"The reason why the Sixth Regiment of the Guandong Army could reach Benxi so quickly was because of the South Manchurian railway.”
Zhang Jing 'an said in a deep voice as he met Feng Ding's gaze.
In 1906, the East Japan established the South Manchuria Railroad Corporation.
4500 elite soldiers were deployed along the 1100-kilometer railway line.
This armed force was called the East Japan Manchurian Independent Garrison.
The independent garrison headquarters was set up in Gongzhu Ridge and had six independent garrison brigades under its jurisdiction.
He controlled Gongzhuling, Liaoyang, Changchun, Fushun, Anshan, Haicheng, Siping, Kaiyuan, and many other important railway lines.
This time, the Japanese had sent out their first independent battalion to defend Liaoyang, Fushun, Yantai, and Hushitai.
"Marshal, you mean..."
Feng Ding looked at Zhang Jing 'an in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The importance of the South Manchurian Railroad was beyond doubt.
That was the foundation for the Japanese to control the three eastern provinces, and it was also their most important source of income.
An endless stream of minerals was transported to the east of the Changbai Mountains by rail, and then transported to the East Japan.
If they attacked the railway, the Japanese would definitely explode.
At that time, the entire Eastern Japan Empire's power would be pushed into the Feng lineage. Who would be able to resist?
"Haha!"
Zhang Jing 'an sneered and continued,""Do you think there's still room for negotiation?”
"The Japanese didn't just attack Liaoyang, they attacked the entire Feng clan.”
"Even if you don't take the initiative to hit him now, he will still come and hit you.”
"With Manchurian Iron, the Japanese are constantly gathering from all over the world.”
"At that time, will we still be able to survive?”
He knew very well that most of the officials had yet to wake up.
These people still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
Unfortunately, the Japanese had never intended to give them such an opportunity. They would not do so now, and they would not do so in the future.
"Order the First Army to advance north along the railway and eliminate the Eastern Japanese forces in Tieling, Kaiyuan, Changtu, Siping, and even the entire Black Province.”
"The Second Army will advance east along Fushun and eliminate the Japanese forces in Qingyuan, Hailong, and even the entire Ji Province.”
"Didn't Yu Xiao Qing and Long Wen Zhang want to train their soldiers?”
"Tell them that if they want to train, they should train with the Japanese and train them into an iron-blooded army.”
"Expedition 4th Division, Guard Division, and Chariot Team, head to Benxi Train Station immediately.”
Zhang Jing 'an gave a few orders in succession.
"Yes, sir!"
The messenger quickly went down to draft a message and sent it to all places.
Only the security division commander, Feng Ding, stood there in a daze, thinking about something.
"Old Feng, what are you waiting for?"
Han Shaogong saw that Feng Ding did not move for a long time and could not help but pat his shoulder heavily.
As a general, he could not bear to see Feng Ding walk down the wrong path.
"The Japanese have already reached out their knives to our necks. The flames of war are imminent.”
"What are you waiting for? Waiting for that smoky, drunken Zhang Xiaoliu?”
"Don't be silly. From the moment you led your troops to fight against the pirates, nothing can go back.”
"Follow the general and chase the Japanese out of the northeast. By then, all the people in Fengtian and even outside the pass will give them a thumbs up.”
"Are you willing to continue being pointed at in the back, poked in the spine, and called a coward?”
A series of words fell on Feng Ding's heart, like a thousand pound hammer pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.
Just as Han Shaogong said, there was no turning back.
From the moment the 18th Division surrounded the marshal's residence and respected Zhang Jing 'an as the marshal, they had only one option.
That was to follow Zhang Jing 'an and chase the Japanese out of the pass.
"Marshal, I'll listen to you.”
Clenching his teeth, Feng Ding steeled his heart and replied loudly.
Since he had already left, he had to find a decent path.
Instead of being poked in the back by others, it was better to fight with the Japanese to the end and be a real national hero.
"Good!"
Looking at the burly man in front of him, the corners of Zhang Jing 'an's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
Another general in the Feng army had been completely subdued by him. He could now go all out.
"Boom!"
At this moment.
The soldiers had already brought over a 60mm mortar and started firing at the Sixth Wing's headquarters.
No weapon was more suitable than mortars to deal with the Japanese who were holed up in the trenches.
No one could escape the cannon fire.
"Ah! My eyes."
"Baka Yalu!"
It was unknown which soldier had obtained a flare, but it exploded in the trench in the dark night.
For a moment.
The rest of the Japanese screamed.
On the contrary, the Japanese's body was completely exposed to Feng Jun's eyes.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The soldiers did not hesitate at all. They aimed at their targets and fired.
The bullets pierced through the soil and splashed into the trenches.
Those Japanese were all beaten into a sieve.
"Your Excellency, what should we do now?”
At this moment, the remaining Japanese in the trenches asked Sakata Shoji in panic.
The entire headquarters of the 6th regiment of the Kwantung Army had been destroyed by that cannon.
Fortunately, Sakata Shoji was in the trenches and escaped this disaster.
However, in the end, he still faced the East... The encirclement of the Northern Army.
"Baka Yalu, the warriors of the Imperial Army will never yield to the Yan Huang people!”
"It's time to be loyal to the Emperor. Long live the Empire!”
Shouji Sakata shouted with his head held high.
At this moment.
The flare lit up the entire trench, and the Japanese's figure was clearly visible.
The soldiers aimed at their targets and kept pulling the triggers to release the hatred and anger in their hearts.
Ever since the Meiji Restoration, the Japanese had done as much evil as the Russians.
It could be said that the people of the northeast hated this group of Japanese pirates across the sea.
Today, since the Japanese dared to start a war, they naturally would not let this group of enemies off easily.
One by one, the Japanese were killed by Feng Jun's guns.
A special thought arose in everyone's mind at the same time.
We're both made of flesh and blood. Why can't we, the descendants of the Yellow Emperor, defeat the Japanese?
The smoke in the air spread to every corner.
Almost every soldier in the Feng army was doubting their former beliefs.
Could it be that they really couldn't do it?
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