Chapter 824 The War in the Central Plains

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Yu Dafu got on the train from Peiping to Nanjing and hurried south.

The storm is about to come, and a war started by the major warlords in the north and south is about to start in the Central Plains. Behind the war, there is no lack of support from European powers and Japan. The Manchu Qing Dynasty has fallen, and the business of the great powers in China will continue. So we had to find our own agents.

According to the practice of this era, before the parties officially start fighting, they must first engage in a war of words.

It can even be said that scolding wars are the main form of war in this era. Serious children go to the battlefield. Warlords fight mainly for performances, and the casualty rate is less than 10%. As a comparison, in France and Germany, which are known as "human flesh blenders" During the Battle of Verdun, both sides invested more than 100 divisions and more than 2 million soldiers in total. The final number of casualties reached 750,000, with a casualty ratio of nearly 40%.

Telegraph warfare is a form of combat favored by all parties. Through "telegraph warfare", old and new warlords can create their own "Confucian general" characters who cherish peace and prefer civil rather than military combat.

Peace and reunification were undoubtedly the things that the Chinese people longed for most at that time, and were also the greatest "political correctness." All forces knew this. Once they grasped the justice of war, they would shape themselves into seeking true peace and peace through war. Only unified patriotic generals can truly put the opponent to death, which is far more effective than effectively killing the opponent on the battlefield.

In the first direct-Anhui war, the two sides could only fight with real swords and guns for a few days. Before that, the two sides had been engaged in a telegraph war for more than three months, accusing each other of immorality and seizing a moral low point for themselves.

On April 19, 1922, my father, Xiao Fuzi, sent a nationwide telegram in the name of Commander-in-Chief of the Suppressing Wei Army, claiming that "if reunification lasts, the country will always have peace. Once the obstacles are removed, reunification will eventually last." Therefore, Jian led his master and disciples, Entering the pass and stationing there, we hope to use force as a shield before unification."

On the 21st, Wu Xiaoshuai responded via telegram, claiming, "He uses force as his front shield, and you use justice as your back. If you are right, you will get little help, but if you are wrong, you will get little help. ... Public opinion is the judge, and there is no judgment on merit or guilt. The thieves are eliminated. There will always be peace, to protect the dignity of the Republic of China, and to preserve the dignity of the Chinese nation. Wherever you are, your responsibilities are very important, eliminate violence and ensure peace, and have no hesitation in righteousness."

On the 25th, Wu Xiaoshuai and others jointly sent a telegram to denounce the "Ten Small Crimes" of Fengxian: (1) stealing artifacts and impeding unification; (2) recommending the culprits of the imperial system and appointing the culprits of restoration, acting perversely and endangering the country; (3) causing harm to the country. (4) Recruiting bandits as soldiers, "sinning against friendly countries"; (5) Monopolizing political power and breaking good laws and regulations; (6) Harassing the capital, allowing bandits to cause harm to the people; (7) Gaining control of Long and looking to Shu, and using force to achieve success Soldiers; (8) plundering weapons and weapons and acting as bandits; (9) recruiting enemies and rebels; (10) killing fellow soldiers. Declared: "Zuolin will die, the thieves will stop. The thieves will go, and the unification will be difficult."

Qi Meng bought a big ocean house in Nanluo Lane and it cost me a thousand small foreign dollars. Now, Huniu has been sent to Nanyuan to take care of your aunt who just had a stroke.

"It's okay, of course it's about the war."

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Xiao Zhuang grinned: "When I was growing up, I heard a scholar singing on the Tianqiao. The song was about Sun Chuanting's departure from Tongguan." Dafuzi knew that sending telegrams and scolding was a sight of warlords fighting in the Republic of China. He knew that, and maybe he was so determined. He persuaded his younger brother to follow Qi Meng.

Qi Meng moved his family to Nanluogu Lane in Dongcheng.

"I heard that the Southern troops have reached Xuchang. We are fighting very hard, and we have very few guns and food. I hope we can survive at Qitong Pass."

As far as the eye could see, there were gloomy villages and patches of woods. There seemed to be only some decaying grass and loess that was expected to fly in the wind.

Nanluo Lane is a "rich area" where some dignitaries live. During the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, there were not many royal palaces there. There are as few princes as dogs walking in the alley, and it can be regarded as a place of small wealth and nobility in the true sense.

Dafuzi moved here together, and kept the small room spotless every day. He also tidied himself up beautifully, standing on the window sill of the ocean floor like a watchman's stone, waiting for Qi Meng to come home.

"Brother, did Xiao Fuzi have anything to do with us that time?"

The crops outside the field have all been cut, and the distant peaks can draw bright blue curves in the sky.

Qi Meng was not cold about the dog-eat-dog war, but because he wanted to complete the Yingkou Dragon Drop mission.

, I need to ensure that Liaodong is under Xiaofuzi's control. In other words, I want to prevent Wen Xiaofu from sending his troops into the pass. Historically, Xiaofuzi transferred the main force into the pass, causing Liaodong to be on guard, and also gave the big day to invade Liaodong a year ago. Opportunity.

The trigger of that small war in the Central Plains was that during Mr. Sun's memorial ceremony, Marshal Zhang cried and patted the coffin to keep him standing, while announcing that I would organize and dismantle the warlords' troops.

Xiao Zhuang said something cautious and perfunctory, turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something, took out a handful of xiaoyang from his pocket, and warned: "Sister, I asked Brother Qi to give it to him. I also said that he should give it to him every month." You must spend 800 cash, otherwise you will scold him. It will be bad if you leave the laundry and cooking to my mother. I have to do it myself. I am not paying you to come and do things for us."

The electrification sent out by the warlords was mostly written by the old literati, with seven or eight parallel postures, neat counterpoints, strict and righteous words, full of justice and humane temperament, and the themes include non-trivial talks about democracy and republic, demands for the implementation of ***, Advocating for civilian politics, hoping for militarism, calling for the abolition of supervision and disarmament, and calling for national unification...

The whistle blew long and the train slowed down. Qi Meng raised his binoculars to tell that sorghum and corn, and buckwheat, which was the last to mature, had also been harvested. The plain became flatter.

Xiaozhuang’s boss is naturally not Qi Meng.

The train rumbled through the wilderness of North China, and Wanping City gradually became closer and closer.

"Oh, it's strange that the dead are better than the living." Qi Meng nodded.

Qi Meng is naturally free to go home. Now I have become a popular person under Xiao Fuzi. Xiao Fuzi admires Qi Meng very much. He often consults Wen Xiao on military affairs and civil affairs. Xiao Fuzi is stationed in the small camp. Wanping City in Beiping City.

Dafuzi looked at his younger brother's back and shouted from a distance: "Xiao Zhuang, don't rush from behind in a battle, or you will save your life."

After that, Xiao Zhuang turned and left.

"Brother Qi, that area was hit by a locust plague last year."

"Oh, I still have to wait a month for all the procedures to be completed."

That's a bad place to fight.

"Little Fuzi? Which Xiaofuzi?" There are so few handsome men now, how can Dafuzi know who Xiaofuzi is.

"Are we going to fight again?"

Qi Meng was silent for a moment and pointed at the Northeastern soldiers retreating in formation beside the railway.

Before the Northern Expedition, Zhang Dashuai, Feng Xiaoshuai, Yan Xiaoshuai, and Gui Xiaoshuai stood side by side. Zhang Dashuai wanted to weaken the others, but the others naturally refused, so a small battle can be avoided.

"In Liaodong, my father was beaten to death by Japanese pirates the year after next? Now Qisi City is under my control."

Qi Meng laughed and said, "He still knows there is no Tongguan?"

"You are sending a telegram to scold Wen Xiaofu."

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Dafuzi nodded blankly. Although you still knew who Xiaofuzi was, you told yourself intuitively that there was going to be another war.

At noon that day, Dafuzi's younger brother Xiaozhuang came upstairs. Dafuzi saw me from a distance and asked slowly, "Where is their boss?"