The next morning, in Zhang Yuting's study room, a few of his old friends came to him one by one. Asking a fifteen-year-old kid to lead an army? Wasn't this a joke?
"Yuting, I don't want to criticize you, but Hanze is still so young. Just let him lead the troops. We don't have any troops stationed at Yingkou. If something really happens, we, as uncles, won't be able to help!”
Zhang Zuoxiang was very sincere. He really cared about Zhang Hanze. To be precise, Zhang Hanze was not even fifteen years old. Even if he brought a company, so what?
"Yuting, if you want to train Hanze, you can leave him in Fengtian City. If you really can't, you can take him out of the city. But you have to go to Yingkou. That's 150 kilometers away, and there's no train there.”
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"This matter is too childish. I don't agree!!”
Sun Liechen, Tang Yulin, and the others also chimed in. After all, he was only a young man who was not even fifteen years old. It was too dangerous to go alone.
" Brothers, I've told Hanze these words several times, but that kid is determined to go to Yingkou. As his father, I can't insist on it anymore. Besides, I, Zhang Yuting, still have some reputation in Fengtian Province. It shouldn't be a problem for you to spend more time in Yingkou."”
Hearing Zhang Yuting's insistence, the few of them did not say anything more. They just wanted to get more soldiers for the kid. After all, they had quite a few soldiers now.
Meanwhile, Zhang Han had also selected some reliable people from the 27th Division based on his memory. These people were all people who had left their names in history. Now, because of his arrival, they might become different.
Two days later, Zhang Yuting gave Zhang Hanze a battalion, which was called the Patrol Battalion. Zhang Hanze would also take over as the battalion commander. At the same time, a letter of appointment had been sent to Yingkou County. It was estimated that when Zhang Hanze arrived in Yingkou, the local county head would personally receive him.
In Fengtian Province, who didn't know Zhang Yuting?
This was a warlord. At the beginning of the year, many provinces in the south declared independence and supported their troops. Otherwise, President Yuan of the capital would not have given up on the imperial system.
After all, Zhang Yuting was also going to take over as the military governor of Fengtian. With a wave of his hand, he transferred 200 Hanyang rifles, five Maxim heavy machine guns, and a total of 100,000 bullets to his son. In this day and age, a Hanyang rifle could be sold for 30 or even 40 dollars on the black market.
The entire Dragon Country's military system was extremely backward. It was even cheaper to make a rifle by themselves than to buy it from a foreign country. Moreover, the quality of the domestic Hanyang products also had their own merits. Perhaps the quality of this generation was good, but the quality of the next generation would not be good.
Zhang Han deliberately chose to leave the city late at night. The Japanese spies in Fengtian City were involved in all walks of life. Perhaps other people were a little lucky about the Japanese, but Zhang Han did not have such naive thoughts.
The despicable and shameless little Fusang had only wanted to annex the northeast from the beginning to the end and make it their territory. Then, they would go through daily necessities. After a few generations, they might really not know who their ancestors were.
When the sun rose in the east again, more than 300 infantrymen, wearing relatively new military uniforms, quickly advanced on the path from Fengtian to Yingkou.
Not far away, on the Anfeng railway, the train carriages were breathing huge steam and stirring the transmission shaft, pushing the huge train forward quickly.
Zhang Han stopped in his tracks. The train was filled with coal, all of which had been dug out from Fengtian. The Japanese did not have to spend a single cent to transport these coal mines to the country one by one.
However, the 27th Division had no other way.
"Battalion Commander?"
Behind him were the Company Commanders of the 1st Company, Chu Shixin, the 2nd Company, Wang Yizhe, and the 3rd Company, Jiang Dengyuan, who were personally appointed by Zhang Hanze. These people had also attended private schools, so they could quickly receive all kinds of military orders.
"The Anfeng railway was built in 1904 and opened to traffic in 1905. Over the years, it has transported so many iron ores, copper ores, and even soybeans from Northeast China…The reason why Fusang can rapidly industrialize is largely because Northeast China provides raw materials.”
These words coming out of Zhang Hanze's mouth might have made others feel strange, but after interacting with him for two short days, Chu Shixin and the others had gotten used to this young and mature Battalion Commander.
Zhang Han was Zhang Yuting's son, so everyone naturally respected him. Moreover, Zhang Han treated people well. In any case, he did not put on any airs. Ever since they came out of Fengtian City, he had followed them on the march without saying a word of fatigue. Chu Shixin and the other company commanders were also secretly impressed.
Didn't they hear that the young master of the marshal was in poor health? Why did it seem like his body was even stronger than theirs?
"Let's go. We should be able to reach Yingkou County tonight.”
In the middle of the night, Yingkou County only had a few scattered flames, proving that it was still a county. The low and loose city walls seemed to be able to be destroyed by another storm. Early in the morning, the main streets of the county were empty. There were not many people in the city.
A long time ago, there was a rumor that one should never marry their daughter to Yingkou.
Although it was close to the sea, this sea area had not been developed by anyone. There were only some fishermen who relied on the sea for a living. If it was placed in the western powers, the sea area of Yingkou would definitely be developed into a large-scale transportation port.
"May I ask if you are Zhang Hanze's Battalion Commander Zhang's troop?？”
At the city gate, it was already past 10 p. m. A middle-aged man in a long robe was also waiting for Zhang Hanze. Good heavens, this was Zhang Yuting from Fengtian who had personally written a letter. How could Li Guangxing dare to neglect him?
The letter didn't state Zhang Hanze's identity, but his surname was Zhang. In addition, Zhang Yuting had personally written the letter. Even an idiot could guess Zhang Hanze's identity and status.
However, Li Guangxing had his own plans. He had been to a new school and had ambitions in his heart. However, he had wanted to kill thieves, but he was powerless to do so. After so many years, he had also thought of going to Tianhai and the capital to find another way out. However, on second thought, he had no connections or money. Even in Tianhai, the capital had not changed. He might as well stay in Yingkou and do something useful for the local people. At least he could guarantee that he would not collect exorbitant taxes.
And now, with a big shot from Fengtian coming to his small county, it might be his chance.
After a simple introduction, Li Guangxing also placed the soldiers of the patrol unit near the Earth Temple in the south of the city. There was a lot of empty space there, which was just right for them to be stationed. Zhang Han brought Chu Shixin, Wang Yizhe, and the others into the city with Li Guangxing.
Li Guangxing would never have thought that the commander of the patrol battalion mentioned in the letter was actually the youngest one in front of him. Moreover, he was a young man around fifteen years old, even though he was already quite tall.
"Battalion Commander Zhang, please forgive us. The conditions in Yingkou are indeed a little bad…"
"Battalion Commander Zhang, don't worry. I didn't mention anything about the patrol battalion entering Yingkou. You can rest assured and stay here.”
Li Guangxing was also a smart person. He came from Fengtian and specially sent a patrol battalion. There were so many rifles just now, and it was scary. Who knew what these soldiers were going to do? If it was a traffic artery like Jinzhou, it would make sense, but Yingkou was really poor. Even the Japanese did not want to build the railway here.
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