Commander Jiang's War, Injured 5,000 Enemies and 800 Self-Deaths
In this parallel world, the main terrain of the war was not large.
However, the characters and the battle were completely different.
For example, Jiang Donglai's father, Marshal Jiang, didn't exist on Earth.
There were also some people who seemed to be from a different era from Earth.
At this time, the war in North China had gradually calmed down.
After the Guizi stabilized the three eastern provinces and supported the puppet emperor to establish the false state, their trend in the south was not so obvious.
Although there were constant conflicts with several armies in the North China War Zone, overall, the situation had stabilized.
Unless the North China Front Army wanted to counterattack and take back the three eastern provinces, a major battle would not be fought.
Pingjin City, a certain headquarters.
A few big shots of the front army gathered together.
Jiang Donglai's father was Marshal Jiang, famous Jiang Dingguo.
There was also the governor of the two mountains, Yan Xishan, the governor of the two lakes, Wu Jinsi, and Duan Qirui.
To put it bluntly, Bao Kuo and Jiang Dingguo were all warlords.
Everyone reached a consensus because of the war and united to deal with the Japanese.
However, all the warlords, from the bald man who claimed to be the principal to the ordinary warlords, had their own selfish motives.
Fight the Japanese?
If you don't go, why do you want me to go?
The order came from many doors, and the soldiers under it refused to obey each other, and the contradictions and conflicts continued.
Therefore, his battle achievements were sparse.
However, even though he couldn't fight.
However, the warlords had fierce internal conflicts.
For example, right now, in the huge command center, strange voices could be heard endlessly.
On the long western table, a telegram had already been passed around in the hands of several big shots.
"Hehe, like father, like son. The son of Marshal Jiang has caused such a big commotion in the northwest of Jin.”The Governors of the two mountains were all smiles, like a smiling tiger.
"Yes, yes. Perhaps this tiger cub is brainless and actually ran in the wrong direction. Otherwise, it would definitely be able to slaughter all the devils over there.”Wu Jin Fu was also smiling.
"Ah, why did I receive different news from you? I received news that the son of Marshal Jiang single-handedly defeated a Japanese regiment. Blood flowed like a river and corpses piled up like mountains. How could he run in the wrong direction?”Duan Qirui pretended to be surprised.
"That might have happened after they ran in the wrong direction. Jiang Shao Shuai realized that they were going in the wrong direction, so he angrily slaughtered all the devils in this direction.”Wu Fengsi said seriously.
" Hahahahaha…" The few of them burst into laughter.
Jiang Dingguo clenched his fists, and his temples were throbbing. It was obvious that he was already beyond furious.
" Marshal Jiang, don't hold it in. Cry if you want to. I'm sorry for having such a son. Hahaha…"
Jiang Dingguo really wanted to smash the brains of these three idiots with an iron fist.
However, his rationality told him to hold it in.
The difference between the telegrams sent from below and the news sent back by the various parties was too serious.
The telegram said that Jiang Donglai had run in the wrong direction, did not engage the Japanese, and had no safety issues.
This was completely saying that he was an idiot.
And the news that came back was that Jiang Donglai had single-handedly killed thousands of Japanese soldiers.
It was too exaggerated.
No one would believe it.
Jiang Dingguo did not believe it himself.
To be fair, he was more willing to believe the telegram.
Because based on his understanding of his son.
He couldn't lift his hands or shoulders.
He had always been a scholar.
He was good-looking, but he couldn't eat good-looking, especially in a time of war. It was useless.
A useless scholar.
Why would Jiang Dingguo be angry and throw his son on the battlefield?
Was it really because he was a prodigal?
Over the years, Jiang Donglai had squandered nearly a million yuan. Although it was indeed too wasteful, it was not that Jiang Dingguo could not afford it.
He was also a warlord, with twenty to thirty thousand troops under him.
He would not hesitate even if it was a few million, let alone a million.
However, the recent war was getting more and more anxious. The Japanese's full-scale assault made all parts of the Dragon Country tired of dealing with it.
What was even more terrifying was that the warlords were fighting for themselves. Although they wanted to fight, how could they be a match for the Japanese if this continued?
What he was most worried about was not Jiang Donglai spending money.
Instead, she was worried that her son would not be able to protect himself in the future.
Therefore, if they were thrown on the battlefield, not to mention training their skills, at least they could train their courage.
However, he had only been there for two to three days and he had already made such a big joke out of himself.
This made Old Jiang lose face, especially when he was mocked by these old fellows. He had lost all his face.
However, he was not someone who would accept his fate.
He could hit and scold his own son as he pleased.
Who do you think you are?
My son is useless?
What kind of good thing is your son?
"Old Duan, I heard that your eldest son, Duan Hongye, is smoking again? She even got along well with a few foreigners? I heard that he even found a black guy as a toy? That nigger is as long as an arm. Can our eldest nephew take it?”
Duan Qirui's expression changed.
Jiang Dingguo turned to look at Wu Admirable.
"Old Wu, you're actually alright with fighting, but what's wrong with your son recently? 50,000 troops to suppress the bandits were beaten to a pulp by 3,000 people. Even the commander was hung on the flag. What? Were they going to fight or to help the poor and send equipment?”
Old Wu's face instantly darkened.
Jiang Dingguo lowered his head and sipped his tea. He did not look at Yan Xishan and his words were directed at him.
"As for Old Yan, I heard that your education in the Two Mountains is doing well. I always thought that you were a talent, but I heard that your son is studying in Japan and even recognized a Japanese as his godfather. Hahaha, I didn't expect that you, Old Yan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually become a godfather with a Japanese? Admirable, you have guts. I wonder if the people of the two mountains will poke at your backbone!”
Yan Xishan slammed the table and said nothing.
Come on!
Hurt each other!
Jiang Dingguo drank his tea calmly.
Although his son wasn't very talented, he wasn't that good at playing.
Which family didn't have some bullsh * t?
Jiang Shouguo was also a dog.
They targeted the weak spots that the three warlords valued the most.
Are you saying that my son can't do it?
Haha.
Look back at your own seeds.
What the hell…
For a moment, the huge command center fell silent.
Although Old Jiang didn't win, he didn't feel like he had lost.
This war of words could be considered to have injured five thousand enemies and eight hundred of themselves.
Anyway, Old Jiang was still very satisfied.
It was just that looking at the telegram gave him a headache.
"Silly son, can't you fight for me?”
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