Anti-Japanese War: From Becoming Chu Yunfei to Rising

Chapter 650 The Death of the Japanese Marshal! The Tongshan Defense Line Breaks Through, the Steel-like Seventh Army! (Please Subscribe)

Chu Yunfei's Frontline Command Headquarters.

Morning dew condensed on the camouflage netting and dripped down the edges.

Chu Yunfei slept soundly.

When the encrypted telegram from Commander Li was deciphered.

When it was placed in front of him, the eastern sky was just beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

The telegram was very short and the wording was extremely polite.

There were no lengthy explanations of the pros and cons, nor was there a condescending tone of command.

Commander Li was merely acting as a senior figure "concerned about national affairs."

To this younger generation who is "fighting bloody battles on the front lines".

They inquired about the development of Xinyang and hoped to receive support from the artillery.

The wording in the telegram was clearly a gesture.

It's an attitude of lowering oneself, almost like entrusting something to someone.

The intention is clear: to transfer supreme command of the Guangxi clique forces.

Chu Yunfei stared quietly at the telegram.

They also clearly knew that this was a hot potato.

Chu Yunfei after reading the telegram.

He immediately gestured to Zhao Pengcheng, who was standing next to him: "Pengcheng."

"exist!"

"Burn the telegram, and send another telegram to Shi Wengui."

Chu Yunfei's voice was extremely calm: "The 6th and 8th Artillery Brigades will advance towards Xinyang and set up artillery positions on the spot to prepare for air defense. The two accompanying air defense artillery battalions must be fully deployed to assist the 7th Army in its operations. Do not worry about the consumption of artillery shells; they will be replenished after the battle."

He paused, then added, "Tell Shi Wengui that in this battle, you must assist the main force of the Guangxi clique in capturing Xinyang."

"In addition, a telegram was sent to the Soviet volunteer air force stationed in Jincheng and Changzhi, requesting them to transfer to Zhengzhou and be ready to join the great battle in northern Hubei at any time."

"understand!"

Excitement instantly ignited in Zhao Pengcheng's eyes. He straightened his chest, accepted the order, and left!

After waiting for so long, we finally got a result.

Mobilize heavy artillery units and fighter jets.

Clearly, the elite main force of the National Revolutionary Army would also be involved in this major battle.

After staying here for a month, the Lord finally made up his mind to make a move!

……

Outside Xinyang City.

The 7th Army of the Guangxi Army - Tongshan Direction - Forward Observation Post.

Zhang Gan, the commander of the Seventh Army, was impatiently whipping his military boots with a riding crop.

Our army's attack on the Japanese army was once again repelled by the Japanese army.

Many wounded soldiers lay on the ground groaning, but there was no way to take them down.

Behind them, stretcher teams carrying the wounded came one after another.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and the suppressed groans of the soldiers.

At the same time, there were also many complaints from the soldiers.

"Oh shit!"

Zhang Gan spat fiercely: "This battle was too frustrating. The Japanese devils' defenses were very cleverly constructed, with various interlocking fire networks, bunkers, and machine gun positions, and they could move around at any time. Although our supporting firepower was decent in number, it was obviously a step behind."

"We've been fighting for almost a week, and the three attacking regiments are almost completely drained. They haven't even been able to touch the Japanese main position!"

"Commander, didn't you calculate that our army has the advantage of favorable timing, terrain, and popular support in this battle? Logically speaking, our army should have won the final victory."

Zhang Gan subconsciously looked at the compass in his hand: "The terrain is indeed suitable for military operations. How strange! A turning point is coming, but I don't know when."

at this time.

The communications officer jogged all the way to the forward observation post.

"Commander, great news!"

"Commander, this is fantastic news!"

Just then, a muffled rumble of thunder rolled in from the horizon behind them, growing louder as it approached!

The sudden sound made the communications officer stumble and almost fall.

The adjutant, who was standing nearby, rushed forward to help him up, thus preventing the communications officer from falling flat on his face.

"what sound?!"

Zhang Gan suddenly raised his head.

All the officers and soldiers of the Guangxi Army instinctively stopped what they were doing and looked back with surprise and uncertainty.

Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

Suddenly, a dense cluster of black dots appeared in the sky.

Those black dots drew visible arcs in the air, their shrill cries drowning out all the gunfire on the battlefield.

"Damn it, a cannonball!"

A seasoned veteran, utterly terrified, collapsed to the ground, clutching his head tightly with both hands!

The next second, the world in front of them was instantly engulfed by fire and destruction!

"Boom—Rumble—!!!"

12 105mm M2 mule-drawn howitzers.

Twenty-four American 150mm heavy howitzers and 36 75mm mountain guns opened fire at full force.

In an instant, the Japanese positions shook violently!
The semi-permanent fortifications and field fortifications outside Xinyang City were as fragile as paper lanterns in the face of this devastating steel storm!

A semi-permanent artillery position hidden in the mountains was hit directly by a shell!
The violent explosion even triggered a secondary detonation of the internal ammunition!

The entire hill seemed to have been gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, instantly spewing out a column of smoke hundreds of meters high!

The sturdy bunker had its roof blown off by the massive shockwave!

The machine gunner inside was torn to pieces, gun and all!

The entire Japanese position was completely transformed into a living hell!
On the Guangxi Army's position, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them, which resembled divine punishment, their minds blank.

When did the reinforcements arrive?

Zhang Gan muttered to himself, and the horsewhip in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

"Where are our guard troops?!"

"The damn artillery positions are right under our noses, how come there wasn't even a notification?"

……

Tongshan Defense Line.

The No. 4 forward position of the 7th Army.

North China Observation Group's observation post.

Jiang Zhishang, the battalion commander of a mountain artillery battalion from the Sixth Army, was holding binoculars, his whole body trembling with excitement.

"Comrades, do you see this? This is what artillery is all about!"

"That's what you call fucking!"

Flames soared into the sky above the distant battlefield, and severed limbs flew high into the air.

You can even see the broken wooden stakes.

Although not many sounds could be heard, the Japanese soldiers must have been screaming in agony.

The officers were naturally overjoyed.

Especially artillery officers like Jiang Zhishang, who spoke incoherently to the recorder beside him: "Judging from the explosions on the battlefield, this artillery unit is using a firing method of 'gradual coverage and targeted destruction'!"

They first used all their firepower to saturate the Japanese army's main defensive zone with artillery fire.

Subsequently, the direction of artillery fire was adjusted based on observations at the front lines.

The entire process took no more than fifteen minutes, so they must have been equipped with wireless equipment.

"Not only were their shells accurate, but their transition between saturation and burst fire was also quite smooth. Combined with their adjustment speed, it's clear that this is definitely not a Guangxi-affiliated force; it's most likely our elite troops."

Ding Yishan, the artillery company commander of the 7th Group Army, who was also at the same observation post, shook his head and sighed repeatedly: "The accuracy of the shells' landing points and the smoothness of the firepower connection."

"It's simply an art! The art of killing!"

"Truly worthy of being the elite of the North China Heavy Artillery Group, the Party and the State's elite, and the pillars of the nation."

"The heavy artillery force is worthy of our nation's military might and the nation's powerful punch!"

"Yeah, yeah, blow up these damn bastards."

"With that kind of firepower, even steel and iron would be blasted into bone fragments, right?"

A battalion commander, a major who had graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy, pointed ahead and said, "Look at the Seventh Army's assault formation. Which regiment is this? Why are they still assembling their troops? What kind of battle is this?"

"In our unit, the moment the artillery fire extended, our assault team had already rushed to within 100 meters of the impact point!"

"These guys are something else. They waited for the shelling to stop for ages before slowly making their way up, completely wasting the best opportunity created by the artillery fire!"

"Most importantly, look at their attacking formation; it's so dense."

"An officer waving a pistol and herding soldiers forward like ducks—is that considered an infantry attack?"

"Is this really the elite force of the Guangxi clique? It seems even inferior to the Northwest Army."

"This isn't coordinated infantry and artillery combat; it doesn't even qualify as a human wave tactic."

"Perhaps it's because they've been living too comfortably these past few years that their combat effectiveness has declined so drastically. These veterans are clearly just going through the motions; otherwise, a single charge would have been enough to capture the Japanese positions and engage them in close combat."

Accompanied by shouts of battle, the morale of the fighting troops soared, and they charged forward with renewed vigor.

The main adversary of the Seventh Army.

It was the 6th Infantry Regiment of the Japanese Army stationed along the Tongshan line.

In a three-dimensional combat map.

Chu Yunfei could naturally see that the strength of this combat force was rapidly decreasing [3600 → 2900].

Its organizational level has declined in a step-like manner [85% → 48%]

The scales of victory have tipped irreversibly.

What Chu Yunfei found hard to accept was...

Despite the circumstances, the two regiments of the Guangxi clique that launched the attack still suffered considerable casualties.

When the camera zoomed in again, Chu Yunfei realized it.

The infantry tactics of the Seventh Army still maintained the old traditional fighting methods from the inter-war period, or even the warlord era.

There has been almost no progress.

Compared to a miscellaneous unit like the Provisional 51st Division.

They are all much worse.

This is still the main force of the Guangxi clique, the world-renowned steel army.

once.

During the Northern Expedition.

The Guangxi troops fought their way from Zhennanguan to Shanhaiguan, displaying an outstanding performance.

Today, they remain stuck in their past glory, without making any progress whatsoever.

This comfortable environment ultimately led to the current state of the Steel Army.

It's really a pity.

Guangxi Army 7th Army - Tongshan Direction - Forward Observation Post
Zhang Gan, commander of the Seventh Army, was extremely excited.

Because he received reports from the frontline commanders.

The charging soldiers fought for seven or eight days, and for the first time on their way forward, they did not encounter that despairing crossfire again.

The light weapons fire that had been suppressing them had vanished without a trace at this moment.

The Guangxi team has finally entered the playing style and mode they are most familiar with.

They shouted as they charged through the Japanese positions that had been bombed into a scorched earth.

They used bayonets and grenades to mop up the Japanese soldiers who crawled out of the ruins.

In close-quarters melee combat.

These Guangxi wolf soldiers finally displayed the might they deserved.

"Pass on my order: continue the assault deep into enemy territory and advance to Xinyang!"

"Yes!"

Chu Yunfei, observing the battlefield, was also quite moved.

In short, the current situation of the Guangxi Clique's combat forces is as follows:
The abilities of the Guangxi clique generals did not improve.

The saying "If one general is incompetent, thousands of soldiers will die" actually makes a lot of sense.

How could the soldiers below possibly use any new tactics?

They haven't practiced at all, and it's still the same old training method. Are they expecting the soldiers to perform well on the spot?

Fortunately, judging from the subsequent mopping-up operations after breaking through the enemy's defenses, as well as the close-quarters combat conducted on the Japanese positions, the situation was relatively stable.

The fighting spirit of the Seventh Steel Army remains; their soul has not been lost.

The reason they suffered heavy casualties but failed to capture the enemy's positions was because their tactical thinking was outdated and their officers were incompetent.

In this situation.

They should be properly trained and thoroughly reorganized.

A complete rebuild was carried out based on the original number of soldiers.

A perfectly good army should not be ruined by a warlord general who is stuck in his ways.

Having made up his mind, Chu Yunfei began to plan the reorganization of the Guangxi Clique's combat forces.

soon.

The Seventh Army's victories were reported to command posts at all levels in quick succession.

In an instant, everyone knew that the Seventh Army had broken through the Tongshan defense line and was currently advancing towards Xinyang to the east.
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Mountain city, Huangshan official residence.

The night is already deep.

The fog in the mountain city, like a cold tide, silently washed over the windowsill, condensing into a fine layer of water droplets on the glass, making the lights of thousands of homes outside the window appear blurry and distant.

Chief of Staff Zhu Peiji, carrying a telegram, walked briskly into the Chairman's office.

Suppressing his excitement, he respectfully presented the newly translated report to Chang Ruiyuan.

"Chairman! Fantastic news!" His voice trembled with joy. "A telegram from the Fifth War Zone! With the support of the 8th Artillery Brigade in North China, the main force of our 7th Army successfully broke through the core defense line of the Japanese 3rd Division this evening, captured Tongshan, and annihilated over a thousand enemy soldiers. The recapture of Xinyang is just around the corner!"

After saying this, Zhu Peiji raised his head expectantly, waiting for the leader's approval.

However, Chang Ruiyuan simply stared at the telegram silently, his face expressionless.

There was no joy in his eyes. For a long time.

Chang Ruiyuan then slowly let out a long sigh.

"Chairman."

Zhu Peiji's smile froze: "What is this?"

Chang Ruiyuan did not answer him.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the report of victory, through the warm study, and fall upon the equally war-torn land of western Hubei on the map.

With the great victory at Tongshan in northern Hubei, the recapture of Xinyang is just around the corner.

In western Hubei, the main force of the Sixth War Zone suffered repeated defeats under the fierce attack of the Japanese Eleventh Army, and the defensive line was in imminent danger.

With the fall of Anxiang and encirclement on the southern front, the 73rd Army faces the risk of complete annihilation.

The troops in western Hubei were mostly from the Central Army, which Chang Ruiyuan commanded with ease.

However, the troops in northern Hubei were the unruly and half-hearted Guangxi clique combat troops.

Their performance on the battlefield was worlds apart.

One, overwhelming and unstoppable.

One is struggling financially and facing numerous dangers.

The gap between the two sides was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

Chang Ruiyuan slowly closed his eyes.

This is no longer about understanding the strength of both sides, nor is it about considering the Japanese military's strategic level.

This was a power he could neither understand nor control.

Something that terrified him even more.

That's another possibility.

Gui family...

North China...

If these are the two forces he has always used to check and balance each other.

Did they choose to merge because of this glorious victory?

Just as he was anxious about this and could hardly sleep at night.

Late that night.

An encrypted telegram, traversing thousands of miles and bypassing all intermediaries, was sent directly from the front lines in northern Hubei to the mountain city, landing on the desk of Chen Cixiu, the Minister of Military Affairs.

Chen Cixiu glanced at it once, then abruptly stood up from his chair: "Prepare the car!"

"Yes!"

He then did so almost without hesitation.

He walked back to his office, picked up the encrypted phone on his desk, and dialed the private line to the entourage.

"Has the Chairman gone to sleep?"

"not yet?"

"Okay! I'll be there right away!"

He hung up the phone, grabbed the telegram, and before he could even put on a coat, rushed out of the office and into the car that had just been prepared.

……

At the same moment, in the office of the Chief of the General Staff.

Bai Jiansheng was also looking at the victory report from the Fifth War Zone in his hand, but there was no joy on his face.

The Battle of Xinyang should have been a triumphant victory for the Guangxi clique.

But a very ominous premonition rose in his heart.

He saw Chen Cixiu's car speed out of the headquarters compound, but he was not informed of any news.

This "little Zhuge Liang" slowly walked to the window.

His eyes darkened as he watched the car disappear into the night.

After a moment of thought, he summoned his trusted confidant to draft a telegram, preparing to send a message to the Fifth War Zone asking how the battle had been fought so haphazardly and how the breakthrough had been so unclear!
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The next day.

Just when everyone was happy about the progress made in Xinyang.

Another shocking piece of news arrived.

Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto, commander of the Japanese Combined Fleet, is dead!
Yamamoto Isoroku, a famous general of Japan and the sea.

The plan to attack Pearl Harbor was devised by him, as were the battles at Midway and Guadalcanal.

After Yamamoto Isoroku's defeat in the Guadalcanal campaign.

His idea was actually the same as Yokoyama Isamu's.

They believed that a victory in a battle was necessary to boost morale.

Determined to launch a fierce counterattack against the US forces in the South Pacific, the plan was to mobilize a large fleet and shore-based aircraft, with more than 300 fighter jets, to strike the US fleet and air bases from the Solomon Islands to New Guinea.

to this end.

Isoroku Yamamoto set off for the Rabaul front to personally command the troops.

To encourage these Japanese pilots.

Isoroku Yamamoto, dressed in a pristine white naval officer's uniform, stood at the airport waving to them.

They even waited until those Japanese pilots returned to the airport.

However.
After Yamamoto Isoroku arrived at the front-line base, the number of Japanese aircraft losses was more than twice that of the American losses.
But the Japanese pilots kept reporting their battle results to him, as if they didn't want to disappoint Yamamoto Isoroku.

In general, the reports from these pilots are quite abstract.

If we really report their battle results.

The US warships and carrier-based aircraft have been completely annihilated by the Japanese.
It was precisely because of these Japanese airmen who couldn't bear to cause Yamamoto Isoroku any grief that they personally sent their Commander-in-Chief of the Combined Fleet to his grave.

Following the outstanding performance of this group of air force units.

Yamamoto Isoroku expressed his optimism about visiting the front-line base.

Its purpose was to revitalize the morale of the officers and soldiers there.

The focus of this mission is especially on the officers and soldiers who survived the fierce fighting on Guadalcanal.

Almost all of Yamamoto Isoroku's staff opposed his visit to the front lines, but he went anyway.

That airspace is essentially the home turf of the US military.

His inspection tour was intercepted by the US military when it was sent to various units in the form of a telegram.

He was then killed by the US military.

At this very moment, in the forward command post.

Stilwell was so excited he was jumping around, almost standing on the table.

He spoke with spittle flying as he explained to Chu Yunfei the potential impact of this battle.

"The killing of Yamamoto Isoroku will inevitably deal an unimaginable blow to the Japanese government, government, and military. This is our best opportunity to launch an offensive in Southeast Asia."

"Your president's wife is currently giving a speech in the United States, and it is said that she has received thousands of dollars, all of which are donations from us Americans. Moreover, I have received information that, thanks to General Marshall's efforts, a large amount of military aid from the US government has been approved by Congress."

Chu Yunfei nodded in approval: "Indeed, it is a good opportunity. Deputy Minister Lin Hua is working hard to draft the specific plan for the island-seizing and landing operation. Huang Baitao's troops are currently undergoing adaptive training and should be able to put it into actual combat soon."

Just as Stilwell was about to seize the opportunity to continue the discussion,

Chu Yunfei changed the subject, showing no intention of getting entangled with him: "It is said that the construction of the Japanese fleet and air force was basically the work of Yamamoto Isoroku. I wonder if the army will be affected."

If the morale of the army is also affected, then our chances of winning this battle will increase even further.

Stilwell said meaningfully, "That's for sure. As long as our two nations stand shoulder to shoulder and fight for justice, we will ultimately prevail."

Chu Yunfei smiled and extended his right hand to shake hands with Stilwell again.

The two exchanged a knowing smile, both harboring their own schemes.

"I wonder how long this great battle will last."

"That depends on the General Staff's thinking. If they don't hold us back, I'm confident we can end this battle within a month and achieve final victory."

Stilwell nodded quite seriously upon hearing this: "Alright, leave this to me."

Chu Yunfei was taken aback.

But Stilwell turned and left, taking Bradley with him and departing the frontline command post without looking back.

"Your Excellency, this..."

Zhao Pengcheng was dumbfounded: "Stilwell is going to the mountain city to start another fight."

"They argue back and forth, but there's never any resolution."

Chu Yunfei smiled helplessly: "Forget it, let him be. His presence here isn't good for us anyway; he's always trying to drag me to the Pacific theater to command the American landings on the islands..."

The strategic locations in the Pacific theater were more than 500 kilometers apart.

Chu Yunfei's advantage of using a three-dimensional combat map was completely untapped.

Only a madman would help the Americans fight a war!
"Sir, the observation group led by Commander Pang Junming has recently written several reports. Would you like to take a look at them when you have time?"

"What specific aspects are you referring to?"

"Tactical considerations regarding mountain warfare, infantry-artillery coordination, and close combat, as well as considerations for troop morale and cultural development, and regional customs, etc."

Chu Yunfei felt a headache coming on upon hearing this, and sighed, "I'll quickly organize it and take a look at it this afternoon..."

"Yes!"

The fighting is raging in Xinyang.

The Japanese military's deployment was also being rapidly adjusted.

Nogo Detachment (commanded by Noji Yoshihira, commander of the 39th Infantry Regiment).

It comprises the 68th (minus the 3rd Battalion) and the 23rd Infantry Regiment, with a combat strength of approximately 5,600 men, and is currently heading north to provide reinforcements.

Clearly, Yokoyama Isamu was abandoning his plan to attack the 10th Division from both sides.

Or perhaps they wanted the 13th Division to independently search for and annihilate the 10th Army Group from the Jingmen area toward Zhijiang.

This is a very bold move, and it shows a lack of respect for the Sixth War Zone.

Headquarters of the Acting Commander-in-Chief of the Sixth War Zone.

The atmosphere inside the operations room was as oppressive and suffocating as the gloomy, rain-threatening sky outside.

Sun Lianzhong silently looked at the battle map on the wall.

"Commander-in-Chief," Chief of Staff Guo Chan's voice was hoarse and weary, "we just received a report from the 10th Army Group that the 73rd Army has completely lost its combat capability."

"Commander Wang is leading the remaining troops toward Changde for reorganization and regrouping."

He then pointed in another direction: "The 44th Army is still struggling to hold out along the Jinshi and Lixian line. The Japanese offensive remains fierce, and their casualties are also very high."

The battles in Anxiang and Nanxian were a complete defeat.

Perhaps they should have just given up from the start.

That kind of flat terrain is not a good place for defense.

Because of Chang Ruiyuan's insistence and Sun Lianzhong's blind obedience, they lost tens of thousands of men, and a main force was defeated.

The breakthrough achieved by the 7th Army in the Tongshan direction was a glory for the Guangxi Clique and a credit to the 7th Army.

As for Sun Lianzhong, the Sixth War Zone under his command, all he has received so far is doubt and failure.

"Commander."

Another staff officer then reported, "The reconnaissance unit reports that after capturing Nanxian, the main force of the Japanese army intends to advance towards Changde!"

All eyes instantly focused on Sun Lianzhong.

Changde is the gateway to western Hunan and the last barrier to Chongqing, the wartime capital.

If the defenses are breached, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Sun Lianzhong's reaction left everyone present speechless with astonishment.

He did not hesitate for a moment, nor did he even consult with the generals around him.

Sun Lianzhong simply turned around calmly and said to the communications officer beside him in a tone devoid of any emotion, "Send a telegram to the General Headquarters, requesting instructions from the Chairman."

He paused, then spoke each word with exceptional clarity.

"The enemy's offensive is fierce, and Changde is in grave danger."

"Should our department adjust its deployment, abandon the periphery, and hold Changde?"

"Should we concentrate our main force and continue the decisive battle with the enemy on the periphery?"

"I humbly request Your Excellency to provide clear guidance."

Upon hearing this, the entire operations room fell silent.

Chi Fengcheng, who had followed him for many years, had just led his troops to the Sixth War Zone and saw Sun Lianzhong's behavior.

They were stunned into place, as if struck by lightning.

He looked at the commander-in-chief who had fought fiercely at Taierzhuang and felt completely unfamiliar with him.

Is this still the Commander-in-Chief Sun he knows?

No decisions made, no accountability.

Everything, big or small, was reported.

How can this be considered a theater commander?
This is clearly, clearly a puppet being remotely controlled by the mountain city!
While everyone was thinking different things, some were shocked, some were disappointed, and some were puzzled.

The reply from the General Staff arrived again with extraordinary speed.

It took less than half an hour.

The confidential staff officer handed the translated telegram to Sun Lianzhong, a strange look of disbelief on his face.

Sun Lianzhong unfolded the telegram, glanced at it, and was incredibly excited.

"Brother Fanglu, the situation on the front lines is changing rapidly, and the central command's remote control is often hampered."

"Effective immediately, you are hereby appointed Commander-in-Chief of the Sixth War Zone."

"You shall have full command over all military operations in the Sixth War Zone and make decisions as appropriate, without needing to consult with others on every matter."

"If we lose this battle, the responsibility for the lost territory will not lie with Brother Fanglu, but with my misjudgment."

—Zhongzheng.

He suddenly raised his head, and at that moment, his hunched back straightened up again!

He held the telegram high in his hand.

He glanced around at the equally excited generals behind him.

A fierce fighting spirit reignited in those eyes!
"The Chairman has fully authorized me to take charge of this Western Hubei Campaign. From now on, all units must obey my orders!"

Sun Lianzhong's voice was no longer hesitant, but loud and clear as a bell!

Just as everyone was looking serious and preparing to obey orders.

Sun Lianzhong did not issue any battle orders, but instead said loudly, "Go, send a telegram to the Hubei-Northern Front Command, and inquire with Chief Advisor Chu about our army's next defensive priorities and offensive direction..."

"Commander-in-Chief, shouldn't we be asking Commander Chen? Why are we asking Chief Advisor Chu instead..."

Guo Chan was extremely surprised. "You, Sun Lianzhong, aren't you going to act at all?!"

(End of this chapter)