He Daqing, do you know how I've lived these past years?

The following day, under pressure from the Party-State, the Great Eagle Kingdom dispatched another warship to escort Leyou back to China.

After several days of sailing, Leyou also learned that Tianjin had fallen and that the People's Party troops were heading towards the capital.

A sense of urgency welled up within me; back in the Kanto region, we had been besieged and annihilated.

They kept sending telegrams, urging the city of Beijing to hold out.

Meanwhile, a telegram arrived from Kowloon Walled City, reporting that the attempt to rescue General Wei had failed, and that he himself had returned to Nanjing with the people from Chengdu.

The fighting in Pengcheng was also fierce, and there were signs of retreat.

Leyou didn't think much of it. The most important thing now was to return to Beijing immediately, otherwise the worst outcome would be to flee south to Hongxianglu Port.

General Zeng from Guangdong did not send a telegram.

Ugh, this is tough!

After landing in Shandong, Leyou and his men rushed towards Beijing under the stars and moon.

Every time they heard the sound of artillery shells, they would detour and continue north.

A few days later, after working tirelessly under the stars and moon, Leyou and his men finally returned to Beijing.

Looking at the cratered bullet holes in the city walls and ground, and the patrolling soldiers, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He ordered the defense to continue, then rushed to the mansion. Upon seeing Jingxian and the others, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

After the meal, Jingxian recounted the previous battle situation and even produced several telegrams.

It turned out that after Jingxian wiped out a group of mercenaries, a deputy general, the commander of a war zone, led his troops into the city. After the initial deaths of the city magistrate and others, he remained in the city, where he and Leyou's troops were like water flowing into a river.

The telegram also instructed that his troops and the deputy general's troops be divided into two groups, one by water and the other by land, to reach Jiaozhou Bay.

At that moment, the chubby man walked in and said:

"Sir, a general from the United States wishes to have a meeting."

Leyou nodded in agreement.

After a series of conversations, his request was rejected.

During the retreat from Beijing, American warships along the coast will also cooperate in the operation.

However, he already had over 30,000 soldiers under his command, and he had to consider their situation, especially since General Fu's more than 100,000 troops were also not moving.

After persuading the departing American general to stay and enjoy the Duan family cuisine, they politely saw him off from the mansion.

Afterwards, I went upstairs to visit Mulan, who was still unconscious, and I was filled with emotion.

"I hope my master and the others can gain something in Kunlun."

……

The following morning, General Fu's unexpected visit disrupted Leyou's subsequent plans.

It turns out that when Shan Chu entered Su Xiong Kingdom in the Guandong region, his private identity had already been exposed.

Some people contacted General Fu in advance, hoping he would revolt and peacefully liberate Beijing. The general's daughter also revealed that she was a member of the People's Party in Guangdong and Guangxi.

The general then revealed that Pengcheng had been defeated, and that Chengdu had sent someone to Beijing soon. He also left behind General Zeng's troop telegram number.

After Le You saw General Fu off, the chubby man, covered in sweat, came in carrying a telegram.

"Sir, an urgent report from the commander of Hubei and Hubei provinces!"

Leyou was dumbfounded after receiving the telegram.

"Qingquan and others have been killed in battle, and the other generals have been captured. Evacuate Beijing immediately."

The chubby man, looking at the motionless Leyou, said nervously:

"Boss, several high-ranking officials are waiting for you in the reception room."

After waking up, Leyou nodded and left the office.

After the conversation, he also indicated that he lacked sufficient troops and accepted the assignment, but he would have to follow General Fu's orders, since he was only a major general and under his command.

The people sent by Rongcheng also looked grim, and despite Leyou's attempts to persuade them to stay, they left the mansion.

Le You walked to the electromechanical platoon, told the communications soldiers to go out first, and sent a telegram to General Zeng by himself.

After an incense stick's time, looking at the report, Leyou's expression was uncertain. He kept recalling Qingquan's hearty laughter and the officers who had helped him at Hongxianglu Port.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been mutually exclusive. With a sigh, he slowly walked towards his office.

The people from Chengdu also walked out of General Fu's courtyard with solemn expressions.

He hurriedly reported what he had learned.

Meanwhile, the authorities in Chengdu suspected that the general was considering a defection and quickly dispatched their personnel stationed in Beijing to persuade him to revolt.

At night, as Leyou watched the weary oriole return home, she softly asked:

"How can we coordinate our work?"

Huang Ying plopped down on the sofa and said:

"Brother, I'm so tired."

I think we should set up police stations like you did, with several alleys forming a district, each district having an office, and then I managing these offices.”

"You have no idea, I deal with all sorts of trivial matters every day, and people even come to me asking for matchmakers' advice."

Leyou nodded with a smile and said:

"That's a good idea, but we need to choose the right person. Try to select someone from the military or a college student."

Huang Ying nodded, then greeted Jing Xian and went upstairs to see Mulan.

After dealing with the backlog of tasks, Leyou summoned Chen Si and instructed him to take the remains brought back from the Great Eagle Kingdom back to the Goddess Cave, and then go to Kunlun to search for his master.

That night, Chen Si, along with a few men, disguised themselves, put on tattered clothes, and drove a donkey cart carrying a coffin out of the city gate, heading south.

……

Lou's Steel Plant

"Young Master, General Yue returned to the city a few days ago."

Butler Lou, with his head bowed, spoke to Lou Zhenhua, who was smoking a cigarette.

Lou Zhenhua also said expressionlessly:

"Uncle Lou, tell me, did I win the bet or lose?"

I originally thought that helping to resist the rebels would bring me a reward, but I never expected that Le Weiguo himself would be in such dire straits.

According to reports, their troops have suffered repeated defeats elsewhere, with many already wiped out; in just the last few months, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have been lost.

Butler Lou shook his head and said:

"Young Master, most of our important industries are in Beijing. Le Weiguo has over 30,000 troops, and the newly arrived general has over 100,000 troops as well. We can't afford to offend them."

Lou Zhenhua hesitated for a moment and said:

"I had you contact them before. If they really break through, do your best to protect Yali and Xiao'e. Now I can only stay with Le Weiguo; if he dies, I die too."

Butler Lou also offered words of comfort:

"More than 200,000 troops can't be wiped out in a day. If things get tough, we can retreat with them."

Lou Zhenhua waved his hand, and Butler Lou bowed and withdrew.

A moment later, a man with large eye bags walked out from the side of the room. He ran frantically through the cafeteria, grabbed a ladle, and frantically scooped water from the water vat to drink.

"What's wrong with Da Qing? Weren't you supposed to be discussing raising wages? Why do you look so flustered?"

The white widow swayed her slender waist as she walked over and asked,

He Daqing looked around, then grabbed the widow and pulled her into the warehouse, where he told her what he had overheard.

The white widow was also very anxious upon hearing this.

"Oh, Qing Dynasty! What should we do? That chubby guy is my cousin. Will I be implicated?"

He Daqing shook his head, indicating he didn't know. He'd even made the newspapers a few years ago for cooking for the Japanese; if that got out, he'd be in for a world of hurt.

In the end, He Daqing comforted Widow Bai, saying that things would work themselves out, and he himself decided to break off contact with Jia Gui, so at least there would be no problem on the surface.

"bump"

A sound like something being cut rang out, startling the couple inside the warehouse. He Daqing rushed out of the warehouse, but found nothing. He then went back to tell Widow Bai to go back to the kitchen to work.

On the other side of the warehouse, Jia Zhangshi covered her mouth with one hand and held two broken wooden planks in the other, her eyes wide open and struggling to breathe.

Once the surroundings were quiet, he slowly lowered his hand, murmuring to himself:

"That damned Jia Gui is so useless. Will he implicate Dongxu? Luckily, he publicly declared he was severing ties last time."

Madam Jia, clutching her chest, kept exhaling.

After a moment, his eyes kept darting around:

"Before they attack, I need to take care of Dongxu's marriage, squeeze money out of Jia Gui, and then publicly sever ties with him."

"After the city falls, I'll report Jia Gui, He Daqing, and Liu Haizhong. That way, I'll give the reward to Dongxu; at the very least, he deserves what a steward should receive."

As Jia Zhangshi thought about it and laughed, she couldn't recall that she had come to the steel mill to inform He Daqing that his wife's family was visiting. And so she left the mill.

……