Chapter 107 Encounter

If we use one word to describe the political atmosphere in Beijing, it is called desolation. All departments have now left only one or two dozen people to maintain it. In the past, some key departments are in a state of turmoil, but now there is only a deserted place. The powerful Beiyang soldiers and police officers who were originally filled with the entire city are now gone. The Beiyang Military and Police Joint Law Enforcement Department and the Infantry Office of the Beijing Army have been abolished, and the Beiyang Army's first and third mixed brigades have been adapted into the 10th Central Army.

Fifth Division. It turned out that these military and police who were laid off but could not be resettled for a few days had a turmoil in the office of the Transitional Committee of the Provisional Senate, and the ignorance of the Transitional Committee were dispersed one after another. With Yuan Shikai's death, the Beiyang bosses retreated to their residences. In addition to Henan, there were some Beiyang remnants in Zhili, and the others had disappeared. The smoke and clouds of Beijing seemed to have been calm for a while. However, under the quietness of the surface, there was still some restless undercurrents surging around.

In a small teahouse in Lanmian Hutong, Beijing, a handsome thirties man in his thirties dressed in a long gown and jacket, sitting in front of a tea table by the window with a restless look, his eyes seemed to be looking at the dark snow outside the door. The teahouse owner came over to add tea to him, and he kept nagging.

"It's just like this when I've been exhausted. Beijing is like this now. It's really a dead city! In the past, this alley is still good? It's the Army Department and the Transport Department. It used to be waiting here to receive the carriage and sedan chairs. It's still a turn when the carriage and sedan are waiting to be held at the entrance of the alley! Those adults and escorts are all making tea in my teahouse. I don't want to be bad. They are all good flower tea of ​​4.81 pounds! The six guys were too busy before! But look at what's going on now? The south is now full of energy.

It's prosperous, don't let us northerners, how can we say this world accurately? Now walking in Beijing, if you say the bird-singing words of southerners, everyone will look up to you... Jia Baoyu later became a monk, and President Yuan died of illness in the Iron Lion Hutong, I think it's almost the same. If the southern general Yuchen came to Beijing, I would ask him, he would want us Beijingers to want it? We are the emperor capital for hundreds of years! It's not other despicable places..."

The man heard the boss complaining there, but he just smiled. This man was a capable secretary under Duan Qirui, the former general of Beiyang, the Minister of the Army, and the Chief of General Staff of the Base Camp, named Zeng Yujun. He only ran around and contacted Duan Qirui outside for many years, and got a nickname called "Secretary of Xing". He is here today, but he is waiting for someone.

A figure flashed at the door, and a middle-aged man in a big fur robe walked into a top hat. When he entered the teahouse, he saw Zeng Yujun sitting there. He took off his top hat and nodded at him, and sat next to him. The person who came was a big bald man with very thick eyebrows and looked very capable. Zeng Yujun hurriedly called the boss to make tea, and after the boss left, he smiled and said, "Brother Tanzhi, have you been here all the way from Tianjin?"

The person who came was named Wang Tan. He turned out to be a member of the Zhili MP in the Provisional Senate and Zhao Bingjun's capable general. He betrayed some storms in the Provisional Senate. The master collapsed and also lived in Tianjin. However, neither he nor Zhao Bingjun were honest people and had some activities in private.

He sighed: "The train almost hit Duan Xiangyan who was on the float. It's so fucking bad luck! He finally got into the third-class carriage and avoided him. Seeing him climbing up the high branch and being proud, I'm gonna be! His unlucky days are still behind! ............ Brother Qinghe, has President Duan nodded this time?"

Zeng Yujun shook his head slowly and greeted Wang Tan for tea. Seeing him blowing the heat of the tea there, he sighed: "You don't know what kind of President Duan's character is? He is the most upright and sad about the death of the President. He thinks he has not fulfilled his responsibilities. He has no property in Tianjin, so he has to live in his original official residence in Beijing, waiting for the Transitional Committee to collect the house in the future. He doesn't ask about foreign affairs now, and he returns to Wang Shizhen and the others all day long. My contacts this time are all Xu Youzheng."

When Zeng Yujun talked about Xu Shuzheng's name, Wang Tan frowned slightly. This young deputy director Xu was domineering in his post and did not get along well with Zhao Bingjun. Hearing that he was in charge of this matter, he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. But now it is no longer the situation of fighting for power and profit. He could only pinch his nose and accept it. He listened to Zeng Yujun lowering his voice and continued to speak in a leisurely manner.

"The situation is already extremely declining, but the South is too bullying, and we will not give our northern military and civilians a chance to make a comeback. We still cannot be willing to do so. The military and political situation in Zhili has been destroyed by Duan Xiangyan, and Shandong is powerless when the Southern Army is in a hurry. Now there are a few of our original teachers in Henan. When my brothers go to Henan this time, they are full of resentment. Yuchen gave them the numbers of the two divisions, but there were originally 1, 4, 6, 7 plus Hongwei Army and other varied troops, and I am afraid that there will be 50,000 people! I will not pay any salary when I give the numbers of the division. I hope that the local area in northern Henan will support those troops.

Are you still hoping that they will be hungry and disbanded? Yuchen's thoughts are also very poisonous! My brothers have talked with several division commanders this time. They are all the same. They do not disband the troops, do not arrange according to the number given by Yuchen, and are always ready to fight back to Zhili, maintain the situation in the north, and look at the development of the scenery! He also knows that Mr. Zhi'an has made some moves in Tianjin, so he wants us to cooperate and choose the best time to start. The name is also ready, and the National Protection Army! Yuchen and the Provisional Senate colluded with the Provisional Senate to abolish the legal system of the Republic of China and the Provisional Central Government without authorization. This is completely despising the law. We are sad soldiers. As long as the time is right, there is no one who won the battle."

Wang Tan nodded repeatedly: "The name of the National Protection Army is good! Now that the central government is gone, Yuchen commands the world in the name of the temporary military affairs department. Except for his direct subordinates, all provinces are waiting and watching the situation. As long as we take the big banner, the forces of the provinces oppressed by him will definitely look at the scenery. Our Beiyang forces in the north are deeply rooted, and the main force of the army he has arranged in the north is restrained in the northeast. We have the opportunity to succeed! When Mr. Zhi'an left Tianjin, he agreed with Mr. Zhi'an to maintain the remaining army and Mr. Zhi'an was trying to find a way to do politically. Although Mr. Zhi'an did not come forward now, it was normal for Mr. Zheng to come forward to maintain it...... Our Mr. Zhi'an's opinion is..."

He suddenly stopped and looked around with a vigilant look. Zeng Yujun smiled and said, "Brother Tanzhi, do you think it was the former Beijing? All the forces in the world gathered here to find out the news? No one cares about it now. Even Bai Siwen, the intelligence leader stationed in the north, who was stationed in the north, went to Tianjin. It was okay to shout loudly here."

Wang Tan smiled lost his own smile, but he lowered his voice and moved his body closer to Zeng Yujun. The voice squeezed out word by word from the gap between his teeth, as cold and deep as a knife: "Mr. Zhi'an means... to find a way to assassinate Yuchen!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Yujun, who had always been smiling calmly, immediately raised his eyebrows and took a breath of cold air on his face. He just stared at Wang Tan with a cold expression on his face, unable to speak for a while.

The whole teahouse suddenly became quiet, and only the hawkers at the door were weakly clamored in. The air seemed to have condensed. After a while, Zeng Yujun came to his senses and frowned and said, "Although this is whimsical, it makes no sense. The biggest difference between Yuchen and our president is that the foundation is not as deep as the president we first have. If he is there, their Jiangbei system will be prosperous. If he is not there, their Jiangbei system will naturally collapse. His direct line is almost concentrated on leading troops and has no foundation in politics. This is for sure!" He said a little excited, but he said it by saying it

Feng Yibian: "But it's not easy...... He is the commander of a large army with nearly 300,000 troops, and there are hundreds of guards around him. If we fail assassination, we will give Yuchen a free hand. You must know that he dare not turn against us and resolve the remnants of our Beiyang. He just doesn't want to launch a civil war, and it is to solve the Fifth Division of Shandong. He also uses the An Meng army to go northeast. He needs to open up the Jinpu Road and complete the supply mission of the An Meng army before starting. Otherwise, how can our remaining power be enough for him to fight?"

Wang Tan gritted his teeth and laughed fiercely: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhi'an is not a fool, and he has taken this into consideration. Without absolute certainty, he will definitely not take action. Although Yuchen is in Shanghai now, he always has to meet customers and do things! Mr. Zhi'an has already found a suitable candidate in the south, and has promised a lot of money. There is always someone who can do this! Now, there is a former southern congressman named Lei Xintian in Tianjin who is helping Mr. Zhi'an to do this. There will always be a goal within a month! Our wealth and life are important, so this matter is naturally very cautious!"

He seemed not to want to stay here for too long, so he stood up and put his hat on his head: "Youzheng, you are responsible for moving the army well and preparing at any time. As long as the wind comes, it will be launched immediately in the name of the National Guardian Army! Mr. Yan Sun is now raising funds in Tianjin, and he will not let the brothers in Henan be hungry. The contact between us should be mainly about meeting each other, not sending letters or sending telegrams. No. 1, No. 1, No. 21, No. 1, No. 21, we will meet here. If you don't have to come, you must send a trustworthy and reliable person to bring you a message. That's it, say it's early to leave, I will go back to Tianjin to report to Mr. Zhi'an. I'll wait for the news from you." After saying that, a one-yuan liberation ticket was thrown to the table, nodded to Zeng Yujun, and then left the teahouse.

Zeng Yujun slowly picked up the one-yuan liberation ticket on the table and looked at it. The banknote issued by Yuchen was already in the south because of sufficient reserves and outstanding credit. It turned out that the banknote issued by the Bank of China, which was rebuilt by the Qing Dynasty Bank and the so-called Beijing banknote issued by the Bank of Communications funded by the Ministry of Transport, could be exchanged for more than seven yuan in one-yuan liberation ticket! Now that Beiyang has collapsed, these Beijing banknotes are even less valuable. Yuchen's power has been infiltrated, and you can know it through this bill. Are you sure you can succeed by trying to overthrow him or even killing him? And if Yuchen is really eliminated, is it good for this country that has become extremely chaotic? He was unwilling to think deeply about these questions, so he could only sigh softly and stare at the floating heat floating above the tea bowl. The times are really different.

There are always some remnants of forces in Beijing that are unwilling to let go of their times. When they are struggling to dyingly, the soldiers of the An Meng army advanced towards Fengtian City in the wind and snow. Although the journey is hard, it is still very smooth. I am about to approach the Liaohe River. It is only a day or two to cross the river and get away from Fengtian City!

The 27th Division of the Feng Army had long been in contact with the First Division of the An Meng Army. It was a strong and sturdy major named Han Linchun. However, it was one of the few professional staff members who graduated from the Japanese Army's Non-commissioned Office in the Fengtian Supervision and Training Institute. After the new army was changed, he served as a staff officer in the division headquarters. This time he was sent by Zhang Zuolin as a liaison officer and a guide for the route.

He also wore An Mengjun's fur hat and had already lowered his ear protection in the heavy snow. He accompanied Tao Dingnan and Wang Ting to march together. Looking at the surrounding terrain, he jumped off the horse and took out the map from his bag and spread it on the saddle, but the wind always made him unable to hold on to the map. Tao Dingnan hurriedly ordered: "Help Staff Han press the map, maybe something wrong with our marching!" Several staff members and guards jumped off the horse and helped Han Linchun hold the map. He looked carefully on the map, and then gestured with his hands. Finally, he put the map into the map bag and ran to the front of Tao Dingnan's horse to report: "Teacher Tao, we are only more than forty miles away from the Liaohe River, and we have not taken the wrong path! But Commander Zhang should send troops to welcome us at this time. These were all agreed when he was in Fengtian!"

Tao Dingnan was about to open his mouth when a strong wind blew up snowflakes and poured into his mouth. He spat a few times and immediately turned around: "Look at the damn heavy snow, it's grounding! Although we brought a wireless telegraph machine, how can we set up an antenna in this kind of weather? No news can be received. We have to avoid more than 30 kilometers around the South Manchuria Railway, and all the towns and cities are staggered. It is not easy to walk the right path in this kind of weather! The garrison sent by Commander Zhang may have missed it! Anyway, we just need to walk the right path! Before dark today, we will camp on the southern bank of the Liao River, cross the river during the day tomorrow, and advance into Fengtian as soon as possible. For your contact credit, we must come from Yougassy!"

While he was talking, he saw more than a dozen horses rushing in the heavy snow in front of him. A man in front of the horse was Colonel Hou Ming, the commander of the "Wolf Juxu" cavalry regiment. He was a great hero in the Battle of the Mongolian War. He led the cavalry outside the Great Wall to kill the grassland men who claimed to have grown up on horseback and fled. Back to Tianjin, the old regiment commander Gao Sheng, and he also sat on the throne of the commander of the hero cavalry regiment. In such heavy snow, his horse still came quickly and rushed to Tao Dingnan in a few steps. He quickly retracted the reins on the horse, stood up high, and made several circles in the snow. He looked at Tao Dingnan, wore his skin military cap and saluted him on the horse.

"Teacher, there is a big situation! Our regiment searches forward and opens the way. Another group of yellow cavalrymen in the snow! We thought they were our own people. But when we saw that there was a yellow star on his fucking hat, he was also speaking Japanese in a guru!"

Hou Ming led the cavalry regiment to search and advance, as the pioneer of the First Division. Their "Wolf Juxu" cavalry regiment was the only cavalry regiment of the division, and the organization was much larger than that of ordinary cavalry regiments. He became the leader and wanted to participate in the national war. He was really excited. He also adhered to his style of leading the way and led the troops to search and advance in the front, and he wanted to meet any unsightly horse bandits to fight happily. Xue Da Ren was not very visibility, and he didn't feel it was hard. He led his team to search and advance towards the Liaohe River in the north. He was very profitable. At this time, the Liaohe River must be frozen. He led the vanguard troops to go first and occupy a bridgehead on the opposite side. No matter what the situation was, the large army had a support for crossing the river. This is also the mission of their mobile cavalry!

They didn't get off their horses all the way, and they were all going to eat and drink immediately. They walked forward with difficulty in the wind and snow. They couldn't recognize the direction and walked forward in the direction pointed out by the compass. While they were marching, they vaguely heard the sound of people shouting and neighing from the opposite side. He held down the pace of his troops moving forward and asked his subordinates suspiciously: "Have you heard people's voices?"

Then everyone saw a group of people rushing out of the wind and snow. These people were riding tall horses and holding military flags in the heavy snow. They were all yellow uniforms similar to the An Meng army and large cotton military caps. Everyone was carrying a rifle wrapped in a gun coat!

The two sides collided head-on, and after thirty or forty steps, there was a burst of people shouting and neighing. The Langjuxu Cavalry Regiment, from the cavalry to the regiment commander, pulled the gun off his back, and then started pulling the gun. There was also a burst of quarrels on the opposite side. They also took the gun from their backs. Fortunately, the weather was very cold, and the guns on both sides were frozen, and the hands wearing gloves were not convenient to load the bullets. Otherwise, just this encounter, they might have fired each other! Some people would have to lose their lives!

Hou Ming hurriedly raised his hand to stop his soldiers. He was worried that the cavalry sent by Zhang Zuolin to pick him up. Although the more he looked, the more wrong it became, a thought suddenly jumped into his heart. Don't be the Japanese devils! Before the mobilization, the An Meng army had already conveyed the spirit of possible interference from the Japanese army. Everyone was holding their energy. The Japanese army dared to interfere and tried to beat them up. But now he suddenly encountered that these cavalry were all cavalry horses with improved horse breeds. The tall and powerful horses were one head taller than the Mongolian horse breeds that Hou Ming and others rode. The momentum was quite scary. They were holding guns on the opposite side, and the commander pressed them to prevent fire. The two sides were staring at each other with covetous eyes.

Hou Ming took a few steps forward against the wind and snow, and asked loudly: "Which part of you are from? What unit is it?" He first said in Southern dialect, and then said it in Northern Mandarin. He had been fighting in the north for almost a year, and his Northern dialect could be spoken in a fake way. There was a turbulent moment on the opposite side, and finally a stiff Chinese accent began to speak: "We are from the Fukuyama Cavalry Unit of the Hiroshima Corps of the Imperial Japanese Imperial Japanese Imperial! We are practicing here, and the area is a military restricted area. You should withdraw quickly! Otherwise, we will not bear any responsibility if anything happens!"

Hou Ming's forehead suddenly caught fire. He had already crossed the prairie and developed a courage to be fearless. When did he suffer such cowardly? The land of the Chinese has become a military restricted area for you Japanese devils? He looked back at the cavalry company with more than 100 people, each carrying a rifle and a sabre and a Lewis machine gun. Their cavalry regiment is given priority to change the unit. They carry seven or eight drums and hundreds of bullets. The Japanese devils on the opposite side are just like a cavalry team, with about twenty people and only sabres, and they can beat them down no matter how much wind and snow are heavy, so it's not good to run a few. And since they are practicing here, they don't know how many troops they have, it seems to have blocked the Liaohe River! Damn, isn't this just coming north to march towards our An Meng army?

No matter what, we must figure out the current situation! Hou Ming made up his mind. He waved his hand to his own troops and took the lead to retreat. The soldiers under his command were almost spitting out fire, and he let out a dissatisfied shout at their regiment commander. But the military order was at its highest level. He could not see the Japanese cavalry opposite him for hundreds of meters. The grandson probably rushed back to report! Hou Ming jumped off the horse and shouted at the cavalry company he led: "What are you calling at me? Get off the horse, pee on the bolt, melt the freezing! Put the rifle in his arms. Be ready to fire at any time. Let's touch it back to see how many Japanese devils are? Go back to report to the division commander, and you will have a correct idea of ​​how to play!"
Chapter completed!