Chapter 218 217 [All Kinds of Scolding]

Beiping, Shuncheng Prince's Mansion.

"Son of a bitch!"

Zhang Zuolin slapped the table, and cursed angrily: "Damn it, this little Japanese bastard is really playing me like a monkey!"

Just after the Jinan tragedy, what the Japanese army did gave Zhang Zuolin hope. In order to get help from the Japanese, he finally agreed to turn the private traitorous agreement into an open contract between the two countries.

Zhang Zuolin didn't want to bear the infamy of treason, so he asked Chang Yinhuai, acting chief of transportation, to sign. Chang Yinhuai refused to sign the traitorous contract, resigned directly and went to Tianjin as an apartment.

Zhang Zuolin asked Liu Jingshan, the director of the Road Administration Department, to sign, but Liu Jingshan also resigned and left. Zhang Zuolin immediately appointed Zhao Zhen, the director of the Department of Aviation and Political Affairs, as the deputy director of transportation, and acted as an agent for the Ministry of Communications, and signed and sealed the contracts of Duntu and Dachang roads.

The Japanese were afraid that Zhang Zuolin would go back on his word, so he insisted on signing it himself.

Zhang Zuolin had no choice but to sign the remaining three-way contract, but he only wrote the words "Read, Accurate", and did not write the date and name, so as to make it easier for him to regret later.

Before Zhang Zuolin had time to be happy, the Japanese side suddenly sent a warning letter to the governments of Beiping and Nanjing. The general content is: the Japanese army will stop the war in Beiping to prevent the riots from spreading to the northeast. If Zhang Zuolin withdraws from Beiping peacefully, guarantees the discipline of the soldiers, and is not pursued by the Northern Expeditionary Army, the Japanese side will allow Fengjun to enter the Northeast. However, if the North and the South fought in Beiping and the Feng army retreated to Shanhaiguan or an area of ​​interest to the Japanese side, then the Japanese side would prevent the Feng army and the Northern Expeditionary army from entering the Northeast.

This is a fucking joke, Zhang Zuolin regards the Northeast as his hometown, and now the Japanese not only won't help him fight the war, but may even prevent him from returning to his hometown.

"Shuai Yu calm down," Yang Yuting persuaded, "For the present plan, we must withdraw our troops first before the southern bandits attack Beiping, so as not to leave an excuse for the Japanese army to do something."

"Damn it," Zhang Zuolin said angrily, touching his shiny forehead, "I'm betraying my country now, and I'm selling it too. This fucking little Japan, not only won't do anything to help, but even wants to take over my lair!"

"If you seek skin from a tiger, you will inevitably be bitten by a tiger," Yang Yuting sighed, "Shuai Yu, hurry up and make a decision."

Zhang Zuolin called his herald over: "Call Zuo Xiang and the six sons back, I want a meeting!"

...

At the end of May, Huairen Hall.

Zhang Zuolin, Zhang Zuoxiang, Sun Chuanfang, Yang Yuting, Zhang Xueliang and other senior Beiyang generals gathered together to analyze the situation and discuss solutions.

"Let's go back and go back to my hometown." Zhang Zuoxiang said helplessly.

Sun Chuanfang's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared: "I can't retreat, and if I retreat, I will have no future! Yu Shuai, send me some money, food and ammunition. As long as I, Sun, guard the front line, the southern bandits will not be able to attack." Pingjin!"

Zhang Zuolin comforted him: "Xin Yuan, don't get excited. Drink some tea to moisten your throat first. Look at you, your voice is hoarse."

"Shuai Yu, I really can't retreat!" Sun Chuanfang begged.

Yang Yuting rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "How can I hit you if you don't refund it? Can the sorceress curse the other side to death?"

Sun Chuanfang slapped the table angrily: "My surname is Yang, you have no good intentions! You still call yourself Xiao Zhuge, and I have never seen such a useless Zhuge Liang like you!"

"Sun, keep your mouth clean!" Yang Yuting snapped back angrily.

"Okay, okay," Zhang Zuolin persuaded the fight with a smile, "this battle can't be fought now. If we keep the green hills, we don't have to worry about no firewood. Let's go to the Northeast and lie dormant for two years. When there is another disturbance in the Central Plains, we can still fight." You can call back."

Sun Chuanfang clenched his fists and wanted to speak, but he stopped talking, he felt aggrieved.

This battle has been fought to this day, and Sun Chuanfang's five provinces have all been lost, leaving only 20,000 to 30,000 remnants of the hundreds of thousands of troops. If he really retreats to the northeast with Feng Jun, he will be completely reduced to Zhang Zuolin's subordinates in the future.

And what about Zhang Zuolin?

It's funny to say that after nearly two years of fighting, the direct descendants of Fengjun basically didn't suffer any major losses. Those who died were all Fengjun miscellaneous cards (the Zhilu coalition forces of Zhang Zongchang and Chu Yupu), as well as people from Sun Chuanfang and Wu Peifu.

Zhang Zuolin is like a gambler. He still holds all his capital in his hands, and all his losses are won at the poker table. Now he can come and go freely when he returns to the Northeast.

Zhang Zuolin could retreat, but Sun Chuanfang could not, but the situation was so compelling that he couldn't help but not.

Sun Chuanfang stopped talking, stared at the ceiling blankly, and let the generals of the Feng Dynasty discuss the retreat plan.

At the end of the meeting, Sun Chuanfang left Huairen Hall in a trance like a walking corpse.

Zhang Xueliang walked to Zhang Zuolin's side and said in a low voice: "Father commander, be careful of the Japanese when retreating, they may be against you."

"Of course I have to be careful, Mom, what a pity, Little Japan almost pointed a gun at my nose." Zhang Zuolin said angrily.

As early as a month ago, the headquarters of the Kwantung Army was moved from Lushun to Fengtian, and the Japanese army in the entire Northeast had entered a state of combat readiness.

It is impossible for Zhang Zuolin to be unaware of these actions of the Japanese army. He, an old bandit, still cherishes his life, and has prepared several retreat plans, just to confuse the Japanese spies.

The next day, Zhang Zuolin issued a "General Retreat Order" by telegram, ordering the Beiyang soldiers on the front line to retreat.

Neither Zhang Zongchang nor Chu Yupu wanted to withdraw. One of their sites was in Shandong, and the other was in Hebei. Just like Sun Chuanfang's situation, as long as he retreats to the northeast, he will completely become Zhang Zuolin's subordinates, without any freedom at all, and even the troops may be swallowed up.

Chu Yupu stood by and watched Zhang Zongchang get on the phone.

Zhang Zongchang held the phone and begged: "Shuai Yu, you can't retreat. I still have 50,000 people here, and I can still call you. I'm calling you my dear father. I really can't retreat!"

"Let's retreat, save your strength." Zhang Zuolin hung up after finishing speaking.

"Save your paralysis!" Zhang Zongchang angrily smashed the phone to pieces.

Chu Yupu lifted the military map, sat down on the table, smoked a cigarette and said, "What should I do?"

"What else can I do?" Zhang Zongchang said angrily, "Retreat, retreat to the northeast and be Zhang Zuolin's dog!"

Chu Yupu said grimly: "I still want to fight until the last soldier dies! I have only been a warlord for two years, and I haven't had enough fun yet, so I can't just hand over the territory like this."

"Let's fight!" Zhang Zongchang said, "Those bastards in the south, if they want to drive us away, they have to pay a price!"

"Okay, then fight." Chu Yupu said sharply.

Even if they want to retreat, it is not so easy to retreat. Because the front line is surrounded by both sides, once something goes wrong when retreating, it will almost be the end of the defeat of the entire army.

The next day, just as Chu Yupu finished his battle deployment, Chu Nanxiang suddenly rushed in and said, "Marshal, Zhang Zongchang left his troops and ran away."

Chu Yupu was stunned for a while, and finally choked out a few words: "Zhang Zongchang, I am your ancestor!"