There were many well-informed people in Fengtian City. The city that was bustling in the morning was about to become empty in the afternoon. This might be a little exaggerated, but the popularity was indeed less.
However, commoners were commoners. Life had to go on. There were always people who were not afraid of death wandering on the streets.
Zhang Zhengzong stroked his moustache. The fact that a modern youth had become a middle-aged man of the Republic of China had a huge impact on him.
It was not a good thing to have a beard. Why would the Japanese have a sanitary beard? The beard under the nose was called a sanitary beard.
As the name suggested, hygiene was more important, and it was almost one of the symbols of the Japanese officers. The other two were the turtle shell box and the samurai knife.
Because that style of beard was easy to clean and comb daily, when eating, there would be no long beard falling into the rice, so it was called a sanitary beard.
And because its shape was similar to the scrub used for washing clothes, it was also called the scrub beard.
However, middle-aged men in this era would definitely be laughed at if they didn't have a beard. They grew a beard to make people look more stable and reliable. To put it simply, they looked more like big shots.
However, the younger generation did not think much of it. For example, in order to pick up girls, Little Zhang shaved every day. His face was fair and clean, fairer and more delicate than most women. This young master of the Marshal's Estate had the reputation of being a gigolo.
Over the past few days, he had slowly accepted his beautiful moustache. It was only those beautiful concubines who would complain that the handsome man's beard was too prickly and as sharp as steel needles.
Kikuchi Takeo was about to become a major general. Many Japanese military officers had been stuck in the position of colonel for their entire lives and could never be promoted. They could only regretfully retire with the rank of colonel and regret it for the rest of their lives.
The military rank of general was still very valuable. Not only did one have to have military achievements, but one also had to have talents in the court. Only in times of war would there be exceptions.
In any era, military achievements were the fastest way for soldiers to be promoted. Those who could fight would naturally be more liked by their superiors, and they would naturally climb higher.
It would be difficult in times of peace. He could only rely on his qualifications and background to slowly endure.
"Zong Shuai, you have to give an explanation to our empire. You have been dealing with me for a long time. I have also stated my conditions. In order not to start a war between the two countries, you should make a decision early to prevent Fengtian City from being plunged into misery.”
Kikuchi Takeo was somewhat arrogant. His confidence came from the powerful combat strength of the Japanese army. This was the reason why weak countries had no diplomacy.
"Hehehe, there's no hurry." Zhang Zhengzong knew that the Feng army could not defeat the Japanese army now. If they could, he would not have to waste his breath on Kikuchi Takeo. What was there to talk about? One word, fight.
This is what it means to be naughty, isn't it!
A dignified soldier actually had to use his mouth to convince the enemy. What a shame!
Bickering wasn't something that soldiers should do. It was the specialty of a diplomat. Don't take away their privileges.
Old Zhang was indeed a little short. He wasn't even as tall as Zhang Zhengzong before he transmigrated. At the very least, Zhang Zhengzong, who was a modern youth, was 175cm taller. On the other hand, this handsome man's height was a little dismal. He wasn't even 165cm tall. The difference was a full ten centimeters. This height was visible to the naked eye.
Therefore, this short and vigorous Northeastern King was nicknamed Little Zhang. After all, his height was a little unique among the burly men of the Northerners.
Kikuchi Takeo had seen through Zhang Zhengzong's plan and had given him his ultimatum. He had to hand over the five criminals who had killed the warriors of the imperial army before five o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhang Zhengzong's eyes flashed with a sharp light. The Wei Nation had gone too far. At the same time, he knew that the honeymoon between the Wei Nation and the Feng family was going to be over.
It should be said that from the moment Zhang Zhengzong became the King of the Northeast, the cooperation between the two changed.
The Japanese supported Zhang Zhengzong as the King of the Northeast for their own benefit, and both sides were using each other.
Who would have thought that the cunning King of the Northeast would send the Japanese flying with a kick after he sat in his seat?
It was too much to say that he was kicked away. It should be that he was separated from them. Anyway, he didn't buy it. Just like Yan Laoxi, our Marshal Zhang was also a good dancer on several eggs. He never stepped on the eggshell and was extremely admirable.
After all, there were many people who drowned when they were two-timing, and those who were good at playing were often very famous.
There were a few simple people who started from scratch, such as Liu Bang and Zhu Yuanzhang.
Among the past emperors, only the two of them had truly started from scratch.
Compared to Liu Bang, our Director is not even as good as Liu Bang, who was once a Tingchang. He had a low vision and created a unique military household system. He always thought that people could follow their own rules and that the Ming Dynasty could last for thousands of years.
This military household of the Ming Dynasty was like the Eight Banners Army that had entered the pass. In a short period of time, it had decayed and become a joke.
"Five people, five hundred silver coins each. That's what you told me before. It's up to you. Kikuchi, our Old Zhang is also a person who has been through a lot of blood. Every piece of flesh on his body has drunk the blood of the enemy. Of course, the blood of the Japanese is also included. 2,500 silver coins.
Back then, I wasn't even afraid of being barefooted. Now that I have so much money, if I were to cower, would I still be a Northeastern man? Today, I'll just piss off for once. At worst, I'll die. Anyway, I'll have everything in this life.”
It was a Northeastern dialect and had many meanings, but most of them meant that a person was very powerful in a certain aspect.
500 silver dollars was the price Kikuchi offered to the two soldiers who were killed. He didn't understand it before, but now he knew. This bastard, this little guy Zhang killed them on purpose for revenge. Why was he so vengeful? What a lunatic.
No, he was not crazy. He was doing it for the morale of the Feng army. This proud little guy was getting more and more ambitious. He even set his sights on the imperial army.
Should he say that he had great ambitions but little talent?
Or was it arrogance?
But why was he slapped in the face? The key was that he had suffered a loss. Similarly, soldiers were also human lives. Wasn't it the same if they died? Were these Japanese soldiers more expensive?
Wasn't he raised by his parents?
If it was possible, Kikuchi Takeo would say that the warriors of the Imperial Army were more valuable, but he could not take back what he had said before. Just look at that old fox Marshal Zhang's disdainful gaze. It was impossible to make him bow down unless he was beaten to submission.
Although the Feng family had suffered a loss inside the pass, this was outside the pass. The Feng army had no way out and could only die with the Japanese army. They had no shoes under their feet. They were so poor that they could not afford to wear shoes. How could they not bear to part with their old lives?
It was currently the Taisho period, and this emperor was a peace-loving person. He was also a retard. Cough, cough, cough. It was cerebritis. If he remembered correctly, it was cerebritis. Zhang Zhengzong couldn't really remember to invite him either. Although it was a parallel world, the year number of both worlds was the same. After all, he came from the first year of Ling He.
Hehehe, the militaristic military was not very powerful, but the Wei Nation civil officials were still very powerful, and they wanted to reduce their troops, almost driving the soldiers, especially the navy, crazy.
After nodding at the table, Kikuchi Takeo stood up and bowed to Zhang Zhengzong." I'm sorry, Zong Shuai. I was too rash earlier. Please allow me to report this matter to Commander Noda of the Kwantung Army."”
"Hehehe, there's no need. General Noda is an old acquaintance of mine, and we're old friends. I invited him to dinner tonight, and he's already agreed to it.”
"Then I'll be leaving first." Kikuchi narrowed his eyes. It seemed that this matter was going to be suppressed. Ichiro Noda's term of office was coming to an end. He only wanted stability now. He did not want to make any contributions, but he wanted to make no mistakes.
At his age, other than going into politics, he could only retire.
However, he was not a real person of Choshu Domain. It was already fortunate for him to be promoted to lieutenant general. He dared not even think about the rank of general. After all, he was not Chinese. His parents were just workers. It was considered lucky for him to be promoted to lieutenant general. In any era, unspoken rules existed. Everyone knew that it was easy to be an official if there were people in the court.
That way, he could climb higher and faster. If he was ambitious, he could even deal with Zhang Zhengzong and conquer the three eastern provinces. Not to mention becoming a general, he could even become a marshal. Although it was an honorary rank, since the reform, how many marshals did the Wei Nation have, including the army and navy?
After deducting the fake royalty and posthumous gifts, there really weren't many of them now. Which one of them wasn't a famous old devil?
He had a good relationship with the old fox Zhang Zhengzong, so he naturally knew that this old friend was not easy to deal with. In order to play it safe, he planned to suppress him.
It was just five soldiers. To the high-ranking generals, their lives were worth less than dogs, just a few words in a document. In reality, these high-ranking generals of the Wei Nation could not recognize the soldiers below them at all. They could recognize the generals, but it was hard to say for the lieutenants.
Besides, kindness doesn't mean that you can't control the army!
After seeing the casualties of tens of thousands of soldiers, and seeing the five soldiers who had died unnaturally, how could Noda Ichiro's heart be moved at all? How many people had died in the attack on Lukou Fortress back then?
The entire squadron was wiped out like moths to a flame. They rushed to their deaths, using their flesh and blood to fight against Mao Xiong's cannons and machine guns. Their sacrifices were meaningless, all for the sake of General Naimu Xidian's meat bombs.
The benefits were the most important. Everything else could be ignored.
Right now, the most important thing for the Wei Nation was to maintain their interests in the northeast. Even if they could not expand further, they had to at least maintain their current interests.
The soybeans, rice, and other rich resources in the northeast were very important to the Wei Nation, which was a resource-poor island country. They could not afford to lose this place.
Japan had a population of 70 million. It was almost unimaginable for the barren land to support so many people.
What should he do?
External expansion, industrial production, agricultural production, and the Korean Peninsula were all sources of agricultural products.
Even under such circumstances, the Wei Nation was still the weakest compared to the other countries, and even sugar was a restricted resource.
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