"Captain, the little Japanese is here to negotiate again, do you see?" Zhang Hu asked inquiry.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. Zhang Hu went from young to middle age, and the adjutant became a housekeeper, but his attitude towards doing things was the same, and he was still so respectful.

Chuanwu's children are all in elementary school, but they are still the same temper as the powder barrel, so they just need to get a little bit.

He said indignantly: "Second brother, the Japanese are ambitious. They bombed the Grandmaster's train and came to threaten us again. Isn't the conspiracy being planned obvious enough?

Don't bear it, let's beat him up to raise a bitch!"

"Don't fight at any time, be alert to me. When you fight in the future, Yuan Pengfei glared at him and said helplessly: "Zhang Hu, thank you for your hard work, continue to be silly with them for a while, wait for news from the Grandmaster!"

Zhang Hu smiled bitterly, nodded helplessly, and went to talk to the Japanese again.

Unlike Zhang Dashuai, Yuan Pengfei only occupied Sanjiangkou, which was not large in area and had a large population. He spent all his time, energy, and financial resources on this place. Naturally, he operated like an iron bucket, and could not penetrate the needle and water.

There is Zhang Mengjiu's intelligence system to identify spies inside, and Chen Letong's bandits are charged with the crime. No Japanese expatriates at Sanjiangkou can settle down, and no Japanese spy can go out alive.

So far, the Japanese could only confirm that the Sanjiangkou garrison was extremely hostile to them, and the other information was very vague and not very accurate.

However, Yuan Pengfei touched the Japanese intelligence.

The Japanese army stationed in front of them was the 8th Division, an old division that was expanded after the end of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895.

Its subordinates have 4 infantry corpses, artillery, cavalry, engineers, baggage corps, etc., and the entire division has about 220,000 people.

It is equipped with 12 Type 41 mountain cannons, 6 Type 38 field cannons, 12 7mm rapid-fire anti-tank cannons, and 12 light armored vehicles.

Of course, the intelligence exposed by Yuan Pengfei was the establishment of a strengthening regiment, with 4 infantry battalions plus one artillery battalion of 5,000 troops.

It is impossible for the Japanese to put a division of 20,000 people next to him, so he respects him too much.

So the 8th Division was divided into two parts, with two infantry regiments of about 8,000 people guarding near Sanjiangkou. They had no heavy firepower except the field artillery directly under the regiment.

The remaining part went to the Ice City not far from Sanjiangkou. After all, it was the provincial capital. There were still many troops stationed in the Fengtian Division, which were several times more powerful than his apparent ones.

Logically speaking, with the degree of Japanese arrogance, it would be almost the same as a team at Sanjiangkou. There was no need to open four or six to put so much power here.

But the bad thing is that the division commander of the 8th Division was Lieutenant General Onoji, who was related to Ono Taro, the Minister of Fengtian more than ten years ago.

Taro Ono was cheated by Yuan Pengfei and his future was ruined, which was considered as having a good time with him.

Over the years, he has been constantly spying on intelligence and challenging his bottom line, which has exposed his identity as a Japanese hardcore enemy and his strength has also been exposed a lot.

Otherwise, he would continue to live until he could dig a shocking pit for the Japanese at some point.

Now, the old coach is on a Japanese earth plane and his life is unknown. In addition to inquire about his news, he is continuing to make trouble.

The two wings are backers, so there is no need to be afraid of the mountain eagle that makes the children cry. The Japanese are swaying to show off their power.

It was still the same old trick, immigrating, building roads, mining, and doing business. He listed more than a dozen items inside and outside, asking him to sign a treaty of treason.

If he disagrees, he will threaten with force and fight with him with real swords and guns.

Yuan Pengfei was so angry that he laughed. When will he be able to be a salesperson?

This reminded him of a particularly funny thing, saying that some guys don’t betray their ancestors, for the reasons of the following two points: one is that they are not satisfied with the price; the other is that they cannot even sell it.

Which one is his?

He is not either. It is impossible to treason the country and never be able to do so in his life. He can only fight with the Japanese and decide the outcome with swords and guns.

His iceberg is the real strength hidden under the sea. He will not be afraid of fighting a division head-on.

But the timing was wrong. Hundreds of thousands of troops were inside the pass, and the strength of the Fengtian Army outside the pass was not as good as the strength of the Kwantung Army. The old general's life and death were uncertain, and there was no chief in the Fengtian Army.

Once the fight starts, Yuan Pengfei will not suffer any losses, but the entire Fengtian clan will suffer a great loss. Maybe all the three northeastern provinces will be lost, and then he will become a nation's sinner.

So now, when dealing with Japanese people, you can only use one word tone, or even a too tough tone.

This is why Yuan Pengfei didn't come forward in person. He was afraid that he could not help but chop off the old guy who came to negotiate on the spot.

Because this is an unequal negotiation.

In the temporary negotiating hall, Taro Ono, the little old man, was radiant and more energetic than when he was the Minister of Fengtian.

He was casually studying with a porcelain cup in his hand, and was a little disappointed with Zhang Hu's arrival, but he would not miss the opportunity to humiliate the former great enemy.

He didn't raise his eyelids and threw the cup on the ground: "Is this tea used to entertain guests? It's simply horse pee, change me the best one."

Zhang Hu didn't know the little concern in Yuan Pengfei's heart. He only knew that he was strong behind him and was not afraid of the Japanese blackmail.

If you have strong enough power, you don’t need to panic in your heart.

He said in a humble and arrogant manner: "Mr. Ono's taste is really special. We guarded the horse, but we don't know when it will piss. I'll have someone prepare it for you and bring it to you after it is done!"

Taro Ono was caught by mistake and said, and he looked embarrassed and couldn't continue to take advantage of the issue.

After a while, the tea was served again, and Zhang Hu sat down. Ono Taro took out the thick stack of treaties and slapped it on the table and said, "Zhang Jun, you have no sincerity. This is the third day. Let's sting each word, when can the talk be finished?

Call your guards here and we will talk happily. Don’t pay too much attention to some of the edges and corners. As long as you are generally well-behaved, you can settle it directly."

Although Taro Ono wished he could kill Yuan Pengfei, he would not easily disrupt the negotiations, but was very willing to promote the signing of the treaty.

War is a continuation of politics. If you can get it through negotiation, there is no need to fight blood.

And as long as this contract is signed, it will be a dog tied to their chariot. It is so famous that everyone scolds it, and the people under his command will be disloyal, which is even more uncomfortable than killing people directly.

When Yuan Pengfei lost his usefulness, he would not let them operate the flattening and pinching the circle. They would not be familiar with this kind of routine operation anymore.
Chapter completed!