"Because, the message urging us to retreat has arrived." Liu Lang threw the telegram that had arrived last night in front of Qi Guangyuan and them.

"Retreat? Those who are officials are all about their mothers, where are they going? Where will troops be sent to meet us? Is there any detailed battlefield intelligence and withdrawal routes? What is the difference between this retreat and the death of Teniang? Grandma's, don't look at the Eighth Division and Lao Tzu here, Lao Tzu can't help them for the time being, provoke Lao Tzu, chase their ass, and really kill all the way to the three northeastern provinces as a beard. After reading the message, Qi Guangyuan slapped the table and opened his mouth to scold.

As the former head of a regiment, Qi Guangyuan understands the current battlefield situation too well. Don't look at the defense line of the Great Wall as long as it is hundreds of miles, but as long as the Japanese army sends a brigade or even a wing on any road in the Pingjin Plain, it can entangle the Great Wall regiment to the death, and the rest, in less than two days, the main force of the Japanese army swarming can swallow the Great Wall regiment to the point that there is not even a slag left.

The reason why the Great Wall Regiment beat the Eighth Division so miserably was that it actually relied on the advantages of fortifications to defend for ten days, and the Eighth Division, which had crashed into its head hard, broke its backbone, and that, it also paid thousands of casualties.

Of course, the most important thing is to raid the Japanese army's heavy artillery brigade, resulting in the Eighth Division running out of heavy weapons, otherwise the remaining 10,000 or 20,000 people of the Eighth Division alone would be enough for the Great Wall Regiment to drink a pot.

After suffering such a big loss, the Japanese army will definitely not give the Great Wall regiment the same chance again. Don't look at the Great Wall Regiment now in front of the Eighth Division, when it encounters the main force of the Japanese army, which also has artillery, the number of people can pile the Great Wall Regiment to death.

What's more, who knows when the weather conditions will improve? If the Japanese bombers appeared in the sky, it would be the end of the Great Wall Regiment. This is also the real reason why Liu Lang said before that he danced on the tip of the knife.

"Yes, such an unorganized retreat is a retreat that pushes our Great Wall Regiment to its destruction, Commander Liu, we must not do this, however, we can't just look at the telegram from the Military Committee, and we should still send a telegram back to inform us of the current situation." Dong Shengtang, who is cautious and calm by nature, was also angry.

However, it is still as cautious as ever.

"Sir, I listen to you, those high-ranking officials on Donkey Day don't treat our brothers as human beings, then I, Chi Dakui, still listen to them, and we will go wherever you say." Chi Dakui has always expressed his opinions very clearly.

That is, everything is dominated by Liu Lang.

Tang Yongming glanced at Chi Dakui, knowing that most of the people here have a higher rank and strong ability than this rough man, but when it comes to trust, this is Liu Lang's first confidant, and only when he says such words that only Liu Lang is looking forward to without violating the peace.

Of course, this is also the result of several big battles accompanied by life and death, and no one can envy it.

After a little hesitation, Tang Yongming, who was a senior staff member next to Liu Lang who did not have the title of chief of staff but was almost equivalent to the chief of staff, spoke: "Don't be angry, I believe that when Tuanzuo showed us this telegram, he already had a conclusion in his heart, so it is better for us to listen to Tuanzuo's opinion." ”

Several people set their eyes on Liu Lang, Liu Lang was considered to have nothing to lose in this war, and his opinion would definitely not disappoint everyone.

"Hehe, then Yongming miscalculated this time." Liu Lang smiled slightly. Stretched out his finger and picked up the telegram from the Northern Military Council, put it on the horse lamp and lit it, and then lit the cigarette in his mouth, "In the past, Yue Fei received twelve gold medals from Emperor Song and had to withdraw his troops, and his years of hard work were ruined, but we did not receive the gold medals, and the field radio sometimes has a bad signal, you know." ”

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This is blatant deception!

However, it seems that this is what the special mother should do.

Anyway, the officers of the Great Wall Regiment all laughed.

As long as he does not surrender to the enemy, and he has the great merit of beating the Eighth Division to cry and cry for his mother, even if he goes back in the future, no one will dare to take this small book of every school officer, at least not immediately, including the bald boss. The school officials still know this in their hearts.

Of course the bald guy won't, he can only scold "Niang Xipi" now in the Nanchang Mansion.

"Niang Xipi, hasn't Liu Lang called back to report his next step?" The bald-headed headmaster in his robe and coat walked restlessly back and forth in his office.

"Yes, Minister He, I have urged him several times, and the reply I have received so far is this." Wang Shihe, who was standing with his hands down, replied helplessly.

"Liu Lang, what is he trying to do? What is he doing here? What is a superior in his eyes? What is the big picture? The bald headmaster angrily poked the floor with a civilization stick, as if the floor was the hateful little colonel.

I'm afraid that the bald guy didn't expect that he would one day be so angry with a little colonel who only commanded two thousand people.

Not to mention hundreds of thousands, there are still tens of thousands of such little colonels in China, but Liu Lang is still the only one who can make the bald man remember his name and still be so popular.

I don't know if it's bad luck or a supreme honor, anyway, Liu Lang didn't pay too much attention to it.

Of course, the bald man had to be on fire, and the secret envoy in charge of negotiating with the Japanese army had already sent the Japanese government in Nanking, one of the conditions of the negotiation was to demand that Nanking withdraw all troops outside the Great Wall to the Great Wall. Although there is no special name for Liu Lang's Great Wall Regiment, no one is a fool.

Outside the Great Wall, there is now Liu Lang's army, in addition to them being so fierce, and what Chinese army dares to hang over there? The Japanese are afraid of losing face and embarrassed to point it out, but the Chinese cannot pretend to be stupid and do not know, in fact, the conditions for negotiations that the Japanese slightly revealed are much more favorable than they thought before.

Although it was known that the Japanese were in a hurry to negotiate this time and even relaxed some of the terms, which was not unrelated to Liu Lang's Great Wall Regiment beating the Eighth Division like a dog, the Nanjing government also did not dare to give up this "good opportunity" and opened its mouth.

Wars have always been fought with financial resources.

"As soon as the cannon goes off, ten thousand taels of gold" is definitely not false, and the mobilization of hundreds of thousands of troops to encircle and suppress ** has already used the small reserves of the central government, and the financial and material resources spent on preparing for nearly a year are even more astronomical.

Although the central government did not send a large army to the north, a lot of financial and material resources were mobilized, and the central government in Nanjing, which was not yet completely well off economically, could not afford to fight on both sides.

If you want to continue the fight with the Japanese, unless you first suspend the "suppression of bandits" in the south.

But this touched the scales of the bald guy. Why is there no internal turmoil? Since 1927, when the bald man launched a bipartisan change, he has made up his mind not to give his big enemy a chance to survive.

Naturally, it was the battlefield between the north and the Japanese invaders, and negotiations had to be made.

However, Liu Lang hung like this, not giving China and Japan a chance to negotiate.

"Perhaps, the Great Wall Regiment did not receive Minister He's telegram?" Wang Shihe did not mention Liu Lang's name at all, and replaced him with the Great Wall Regiment.

"Niang Xipi, his radio signal is very good when the electricity is turned on! He just disrespects military orders. In my name, I ordered the Northern Military Council to send another telegram to Liu Lang's subordinates, urging them to retreat, two letters if one letter fails, and three letters if two letters fail。。。。。。 The bald man said angrily.

At the moment when Wang Shihe received the order and turned around, the bald man hesitated slightly and reminded: "Don't sign my name on the telegram, the war in the north should still be respectful." ”

Wang Shihe paused, and said in a low voice that he was leaving quickly.

In my heart, I said to Liu Lang, a little colonel I had never met! There is a kind of admiration.

Headmaster, this is afraid of losing face!

The little colonel who made the principals above tens of thousands of people afraid of losing face and refused to accept the order, I'm afraid, is unprecedented, and it is also the last!