The next day, which was March 18th, 1916, Chu Tianyun put on his gray military uniform early in the morning. Last night, he talked to Chu Yonglong for almost two hours.
In the end, Chu Yonglong appointed Chu Tianyun as the battalion commander of the 11th Infantry Division's 3rd Brigade, 2nd Regiment, 1st Battalion. The 1st Battalion would be stationed 100 miles southeast of Quzhou County, at the outermost perimeter of the 11th Infantry Division's defense circle.
The sky was slightly bright, and the red clouds in the east had yet to fully appear. At the east gate of Quzhou County, Miss Chen didn't come. She was afraid that she couldn't bear to part with her son, so Chu Yonglong naturally had to send Chu Tianyun off.
Not far away was the 1st Battalion, which was already prepared and ready to attack. The Northern Warlords had 13 infantry divisions. The more advanced the division, the stronger the combat strength. There were also 18 mixed regiments, with a total of 400,000 soldiers.
It was not without reason that the Northern Warlords could rule and occupy the central government. The annual military expenditure of these 400,000 people, plus the cost of purchasing cannons and rifles, amounted to tens of millions of silver dollars.
No matter how strong the other warlords were, just the military expenditure of tens of millions of silver dollars was enough to make them flinch.
Provinces like Zhejiang Province, which were relatively rich and had a large population, had an annual tax of about 15 million silver dollars.
It had to be said that these 300 soldiers were truly an elite force. Each and every one of them held their heads high and puffed out their chests, brimming with energy. Chu Yonglong was not stingy with Chu Tianyun. It seemed that he had really treated Chu Tianyun as his own son during this period of time.
A battalion of soldiers, plus 400 Hanyang Type 88 rifles that were copied from Germany, and 10,000 rounds of ammunition. No matter what, this was not a small amount of wealth.
The current market price of Hanyang was about 20 dollars. In other words, 400 Hanyang guns would be worth 8,000 dollars. With 10,000 bullets, it would be worth almost 1,000 dollars.
Five to six hours later, Chu Tianyun's 1st Battalion was marching at full speed on the gravel road from Quzhou County to Jinhua County.
The 11th Infantry Division was defending the outer perimeter of the city. It was a large village with nearly 500 households, surrounded by mountains. The people in the village were simple and honest, and the young and strong men in the village had formed a militia. From a geographical point of view, this place was closer to Jinhua County.
From Shuiping Weir to the east was the territory of the Zhejiang Warlord Lu Yongxiang. Obviously, Chu Yonglong's 11th Infantry Division's next battle plan was Jinhua County.
Lu Yongxiang, the warlord of Zhejiang Province, was supported by the Americans. Hangzhou and Ningpo were trading ports that were established earlier. After the Qing government announced its disbandment, Lu Yongxiang directly declared independence and became the military governor of Zhejiang Province.
Along the way, the commotion caused by the 1st Battalion was definitely explosive enough, especially when everyone had a Hanyang gun. Although it wasn't brand new, the black barrel was enough to intimidate anyone who wanted it.
Beside Chu Tianyun was the original battalion commander of the First Battalion, Chen Luoyan. He was also a descendant of his mother's Chen Clan, so Chu Tianyun was naturally at ease.
He was 19 years old, only three years older than Chu Tianyun.
It should be said that during the entire Republic of China, the food and nutrition of the people could not keep up. The monthly salary of the ordinary soldiers of the Northern Warlords fluctuated between one to three silver dollars, while the salary of the local warlords was even lower.
"Battalion Commander, we will be able to enter the horizontal weir in two hours. We should be able to reach it before dark.”
Chen Luoyan handed Chu Tianyun a pot of water and asked,"I wonder if Chu Tianyun can handle the morning's rush?" Although he was the adopted son of his master, Chu Yonglong did not have a biological son at the moment. This adopted son had the right to inherit.
"Vice Battalion Commander Chen, although father made me the Battalion Commander of the 1st Battalion, it is still safer for you to be the actual leader of the 1st Battalion.”
Chen Luoyan was pleased with Chu Tianyun's words. She had heard about how the adopted son of a senior master could not stand it, but from the looks of it today, his way of handling things made her eyes light up.
"I heard my mother mention Vice Battalion Commander Chen a few times, so please bear with me in the future.”
Chu Tianyun knew that this was probably his mother's arrangement. He was afraid that he did not have any acquaintances in the army.
Since it was arranged by his mother, the 1st Battalion could definitely be nurtured as a trusted aide.
"Battalion Commander, Madam has already told me that I must ensure your safety. This 1st Battalion is made up of mostly Chen Clan disciples, all of whom are trustworthy brothers!”
The sun was rising high in the east. The early spring sunlight shone on Chu Tianyun, giving him warmth. Although he only had 300 soldiers, everything was difficult at the beginning. As long as Chu Tianyun was given enough time, 300, 3000, 300,000 soldiers were only a matter of time.
Because Chu Tianyun had a real industrial mother machine on his wrist, which would be the capital for Chu Tianyun's rise.
The industrial mother machine would help Chu Tianyun build the largest industrial zone, whether it was civilian or military industrial products.
For example, the most profitable military products in the country.
"Brothers, when we reach Shuiping Weir before dark, I, Chu Tianyun, will personally pay for you to eat pork, okay?”
Chu Tianyun jogged to the front of the troops and shouted. His voice was heard by the entire 1st Battalion.
"Pork!"
"Battalion Commander actually said that we'll eat pork tonight. Damn it, work harder. We must reach Shuiping Weir before dark. But he hadn't eaten pork for half a month.”
Everyone burst into cheers. Clearly, compared to the temptation of pork, a few dozen miles was nothing.
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