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The destination of the telegram was not Chengdu, but the Xingke headquarters in Neijiang.
Wen Desi looked at the complicated telegram and couldn't help laughing.
He said to Gu Xiaolu who came to ask for instructions: "Just tell the truth.
It's enough to hide it from him for so long.
By the way, tell him He, don't think too much, we have no ill intentions towards him and the Eighteen Towns, and we support them in pacifying Tibet.
Let Kafur go and talk to him.
The things for negotiation are ready."
"Everything is ready, Mr.
Wen," Gu Xiaolu replied.
Soon, Zhao Erfeng received a reply that was 10,000 words long.
It explained the current domestic situation and the attitude of the Socialist Party of Science and Technology towards him and the Eighteen Towns.
It also said that the Socialist Party of Science and Technology’s territory now covers not 5 and a half provinces, but 7 and a half provinces.
Finally, Wen Desi will send Public Relations Minister Kaful to interview him.
After reading this reply, Lao Zhao was stunned for more than ten minutes before he sat down slumped.
It's funny to say that Sichuan's New Army is a very strange team, very different from other New Army in the late Qing Dynasty.
In other places, the new army is better than the old army, but this is not the case in Sichuan.
The combat effectiveness of the new army in Sichuan is far lower than that of the old army.
This old army refers to Zhao Erfeng's "border army".
When Tibet was quelling the chaos in the original time and space, the new army supported by Lao Zhao in the past actually had to be escorted by border troops before they could walk.
Another difference is the political stance.
In the history of the original time and space, it was the only new army besides Yuan Shikai's Beiyang Army during the Revolution of 1911 that did not initiate a revolution or remained neutral.
The Sichuan New Army has gone through several reorganizations and personnel were constantly cut and added, so a large number of members of the Tongmenghui and Sichuan Paogehui were mixed into it.
But it was such a new army with a very good foundation for the uprising.
Before and after the Revolution of 1911, instead of rising up against the Qing Dynasty, it obeyed the orders of the Qing government and suppressed the road protection movement in Sichuan and subsequent uprisings in various parts of Sichuan.
This is actually not surprising.
This is all because Zhao Erfeng's prestige in the Sichuan army is too high, regardless of whether it is the new army or the old army.
The Revolutionary Party could not develop its power in the Sichuan New Army at all, and even those who sneaked in could not compete with Zhao Erfeng's prestige.
Therefore, after the liberation of Sichuan, Zhao Erfeng was quickly killed by the revolutionary party.
His suppression of the revolutionary party was only one of the reasons for his death.
Another big reason was that if he did not die, his position as the governor of the Sichuan military government would not be secure. .
Of course, Wen Desi and the Socialist Party of Science and Technology did not have such concerns.
They could completely accommodate Lao Zhao.
After all, their strengths were completely different, and Lao Zhao in this time and space had no chance to massacre the revolutionary masses.
At this time, Zhao Erfeng and a group of senior officers were sitting in the conference room.
They looked at each other with complicated expressions.
The current situation is beyond their wildest dreams.
The rear area has been undergoing revolution for several months, but they only know about it now.
At present, this matter is only known to senior officers.
Lao Zhao dare not inform all officers and soldiers, otherwise he is not sure what will happen.
"Zhitai, no wonder the new troops who came to support us are all strangers, and I don't recognize any of them.
I'm also surprised that Chen Kuilong has changed his gender and is willing to send such an elite new army to support us.
It turns out that these soldiers are..."
Luo Changqi, the commander of the Eighteen Towns, finally spoke first.
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He had a grimace on his face and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
This General Luo was different from other new army commanders.
He was not from the army, but was a genuine Jinshi.
He worked in the Hanlin Academy for several years before switching to work in the army.
Although he became a monk halfway, he did have some talent in the military.
Starting in 1902, he presided over Jiangnan Jiangben Academy and Jiangnan Lushi Academy.
In 1907, he was responsible for organizing and training the new army in Jiangsu, and later he went to work under Lao Zhao. .
"Then what is Wen Desi's plan?"
Fengshan, the 36th Association Commander, couldn't help but ask.
This Fengshan has the same name as the Guangzhou general who was killed in the original time and space, but they are not the same person.
Among this group of people, he was the most uneasy, because he was a Manchu from Chengdu, and he knew a little about how the revolutionary parties in various places dealt with the Manchus.
Although he had been receiving letters from home reporting that he was safe in the past few months, he still I feel unsure.
Zhang Rongkui, the commander of the 35th Association, said in a sullen voice: "What else can you think of?
Of course, we must surrender."
Fengshan continued to ask: "If you want us to surrender, why do you need to replace our weapons?
I think those guys sent later are not necessarily comparable to the armies of the great powers.
Also, why is there never a shortage of military provisions and pay?
There are many more, and there is also the border defense allowance, which is available to everyone, at least 10 yuan."
This is also everyone's question.
Yes, according to normal people's approach, even if the Eighteen Towns are forced to surrender, it is best to let them run out of ammunition and food.
How could anyone do something like Wen Desi?
Especially the unheard-of frontier defense allowance, they only knew about such a thing from letters from home.
This money is directly distributed to family members, from Zhao Erfeng to the lowest servants and people's wives.
The minimum is 10 yuan per month.
Zhao Erfeng is 1,000 yuan per month, Luo Changqi is 800, and the two associates are 500. , the standard level is 300, the first level of the leader is 200, the team officer is 100, the shed leader is 50, the main officer is 30, the main soldier is 20, and the auxiliary soldier is 15.
Due to the strong support of Wen Desi, the current Eighteen Towns are much larger than the "frontier army" in the original time and space, and larger than the average new army town, with a total strength of about 14,000.
This army has never been in the original time and space.
There are more than 5,000 people, including the drafted handymen and civilians, there are about more than 17,000 people, and the monthly allowance is about 350,000 yuan.
Of course, the officers and soldiers in the Eighteen Towns were very rich and there was no shortage of this, but the feeling was just different.
Because the family members only vaguely stated in the letter that it was from the government, they initially thought it was the concern of the court.
Only then did I realize that this was concern from Mr.
Wen.
"Haha, Wen Desi not only wants us to surrender, he also wants Tibet."
Zhao Erfeng said with a complicated expression and a bitter smile: "This man has aspirations for the world, he is not an ordinary revolutionary party.
As for changing weapons, I am now I also want to understand.
Although these weapons can double our combat power, we also rely more on logistics.
As long as they cut off the logistics, we won’t even have to fight."
The officers' expressions suddenly changed, and they also reacted.
Indeed, the reason why they were able to brutally torture the Tibetan rebels was because of the continuous supply from the rear.
Twelve large airships were specially running logistics for them.
Although these new weapons are powerful, their consumption of ammunition is also terrifying.
If there is no ammunition, they might as well use fire sticks.
As for the question of surrender, there is almost no need to consider it.
Even if these officials refused to surrender, the soldiers below would not think so.
Don't forget, those family letters were delivered by Xingke's transport airship.
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You can tell with your knees that all the families of the officers and soldiers in the Eighteen Towns are under their control.
Although Wen Desi has not used his family to threaten him now, if he breaks out, who can guarantee that he will not do so?
What's more, the retreat of the Eighteen Towns is now guarded by more than 10,000 revolutionary troops.
If they really fall out, these troops will not be reinforcements but enemies.
"Master Taipei, Xingke Company's airship has arrived."
At this time, a guard ran in to report.
"Hey, let's go, let's go greet the guests and see what they say."
Zhao Erfeng stood up.
The officers and soldiers of the Eighteen Towns also knew how important the airship was to them.
As soon as they captured Lhasa, they immediately selected an open flat land and hired local Tibetans to work overnight to repair a parking space for the airship.
Because Xingke's airship not only transports supplies for them, but also serves as a postman part-time.
Officers, soldiers and their families entrusted airships to carry letters and packages to their families, trophies sent home by frontline officers and soldiers, and condolences from home to the frontline were all delivered via airship.
Now these officers and soldiers see the airship as if they are seeing their relatives.
As usual, as soon as the airship arrived today, each team immediately sent representatives to line up at the airship field to receive their team's letters and packages.
They also brought large and small bags of loot, ready to be taken back home to Sichuan by airship.
This time we captured a lot of loot from Lhasa, and there were many more representatives from each team, carrying large and small bags.
Several Xingke Express postmen who came with the airship were busy.
A group distributed mail to the list and signed the receipt form for the family members of the last mailed items.
A team officer was smiling from ear to ear while holding the new clothes his wife had made for him.
The other group is registering the package and writing a receipt.
Xingke Express has a very good reputation, and its operating model is copied from that of later express companies, which is quite formal.
The officers and soldiers were not worried that their packages would be swallowed up, and they would compensate them according to the price even if they were lost.
Because there were a lot of valuables such as gold and silver jewelry this time, the return registration procedures were more complicated.
The officers and soldiers formed a long queue at the mail registration point.
"Hey, Lao Hu, why did you mail so much dried meat back?"
An officer couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw his colleague holding a large bag of yak dried meat for registration.
After Lhasa was captured this time, the various supplies stored by the dignitaries and temples naturally changed their owners.
The tsampa and butter that the officers and soldiers were not used to eating were distributed by Lao Zhao to the poor lower-class Tibetans and serfs to win over the people.
Things like yak jerky and cheese were distributed as snacks to the officers and soldiers according to their rank.
"Haha, that kid of mine is a meat bug and likes to eat meat the most.
I can't finish it after sharing so much this time, so I just mailed it back," the officer said with a smile.
At another hatch, officers and soldiers from the baggage camp were helping to unload the cargo.
This time the airship sent another large amount of supplies, but there was no ammunition.
Anyway, Lhasa has been captured, the Dalai Lama is dead, and the main force of the rebels is finished.
There are no battles to fight for the time being, and the officers and soldiers don't feel anything is wrong.
The representative of the Socialist Party of Science and Technology who came with the airship was an old acquaintance, Kafur, the public relations director of Xingke Company.
After the two parties met, they chatted as before, as if nothing had happened.
Looking at the smiling officers and soldiers, Zhao Erfeng said with a complicated expression: "Your methods are really brilliant."
Judging from the current situation, even if they fall out, it is still a question whether those officers and soldiers will follow him.
Kafur did not answer the question, but said with a smile: "Haha, Mr.
Wen has always admired you.
This time you have pacified Tibet.
Mr.
Wen is very happy."
He clapped his hands and the entourage brought up a delicate sandalwood box.
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"This is a small gift from Mr.
Wen, please accept it."
The attendant opened the box in front of everyone.
Inside was a silver horse statue.
The workmanship was very exquisite and lifelike.
Even every mane was clearly visible.
A few lines of Cao Cao's poems are inlaid in gold on the silver base: "The old man is in trouble, and his ambition is a thousand miles.
The martyr's old age is full of ambition."
There is also a line of small words below "Gift to Mr.
Zhao Jihe Hui Cun", and finally there is Wen Desi's signature. .
Zhao Erfeng took out the horse statue and looked at it carefully, then handed it to Luo Changqi and others to watch and circulate.
He asked with a strange expression: "The handwriting of these poems seems to be written by Wen Xinghai himself."
"Of course, since it was presented to Mr.
Zhao, of course it was inscribed by Mr.
Wen himself," Kaful said with a smile.
Luo Changqi looked at Wen Desi's inscription and couldn't help but curled his lips and said with disdain: "This Wen Xinghai's calligraphy is really below the standard."
Hearing this comment, Kafur couldn't help but blush slightly.
He explained: "Our general writer grew up in the United States and has very little exposure to traditional calligraphy, and he has no talent in this area.
He wrote dozens of these sentences in a row, and selected the best ones from them.
Made up of good words" This is the truth.
Wen Desi's handwriting is indeed not very good.
This is normal.
In addition to signing, few people in the 23rd century use pens to write.
Lao Luo was born in the Han Dynasty and had high attainments in calligraphy.
Naturally, he looked down on Wen Desi's poor calligraphy.
Wen Desi was also very self-aware in this regard, and he had never done anything like inscriptions or inscriptions before.
Zhao Erfeng said slowly: "Lao Luo, your handwriting is good, but there are too few people who can understand it."
Everyone burst into laughter.
What Lao Zhao was talking about was an interesting incident some time ago.
Lao Luo likes calligraphy and is especially good at cursive writing.
In mid-June, the Eighteen Towns surrounded the Lengzhu Lamasery in today's Zuogong County, Tibet, which was harboring the defeated rebels.
Cheng Fengxiang, the commander-in-chief, immediately asked Lao Luo for instructions on how to deal with it.
Lao Luo then wrote the order in person, and he was very happy and made a lot of mistakes.
After receiving the order, Cheng Biaotong was dumbfounded.
He couldn't understand the order.
He scratched his head and studied with everyone for a long time, and finally concluded that what Mr.
Luo wrote was the four words "fire, hunt and burn", so he ordered to be resolutely implemented.
That night, he took advantage of the wind to set off a fire, "burning and killing more than a thousand lamas in one night", and destroyed the temple.
The lamas and the hidden rebels all made Brazilian barbecue.
After the news came, Zhao Erfeng was shocked, "I don't think I said to burn them."
Shocked, he ordered an investigation.
It turned out that the four words written by Lao Luo were not "live, hunt, fire, burn", but actually "live, harvest, and be wonderful." " This made Lao Zhao dumbfounded.
He had to issue a special order in the army, requiring that official documents and letters should only be written in regular script from now on, and cursive writing was strictly prohibited, which made the officers and soldiers chuckle.
After entering the conference room, Ma Bian served fragrant tea and fruit plates and left, and the two sides began to talk about business.
The horse statue returned to Old Zhao's hands.
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He played with it and said with a half-smile: "Wen Xinghai wants to buy this old horse bone from me, right?"
"Mr.
Zhao, you are so humble.
We, Mr.
Wen, say that you are the number one in border affairs in China today, and praise you as the "contemporary Ban Dingyuan".
If you are considered a horse's bones, who else can be considered a thousand-mile horse?"
Kafur flattered A few words.
Zhao Erfeng did not answer, but stared and asked: "Wen Xinghai is so talented, why don't you contribute to the court, but rebel?"
"What you said is wrong.
We, Mr.
Wen, are not rebelling, but saving this country.
This country is terminally ill and needs a strong medicine, which is revolution.
If the Qing government continues to do this, this country will only perish."
Kafur He said tit for tat: "Do you think the Qing government can still save this country?"
Then, Kafur gave a eloquent speech, ranging from the international situation to the domestic situation, and the fundamental differences between industrial countries and agricultural countries.
Everyone's expressions changed again and again, but they were unable to refute.
When it comes to eloquence, the people here are no match for him, not to mention that everything he said is true.
These people are not fools.
They naturally know that these things are irrefutable, and they are all people with status, so I won’t argue forcefully as if I was throwing a tantrum, so as not to be embarrassed.
Zhao Erfeng and others looked at each other, speechless.
That Fengshan stood up and asked: "You drove all the bannermen from Chengdu out of the city and imprisoned them.
What's the reason?
My family is in your hands, right?"
"Haha, this is only temporary, and this is protection, not imprisonment.
Mr.
Fengshan, you can think about it.
In the current situation, the public sentiment is turbulent.
If we let them stay where they are, what will happen to them?
As for the rest of you, The same goes for my family members.
They are all under our protection.
As for whether they are protected or imprisoned, you can take a look at what I have brought."
Kafur nodded to the deputy next to him, who immediately went out and came in with a few people after a while.
They were carrying several boxes and a rolled up roll of white cloth.
The group immediately started working in the room.
Within a few minutes, a screening room was set up.
They are not unfamiliar with movies.
Before going to Tibet, Wen Desi sent people to teach them about movies and introduce various situations in Tibet.
And later on, the use of new weapons and equipment will also be taught through movies.
"What is this?"
Luo Changqi couldn't help but ask.
"This film records the daily life of your family members during this period.
You will know it when you look at it," Kaful explained.
After closing the curtains, the staff started the screening.
Pictures appeared on the curtain, and sounds came from the speakers.
First there is a newly built town, the subtitles show, it is 20 kilometers north of Chengdu.
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As the camera zoomed in, familiar figures appeared on the screen.
The expressions and behavior of these people are very natural, and they are all focused on doing their own things.
Everyone here is a seasoned person, so naturally it can be seen that these shots are not staged shots, but real shots.
"Third baby" Luo Changqi stood up and saw his favorite little son.
His son was in class at a school, but while the classmates were listening carefully, the child was making paper figures underneath.
Lao Luo was immediately furious: "This naughty kid actually dares to fold paper figures in class.
Let's see if I don't beat his butt to pieces when I get back." get out of class is over, and the children are eating the snacks sent by the school, each of them has a glass of milk, an egg, and a big meat bun.
The children ate with gusto, and bursts of laughter came from the speakers.
Although Lao Luo pretended to be angry, his eyes were already red.
Then, the scene changed and it was Fengshan Xietong's turn to sit still.
He saw his wife and daughter.
His wife was taking her daughter for a walk in a beautiful park.
The two of them had rosy complexions and relaxed expressions.
The clothes on their bodies looked like high-end goods.
It was obvious that they were living a prosperous life.
"Mom, when will daddy come back?"
the little loli said in a sweet voice.
"It's coming, it's coming.
Last time your father wrote that he had captured Lhasa and he should be back soon."
"I want that big cloth bear.
Dad will buy it for me when he comes back."
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, ah, great wonder is that Fengshan crying."
Afterwards, everyone in the conference room lost their composure one after another.
Even tough old Zhao couldn't help but stand up when he saw his grandson singing in the kindergarten.
There were not only the families of these high-ranking officials, but also the families of grassroots officers and soldiers, and they recognized many of them.
It is obvious from the picture that the lives of these people are quite good.
Among other things, those modern houses have surpassed all the previous houses.
After the movie ended, Lao Zhao and others calmed down, but they fell silent.
They know very well that if they fall out, the Socialist Party of Science and Technology does not need to fight.
They only need to show this movie to the officers and soldiers outside, and the Eighteen Towns will completely kneel down.
Strictly speaking, Lao Zhao and the others still had other options, such as going north to Qinghai and taking a detour back to the areas ruled by the Qing court.
Another option is to go south to India and seek refuge with the British.
The British diplomat sent the information, but he had no good intentions.
He just wanted to persuade Lao Zhao to surrender.
Now this guy is still waiting for a reply in Lhasa.
But there is definitely no choice between these two paths.
No matter which way, those subordinates will definitely not do it.
Not to mention the latter, Lao Zhao himself cannot do it.
Although he is easy to kill, he has not fallen to the level of seeking refuge in foreign countries.
Kaful has come up with another big killer: The Life of Zhao Erfeng, which is a book without an ending.
Lao Zhao read the book once and took a long exam.
He knew very well that the book was unfinished and was just waiting for him to use his actions to write the rest of it.
On the one hand, it remains famous in history and will be remembered for centuries; on the other hand, it is stubborn and conservative, and will eventually be swept into the garbage heap of history.
Finally, Kaful delivered a fatal blow: "Mr.
Zhao, Mr.
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Wen can give you what the Qing court cannot give you.
For example, you can recruit a hundred thousand tigers and wolves as soldiers, seal wolves as subordinates, and horses can ride on green hills.
Mr.
Wen said, After two years at most, if you are still interested in side affairs, the position of commander of the Northwest Military Region will be yours.
You will be assigned no less than 5 Class A divisions.
One Class A division in our army has about 26,000 men.
Zuo Gong.
The unfulfilled ambitions of the past can be realized by you.”
Zhao Erfeng's face turned red and his whole body was trembling.
On the morning of September 1, Lhasa sent out a power call, and the 18th Town of the New Army uprising was sent out in the name of Zhao Erfeng.
Subsequently, the Socialist Party of Science and Technology sent out a telegram and announced to the press that Zhao Erfeng was appointed governor of Tibet and commander of the Tibet Military Region.
At the same time, the original 18th Town of the New Army joined the Workers' and Peasants' Revolutionary Army and was reorganized into the 13th and 14th Army Divisions.
After the news came out, the whole country was in an uproar
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