Chapter 167 Who is the winner

The rising sun crossed the ridge, and the sun shone on a not-wide clay street in Ma'anshan, shining on a worker wearing a cloth hat, overalls, and some machine ash on his clothes. Walking on the street, he occasionally glanced at the front and back, and finally he turned into an alley on the main street.

This is a village lane located outside Ma'anshan, which is not a planning area of the company. Compared with the neatly planned company factory and living area, it has a strong local flavor unique to southern China. Rows of low green bricks and mud houses, and the whole alley is filled with a smell of breakfast, firewood and a little [***]. The chicken rattled and ran around in the mud.

Here is half a fireworks alley in Ma'anshan, and there are some secret prostitutes. These secret prostitutes are often moved from Jiangning and other places. The reason why they come here is to make money from those steel mill workers who have made a fortune, and not everyone in the steel mill has brought their wives. Naturally, there is also some needs.

The worker with some machine dust on his body looked no different from those workers who came here for fun. After walking dozens of feet into the alley, he turned into an open yard. An old man in his fifties in the yard was eating breakfast there. After he saw this man coming, he just used his hands. He pointed to a bench in front of the low table and said nothing.

He closed the door casually, and the worker with the machine ash on his body stood and knelt down.

"Your Excellency!"

After kneeling on the ground and knocking his head, the worker raised his head with a shout.

"How's it going? Did you get it?"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he brought some Jingyin. There were dialects from all over the world gathered here. It was not surprising that he spoke Beijing dialect. In these liao, there were secret prostitutes from the capital, not to mention the small merchants from the capital.

Yan Chongnian has been very depressed in recent months. On the one hand, just as the master promised him, the uncle gave him a title from the sixth grade. Although it was a supplementary word, it also made him really proud. But after being complacent, the uncle said that if there was no merit, he could never let him fill the vacancy. Later, the master asked him go to Ma'anshan to listen to the saddle. The inside story of the mountain.

The uncle got some news from the bypass, saying that this industry has a rebellious intention. If it were to be another company or individual, I'm afraid that the uncle would have sent troops to take people first, but Zhang Zhidong and others attach great importance to Chen Moran and the industrial company. There is no evidence to do it directly. Maybe those unfaithful and unfilial slaves. He will work together to drive the uncle off the throne, so the uncle can't be cautious.

"Your Excellency!"

The worker nervously took out a cloth bag from his pocket and spread out the cloth bag, which contained several metallic products.

"Your Excellency, this is what I took out of the waste in the iron furnace when people are not paying attention. I think... it should be what adults need!"

"This is..."

He stretched out and took something from the cloth bag. Yan Chongnian looked at it carefully. This thing was a bit like something on the guard gun in the house. He was excited. Yan Chongnian asked quietly.

"Is there anything else?"

"And...there's another one!"

As he spoke, the worker took out another yellow metal.

"It's bullets... Are these all produced in those factories?"

After receiving a positive answer, Yan Chongnian believed that this was his promotion and wealth.

Holding the bullet in his hand, Yan Chongnian smiled coldly. From four months ago, when he arrived at Ma'anshan to open this bitch, he stared at more than a dozen factories that seemed to be on guard. In order to buy those workers, it took a lot of time. Now he finally got some criminal evidence, so he just waited. "Your excellency, I can give you a long face this time!"

He felt it from the bottom of his heart. He looked at the kneeling worker's face and squeezed out a sneer again, but the sneer was fleeting. "Thank you for your hard work, I won't lose..."

When he stood up and spoke, the right hand holding the teacup was buckled back and hit the man's head. The worker who knelt on the ground just hummed and fell to the ground, while Yan Chongnian smashed dozens of times in succession until the ground was full of red and white things.

"Damn it! How can you share the credit of me as a dog!"

As he spoke, he wiped the blood stains in his hands on the man, and Yan Chongnian's face sneered.

"When a county is set up in Ma'anshan in the future, won't it be..."

Yan Chongnian, who was not afraid of killing people, couldn't help but look forward to the day when he would fly to the emperor and become a fortune in the future.

The foreign electric lights of the fire reflected the room. The Duanfang and Duanxu brothers in the room were sitting, while Yan Chongnian was kneeling there and saying something. After saying that, he held his hand and picked up the things up.

Looking carefully at what Yan Chongnian was holding, his eyebrows frowned into a ball. His heart became more and more ominous, but Yan Chongnian, a slave, looked at him, still squeezed out some smiles.

"Good boy, I really can't look down on you."

Yan Chongnian, who was kneeling on the ground, listened to the praise and quickly kowtowed again.

"They are all well taught by ordinary uncles and masters!"

Duanxu obviously didn't have the worry of the eldest brother. He just said that he finally grasped the handle of the industry now.

"Good! It's rare for you to have this kind of skillful mind, brother. I said I should have let him out as an official long ago. Look, now this slave has made this contribution, hasn't he..."

He suddenly turned his face and asked Yan Chongnian.

Yan Chongnian, who kowtowed repeatedly, said with a runny nose and tears.

"I...I, I'm willing to serve my uncle and master..."

He was talking about a handful of snot and tears, but he was happy in his heart. After thinking about the words for a long time, another sentence came out.

"I feel that there is nothing better than serving my master... more!"

Before he could say a word, he immediately laughed and nodded at Yan Chongnian with his fingers.

"What's wrong with you, you? You don't want to do it! Just thinking about serving by the master, what can you do? You have made a great contribution today. Naturally, the master who should be rewarded will be rewarded. If you go out, you will take care of the people of the place, and you will also show your face to the master! Brother, what do you think?

Duan Fang nodded, but didn't say anything. The master's laughter and the uncle's nodding made Yan Chongnian understand that he must be released, so he laughed again.

"The slave and the slave are born to be the master's slave, that is to serve the master's life... Following the master, that is the duty of being a slave, and it is the duty of being a slave to share worry for the master. What's more, the slave can set up this function. It is not the arrangement of the uncle and the master, and the slave dares to Greedy!"

When the slave is like this, the more meritorious he is, the more he must rule the merit on the master, which can show the wisdom of the master and the obedience of the slave. The Yan family has been a slave for more than a dozen generations and more than 200 years. What kind of slave is this? Yan Chongnian naturally knows very well.

Seeing that the eldest brother was absent-minded, he knew what the eldest brother was thinking about. He looked at Yan Chongnian and waved his hand.

"Chongnian, you step down first. The master and the uncle still have something to discuss!"

After Yan Chongnian left, Duan Xu turned his head and looked at the eldest brother.

"Brother, the evidence is solid now. The industry privately creates ordnance. Now they can at least be convicted of treason, and they can be killed by the nine ethnic groups and raiding their families..."

"Confused!"

Duan Fang shouted in a low voice and shouted.

"Second, what kind of evidence is this? If someone in the court excuses him at that time, it will at most be a fine of some money! The nine clans, the lame wife is a noble daughter of England. I can't go to England!"

Angry, Duan Fang's face was weak. The more he wanted to do it, the more he found that the damn clawed man seemed to be a broken egg shell, but the egg shell was wrapped with bones.

"Before March, the commander-in-chief of the British Chinese fleet, Sepp? When Lieutenant General Luscho returned from England and went to Weihaiwei, he helped Admiral Fisher, the British commander-in-chief of Portsmouth, bring a gift to the shrub. The shrub also specially held a banquet to entertain Cypool? Lieutenant General Lusjo, not only his daughter-in-law is a noble daughter of England, but also a British political axe dignitor is his good friend. For such a person, if there is no solid evidence that he can be nailed to death, it is not only difficult to calm the domestic public, but also difficult to calm the anger of his foreign friends!"

"Big brother...we, Charlie and them..."

Duan Xu was interrupted by Duan Fang as soon as he was about to speak.

"That group of Jewish slemish three, but there are two stinky money in this concession. In this concession, we have to rely on the support of the British and French consuls to pretend to be a tiger in the Qing Dynasty, but the slittling friends are all important members of the United Kingdom and the United States. You really think that those blemistrons can help us!"

"Evidence! What I want is a mountain of iron evidence that can nail the lame man at once. At that time, Han officials like Zhang Zhidong can't speak, and the people can't speak, even those foreigners can't even interrupt! Do you understand? No... You can find something to say by turning your mouth!"

As soon as he raised his hand, he pushed the gun and bullets on the table to the ground, and Duan Fang was annoyed. Grandpa Li had been destroyed several times, especially after the lame man made a 100 million yuan to run a school, not to mention that Grandpa Li was not jealous of several people in the capital.

"The gentry fell down, and Jiaqing was full."

In the letter of Grandpa Li, it was implicitly mentioned that the old Buddha was in a hurry to read this ballad. He had a lot of money. This sentence was true, but to the root, it was the lame man who forgot his duty as a slave.

"Brother, if he really has this heart, then we will..."

Duan Xu's eyes were cold, and he wrote two words on the table with his hands stained with tea.

"Second, this..."

"Brother, if we..."

Lowing his voice, Duan Xu said to Duanfang with words that only two people could hear clearly, but Duanfang's eyes were cold when he spoke.

"Second, I'll think about it again!"

Duan Fang meditated, but the fingers holding the teacup stroked the edge of the cup, which seemed to be thinking about the second suggestion.

"Big Brother..."

"It's late at night, second brother, you go back to sleep first!"

It's late at night, some people are going to sleep, but some people haven't fallen asleep yet. In the Shanghai Public Concession, the lights in the study of Chen's House Garden are still on. Two young people in suits are sitting in front of the desk, while Chen Moran, who is facing them, is looking down and looking at something.

In the afternoon, after the 468 people of them arrived in Shanghai on this cruise ship, they went directly to Huangpu Sports School, where they, like others, only knew at the welcome party that the Shanghai tycoon Chen Moran, the "100 million yuan student aid" was the "Mr. Crutches" they had longed for. Everyone also Only then did I know that the volunteer army was one of the armed forces under the command of the Guangfu Association, and came from the same as the unknown Guangfu Army.

After the welcome banquet in the evening, the two of them were invited to Chen's house, but since entering the study, Chen Moran has been looking through the documents. From the frowning from time to time, the content of the documents was obviously not good news.

After putting down the documents in his hand, Chen Moran looked up at him who had been neglected for a few minutes. Cai E and Jiang Fangzhen squeezed out some sincere smiles on their faces.

"Cai Songpo and Jiang Baili, I have been famous for both of you for a long time!"

Cai E and Jiang Fangzhen couldn't help but be shocked when they heard this. They looked at each other and saw some surprises in each other's eyes.

Chen Moran said psychological words. The two young people in their early twenties in front of him, one is a hero of national protection and a modern military god in later history books, while the other is a military theorist and military educator whose theory guided China's eight years of the Anti-Japanese War. The most valuable feature of the two is the word "military" In the era of coming out, we adhere to the morality of pure professional soldiers, which is a rare advantage for [***] people in this era.

"The 6th regiment of the Volunteer Army forced Siping Street, five battles and five victories, annihirated more than a thousand Russian troops, Songpo, and won this record with thousands of new recruits. Although it is not famous in China, it is also amazing!"

Of course, Chen Moran will not say how famous they are in later generations, but take the example in front of him.

"Baili, you are the chief of staff of the Volunteer Army. Although you did not directly participate in the war, the battle plan formulated against the Russian army is all just right. If Songpo enters Siping Street, it can completely destroy the railway hub of Siping Street, but it is forced to avoid it. All the advantages are within the acceptable range of the Russian army. If it is really destroyed. The railway hub, I'm afraid that Alexeyev will transfer heavy troops to protect the railway anyway, that is, to show the existence and strength of the volunteer army, and put the Russians in a dilemma!"

"It's just the current situation! "Mr.!"

In the face of praise, Jiang Fangzhen just said calmly, without any merit.

What is luck? Perhaps no army is more fortunate than the volunteer army. As soon as the volunteer army showed its existence, the conflict of interest between Russia and Japan intensified to the peak. The deadlock in diplomatic negotiations between the two sides made the Russian army need to ensure the existence of troops to deter them, although The Russian army continues to increase its troops, but in the face of the threat of Japan, it can only choose to deter the Japanese army. As for the "bandit" armed forces, it is naturally difficult to enter the sight of the Russians, and it is said that they have assisted the volunteer army for their own interests. The volunteer army is now completely wandering between the peaks of the two countries.

"Well, whether it's the current situation or the strategy is right, now..."

Chen Moran waved his hand with a smile, and then continued to say.

"With the intensification of the contradiction between Japan and Russia, the Russian war is inevitable, and it is not said that it is about to break out."

The voice paused for a moment, and Chen Moran, who narrowed his eyes, opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him, and then asked in a low voice.

"You two think that once this war breaks out, who will be the ultimate winner!"

Listen to this question, Cai E and Jiang Fangzhen understand that maybe this is the so-called interview.

"... This war is by no means an ordinary war, but a struggle between the yellow race and the white race, Asia and Europe, small countries and big countries, the constitution and [***]. This war determines the prosperity and fall of Asia, the rise and fall of the yellow and white race, and the strength of the constitution. If this battle is an instinctive victory, then the impact on our country will be far greater than any war, and it may even directly determine whether the Qing court can establish a constitution!"

When Jiang Fangzhen analyzed from the political level, Chen Moran just nodded without saying a word. Politics was always boring. Finally, it was not until a map was laid on the table that Chen Moran leaned over the table and looked at the map.

"... Russia's main force of the Pacific Fleet in Lushun is a problem that the Japanese army must solve. The Russian Pacific Fleet has 7 warships and 4 armored cruisers, which is almost no less than the Japanese navy. If it can't solve the Pacific Fleet, Russia's mobilization of the Baltic Fleet to attack the joint fleet. It will be defeated. For example, if the navy fights a decisive battle with the Pacific Fleet, if there is any loss, what will happen if the Baltic Fleet comes in the future? In any case, if it wants to win this battle, it must first solve the Russian Pacific Fleet,..."

Looking down at Jiang Fangzhen, who didn't know where to get the military map of Liaodong on the table, he looked like he was pointing out the country with enthusiasm.

"So the first naval victory is crucial! The naval battle directly determines the success or failure of the land battle. In the early stage, you can not consider whether the Japanese army has won the ground advantage! However, in Songpo's view, the army will win the battle!"

"Actually, it's not true. There may not be a naval battle!"

Jiang Fangzhen unexpectedly refuted Cai E's view, while leaning over the map and pointing to a point of Lushun.

"Now is the freezing period of Vladivostok. The main forces of the Russian Pacific Fleet are gathered at Lushunkou. The entrance of Lushunkou is less than 300 meters, and the channel is narrower. If you use sunken ships or mine blockades, you can close the enemy in the port. In this way, the army can attack Lushun with all its strength. In the end, you can not only avoid fleet damage, but also break through the place. Capture the Russian ships to supplement the strength of the fleet, and wait to fight against the Russian Baltic Fleet from afar!"

Listening to Jiang Fangzhen's analysis, Chen Moran looked completely stunned when he looked at him. Others may not know, but according to the magazine, the Japanese army implemented the "closed tactics" on Lushun, and almost the whole campaign evolution did not deviate much from Jiang Fangzhen's inference.

"... As soon as the joint fleet defeats Russia's fleet from Europe to Asia, the war will be over, and the people will win a complete victory!"

Jiang Fangzhen took a deep breath and looked at the shocked Chen Moran and Cai E, who was slightly thoughtful. After taking another deep breath, he looked at the map on the table. In his eyes, there was no suspense at all about the war. He said that he would have won the war, but the winner... "Sir, in Fang Zhen's view, this A war says that people can win the final victory, but the final winner is by no means the original!"

(to be continued)