The atmosphere was something that couldn't be seen or touched, but it could be keenly sensed.
The fact that Zhang Xueming's 8th regiment had lost contact for more than ten hours already made the old marshal furious.
Now that everyone saw the old man's anger, they did not even dare to let out a fart, afraid that they would be shot to vent their anger.
Until Zhang Xueming appeared in front of everyone with two military sabers.
However, before he could heave a sigh of relief.
The second young master's words made the atmosphere particularly strange.
wanted to laugh
but dare not
Zhang Xueming really thought that his cheap father had died.
This was a parallel universe. Who knew if the old man could live to see the day of Huanggutun.
If it was really gone, the Guandong region would definitely fall apart.
It would be difficult for them to do anything if they were close to an arsenal and a brigade.
"Xishun! Where did my father die?"
Seeing that the Second Young Master's face was ashen and did not look like he was joking at all, everyone could not help but sigh. As expected of a biological father and son.
They were both alive and well, but they thought that they had met the King of Hell.
Xi Shun quickly ran over to check if Zhang Xueming was missing any parts.
"Xiqing, you're finally back. I, Xishun, have followed the marshal for so many years, but I've never seen him as flustered as he is today. Hurry up and go in, or else Hanqing will be skinned alive by the marshal.”
"When he heard that Staff Officer Liu knew how to dance, the marshal was so anxious that he almost knelt down in front of that old man. He wanted to see if you were dead or alive.”
Zhang Xueming broke out in a cold sweat.
He wasn't even this nervous when he drove a tank deep into the enemy's rear.
The Guandong without the old marshal was like the fish on the chopping board of the chicken in the pot. He could chop it however he wanted.
"It's good that he's fine. I really thought that old man was tricked. It's good that he's fine.”
Zhang Xueming wiped his sweat and walked into the staff office.
However, he tripped over the door sill and staggered slightly. Fortunately, he was supported by Zhang Xiaoliu, who had sharp eyes and quick hands.
Zhang Yuting, who was sitting on the Kang.
At this critical juncture, she did not dare to look at the door.
He was afraid that the soul of his second son would disappear into thin air when he returned.
"Father, son is back."
Zhang Yuting slowly stood up when he heard the voice.
He looked at his son, who was still in a neat military uniform. He did not look as unkempt as he had imagined.
However, he still did not speak.
His eyes were a little dazed, with 30% love, 30% joy, and 40% fear.
"Because the main force of the Zhi army is opposite Old Ya's mouth, my son did not dare to divide his troops to find out where the telephone line was cut short, so he has been losing contact with the command center.”
Zhang Xueming raised the military saber in his hand." After the surrounding allies retreated, my 8th regiment launched a counterattack against Scholar Wu's main force last night and repelled the enemy's 17th and 18th divisions. Scholar Wu's legs were broken, this is his-"
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Xueming had already been pulled into the old marshal's arms and patted his son's increasingly broad shoulders.
He didn't care about the military knife or whether Scholar Wu had broken his leg or his penis.
At this moment, Zhang Xueming was also rather emotional.
He was a transmigrator from his mother's womb, and to this day, the fatherly love that his cheapskate father gave him had not been reduced at all.
Blood was thicker than water, and it warmed one's heart.
"Sure,"
"I, Old Zhang, can be defeated and looked down upon.”
"But my son was not looked down upon!”
"The east and west lines of our Feng army have been completely defeated, only the 3rd and 8th regiment have not collapsed!”
"Especially your 8th regiment.”
Zhang Yuting was choking up as he spoke.
His two sons had performed better than the other in this battle.
In comparison, the rest of the troops were completely useless.
Of course, the good news was that his sons were still alive.
Zhang Xiaoliu gently tugged at his younger brother's sleeve.
"Brother, hurry up and comfort Father. I don't dare to speak anymore. Just now, you didn't know that he almost swallowed me alive.”
Zhang Xueming smiled knowingly and immediately went forward to help his father back to the fire bed.
"Before the war, we said that even if the sky falls, we, the men of the Old Zhang family, will hold it. Since we have carried the gun, we have to go all out. Even if we fail, we have to fight until the other side doesn't dare to chase us to Shanhaiguan.”
On the surface, this war was the failure of the Feng army.
In reality, Zhang Xueming wanted this day to come.
Otherwise, those 'old seniors' in the Feng army who were content with the status quo would continue to lie on the merit book and drink the blood of the soldiers.
The upper echelons were rotten, let alone the soldiers at the bottom.
He believed that this failure had made Zhang Yuting realize the greatest danger.
Reorganize the army!
It was imperative!
"Do you have any opinion on the matter of Big Tongue Wu being appointed as the new Inspector of the Three Provinces of Guandong?”
Old Zhang was glad that his two sons were fine, but he also started to ask about serious matters.
When the defeat of the Feng army was already set in stone, the Imperial Capital's cabinet naturally would not let go of the opportunity to hit him when he was down. They directly took off Old Zhang's official hat.
It was to disrupt the internal harmony of the Guandong Group.
"Don't you know this in your heart? Other than being good at making money, my second uncle's greatest strength is his self-awareness.”
"He knows very well how tough his shoulders are and how many things he can handle. Foreign negotiations, provincial representatives, civil and military matters, which one of them can compare to you?”
"If he really became the Patrol Inspector of the three provinces, wouldn't he be eaten alive by the chicken and the bear?”
Zhang Yuting also smiled when he heard Second Brother's humorous words.
"F * ck, are you speaking up for Big Tongue Wu because he always gave you pocket money when you were young?”
At this juncture, other than his wife and children, no one else looked like a good person.
However, Zhang Xueming's words made Old Zhang gradually relax.
It wasn't that he couldn't figure out the logic behind it, but after he was defeated, he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
"This was a huge defeat, a complete and utter defeat. 120,000 people were all taken care of by Scholar Wu in less than ten days.”
"Even if there are hundreds of thousands of pigs, he can't catch them all in ten days, right? Previously, you and Xiao Liuzi said that you want to reorganize the army. I think we have to deal with it as soon as possible after we return. What do you think we should do first?”
He was here!
Zhang Xueming had been waiting for this sentence!
If Old Zhang didn't bleed, he wouldn't know pain!
"Kill them."
"All officers above the regimental level who are afraid of battle and who don't give orders will be punished according to military law.”
"Those below regimental level can be exempted from death penalty, but their family property will be confiscated.”
Zhang Xueming's words had implicated the lives of countless people.
However, his tone was firm, which surprised Old Zhang.
He would definitely kill them and punish them.
He just didn't expect it to be so extensive and so heavy.
"Fine, we'll do it this way. We'll listen to Little Six and let the officer students fill up the vacant positions.”
At this point, Zhang Yuting's tone changed, and his eyes were particularly determined.
"When I return, I will immediately announce the autonomy of the three provinces of Guandong and establish an air force and navy.”
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