The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 451 The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh

Neither of them knew what kind of medicine this bad boy was going to sell. At this moment, a cheer came from the direction of the door facing the open hall. It was obvious that Ding Chunxi had been strangled.

When I was stunned, there was a burst of gunfire outside. Those captured soldiers were also shot.

Jiang Cheng picked up the phone and called the General Staff Headquarters without saying anything: "I want to talk to Chief of Staff Yang? What... he's in a meeting? Yes, yes, it's urgent. It must be extremely urgent."

The person who answered the phone sounded unfamiliar to Jiang Cheng - but it was a call from the Jilin governor after all, so no matter which staff officer it was, he dared not neglect it.

After holding the receiver for about ten minutes, Yang Yuting's steady voice came from the other side, but Jiang Cheng could still hear a bit of relief and worry in his tone: "Thank God, you are finally okay, Feilan!"

After saying this, and confirming Zhang Zuoxiang's safety, Yang Yuting continued, "When the Marshal heard that the assistant marshal and you and your son had an accident, he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep for several nights—"

"I heard that you were attacked again on the way back to Jilin Prefecture?"

If I didn't know that this matter would not benefit you, I would have suspected that you, Yang Yuting, were involved!

Jiang Cheng smiled silently, but was about to respond to his polite words: "Hey, Chief of the General Staff, you are so well-informed!"

"Much faster than the reactions of my brothers from Jilin... Tsk tsk, you are truly worthy of being called Little Zhuge."

Yang Yuting's face darkened: "Jiang Feilan, you called me, you are not going to mock me, are you? If you have something to say, just say it, I am in a meeting with Mr. Shuai."

"You are all smiling and laughing, you are all high officials, can you be serious?"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and said, "What I am saying is that I am talking about the most serious things now. Lin Ge, is Zhang Jinghui among the participants?"

Yang Yuting stopped talking for a moment.

"You—know everything?"

After a full three minutes, he slowly responded;
Only this time, the tone was completely tense.

"It has happened twice in a row. If I continue to be so foolish as not to ask and take no action, wouldn't I, the governor of Jilin, become a coward and be targeted by others?"

Jiang Cheng laughed lazily, "Alright, I won't beat around the bush with you anymore... What does our handsome master mean?"

"If you can't give me an explanation, I, Jiang Feilan, will really go home and grow sweet potatoes."

Yang Yuting gnashed his teeth and said, "You've only been promoted for a few days, and you're already using this to blackmail me?"

"Do you know who the current King of Northeast China is?"

The words were so impolite that Jiang Cheng certainly didn't have the heart to control his expression. He immediately sneered and said, "Lin Ge, aren't you trying to frame me, Jiang Feilan, by saying this? If I didn't know who the current King of Northeast China is, I probably wouldn't have called you."

"It is precisely because I know too well who is in charge of the Northeast that I have to ask what Grandpa means. If what he, Zhang Jinghui, means is what Grandpa means, then is there any need for me to continue to be the governor of Jilin? It is better for me to follow my father and return to my hometown in Shanxi."

"I have always been a straightforward person, and I know that this person is more powerful than my master... I called here just to hear what my handsome master has to say!"

Jiang Lanxuan and Wang Junshan, who were standing behind him, both turned pale.

They all knew the relationship between Zhang Jinghui and Shuai Ye, so they should ask this question, but how could they ask it?
Yang Yuting was also speechless and could not answer him at all.

Upon learning that Jiang Cheng and his son and Zhang Zuoxiang had once again been assassinated, the Marshal exploded.

He was so angry that he overturned the table and called all the military leaders in Fengtian to a meeting.

In addition to having a tantrum, slamming the table and telling all his subordinates to "put their minds in the right place", "don't learn the internal fighting of the Zhi army and the Anhui army", "he Zhang Yuting doesn't like this", etc. Then, he just kept Zhang Jinghui.

The conference room was silent at this time, but as Yang Yuting walked out of the door, he clearly felt the Marshal's stalemate.

The palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh... The Jiang family is indeed his capable general, but the shrewd old fox also knows the foundation of the Fengtian Army.

Old Zhang is where he is today, but without his brothers, he wouldn’t even be able to gain a foothold in Fengtian.

Feng Delin and Tang Yulin have already been liquidated. If Zhang Jinghui is brought down again, wouldn't he be branded as a perpetrator of murdering loyal and meritorious officials?

What do the other brothers think?
The Fengtian Army’s current foothold is based on his “direct lineage”. If this foundation is shaken, can he still hold his position as the King of the Northeast?

But if Zhang Jinghui is not dealt with, such incidents will only increase in the future.

Yang Yuting's pupils narrowed little by little: after learning that the Jiang father and son were murdered, he told the boss.

Although the Jiang family is now growing stronger, they have no intention of opposing the commander-in-chief or becoming independent.

But if something like this happens a few more times, Jiang Jingyan and Jiang Feilan, the father and son, might be forced to rebel!
"Hey, Chief of Staff, what are you thinking about?"

Giving him three minutes to think, Jiang Cheng laughed coldly a few times, "Can't we just say what we want to say?"

"Feilan, that's enough of what I've said... You have to understand Master Shuai. Things are still a little difficult to handle."

Listening to Yang Yuting's answer, Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly became stiff: "I understand. In fact, the Jiang family is what it is today, all thanks to Master Shuai's kindness——"

"Please tell the handsome man that it will be very difficult for his son to face foreign enemies! If he has to defend the territory with a gun and fight for him while being stabbed by his own people, he will shed blood and tears."

"Please, sir, don't let the soldiers fighting on the front lines down!"

After saying that, he slammed the receiver down on the phone.

Turning around and looking at his father and Wang Junshan's eyes which were increasingly showing admiration and even respect, Jiang Cheng smiled indifferently.

"Feilan, I'm afraid that you will anger him by doing this."

Jiang Lanxuan looked worried.

This is normal... It is normal for the warlords under the old system to have restricted thoughts and limited vision.

"Dad, don't you guys listen to me about Jilin? You still follow the old saying, give money and soldiers, manage Rehe well and let me, the brat, serve as the rear base!"

When facing his father and Wang Junshan, Jiang Cheng was still very relaxed.

"You! Okay... I think with my son's ability, it won't be difficult to take back Hunchun with the help of everyone."

Jiang Lanxuan shook his head and smiled, "I've thought about it and it's not appropriate for the assistant minister to stay alone in Jiutai... Ding Chunxi's house is nice, let's move him here to recuperate;"

"I'll take Juncai and the others to provide protection nearby. If you need any assistance, just call us. We have soldiers, guns, and cannons ready in Rehe!"

Hearing his father's support, Jiang Cheng felt relieved.

The father and son discussed the situation, and then Jiang Cheng ordered Xu Houcheng to take over Jiutai and its surrounding areas. Ding Chunxi's former troops were also assigned to him - he himself was the acting head of the regiment and was under the command of Zhang Xuecheng.

(End of this chapter)