After the contest between the two armies was completed, it was already evening.

Although they were friendly forces, they belonged to different places, Liu Lang led the independent regiment to station in a mountainous area eight miles away from the station of the 200th Independent Brigade, and deployed various field fortifications and open and dark posts according to the usual practice.

Liu Lang didn't know that not long after he left, Comrade Lao Li recorded in detail the results of today's contest between the two armies, but before he could add his comments on the independent regiment, he saw Liu Tanfu hurriedly walking in.

The ugly face reported to Lao Li in a low voice, and Li Fu, who was waiting to put pen to paper, stood in a daze, sighed, and wrote in the last sentence of the record: The combat strength of the Liu Lang Independent Regiment of the Central Army exceeds the 68th Division.

You must know that before Liu Tanfu came in, he planned to write that the combat strength of the Liu Lang Independent Regiment of the Central Army was comparable to that of the 68th Division.

It didn't take long for this detailed record of the details of the great contest between the two armies to be placed on the desk of a study room in an official residence in Taiyuan, Shanxi.

Under the surprised gaze of a young woman in a dark red cheongsam, a pair of deep eyes with a little surprise read the records transmitted by her subordinates several times, and then put down the telegram, and said a few clueless words in an extremely rare way: "No wonder, no wonder, so powerful, really powerful." ”

"Big brother, who can get such praise from you?" The young woman was a little curious.

Ever since she entered the mansion to serve her cousin, she had never seen a powerful cousin praise someone so highly.

"Hehe, fifth sister, what the eldest brother is talking about is not a person, it is a group, you can see it by looking at it." A middle-aged man of fifty years old, dressed in a traditional black robe and a horse coat, handed the message to the young woman.

With surprise, the young woman quickly browsed the message, and when she saw it, the surprise on her face was nong, and finally she exclaimed: "Two shots in a row, hitting two targets ten miles away, this is impossible?" The artillery of our Jin Sui army is also not up to this level. ”

"But the artillery under the command of that fat man has reached this level, you didn't read what Li Fu said, before he heard the real situation, he was going to write about the 68th Division, but after hearing the real situation, he directly concluded that it surpassed his 68th Division. Hehe, although Li Fuzhen's military command ability is not particularly outstanding, he still has loyalty, and he will never talk nonsense on such a major matter.

Actually, I don't need to say it, just looking at a few rounds of competitions, I can have my own judgment to some extent, a regiment of only more than 2,000 people, the combat effectiveness is more than your eldest brother and I have worked hard to run the Jin Sui Army for many years More than 10,000 divisions, do you say they are worth it I said is so powerful? The middle-aged man walked to the window with his hands behind his back and looked at the rockery in the distance, although his tone was relaxed, but his face was slightly dignified.

It turned out that Liu Tanfu reported to Comrade Lao Li with a gloomy face that the final shot of the Independent Regiment actually did not miss. It's just that the infantry who went to the target didn't even bring enough incendiary agent, thinking that no one could really hit all three targets, so they didn't bury enough weight in the last dirt bag, and even if they were hit, the black smoke that rose was not much different from when the shell exploded, and it was basically negligible.

And that dirt bag, naturally, belonged to the independent regiment, and only the infantrymen who went to check the explosive power of the mountain artillery shells of the independent regiment knew that the three artillery targets belonging to the independent regiment were all hit.

Naturally, the last game was not a draw, it was still the 68th Division that lost.

"You know now why I say it's strange! No wonder they repelled the siege of the Eighth Division, which had more than 20,000 troops, with the strength of three regiments. What's more, I'm afraid you don't know that Liu Lang, the crazy little guy, is very likely to be the real main messenger of the Eighth Division's attack on the north of Rehe. Hehe, good guys, not to mention that the peasant army of thousands of cantons has all kinds of mortars, and the Deng Wen cavalry brigade retreating from Heilongjiang dealt another fatal blow at the moment when the Eighth Division was attacking with all its strength and no defense, and Liu Lang's use of troops was ruthless enough. If it were me, I would be reluctant to dump the guns that saved the lives of the troops to those peasants. The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and continued to look into the distance, and said leisurely.

"Big brother, is it a little unsafe for such a powerful army to cross the border? Should we send more troops along the way to keep an eye on them, lest they make any small moves? The young woman's face was finally moved.

Who doesn't know that the bald bigwigs who are trying to completely unify the whole country covet Shanxi, that independent regiment with super combat effectiveness still bears the name of the Central Army.

"No, fifth sister, you only know one and don't know the other, although Liu Fatzi is a fierce general, but he is a super thorn, chasing the butt of the Eighth Division outside the Great Wall and kicking it, but he even blocked that person's ten gold medals, and he has already committed that taboo. Otherwise, with his shocking record this time, how could he still be just a little colonel? Hehe, a Blue Sky and White Sun Medal will be sent away, it's really a big deal, if it is replaced by Yan Laoxi, I will not be able to do it no matter what. The middle-aged man turned around, and the corners of his slightly pursed mouth were full of mockery.

The middle-aged man who calls himself Yan Laoxi can only be Comrade Lao Yan, who has been running the business here since he became the ruler of Shanxi in 1911, and is even more worthy of the name of a major warlord of a province than Liu Lang's cousin Liu Xiang. It is still bad to say that it is a province, and the reason why the Jin Sui Army is the Jin Sui Army is not only Jin but also Sui. Suiyuan, 800 miles away from Datong, was later called the capital of Inner Mongolia, Hohhot and the surrounding vast area, at this time it was also a province of China.

And the master of these two provinces in western China is this middle-aged man in his fifties, and his name, Yan Xishan, is a figure that has to be mentioned in modern Chinese history.

And the young woman he called the fifth sister was also his cousin Yan Huiqing, known as the most trusted person in the Yan Clan's mansion.

"Big brother, you are saying that Liu Lang will inevitably have a gap in his heart because of this, so can we fight for it, if this strong army is pulled to our Jin Sui army。。。。。。 No, even if he comes alone and gives him the position of division commander, in a few years, there will not be an independent division with stronger combat effectiveness in Shanxi. A look of surprise welled up on the faces of the fifth sister.

"Almost impossible, you say." Comrade Yan shook his head slowly.

The five sisters who only manage the inner house are obviously not clear about the domestic situation, but Comrade Lao Yan is very clear in his heart, his intention of building an independent kingdom in Shanxi has long been intolerated, and if a tough guy like Liu Lang is pulled in, it will undoubtedly tear off the last fig leaf between the two. If you can't figure it out, the 500,000 troops who are thousands of miles away from Jiangxi will be coming to Shanxi in a short time!

Of course, it doesn't mean that Comrade Lao Yan is really afraid of the bald boss, it's not that he didn't do it during the Central Plains War, but he just didn't win, isn't he still sitting on the throne now?

The most important thing is that Liu Lang will never join the Shanxi Jin Sui Army. Comrade Lao Yan has seen Liu Lang's life several times, the sudden rise of the Songhu War of Resistance has become the key to a draw between the national army and the Japanese army, the battle of the Great Wall and several major battles of the Japanese army are not only amazing talents, but also fight to the death, tenacious and tenacious, this is an extremely excellent soldier.

However, to the surprise of Comrade Lao Yan, such an excellent soldier never reflected any of his political tendencies, and at the same time, he seemed to be not very interested in the national government, and he was not too close to the warlords of the Liu family, and even the 300 soldiers provided to him by his father, except for more than 20 particularly outstanding soldiers who entered the army, most of the rest failed to serve in the independent regiment. It can be said that the influence of the Liu family on the independent regiment can be said to be minimal. On the contrary, Liu Lang was extremely friendly to the Chinese who fought against the Japanese, whether it was the 19th Route Army or the 29th Army, and even the northern refugees who did not want to be slaves to the Japanese, Liu Lang was extremely friendly.

It seems that his existence is to be against the Japanese. If you have to put a label on him, Liu Lang is a nationalist through and through. This kind of person has the whole nation in mind, and will never easily join a certain political party or a certain force.

If Liu Lang heard Comrade Yan's heartfelt voice, he would definitely have to sigh, these people who can lay a foundation in the troubled times are amazing! He hadn't said anything, and he could know 80 percent of his mind by what he had done this year.

It's just that this bigwig has ignored the red party that is still struggling to survive, and their rise is the choice of history and the people.

Sitting on the Taishi chair in front of the desk, he looked at the telegram again, and after thinking for a long time, the Shanxi boss tapped his fingers lightly on the table a few times, "Although it is impossible to work together, I am still more interested in that little guy, fifth sister, telex Li Fu fake, let him accompany Liu Lang to Taiyuan, I want to see him." ”

In the early morning, when Liu Lang was about to lead the team to set off, he was stopped by Comrade Lao Li and told him that the king of Shanxi was waiting for him in Taiyuan.