The commander of the 30th division, Fang Youhu, was shot dead by Zhang Hanchao in front of thousands of soldiers.
Blood splattered all over the ground.
Fang Youhu's boiling blood splattered on the faces of the soldiers that Fang Youhu had brought with him. They were so scared that they collapsed on the ground.
Zhang Hanqing stood in the distance and looked at Fang Youhu, whose head had been smashed into a pulp. He couldn't be any more dead. For a moment, he felt his entire body go limp.
Lunatic, Zhang Hanchao is a lunatic!
Zhang Hanqing's heart trembled.
A nine-year-old child actually dared to kill a commander so calmly.
When the other generals heard the gunshots, they also rushed out.
Just like Zhang Hanqing, he stood rooted to the ground. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he swallowed twice and couldn't say a word.
"19th Division, listen up. From today onwards, we will head to the Yannan battlefield!”Zhang Hanchao's voice echoed throughout the entire field.
"No, you can't go!" Zhang Hanqing ran over and stopped him angrily.
"You can't control me!" Zhang Hanchao said with a smile.
"I'm your big brother!" Zhang Hanqing said angrily.
"Then are you going to detain me or kill me to avenge him?”
" I…" Zhang Hanqing clenched his fists.
No matter what, he couldn't do it.
Zhang Hanqing had two selfish motives for stopping Zhang Hanchao from going to the front line.
Firstly, it was because Zhang Hanchao was too young and too dangerous on the battlefield.
If anything happened, his father, Marshal Zhang, might punish him.
The second was that Zhang Hanchao had killed Fang Youhu. If he was allowed to leave, how would Zhang Hanqing convince the crowd?
What would Zhang Hanqing do if the 30th division were to mutiny?
However, he knew that he could not stop Zhang Hanchao.
Ever since Zhang Hanchao was assassinated on New Year's Eve, Zhang Hanqing knew that this day would come for him and Zhang Hanchao.
"All the soldiers of the 19th Division, disperse. Gather at the north gate before seven o'clock!”Zhang Hanchao turned around and shouted at the soldiers of the 19th Division.
……
"Fang Youhu was killed by the Sixth Young Master?”
At the front line of Yannan City, Zhang Zuoxiang received the telegram and had a strange look on his face.
Fang Youhu was used to being arrogant. Many people knew that he would end up miserable, but no one expected that he would end up like Zhang Hanchao, a nine-year-old child.
Fang Youhu's trusted aide really couldn't find any excuses.
Zhang Hanchao was Marshal Zhang's son. No one dared to touch him in public.
If he was killed by a nine-year-old child, the world would only think that Fang Youhu was a good-for-nothing who died at the hands of a child.
" Now that the 30th division has lost their commander, our reinforcements…" The adjutant was a little worried.
"Didn't Zhang Hanchao bring his men over?”Zhang Zuoxiang said with a smile.
"But he only has 800 people. What use can he have?”
"Just wait and see. Our Sixth Young Master is not an ordinary person!”Zhang Zuoxiang smiled.
"This…"
"Inform Jiang Xingcheng to move out at nine o'clock tonight. Bomb the Japanese soldiers stationed in Yannan City, especially their tank camps.”Zhang Zuoxiang waved his hand and said sternly.
……
"Commander, Boss Jiang is not going to sit back and watch the tigers fight!”At the Peace Hotel, Guo Shuming sighed.
"The entire country understands their thoughts, so let them be!”Commander Zhang waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Sigh! "If this continues, once our Feng army is completely defeated, the entire northeast will definitely fall under the iron hooves of the devils!”
"To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the interior. This is the dogshit policy they have always adhered to.”
" But I didn't expect that my Sixth Brother, a nine-year-old child, would lead only 800 people to the battlefield. Those people only know how to play tricks behind the scenes. How laughable and pathetic!”Marshal Zhang shook his head, a bitter smile flashing across his face.
" Hanchao, that brat, has grown up. When the nest is overturned, no eggs will remain intact. Such a simple logic is clear to a nine-year-old child, but those people only know how to pretend to be deaf and dumb!”Guo Shuming sighed, a trace of hatred flashing in his eyes.
"What did they do with the 30th division?”Commander Zhang asked.
"The eldest young master suppressed Fang Youhu's trusted aide and personally took over the 30th division.”
"No, send a telegram back and let Zhang Zuoxiang take over the 30th division at the same time. The 28th division in Hanqing is enough for him to train!”Commander Zhang seemed to be implying something.
……
The truck rumbled and the road was bumpy.
It was April 1st, 1928.
It had been ten days since the Japanese suddenly declared war on the Tang Dynasty.
On the road from Fengtian to Yannan, one could always see ordinary people who had fled.
Occasionally, he could see wounded soldiers who had retreated from the front line lying on stretchers, their eyes devoid of any light.
"Commander, we only have 800 people. We can't go to the direct battlefield!”Xu Baishi sat in the passenger seat and turned to look at Zhang Hanchao.
"Then where do you think we should go?”Zhang Hanchao asked casually.
With their 800-man team, there was no point in going to the main battlefield except to die.
"I don't know yet. The situation with the Japanese is still unclear. We'll only know when we get to the front line!”Xu Baishi shook his head.
"Yes!" Zhang Hanchao responded.
Xu Baishi was not an impulsive person. Zhang Hanchao had always thought that he would go to the front line to fight a battle regardless of the consequences.
Zhang Hanchao was even more satisfied with Xu Baishi's words.
Not long after the truck drove, they saw the roadblock set up by Feng Jun in front of them.
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