and Yu Jishi were likely to not take any action.

"Xuebing, it seems that we still have our own troops. We shouldn't have listened to the principal back then. It was a mistake not to develop members among the officers who led the troops." He Zhonghan sighed, and the room fell silent. After a long time, he said decisively: "We will reorganize an army, the A-type army, and all the cadres are members of the Blue-Clothing Society."

This decision was too abrupt. Deng Wenyi and the others didn't react for a while. The scene seemed a little cold. A general with the rank of major general was first excited: "This is the best, that is the true blue army!"

"Yes, yes, forming a blue army and building an army with fascism will surely be invincible in the world!"

"Junshan is the commander! I am willing to play the vanguard!"

Everyone who replied immediately talked about it, and their expressions were both excited and excited.

"Junshan, will Minister He agree? If he doesn't agree, how can we solve these numbers, equipment, and military pay?" Deng Wenyi remained a little calm.

"Let's go find him." He Zhonghan actually looked down on He Yingqin in his heart. He always felt that he was too indecisive. He had some confidence in convinced He Yingqin to give him a military number.

He did what he said, and He Zhonghan took dozens of generals to the Ministry of Military Affairs, but he did not expect that as soon as Zhuang Jihua left, he went directly to the Ministry of Military Affairs.
Chapter completed!