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After retaking the position unexpectedly, Li Shimao's temporary 33rd regiment waited vigilantly all night but did not see Zhang Xun's braided army counterattack. Taking advantage of the calm night, they took the time to repair the position. Li Shimao, who had received additional troops from the division headquarters, patiently waited for dawn.

The arrival of the battle. In the hearts of all the officers and soldiers of the 8th Division, the next day will definitely be another fierce battle, and Zhang Xun, who suffered a heavy loss, will never give up.

But who would have thought that after daybreak, the Braided Army only fired a few sparse artillery fire and fired a few more shots at them. The attacking team wandered around in front of the temporary 33rd Regiment position and then returned.

In the actual contact, except for a few unlucky ones who were scratched by stray bullets, it can be said that there were no real casualties on either side.

"That's weird, what is this braid doing?" Cao Wenlian held the loaded rifle in his hand, and looked at the braided soldiers advancing and retreating on the opposite side in confusion, puzzled.

"Platoon leader, look!" Zhang Xiaochuan suddenly shouted, reaching out and pointing to the right.

"Eh? Zhang Zizi is surrendering? Isn't he?" Just looking at it, Cao Wenlian's eyes almost popped out of his head. He saw a guy in an officer's uniform slowly walking toward the position waving a white flag, and just now he was

The braided soldiers who were wandering around all retreated, and none of them disappeared.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I want to see your officer!" Tang Yiming held up the white flag and waved it from side to side, shouting and walking forward slowly.

"Hey! This officer is not young! Platoon commander, how about a shot?" Zhang Xiaochuan said excitedly after seeing Tang Yiming's official rank clearly.

"Go away!" Cao Wenlian kicked him over: "Hit him! Didn't you see him holding the white flag? Quick! Report to the group leader and ask the group leader to come."

After receiving the report, Li Shimao was also puzzled. What was Zhang Xun doing? Why did he suddenly send people here while fighting? Is it true that he wanted to surrender as the soldier who reported the report said? This is impossible! Although the battle lasted for two days, Zhang Xun

The braided army suffered a lot of casualties, but in fact they were not seriously injured at all. To put it bluntly, it was just a draw between the two sides.

"Let's go! Take a look." After thinking for a while, Li Shimao hurriedly left the headquarters and hurried to Cao Wenlian's side.

When they arrived at the position, Tang Yiming was surrounded by several soldiers commanded by Cao Wenlian in the trench. Although faced with unkind eyes and gunshots, Tang Yiming did not panic at all. Instead, he found a place to sit with a smile, watching these with interest.

opponent.

"Captain!" Seeing Li Shimao coming, Cao Wenlian raised his hand in salute. At the same time, Tang Yiming also turned his attention to Li Shimao.

"You must be Commander Li. I'm glad to meet you. I hold a humble position, Tang Yiming, and serve as battalion commander under Marshal Zhang."

"Battle Commander Tang." Nodding, Li Shimao approached, returned a military salute, and asked: "During the battle between the two armies, did Camp Commander Tang come to surrender on behalf of Zhang Xun?"

Tang Yiming was immediately displeased when he heard the other party calling Zhang Xun by his name, but he still restrained himself and said with a smile: "No, we have met our opponents in the past few days of fighting. Our Marshal Zhang really admires your army. As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes, so we sent him to the front."

Come and get in touch, and I have a private message to send to your military deputy commander."

"The one with the letter? Where's the letter? Bring it!"

"Haha, our Marshal Zhang has ordered that the letter must be handed over to the deputy division commander of your military. I'm afraid it's not convenient for Commander Li to do this, right?"

After being stunned, Li Shimao was unsure of the other party's true intentions and did not dare to make any claims without authorization. He thought about it and asked his staff to contact the division headquarters immediately to report the situation and ask Fang Zida to make a decision.

After waiting for half an hour, the staff officer came back in a hurry. After receiving the news, Fang Zida also felt strange. Zhang Xun and he had never been on friendly terms, so how could he suddenly send someone to deliver a letter to him? But he was not afraid that Battalion Commander Tang would do so in the name of delivering a letter.

Assassinate him, and after a moment of consideration, he agreed to the request and asked Li Shimao to send Tang Yiming to the division headquarters immediately.

"Captain Tang, I am Fang Zida, please sit down."

"Deputy Commander Fang, I have admired you for a long time!"

When the two sides met, Tang Yiming lamented that Fang Zida, the deputy commander of the Eighth Division in front of him, did not look like a soldier at all, but more like a scholar. No wonder Zhang Xun kept calling him a pretty boy.

"Please sit down." Pointing to the chair in front of him, Fang Zida greeted with a smile. After the staff officer served tea, he took out a cigar to signal the other party to do whatever he wanted. When Tang Yiming waved his hand to refuse, he lit one himself and took a few puffs.

Then he asked: "Commander Tang was sent by Marshal Bian to deliver the letter? Now that you are here, please give me the letter."

Tang Yiming was also cheerful and immediately handed the letter over with both hands. Fang Zida opened it and read it slowly. Tang Yiming remained silent and sat there quietly sizing up Fang Zida, waiting patiently.

The letter was not long, but Fang Zida read it back and forth for about ten minutes. After reading it, he did not speak immediately, but quietly smoked a cigar and thought about it.

Time passed by, and just when Tang Yiming couldn't help but want to ask, Fang Zida laughed, stood up and said, "Please call Commander Tang back to Bingbian Shuai, and Fang agreed to the appointment tomorrow."

"Okay! Since I'm in such a humble position, I'll go back first. Thank you, Deputy Commander Fang, for your hospitality. We'll see you tomorrow."

Watching Tang Yiming leave, the smile on Fang Zida's face immediately faded, and he asked his staff to immediately summon senior and mid-level officers on the front line to make emergency arrangements.

The temporarily peaceful day passed quickly. After the sun rose again, Fang Zida took five guards to a small village not far from the battlefield. As soon as they arrived at the tea pavilion in front of the village, Zhang Xun also came.

Looking at Zhang Xun, Fang Zida's heart finally dropped. It seemed that Zhang Xun was still keeping his promise. There were five guards plus him, a total of six people. He also knew one of the people following him.

Tang Yiming whom I just met yesterday.

"Haha, this is Deputy Commander Fang, right? I, Lao Zhang, am lusting after you! Come on, come on, we two brothers will have a good time together today." As soon as he saw Fang Zida, Zhang Xun came over with a smile on his face, his enthusiasm and demeanor

It was as if he was not here to meet his opponent at all, but rather like he was meeting an old friend whom he had not seen for a long time.

"The famous braided handsome boy is so popular! It's really an honor for me to see braided handsome man today." Fang Zida was also extremely polite, with a bright smile on his face. When the two sides approached, they did not perform a military salute, but exchanged hands with each other.

They raised their hands to say hello, and then they held hands affectionately and entered the tea pavilion together.

"I heard that Brother Fang studied abroad before? He has been working with Premier Song since he returned to China? He just took over as the deputy commander of the 8th Division not long ago?" After saying the polite words, Zhang Xun asked with a smile while making tea.

"Haha, Marshal Braid is right, that's what happened." Nodding and thanking Zhang Xun for the tea, Fang Zida said with a smile: "To put it bluntly, Zhang Ming is not a soldier at all, and taking over the Eighth Division is just a temporary measure.

.Now that rebellions are raging, the Eighth Division is stationed in Jiangsu and defending Nanjing. Its duty is to maintain the unity of the country. Originally, everything was going well, but the sudden arrival of the commander-in-chief and his troops may go against the original intention of the national soldiers to protect the country and serve the people, right?

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"Hahaha, Brother Fang, you don't need to beat around the bush, just say that I, Old Zhang, raised an army to attack Jiangsu without authorization." Zhang Xun was not angry at Fang Zida's words, but laughed loudly: "To put it bluntly, what is the purpose of the country in this world?

Serving the people is not about who has a stronger gun. How old is my old brother Zhang Xu? Changfang was an admiral in the Qing Dynasty. He was sitting in the same place. What scenes have you not seen? What things have you not seen? What should I do back then?

If the guns of the Qing Dynasty were not strong, how could there be anything like Sun Wen and the revolutionaries in this world? If Sun Wen's guns weren't strong later, how could there be anything like President Yuan? Let's talk about it.

The key lies in the barrel of the gun. I, Lao Zhang, have led troops for many years, and I believe in the barrel of the gun. Besides, Jiangsu and Nanjing are my territory, so bringing the barrel of the gun back to pick it up is not considered unauthorized, right?"

Zhang Xun's naked words made Fang Zida dumbfounded. Who would have thought that Zhang Xun is still a guy who only puts his gun first? These theories are quite unique. Shaking his head, Fang Zida did not argue with him, but just looked at it with a smile.

"This kid is a real person!" Seeing Fang Zida's appearance, Zhang Xun secretly praised him in his heart. If he heard what he said and debated with him, Zhang Xun might look down on Fang Zida, but Fang Zida didn't say anything and just smiled.

In Zhang Xun's heart, he regarded Fang Zida as a character who could be equal to him.

After several days of fighting, although the losses of Zhang Xun's troops were not huge, they suffered heavy losses. Moreover, he now knew that the Eighth Division was not easy to mess with. If he really wanted to continue fighting like this, although Zhang Xun was confident of defeating the Eighth Division,

But in the end, his braided army will be severely weakened.

Just as Zhang Xun himself said, he is a guy who puts his gun and territory first. The troops in his hands are the magic weapons and bargaining chips he relies on. Using his own troops to fight will hurt both sides. Zhang Xun will never accept this kind of loss-making transaction.

He did it. Whether it is Beiyang, KMT or the Revolutionary Party, there are many people eyeing Zhang Xun now. If he loses the last bargaining chip, Zhang Xun will be nothing.

Moreover, his troops went all the way south and did not carry much ammunition. After several days of fighting, his artillery battalion alone had insufficient artillery shells. If he continued to fight like this, when the situation changed, Zhang Xun would be in trouble.

Keep walking.

On the surface, Zhang Xun is a reckless man, but in fact, it is definitely not easy for Zhang Xun to supervise a party. After thinking about it, he asked Fang Zida to see with his own eyes what kind of person this opponent who made him suffer was.

Take this opportunity to make a big bet with your opponent.

"Bet? How to bet?" Fang Zida asked in surprise, not understanding what Zhang Xun's sudden bet meant.

"Simple, this bet can be divided into martial bet and literary bet." Zhang Xun said with a smile.

"What about martial arts gambling? What about cultural gambling?"

"For martial arts gambling, you and I will each send out a battalion of troops. We will all set up a battle formation in front of the battle. Whoever loses will withdraw from Jiangsu territory. As for cultural gambling, this is even easier. Come on!" Dashou said!

With a wave, a guard brought an exquisite wooden box over. Zhang Xun opened the box and took out a mahjong domino from inside. He slapped it on the table with extraordinary skill and skill: "It's you and I who will decide the outcome with the tiles!"
Chapter completed!