"My cousin Zhang Haitian has now taken his men to Wusantaizi to rest and prepare hot water and rice for Captain Jiang, and then sent more than a dozen good men to Anshan in batches to inquire about the situation.
First Let Captain Jiang feel the way and find out the actual situation of the Japanese army, and we will start after we are full."
Zhang Xianming said.
"Okay, know yourself and the enemy.
You are worthy of having drank foreign ink in Lushi.
I heard that Uncle Zhang is in the artillery department.
If Uncle Zhang doesn't mind it, after this battle, go to the 7th Brigade.
You don't know, over there at the arsenal There are hundreds of cannons, but the 7th Brigade has too few qualified artillerymen.
I have touched cannons.
They were all equipped with artillery, but the result of the battle with the main force of the Kwantung Army was not satisfactory.
The nearly one hundred cannons failed to produce a good effect, otherwise they would have eaten up the two main brigades of the Kwantung Army before they came.
If Uncle Zhang had If you help lead some artillery, the effect will be better."
Jiang Li was very happy.
In this era, people in the countryside were related to each other.
If there were local snakes in front of him, his battle would undoubtedly be much easier.
Zhang Xianming's arrangement was also very thoughtful.
Jiang Li led the soldiers to attack all the way.
They were exhausted and needed food.
It was inevitable that a lot of time would be wasted.
With the help of Zhang Xianshi, a local snake, he might be able to help the steel factory in Anshan.
Factory equipment can be disposed of separately.
"If this is the case, then my cousin and I will have to bother Captain Jiang."
Zhang Xianming was also very moved.
He graduated from the army, so he naturally knew the gap between the guerrillas and the regular army.
Don't look at his cousin's pull.
The 500 people who got up.
But there are many people but few guns, only about thirty guns.
It's not enough for one platoon on Jiang Li's side.
And Zhang Xianming was naturally willing to return to his old profession.
Huang Xiansheng had the highest status in Fengtian City at this time, but the troops capable of fighting were basically under Jiang Li's command.
The most important point is that Jiang Li is a man who dares to fight the Japanese army and has achieved good results.
If he follows Jiang Li, he will have a greater chance of fighting the Japanese army.
"Okay, with knowledgeable people like Uncle Zhang joining us, we will be more confident against the Japanese army in the future."
Jiang Li didn't bring many troops, just a lot of horses.
The conditions at the dock on the Taizi River were not as good as those on the Hun River, and crossing the river took nearly half an hour longer than expected.
Jiang Li talked to Zhang Xianming for a while, then fell to the ground and slept for a while.
The other soldiers also took advantage of this short period of time to take a nap.
There is still a battle to be fought when we arrive in Anshan.
If we don't take advantage of this rare interval to take a rest, a single oversight on the battlefield may have fatal consequences.
"Damn it, you woke us up so early in the morning before the chickens even woke up.
Isn't this a crime of ruining our lives?"
Ma San complained, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"The early bird catches the worm.
I heard that Zhao Ergangzi has made a lot of money in the past two days by fetching ducks on the Taizi River and blocking passing ships on the river to collect protection fees.
Maybe a group of people came from Liaozhong.
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The boss didn’t just happen to ask us to come and find out everything.
If there is trouble, We have no merit but hard work.
The boss eats meat, so we have to get some soup no matter what."
Another middle-aged man who looked older was carrying a pole of old-fashioned martini and digging into the weeds one foot at a time.
I was walking in the morning, and my shoes were very wet in the morning.
"Come on, with just the few weapons we have, I heard that the boss has acquired a lot of them in the past two days.
They are all Japanese-style rifles.
They are so new.
With the few weapons we have, we can't compare to those around the boss.
A famous person should stop dreaming."
Ma San yawned and shook his head and said silently.
Suddenly he saw two or three figures shaking in front of him.
They were dressed like humans, with black robes and glasses.
They looked like scholars.
Ma San had a smile on his face.
They thought they were Bandits like to rob these intellectuals the most.
In this era, literate people are definitely in the minority.
Most of them have high salaries.
They come from the city and occasionally go to the countryside.
They have a lot of money.
"Those in front, stop here, sir."
Ma San and Wu Kui shouted, taking three steps and two steps, and rushed forward.
"Two heroes, I don't know what advice you can give."
The middle-aged man in charge, who was strong and strong, saw the two men coming with guns, so he didn't panic and raised his hands to Ma and San.
"You're just telling me, I planted this tree and opened this road.
If you want to go this way, leave money to buy the road."
Ma San shook his gun and said, "Hand over the money if you are sensible.
The two brothers went out just for I don’t want to hurt a few lives when I’m asking for money.”
"I'd like to ask if these two are from the Hong Sheng Regiment, and I'm from Lao Beifeng in Tai'an.
I hope these two heroes can give me some mercy."
Xiang Qingshan said, cupping his hands to Ma San.
"Old Beifeng's man" Ma San and Wu Kui looked at each other in disbelief.
Zhang Haitian, the old Beifeng on the ground in Tai'an, was also a leader in the Green Forest and a well-known figure from Liaozhong to Anshan.
Although he was with Hong Sheng The relationship has never been good, but the two sides have always been in harmony with each other, and the other party has reported their names, but it can't really do anything to them.
"Zhang Haitian is such a jerk.
I used to give him some respect.
But after today, Zhang Haitian is like an ant to me.
I can kill him with just a few fingers."
A hoarse voice said.
There was a sound, and the first big man galloped over with dozens of subordinates.
It was Hong Biao, the head of the Hong Sheng Regiment.
"It turns out that Mr.
Hong Da is here.
He really compliments us."
Xiang Qingshan's pupils shrank when he saw the dozens of horsemen behind Hong Biao, all wearing Type 30 rifles.
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Although after the Russo-Japanese War, many rifles There are branches left on the ground in the northeast, but the force that can produce more than thirty Japanese-made rifles can be regarded as one of the best in the Liaozhong area.
Hong Biao is domineering.
If he had such strength, his tail would have reached the sky.
It was Zhang Haitian, who had hundreds of men and more than thirty guns, all with old sleeves, Liao-made guns and Japanese-style guns.
No wonder Hong Sheng was so confident.
In the past, he would never have dared to say such things.
However, the Hong Sheng Group has been silent for such a long time and only has some reputation in the Jiucaitai area.
Where did they get these rifles?
"Do you think it's really because of you guys that Zhang Haitian, that bastard, is so ambitious that he dares to lead people from Tai'an to Jiucai Terrace without saying hello to Mr.
Hong?
Clay figures also have a certain earthy nature.
This time Don’t give Zhang Haitian anything Let’s see what the people on the street think of me in the future.”
Hong Biao snorted coldly, “Two of you three will stay, and one of you will go back to report.
Just say that I, Hong Biao, am waiting for Zhang Haitian to come and pay my respects.”
The top of the mountain.”
"Xiao Cai, go back and tell the boss."
Xiang Qingshan knew that the matter had reached this point and there was nothing he could do about it.
It was rumored that Hong Biao had been getting close to the Japanese recently.
Zhang Haitian was coming to attack the Japanese in Anshan.
If he had said hello to Hong Shengtuan, wouldn't he have thrown himself into a trap?
Unexpectedly, Hong Biao got wind of it.
It seems that things have happened.
It's a bit troublesome.
"Uncle Xiang, please make it clear.
I don't even know the road.
What's the use of going back?
It's better for you to go back."
Cai Jimin said with a wry smile.
"That's fine, wait until I and the boss come back to rescue you."
Xiang Qingshan was also born with a beard and was a courageous man.
This was not the time to be sloppy.
He just nodded, bowed his hand to Hong Biao, turned around and strode away
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