Volume 2 King of the Northwest Chapter 15 Disagreement
"Dai Jiliang's true colors have been exposed. He instigated the parliamentarians to oppose Li Yinquan's inauguration. This move thoroughly demonstrated his reactionary instinct to insist on dictatorship and firmly support Duan Qi's regime. We should immediately mobilize the people to respond to Li Genyuan and not let him fight alone in Xi'an."
In the county government office of Fu County, the militia leaders who had been summoned from all over northern Shaanxi bowed their heads in silence, frowning as they listened to Han Wangchen's passionate speech.
"Now, the Beiyang warlords are rampant. Three days ago, Zhang Xun and Ni Sicong, the two culprits of the imperial system, convened a meeting of the warlords of fourteen provinces in Xuzhou. At the meeting, this group of reactionary warlords wantonly attacked Kuomintang members of parliament and pressured the Duan cabinet to refuse to restore the Provisional Constitution and dissolve the National Assembly. They also wanted to form a warlord group. Dai Jiliang's representatives also participated in it. Now the situation is very clear. We must be prepared and start training the army immediately. In case of changes, we should immediately riot and respond to Li Genyuan's activities in the provincial capital. What's wrong? What's the expression on your face? Have you been the head of the group for a few days and you can't bear to give up the official hat on your head?"
Han Jun was speaking excitedly when he suddenly noticed that the faces of the people below looked a little strange, which made him fall down all of a sudden, and his face immediately looked ugly.
"Brother Wangchen, it's not that we don't want to help Brother Yinquan, it's just that the team has just disbanded and it's almost time for the autumn harvest. I'm afraid it's too late to recruit people at this time?"
Hu Jingyi shook his head. He would not have disbanded the team if he had known earlier. Now he was in a dilemma.
"Yes, Brother Wangchen, what I mean is that we should still base our struggle on legal grounds."
Jing Wumu also spoke up.
"Dai Jiliang is now banning smoking and running industries successfully. We are blamed for sabotaging Shaanxi's development. Besides, isn't Mr. Dai also insisting on legal struggle? If we start a civil war in Shaanxi now, I'm afraid the people will not stand on our side, right?"
"Brother Wenyuan, you are tolerating evil!"
Han Wangchen suddenly became anxious.
"Dai Jiliang is not yet firmly established, so he has to curry favor with all parties in Shaanxi. Will he let us go after his 20,000 Shaanxi troops are trained? Impossible!"
Han Wangchen didn't believe that everyone present was so short-sighted. Therefore, he stubbornly hoped to coordinate the armed struggle in northern Shaanxi with Li Genyuan's legal struggle in Xi'an.
"Old Han, you know nothing!"
It was Fan Zhongxiu 's foul mouth that revealed the answer.
"We have been fighting for most of the year and there is not even a grain of rice left in the warehouse. If the autumn harvest is not brought in, you will have no chance of survival. A well-fed man does not know the hunger of a hungry man!"
"Brother Wangchen, the words to wake up the people are not blunt, we are not rebelling for someone's high position and generous salary!"
As soon as Jing Wumu said this, Han Wangchen felt a little embarrassed. This time he helped Li Genyuan for two reasons. One was to help the Kuomintang seize the real power in Shaanxi, and the other was that Governor Li might give him the high position of Minister of Finance. But if he could not suppress Dai Jiliang's authority, then everything would be in vain.
"What high position and generous salary? I think you are the ones who are blinded by the high position and generous salary. Do you think Dai Jiliang is kind enough to give you food? No! If you hadn't made the sacrifices before, how could you be the current regiment leader, commander, and garrison commander?"
The inventor of the phrase "Revolution is not a dinner party" is still in school, but Han Jun's meaning is the same. In short, the people pay a price, and as for the return, he will talk about it slowly after he comes to power.
"I think you won't send out troops even if the autumn crops are harvested. So you just wait for Dai Jiliang to pick them up one by one."
After saying these two sentences, Han Wangchen turned away, still muttering to himself.
"I am blind."
"Bastard!"
Fan Zhongxiu stood up suddenly and wanted to deal with Han Wangchen, but was stopped by Gao Jun.
"Forget it, Xingmin, Brother Wangchen can't get around this for the time being, let him go."
Jing Wumu walked over and patted Fan Zhongxiu on the shoulder.
"But what he said makes sense. We need to be prepared."
Jing Wumu glanced at everyone.
"As I said before, we must capture our basic troops and train them well. We must never again allow them to run away when they are hit."
"Brother Wenyuan's words still make sense."
Cao Shiying also stood up.
"We can't just stare at what's in the pot when there's nothing in the bowl. Brother Wangchen is the same. He can't tell the priorities and only cares about his own anger."
"Brother Junfu, please don't say such hurtful words."
Jing Wumu shook his head. However, after what happened today, it was obvious that the struggle in the provincial capital was becoming disconnected from the struggle in northern Shaanxi. Jing Wumu looked into the distance, deeply worried.
"I'd better write a letter to Mr. Ziyi and Mr. Shizhai and ask them to help persuade Brother Wangchen. I hope we can still save the relationship."
But can it really be saved? Jing Wumu was unsure.
"How many rows of bullets can a soldier fire per month now?"
Although there were 13 to 14 million usable bullets in the new and old warehouses of the provincial arsenal, the Shaanxi Army had no production capacity, so they could not just let them fire at will. This conflicted with Dai Jiliang's need to train troops.
"Master, you can play three rows in a month."
Three rows means 15 pills, which means 180 pills in 12 months a year. Although this number is already a very high level in China, it is still too little training for Dai Jiliang.
"Order each unit to add another row."
Dai Jiliang calculated that if there was no war, the bullets in the warehouse could be used for three years based on the training amount of 240 bullets per person per year. Of course, if a war broke out, the bullets would be like flowing water. It seemed that he had to find a way to make his own bullets.
"Don't just shoot dead targets. The chief officer needs to use his brain and try to shoot at moving targets or timed shooting while running."
Dai Jiliang believes that as the quantity increases, the quality must also improve.
"That's the platoon. I want to see how they shoot in all three positions."
Dai Jiliang casually pointed at the roster. No one in the Shaanxi Army dared to fool him as the leader. He hoped that this regiment was not the first one.
"General, this is a telegram from Deputy Director Chu from Shanghai."
Dai Jiliang had just finished watching the shooting and had not yet had time to choose the next subject when Song Cheng caught up with him and handed him a telegram.
Dai Jiliang took it and looked at it. "Mr. Lu came forward, and Inspector Huang has agreed to return to Wuhan soon."
Dai Jiliang was quite surprised that this kid actually moved Lu Yongxiang's son, but when he thought about it, it made sense. Without the support of the Sunan Military Affairs Council, who would dare to take over this business?
But the same goes for Chu Gan. He left in such a hurry. If we had known earlier, we would have let him go to Xuzhou to meet Sima. With this potential partner, wouldn't he be more confident in negotiating with others?
However, Dai Jiliang immediately put the matter behind him.
"Ze Gang, is there any progress on the task I assigned you last time?"
"Reporting to the Marshal, we are still working on it. We will make sure it is finished before Director E buys the radio back."
Song Cheng did not act quickly this time, otherwise Dai Jiliang would not have to wait for Guo Sinan's report and would have ordered his execution right away.
"Radio, what radio station?"
Zhang Binnan, immediately widened his eyes.
"Marshal, is it a radio station? I have already reserved it. Without it, once the battle starts, we will have no control over the troops."
"Don't worry, if I really buy them, I'll give you four for one trip."
Dai Jiliang nodded. Even Zhang Binnan felt that he could not control his troops in the war, let alone him, the commander-in-chief of the Shaanxi Army.
"You can pick a few people and follow Staff Officer Song to practice with the one in the headquarters. Anyway, there is no place to send and receive messages right now, so this is just right."
"Okay, this time I, the First Brigade, will take the lead without hesitation."
Zhang Binnan nodded. They had to fight for the first place. By the time Dai Jiliang came back and the three brigades and nine regiments wanted to try it out, it would be hard to say when they would get their turn.
"Marshal, good news, Mr. Jiren agreed!"
As the two were talking, they saw Zhang Zili falling off his horse, exhausted.
"This is great news. Not only will Mr. Jiren come, but he will also bring six apprentices with him. Now we can set up our field hospital."
Of course, how could I not agree? Every day, two soldiers in full gear stood guard outside the door, claiming to be guarding the door for the director. They searched people who came in, and even checked the vegetables and noodles they bought for fear of food poisoning. Who wouldn't be annoyed? The Shaanxi Army had been in the city for almost two months. If I didn't agree, I wouldn't be able to live there any longer.
"However, Mr. Yoshito has two conditions."
Zhang Zili tried to hold back his laughter.
"First, please ask the Marshal to remove his sentry post."
"no problem!"
Dai Jiliang was also very excited. Watching soldiers dying beside him due to lack of medical care and medicine was a feeling that no official could endure.
"As long as he becomes the chief of the military medical department, in a word, no problem!"
"Mr. Ji Ren also asked you to sponsor him to open a training class for traditional Chinese medicine traumatology. He wants the people of Shaanxi to be able to treat their illnesses."
Zhang Zili also admired this kind-hearted doctor, so he made a suggestion.
"I think we should not only hold one in the market, but also in our Shaanxi Army."
"Brother Park Chu's advice is great!"
Dai Jiliang nodded.
"Well, I'll take out 10,000 yuan from my special funds first. No, I'll take out 10,000 yuan every year."
Dai Jiliang is very determined.
"Brother Park Chu, go back and tell Mr. Jiren that my Shaanxi Army will send out 50 students first, and ask him to do his best."
"clear!"
Zhang Zilii climbed onto the horse again after sitting for only a few minutes, but he reined in the horse beforehand.
"By the way, the medical soldiers recruited from various major medical clinics in Shaanxi have arrived. Should we deploy them now?"
"No, let Zuo Liang train them first. We don't expect them to fight, but at least they should be good soldiers."
Dai Jiliang would never pamper these people. If they brought a bad influence on the military's morale, he would be crying too late.
"Let them train as many as they would for new recruits first!"
"Understood!"
Zhang Zili saluted, rode his horse and went back to the city.
"Marshal!"
Before Dai Jiliang put down his hand to return the gift, Zhang Binnan came up again.
"Mr. Jiren is the chief of the military medical department. I don't want him anymore. Can you give me two of his disciples? I already have a chief military doctor in my organization, but I'm still short of one."
"Two. That's a lot of money. I'd feel bad if I gave you just one. Hurry up and take it or not?"
Dai Jiliang glared at Brigade Commander Zhang.
"Don't want it? I won't give it to you!"
"Yes, of course, but you have to give me some of the 50 places."
"Brother Binnan, when did you learn how to do business and bargain?"
Dai Jiliang cursed and laughed, but his thoughts drifted further and further away. The Shaanxi Army has finally taken shape now, but there is still a long way to go.
