Three days passed by in the blink of an eye, and today the weather in Dutong Mansion was sunny and sunny. Although the temperature had gradually begun to drop, it was still sunny.
There was a light layer of snow on the eaves of many roofs, which showed that there had been some snow just yesterday.
In the study room of the Dutong Mansion, Zhang Li was standing in front of his desk, swiping his pen like a brush. His figure was upright, and his writing power exuded a sense of vigor and perseverance.
"The officer's character is still as upright as ever, but his humble position is far inferior."
Adjutant Ren beside him bowed slightly and said with a smile. Ever since Adjutant Zhou went north to the grassland, he, the second mate, has been following the commander, and his mood has become more and more cheerful.
But for some reason, I was never as close as Adjutant Zhou in front of the commander. I felt a little sad in my heart. I suppressed the impatience in my heart and could only hope that Adjutant Zhou would stay in the grassland throughout the winter, so that I could have a chance to rise to the top.
"Hmph! This flattery is too stiff. I haven't practiced calligraphy for many days, so my strength is a lot rusty, but it doesn't matter. For me, calligraphy is just an adjustment."
Zhang Li placed the brush on the inkstone, picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out one, lit it and took a puff.
"Oh, by the way, those reporters outside were sent away?"
"Yes, they have all been sent away and some hush money has been given, but I guess it is of little use. Most of these reporters are from Tianjin and Beiping. They have very tough mouths and will not pay attention to me and others at all."
"Forget it, hum! These people who play with pens are just annoying! But they can't even beat or scold them!"
Zhang Li shook his head. Now many eyes in the country are paying attention to this, and every move here also attracts the attention of countless people.
Naturally, he was under a lot of pressure. The commander-in-chief called him personally not long ago, speaking fiercely and demanding that he give an explanation as soon as possible.
He had previously reported to the commander-in-chief to set up a defense line in Chazhong. Now he called again, which showed that the pressure on the commander-in-chief was increasing.
This is to ask him to come up with a justifiable military exploit as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Zhang Li felt depressed for a while. The commander refused to allocate money and asked him to show a justifiable military exploit. Isn't this embarrassing?
He took out the battle report prepared in the drawer.
This is a battle report written in Spring and Autumn style. The words confuse Zhao Ming's military exploits with those of his subordinate Captain Li.
The core meaning of the battle report is roughly that Captain Li of our independent regiment led 3,000 troops to set up defenses on the front line of Chazhong a few days ago, and within a few days, he united with the local people to fight against the Outer Mongolian army.
Occasionally there were gains, and several invading armies from Outer Mongolia were repelled. A total of more than 6,000 people from the neighboring tribes of Ba'a and Khalkha were repelled. Countless people were killed and killed, and the banner of Khalkha was even killed. The master alone! All his personal guards were captured.
This battle report was written based on the recent detection of Zhao Ming's troops' gains a few days ago.
When he saw this information for the first time, Zhang Li couldn't believe it.
Are the Outer Mongolians really so easy to deal with?
But as more and more prairie spies came back with consistent news, Zhang Li now had to believe it even if he didn't believe it.
However, he also knew that the actual situation was definitely not that exaggerated. Most of them were killed and retreated, and too many gains would not be enough.
After all, it is unlikely to cause huge casualties on the battlefield.
But should this battle report be submitted now?
Captain Li's side had not made any achievements, so he had to kill off a group of Outer Mongolian talents so that he could report it, otherwise the battle report would not be able to withstand scrutiny afterwards.
The key point is that there are no Outer Mongolian prisoners now. When the time comes, all parties will send people over to investigate, and then there will be no way to avoid lying about military exploits.
Although there were many cases of killing good people and claiming merit in ancient times, this is not the ancient times.
Especially now that the flag of the blue sky and white sun is still flying under the command of his commander-in-chief. When the time comes, people from the southern authorities will probably come to investigate.
The handsome man can help intercede, but the principal will not give him face.
"It's difficult!"
"Sir, actually you don't have to worry if I see this!"
"oh?!"
Hearing the words of Adjutant Ren next to him, Zhang Li couldn't help but glance at him curiously.
"Sir! I think that since the story about Director Zhao is true, it means that the Outer Mongolians are just a group of barbarians and there is nothing to fear.
Field Director Zhao was able to accomplish such feats with just some crude weapons.
We have guns and artillery. If Commander Li is allowed to use his free will and be more aggressive going north, perhaps the greatest military exploit will be ours!
What's more, Captain Li also has Adjutant Zhou as his staff, I think this matter is feasible! "
Adjutant Ren's words naturally have his own thoughts.
Deliberately exalting Adjutant Zhou, the higher you lift him, the harder he will fall.
Of course, on the other hand, it is also because he also feels that Outer Mongolia is not very capable of fighting. The little-known Zhao Ming can do such a big thing. It may not be easier for their regular army to deal with the Outer Mongolia.
"Yes! This is reasonable, but we only asked them to set up defenses not long ago. Allowing them to continue to move forward in a short period of time will inevitably cause dissatisfaction.
In a few days! In a few days, the transportation of supplies will be increased, and an additional artillery battalion will be dispatched to cooperate with Commander Li. "
Bang!
As he spoke, Zhang Li punched the table and said in a deep voice, "I want these Outer Mongolians to go back and forth wherever they come from!"
But as soon as he finished his domineering words, there was a rush of footsteps outside.
"Sir!"
A personal guard stood in front of the study door and said solemnly.
"What's wrong?"
"Yes... Captain Li sent someone back!"
"Oh! Let that person in quickly!"
Zhang Li was a little unhappy at first, but when he heard this, he suddenly felt happy.
He couldn't help but speak, and Adjutant Ren on the side quickly smiled and said, "Congratulations, sir. I heard that the Outer Mongolians have been active in the Chazhong area recently. I guess there is good news!"
Zhang Li also thinks so, and he still has some confidence in Captain Li.
Although this person didn't have many affiliations with the factions, but because of this, he was shot with one knife and one shot.
This kind of person who is not an elite under his command is better than an elite!
After a while, the door opened with a creak, and a soldier walked in with another soldier.
Needless to say, the former was Zhang Li's personal soldier, but the latter was a little different. He was wearing a cotton military uniform, and his whole body was dirty. There was a lot of dirt and blood on the cotton clothes, and his hair was messy.
Those who didn’t know thought they were refugees from somewhere.
But when this scene fell in the eyes of Zhang Li and others, their eyes lit up, what a warrior!
Obviously, this was after a brutal fight, but Zhang Li soon smiled lightly.
The people below want to be miserable, it is human nature, as long as they achieve military exploits, this is not a problem.
"Haha! What is the name of this brother?"
"Sir...I...I..."
Zhang Li still had a faint smile on his face, but he didn't notice that the soldier's eyes were wandering and a little distracted on his face with his head lowered.
This is not a pretense, this is really a beating.
