Erdele... an important town in central Myanmar. The Deya River flows into the Irrawaddy River on its west side, and the Indian Ocean is rushing and rushing. The Mandalay Mountain in the east of the city is swaying the commanding heights of the city. There are many temples on the mountain. It is a famous Buddhist holy place in Myanmar. The bells of temples during morning and evening breaks spread throughout the city. During the round-the-clock period, the Buddha was bathed in the light of the Buddha.

However, in March of the year, the people gathered here not the believers of Sakyamuni but groups of soldiers from foreign countries. Trucks after trucks of Chinese soldiers were taken from trains or trucks, and they had already driven south in the initial part, but then more soldiers came, but they had no intention of leaving.

With the assistance of local Chinese, they persuaded all the residents of the city to leave their homes, then climbed Mandalay Mountain and persuaded the monks from the temple to leave the temple gate. Then they built a large amount of construction on the mountain, outside the city, and inside the city.

There is a manor behind Mandalay Mountain. This is the villa of the local wealthy and overseas Chinese leader Mr. Chen. However, since the squadron appeared here, the Chen family of this villa has never appeared again. All the soldiers in and out of the house are in military uniforms. During this period, the number of white-skinned foreigners has gradually increased.

Several jeeps drove out from the villa. The soldiers along the way stopped and saluted the jeep. It was obvious that the officers in the car were very good.

"General Zhuang, why did you let the troops stop here? Are you not planning to counterattack Yangon?" It was not Simmons who was asking about it now, he was sitting in another car.

"General Stilwell, China's national strength is not as strong as the United States, but in terms of understanding the war, we are much deeper than you." Zhuang Jihua's eyebrows showed a little relaxation." The two main divisions of the Oro Army, led by Xia Yanglin and Chen Mingren, had arrived in Mandalay, and the remaining division arrived within two days; the vanguard of the Fifty-Eighth Army had arrived in Guomen Xiao Town, and the remaining troops were advancing along the Yunnan-Burma under Lu Han; more importantly, the three divisions of the New Eighth Army had already been deployed along the railway line. Dai Anlan reported from Tonggu that the entire division had arrived in Tonggu and had not yet fought with the Japanese army. These news made Zhuang Jihua feel a little relieved, and he won at least one week of preparation time.

Stilwell arrived in Mandalay today. He was very lucky to reach Yangon a day before Yangon fell. Then he flew to Pimur and met Alexander, discussing the battle in Myanmar, and only flew to Mandalay today.

Stilwell shrugged, and he said a little stiffly: "General Zhuang, I am the Chief of Staff in the Chinese War Zone under the order of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. It is my mission to save Myanmar. General Alexander has agreed to my combat plan, and I hope you can support me." Zhuang Jihua shook his head slightly when he heard this. As soon as he met, Stilwell sold his combat plan. In the combat plan he planned, the squadrons would assemble to Tonggu, the British army gathered to Beimue, and launched a counterattack to the Japanese army in two directions to recover Yangon.

Zhuang Jihua was speechless about this plan. Not only did he say that the squadrons were scattered on the Yunnan-Burma line, but just talk about the British army. Dai Anlan specifically introduced the situation of the British army in the telegram. There were also some British scattered soldiers in Mandalay. Their situation made Zhuang Jihua firmly believe that his original judgment was unreliable. In this battle in Myanmar, he could only rely on the squadron itself.

"General, do you still remember the bet we made?" Zhuang Jihua did not answer directly, but mentioned the bet he made in Xuzhou: "When do you plan to fulfill the bet?"

Stilwell was stunned. He completely forgot about this. In Xuzhou, Zhuang Jihua thought that the Japanese army would go south, but he thought that they would not. The two of them bet because of this. But Zhuang Jihua brought up the bet at this time, which made Stilwell feel a little unhappy. He understood that Zhuang Jihua was reminding him that he had lost once in strategy and tactics and was not as good as anyone else.

"It's not a bet now." Shi Mawei didn't care about any bets. His purpose here was to kill the Japanese. He could not fail before he even went into battle: "I really admire the Nanjing Defense War and the Zaoyang Counterattack War you commanded. If you have any plans, we can discuss it together."

For Stilwell, this was already very tactful. Zhuang Jihua turned his head and smiled slightly to express his appreciation, and then said: "I will tell you how I will teach the Japanese devils, but before that. I hope you can have a better understanding of the actual situation in Myanmar."

Stilwell was confused. In his opinion, the situation in Myanmar was very clear. The Japanese army had invested five divisions and were winning steadily. The Allied forces were in chaos. The British were retreating step by step, but the Chinese were unwilling to fight with the Japanese army. He was losing Myanmar.

The jeep quickly passed through the city and drove south. The road gradually became empty, and there were few cars going north, and more were refugees walking north. They came from Bogu and Yangon, and there were also many British soldiers, most of them moving towards Mandalay with empty hands and heavy steps.

In front of the Pew River Bridge, the jeep stopped. The guardian was a company under the Honorary 10th Division. The company commander saw a convoy coming from afar. He had already gathered the troops, and when the car stopped, he ran over.

"commander."

"Dong Yidao." Zhuang Jihua called out his name accurately. Although he was just a company commander, he was famous. He was a veteran who participated in the Nanjing Defense War and the two Jinpu Road Defense Wars. He made two second-class merits and one first-class merit. In the Second Jinpu Road Defense War, he defended the west bank of the canal. With only him left in the company and carrying two injuries, he still stood firm and fought hard. Until reinforcements arrived, he was received as the Guoguang Medal after the war. After recovering from his injuries in Chongqing, he was imported into the army by Zhuang Jihua.com.

Dong Yidao smiled honestly: "Commander, you are here at this point. Don't worry, the Japanese will definitely not be able to get through the bridge."

"Well, don't be careless." Zhuang Jihua stepped towards the bridge: The Japanese are good at sneak attacks. You forgot that when Honghu retreated, the Japanese are dressed up as our people and attacked everywhere."

"Hehe, don't worry, people who are not ours are not allowed to approach the fortifications." Dong Yidao pointed at the sandbags built by the bridge, and a series of shooting bunkers. Then he quietly approached Zhuang Jihua: "Commander, the ones outside are all fake, the real fuse is on the other side, buried underground. I still have three firepower points hidden there."

"Oh" Zhuang Jihua turned his head and his dark and honest face, and couldn't help but be happy: "Haha. I learned to use my brain, okay, it's not in vain for several months. The firepower of one company is no less than that of a Japanese squadron. However, weapons are only one aspect, and more importantly, people are the commanders. It is the fighting will of soldiers. This bridge is the only way to the city. The Japanese army will definitely take various methods to seize this bridge."

"I understand, the commander, no matter whether he pretends to be a Burmese or a Burmese monkey, he is not allowed to approach this bridge." Dong Yidao said loudly.

Zhuang Jihua patted his shoulder, then walked to the fire point and reached out his hand. Wu Ziniu cube put the telescope in his hand. Zhuang Jihua picked up the telescope and looked at the other side. In the early season, the Pew River was calm and peaceful, with a large riverbed exposed on the ground. A few wild ducks were playing in the river water, and in the fields. The green rice was growing wildly. On the hills in the distance, a corner of red tiles appeared in the dense woods, and the monk's singing was faintly heard.

"General Shi Mawei, I remember you once said that Chinese soldiers are the bravest soldiers in the world." Zhuang Jihua turned his head and said to Stilwell. The latter looked at him for some reason, not knowing what he meant.

"But you don't understand how the Chinese people command warfare. The command art of the East is very different from that of the Western. Although the Japanese hold Western weapons, their combat methods are actually the Eastern ones."

"Zhuang, what do you mean?" Shi Wei didn't understand, and he stared at Zhuang Jihua in confusion.

Zhuang Jihua shook his head slightly in his heart, but gently patted his shoulder. Although Shi Wei was much taller than him, he walked slowly along the dam, and Shi Zhiwei had to follow him.

"Since the meeting, you have been talking about counterattacking Yangon and have proposed a combat plan. I have never expressed my opinion. Now I can tell you that your plan will not work." Zhuang Jihua's tone was slow. He kept thinking about how to talk to Stilwell. From the beginning of contact with him, he has been until he was an extremely stubborn guy.

"Heart? Why? Why doesn't it work?" Stilwell was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but shout: "You have three armies, and one army is on the way. The British army has three divisions, half a month later, two divisions came from India, so we have 240,000 to 50,000 and five divisions of the Japanese army. Three of them are standing divisions, two B divisions. In addition, there are only 120,000 to 130,000. We have absolute superior forces, so why can't we fight this battle?"

"From the numbers alone, this battle can be fought, and can be analyzed in detail," Zhuang Jihua said solemnly: "It is true that we have four armies, but one army wants to defend Lashio and the Eastern Front. In this way, the troops we have to invest in the front line have only three armies, with a total force of about 140,000. However, these troops have not arrived, and it will take at least a week to all arrive in Mandalay. And during this week, the Japanese army will not stay in Yangon without moving."

"Secondly, it's the situation of the British army. You said that the British army has five divisions, so I tell you that the combat effectiveness of the British army can only be counted as three divisions, or even less. According to my grasp, the British-Burma First Division, the British-Indian 17th Division, and the British-Australia 7th Division were both defeated. The soldier system was completely chaotic. According to my experience, such troops would take at least two months to get onto the battlefield. We don't know how powerful the two newly transferred divisions are. In fact, the most important thing is that the British army has no determination to defend Myanmar from top to bottom. Their purpose is to use our army to attract the attention of the Japanese army and then flee back to India by themselves."

"General Zhuang, you should have confidence in your British allies." Shi Wei shook his head in disappointment: "General Alexander told me that he supported the counterattack of Yangon, and for this he convinced Mr. Churchill to reinforce two divisions to Myanmar. If they only want to return to India, why not leave these two divisions in India?"

"This is easy to understand, and the British are also shameless." Zhuang Jihua said contemptuously: "The information I have obtained shows that the British have no counterattack plan at all, only retreat plan. General, you were deceived by Alexander."

Stilwell looked at Zhuang Jihua in confusion and wanted to change someone else. He must have doubted the other party's fighting will. But he would not have seen Zhuang Jihua. He had seen Zhuang Jihua during the Battle of Xuzhou and Zhuang Jihua during the counterattack in Zaoyang. His fighting spirit was greater than anyone he had ever seen.

"Zhuang, you are biased against your British allies." Stilwell felt extremely regretful, and he felt a little regretful. When accepting the mission, he should ask Marshall for a division of the US Captain, and should not take office alone.

"It's not prejudice. As a soldier, you must consider various situations." Zhuang Jihua patiently explained: "You may know that during the Northern Expedition, I led three thousand brothers to guard the cattle. It was this battle that gave me a lifelong religion. Never cooperate with people I don't trust and betray you. They are often the ones."

"General Alexander is a squad." Jiadiwei is still making efforts: "He will never abandon his friendly forces."

"I really want to make a bet with you, but unfortunately I can't. Because it affects the life and death of tens of thousands of people." Zhuang Jihua seemed to be regretting that he failed to win Stilwell again.

"General, I will tell you my way of playing." Zhuang Jihua said lightly: "I have arranged three divisions along the Yangman Railway. These three divisions will consume the strength of the Japanese army and call for the protection of the entire army to assemble in Mandalay. More importantly, all the materials in Mandalay must be transported away. General Hu Dun made the best decision in Myanmar to destroy the materials in Yangon, which was the only correct decision he made."

"The British army is now retreating westward. If they cannot defend Ren'anqiang, I'm sorry. I will continue to retreat northward and retreat to Lashi. I will establish a line of defense in Lashi, attracting the Japanese army to attack and consuming its strength. In addition, before retreating, I will leave some troops, use the jungle of Myanmar to fight guerrilla warfare, and attack the Japanese transportation line in the rear of the Japanese army."

"I estimate that the Japanese troops chased to Lashio will have three divisions or about the troops. At this time, all five of our troops will gather in Lashio. Two hundred thousand people will deal with 600,000 to 70,000 Japanese troops. We can annihilate at least half of the Japanese troops, and then we can launch a counterattack." "Once we launch a counterattack, the Japanese troops pursuing the British army will be attracted to the front of our army. In addition, the Japanese army may also draw troops from Malaya, Singapore or the Philippines, so we may confront the Japanese army in Myanmar, so that we can ensure the security of northern Myanmar and northwest Myanmar."

"General Shi Mawei, although we lost half of Myanmar, we also saved half of Myanmar. In addition, we attracted some of the Japanese troops from the South China Sea, reducing the pressure on the US troops in the Pacific.

Stilwell gasped, no wonder Zhuang Jihua always disagreed with his plan. It turned out that the plan gap between them was so big.

After a while of silence, he said flatly: "General Zhuang. I will never agree with your plan. I am the chief of staff of the Chinese theater and the supreme commander of the Allied Burma theater. You should obey my orders."

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