Chapter 335: Map of the Northern Expedition
In Chang'an, the capital of the Republic, three people were already waiting here in the No. 1 conference room of the Supreme Command.
The Grand Marshal of the Republic, sitting in the main seat, lowered his eyebrows and pondered, as if he was thinking.
The person on the left has a face like a jade, and the jade tree is in the wind, and his every move reveals elegance and confucian spirit.
The person on the right side has light eyebrows and long beards, his eyes are quite round, and he is not imposing. He looks like an ordinary old man.
These two are not others, except Leng Yuan, the Republic Zhihui is currently serving as two major generals, the dove-subject Confucian general Liu Fusu and the neutral-subject veteran Yue Runsheng.
"The Red Army soldiers took steps forward and responded to the call to fight. From the British coast to Siberia, hey, the Red Army is the most powerful in the world. The Red Army soldiers, polish the bayonets and hold the guns in their hands tightly. We should all become more and more tenacious and die on the battlefield with the enemy." Outside the No. 1 conference room, the brisk and heroic singing slowly came, as if from the throat of nature, from far to near, and finally stopped in front of the door.
The old marshal seemed to be smiling, as if he was thinking about problems, and as if he was listening to this song.
The name of this song is "The Most Powerful Red Army". The writer can no longer be crafted. It is a shocking former Soviet military song, telling the story of the Red Army attacking Flanger, the "Black Baron" of the Crimean Peninsula in the summer of 1920. The scene of the Red Army rolling in the red flags in the city appears before your eyes as soon as you hear the song, which makes people excited.
The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a slender figure walked in. The dark purple eyes were sensational. The battle robe was covered by dark clouds. The bright red lips as bright as roses were gently clamped with a burning cigar, and the elegant smoke was spit out from time to time.
"General Leng Yuan." The old marshal gave a symbolic salute to the visitor.
Leng Yuan smiled and returned a gift, then sat casually on a chair, took off the cigar between her red lips, clamped it with her slender index finger and middle finger, and said nothing, as if she was waiting for the following.
"General Leng Yuan, I have read the Northern Expedition plan and manifesto you submitted, but I still have doubts and doubts. Please answer truthfully." The old marshal flipped through the information that he had read dozens of times, his voice was full of majesty, and he used an attitude of not entering a stranger to be in an official voice.
Leng Yuan said: "Please speak."
"First of all, I want to know what I mean by this Northern Expedition?" The old marshal looked directly at Leng Yuan's dark purple pupils full of intimidation and asked deeply.
"Hahaha..." Leng Yuan let out a light laugh, but her eyes were full of sarcasm and jokes, and she said in a playful tone, "Eliminate violence and safeguard evil, and drive away evil and help the righteous."
The old marshal also smiled mysteriously, but did not buy it. His tone also eased. He stopped talking about official accents, and even his name changed: "Yuan, Runsheng and I both watched you grow up, and Fusu is also your childhood sweetheart. There are no outsiders here, but it doesn't matter."
Leng Yuan took a chew of a cigar and spit out the smoke ring gracefully. The playful meaning in her eyes became stronger, and no word in her words changed: "Eliminate violence and safeguard goodness, drive away evil and strengthen the righteous."
The old marshal seemed a little helpless, looked at Yue Runsheng and Liu Fusu beside him, and nodded to them.
The two of them looked quite helpless, but they had already understood the old marshal's meaning and retreated silently and brought them to the gate of the conference room before leaving.
Before the old marshal could speak, Leng Yuan suddenly spoke: "Marantor, the northern rebels have been invading our borders for a long time, and the remaining people have cried and are in a state of chaos. Do you really have no intention of going north?"
The old marshal smiled deeply and said quietly: "Even if he wants to go north, now there are all kinds of ferocious beasts, the country is unstable, and the people cannot fill their stomachs. There are few soldiers and generals, so how can we resist the enemy?"
"The Marshal is not afraid of ferocious beasts, but fears the power of the Federation." Leng Yuan's words made the old Marshal's eyes tremble. Although it only took a moment, it did happen. However, she did not continue the topic, but changed the topic. "When it comes to filling the belly, the Marshal should know that one acre in the north of China can raise all people, and it is a heavy land for grain production and industrial land. If it is not occupied, it will be difficult for the people in the south to escape the scarcity of millet and grain."
The old marshal was silent for a while, touched his long beard, squinted his eyes and asked, "What is the way for the general to retreat to the enemy?"
"I have my own good plans."
"The battlefield changes rapidly, and it is probably not a good strategy to win."
"The Marshal doesn't need to worry, you can deal with it."
The old marshal nodded thoughtfully, as if he had recalled some past events, and said with a little sadness: "Yuan, I am not afraid of anything else, I am afraid that this Northern Expedition, you will want to kill the 'General' to avenge your personal revenge."
Jiangzong, this is a legendary name, more legendary than the name "General Leng Luan". The reason is very simple. This person is the master of General Leng Luan.
This is an absolute legend. Jiangzong was born in 1920 and has been over a hundred years old. Since he was a young man, he has devoted himself to the War of Resistance and has experienced all major and large wars before and after the rise of the Republic. He is the oldest general, with the richest combat experience and the strongest ability in the old era. He deserves to be the Grand Marshal of the Republic. Every legendary and famous general born in later generations is all the proud disciples he trained himself, and the name of "Jiangzong" comes from this.
Not only General Leng Luan, but most famous generals in the old era had been worshipped by him, the current Grand Marshal of the Republic, the veteran Yue Runsheng, the Confucian general Liu Fusu, and even the Ying general Leng Yuan himself was also the disciple of the General Sect.
Where is the current sect? In the north! He was originally the Grand Marshal of the Republic, and after defecting, he became the supreme leader of the northern rebels!
The "private hatred" mentioned by the old marshal at this time did not refer to other things, but was the tragedy of the death of the General Leng Luan.
In the first year of the Benghuanian period, Leng Luan fought with Xicheng in order to protect the people and later received an order to give up the retreat of the civilian army. This order was issued by the general sect!
The disaster brought by the collapse of the generals defeated the entire army. In order to protect the elite soldiers and generals, he issued this difficult order, but in the end he received a firm rejection like Leng Luan.
Everything that happened later was known. Leng Luan ordered the entire army to defend the dead, and the people did not swear to retreat without any peace. However, the armored division responsible for covering the left wing fled under the command of the major general under his command, causing Leng Luan's main force to be surrounded by mutant creatures and all members were killed. A brilliant general star of the Republic fell into Xicheng, which really made future generations cry.
Although the direct cause of Leng Luan's death was the defection of the left-wing subordinates, in the final analysis, all the spearheads were directed at the retreat order of the general. If it were not for that order, Leng Luan's talent in commanding the army might be able to defend Xicheng to death, and wait for the civilians to evacuate, and then command the army to withdraw in an orderly manner.
But the retreat order from the sect not only led to the fall of Leng Luan, but also caused more than three million civilians in Xicheng to die, which is the most heartbreaking tragedy in the first year of the Burning Destruction.
There is no need to repeat what happened later. In the seventh year of the establishment of the Republic, Leng Luan's daughter Leng Yuan became a general and killed the officer who defected in the army that year. No one was left. The main figure who needed to be responsible for this tragedy was still entrenched in the north at this time. He was Leng Yuan's last and biggest "enemy".
With such a background, it is no wonder that the old marshal would doubt that Leng Yuan's purpose of the Northern Expedition was like what she wrote in "Anti-Bandit Edict": "Yuan was afraid that the mountains and rivers in the middle would be broken and disturbed by the people, so he wanted to lead his troops north, aiming to eliminate the rebellious bandits and quell the riots, so that the people could get their place, and the wandering sons would return home!"
Or should we use the name of the Northern Expedition to incite the soldiers' emotions, activate the country's war machine, use a war to avenge the mother and vent personal anger?
The old marshal didn't know, really didn't know, he couldn't see through Leng Yuan's thoughts...
Chapter completed!