Tianjin.
Breakfast stalls and the streets and alleys were all discussing it.
Some indignant youths started discussing on the roadside.
"Thief! Thief Yuan, you have no bones in front of the outside world. Give up our land of Yan Huang alive!”
"Fengtian City in the north is still fighting to the death against the Japanese's attack, but the Yuan bandits inside the pass have already surrendered to the Japanese Empire! What a joke!"
"Should we be loyal to such a country? What was the difference between this Republic of China and the Qing Dynasty? Humiliation! This is our greatest humiliation!"
On the street, a student was passionately shouting at the pedestrians.
Very soon, many people responded.
When Old Yuan revealed the news, he also arranged for countless patrols to suppress these people. However, no matter how much he suppressed them, he could not suppress those ambitious people.
In fact, under such pressure, it even aroused the hearts of countless people to resist.
Especially half a month ago.
The news that the Beiyang army was determined to fight back against the devils made countless people with lofty aspirations praise them.
They all felt that Beiyang was not weak and incompetent. At least there was an iron-blooded army like the Feng army.
But…
In just half a month.
The battle of the Fengtian Army outside the pass was imminent, and the main camp, Beiping, had actually surrendered first?
He voted…
At first, everyone thought that the Feng army and the Beiyang army were one.
Old Yuan, the brave leader of the Northern Warlords, was definitely not that bad!
However, such a situation had occurred.
This was just like when Yue Fei had recovered his lost territory outside the pass, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty had actually issued twelve orders in Jingdou for Yue Fei to return.
At this moment, countless people in the country came to their senses.
It turned out that the Feng Army and the Northern Warlords were not one!
One fought to the death against the Japanese, while the other surrendered.
The dramatic comparison was even more infuriating than Yue Fei's resistance against gold.
……
Just as the entire country was in an uproar.
Another piece of news spread out, causing the crowd to become even more agitated.
So…
Not long ago, the Guizi had negotiated with Feng Jun, hoping that Feng Jun would surrender. However, the commander of Feng Jun tore up the contract on the spot, and the Guizi left angrily.
This was simply like adding oil to a raging fire.
Countless people felt their blood boil.
In the minds of countless people, the Feng faction warlords were all bandits. Many scholars despised the Feng faction in the north as one of the three major factions of the Northern Dynasty.
However, after this incident, everyone's view of the Feng Faction warlords changed drastically.
Iron Blood! A real man!
Countless people admired him.
Even the streets and alleys made up a jingle: In the north, there was a marshal named Zhang Zuolin. He guarded the gate of the country and established Fengcheng. When the devils saw him, they all said that they were worried.
Old Zhang's reputation was also soaring rapidly.
Originally, Feng Jun was not very famous in the south.
Many people in the south did not know that there was a troop of the Feng army in the north.
However, after what had happened during this period of time.
Not to mention the southern regions.
The foreign powers also remembered the iron-blooded warlords of Yan Huang, who swore to never surrender.!
However, even though he remembered it, the foreign powers did not think highly of Feng Jun at all.
In a chaotic world, heroes died the fastest.
There was no good end to being a hero!
However…
For the citizens of Yan Huang, this kind of hero was needed to defend the country in troubled times.
One army, one city. Guarding the country gate.
How brave was this!
What kind of courage was needed!
As a result, the amount of resources donated to Fengtian from all over the country increased by several times.
Even if the train at Fengtian train station was rushed every day, the efficiency was several times faster than usual. The supplies could not be transported out.
Originally, Fengtian was short of food.
However, after this period of assistance, the entire city of Fengtian would have enough food for a year.
Every granary was filled to the brim.
There were also countless cotton, cloth, medicine, and other houses.
Even the list of supplies was piled up to the height of a person.
As for Zhao Xuechao, who was in Fengtian, he was smiling so hard that his mouth was crooked.
At the same time, Zhao Xuechao would go to the barracks once a day to clean up the spies and discuss the next tactics with Old Zhang.
Old Zhang also knew that it was contract number 21.
"Changqing, Old Yuan must have reached some kind of agreement with the Japanese. Otherwise, he wouldn't have signed such a contract!”
Old Zhang frowned as he read the treaty on the newspaper.
Although he was a boor, he could still see clearly the various rights of losing power in the treaty.
Zhao Xuechao drank the coconut water from Spring City in the South and said,"Old Yuan is going to become an emperor."
Emperor?
Old Zhang's eyes widened.
Then, he took a few puffs of his cigarette.
He immediately came to a realization.
"Yes, yes!"
"Motherf * cker, I should have thought of Yuan Datou's thoughts. No wonder he called me over last time and asked me what I thought about the imperial system.”
"Then how did you reply?" Zhao Xuechao asked.
"How the f * ck would I know what he was thinking at that time? I was watching him, so I pretended to be stupid and stared at his pocket watch in a daze.”
Old Zhang chuckled.
"Don't say that pretending to be dumb is really useful. Old Yuan quickly greeted me cheerfully and even gave me his pocket watch before he left.”
"Hahaha, speaking of which, if I had accidentally said something wrong back then, I might have died back then.”
Zhao Xuechao burst into laughter.
Old Zhang really had the intelligence of a bandit.
"But now that Old Yuan has surrendered to the Japanese, I really don't feel good about it.”Old Zhang pursed his lips and said.
He looked at Zhao Xuechao and asked.
"Changqing, do you have any good ideas about this?”
Zhao Xuechao finished the coconut in his hand.
Then he said,"Since we can't deal with each other in our hearts, let's do it alone."”
"Anyway, the public opinion is with us now. We have enough reason to do this. Old Yuan has been busy declaring himself emperor during this period of time and has no time to care about us.”
Completely solo!
Old Zhang raised his eyebrows.
He was completely out of Old Yuan's control.
In the past, although the Feng army was powerful, it was still one of the troops of the Northern Warlords in name.
In name, Old Yuan still held the military power of the Fengjun. The Fengjun had to obey the military orders. Otherwise, they would be disobeying the orders of the President of the Republic of China. This would be a crime for the Pan country.
However, it was different now.
Old Yuan's reputation had plummeted, while Old Zhang's name was famous overseas.
If he went solo now, not only would no one condemn him, but he would also have countless people supporting him.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible.
Old Zhang slammed the table.”
"Motherf * cker, looks like I still have a chance to be a local tyrant in the future, hahaha!”
Old Zhang laughed out loud.
Zhao Xuechao curled his lips.
A local tyrant?
It was smaller, the scale was smaller.
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