1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

Now, as they watched the top leaders of the Mongolian People's Party who ruled them and the Soviets who ruled the Mongolian People's Party accuse and expose each other like clowns on the stage, some changes that Fujiwara Kanezane needed occurred in their hearts.

Very good, as long as you can realize that "gentlemen" are just like that, many things will happen naturally without any extra effort.

Didn't anyone on either side of the quarrel realize that there would be problems with doing this?

Yes, but it's useless.

Just as Khrushchev later knew that completely denying Stalin was tantamount to killing the Soviet Union, but the political needs of his political group dictated that he had to do so, both sides of the quarrel also knew that exposing each other's shortcomings was a lose-lose situation, but who dared to stop?

I let you go, will you let me go?

Oh, you say I talked big, I kept silent, and everyone watched my crimes being exposed, making it seem like I was the only bad guy in the world?

How could I be such a cutie!

Kill you!

As a result, the conflict between the Soviet and Mongolian sides became more and more intense, the crimes became more and more serious, and more and more infuriating. No one dared or could stop.

And the only one who had the right to stop it never even thought of stopping it.

"...Write all of this down carefully, don't miss a single word, it will be good evidence for future reckoning.

"Both the Soviet Union and Mongolia want it?

"Nonsense! I missed one word and they charged you with being a communist spy and sent you to jail."

Fujiwara no Kanezane tilted his head, gave a few instructions, and then casually told the Communist spy a "little joke specially provided by His Highness" that made his pupils shrink. Then he stood up and clapped, attracting everyone's attention, and said loudly:

"Well said! Well said! But I feel it's not enough! Not comprehensive enough! Not in-depth enough! Not closely connected with the masses! Not representative enough of everyone's will!"

Except for the comrades of the 129th Division, most people could not understand this.

Close contact with the masses?

What is that?

Representing the will of all people?

What does that mean?

These concepts are so "advanced", as "advanced" as "class division is the art of slaying dragons", that many people cannot understand them.

"Can the Soviet crimes be explained by just a few people from the Mongolian People's Party? Were they committed only against the Mongolian People's Party? No! Absolutely not!"

们:

Fujiwara Kanezane extended his right hand and pointed at the crowd of herdsmen below the stage.

"You've all said enough. What about them? They have the right to speak, too! I think they should be allowed to speak! Tell them how they've been oppressed!"

Compared to the CCP's patient guidance and reasoning with the masses in Inner Mongolia, Fujiwara Kanezane's approach was more utilitarian and crude - he simply arranged for several Mongolian "shills" to take the lead.

They didn't even need to make up charges against the Soviets - on the night of the capture of Kulun, the comrades of the cavalry brigade caught many criminals in the act.

Who knows why Soviet soldiers raped women in the streets late at night? Perhaps it was because everyone seemed beautiful to them after drinking.

"I want to report! Report someone..."

Driven by the "shills", the atmosphere of the public trial became more enthusiastic.

Choibalsan and others vaguely realized something, but when the tide of people came, they were powerless to stop anything.

Just as Ulaanbaatar was thriving with life and everything was flourishing, a troop of soldiers was rushing frantically to the east, with the Soviet leader yelling as if to demand his life:

"Hurry up! Leave those who fall behind behind! Everyone, speed up!

This person was naturally Anatoly Kazanin, the head of Soviet intelligence in Outer Mongolia and the person in charge in a sense, who sent reinforcements to the Manchuria-Mongolia border.

Before receiving the "telegram for help" from the troops stationed in Ulaanbaatar, he never imagined that the possibility raised by Boris Tarasov during the meeting, which was denied by everyone, would actually come true!

Fujiwara no Kanezane actually dared to lead his troops, fresh from a major battle, on an expedition thousands of miles north, silently bypassing the Outer Mongolian Cavalry Division patrolling in southern Outer Mongolia and heading straight for Ulaanbaatar!

At this moment, it was meaningless to curse the trash in the south, regret my previous carelessness, be shocked by Fujiwara no Kanezane's boldness and radicalism, or curse the Japanese for gambling. The only way was to quickly retake Ulaanbaatar!

In fact, faced with this situation, smart people know that the best approach is not to rush back like crazy, but to advance quickly to the south, pretending to cut off the enemy's retreat and attack from both sides, so as to protect themselves while maximizing the results.

But Kazanin couldn't do that.

As an intelligence officer, he was able to command the entire Ulaanbaatar and become the de facto leader. He relied on Stalin's trust and his control over the key figure Choibalsan!

If he loses Ulaanbaatar, it means that he will be labeled as "incompetent" and will also lose Choibalsan, the best dog in the world!

The consequences were so serious that he could not atone for his sins by simply going to Siberia to dig potatoes. He had to reunite with his entire family, including his superiors and subordinates.

The only lucky thing was that, according to the telegram for help, the garrison troops discovered the attack of the 129th Division at the critical moment, and after suffering heavy casualties, drove out the enemy's vanguard. Otherwise, Ulaanbaatar would have been lost.

Therefore, we must now desperately return the entire army to Ulaanbaatar, and work together with the struggling defense forces to defeat this absolutely exhausted expeditionary force!

However, the morale of the 4000 men under his command was already low, and 2000 of them were Mongolian native troops who did not want to fight even more. Such a sudden move eastward and then westward would easily cause resentment in the troops and collapse their morale.

An officer from the 1st Mongolian Cavalry Division approached cautiously to inquire why they were suddenly rushing back without sleep, even ignoring the fact that one-tenth of their troops had fallen behind. However, Kazanin whipped him with his horsewhip.

"Sukkabile! Follow orders! No more questions!"

Kazanin did this because he did not want the news of the attack on Ulaanbaatar to leak out and affect the morale of the army, but in his anxiety he overlooked something that he had never cared about: perhaps the Mongols were generally not very smart or knowledgeable, but they were also human beings, they would get tired, they would speculate, they would think, and they would feel resentment.

When Kazanin led the mixed coalition forces, twisting and turning across the withered grassland like a dying snake, and sparsely arrived at a location only 15 kilometers away from Ulaanbaatar, his heart sank.

On the distant hillside, stood a cavalry unit of more than a thousand people, but the five-star red flag of the 129th Division in the Northeast was fluttering in the wind.

completion!

It looks like Ulaanbaatar has fallen!

There was also a buzzing sound coming from the group of troops behind him. They were obviously shocked by the appearance of this legendary army here, and each of them had their own guesses.

It has to be said that Kazanin is quite capable as he is able to be stationed in Ulaanbaatar for a long time and be responsible for the overall surveillance and control of Outer Mongolia.

Although he was only an intelligence officer, at this moment, he showed a decisiveness that many frontline military commanders lacked:

Immediately order the troops to launch a desperate general attack!

We must take advantage of the situation before everyone fully reacts, make these soldiers obey orders instinctively, and then overwhelm the enemy with numbers!

However, the other party's reaction was faster than his decision!

The red flag of the 129th Division was quickly lowered, and then the various flags of the Ulaanbaatar garrison were raised!

Not only Mongolians, but also Soviets!

This time, there was no more cautious whispering behind him, but an undisguised uproar!

Everyone is not stupid. How could they not understand what this means even at this point?

Ulaanbaatar has fallen, and everyone's hometown is lost!

Where's my wife?

Where's my brother?

Where's my lover?

Where's my property?!

Alpaca, all gone!

Feeling the troops wavering, Kazanin was in a state of confusion, but he insisted on roaring:

"The Japanese are tired! They can't fight anymore! My life is

At this time, a chorus of Mongolian shouts came from the other side: "Surrender your weapons and you won't be killed! Go home and divide the cattle!"

"Drive out the Soviet Union! Return to China!"

"Don't be a dog! Don't be a dog!

Obviously, even Fujiwara no Kanezane, who occupied a considerable part of Inner Mongolia and recruited a considerable number of Mongolian soldiers, could not have gathered so many people who could speak Mongolian at this time, so these people were all former surrendered soldiers.

Their mission was only one - to block the path of the advancing Soviet-Mongolian coalition forces under the leadership of the new officers and shout slogans for their fellow ethnic groups on the other side to hear!

This trick really works.

The Outer Mongolian First Cavalry Division began to lose its composure. No matter how the officers who were still loyal to the Soviet Union or too closely tied to the Soviet Union shouted or even whipped them, they refused to move forward.

Adding fuel to the fire were two things:

First, cavalry units, though not numerous in number, appeared on both wings in neat attack formations, subtly surrounding the mixed Soviet and Mongolian reinforcements;

Second, seeing his troops unable to advance, the already distraught Kazanin actually ordered his Soviet Red Army to point their guns at the 1st Mongolian Cavalry Division and ordered them to charge!

Now, the Mongolian local army, which had already accumulated dissatisfaction and was shaken after seeing such a shocking scene today, was completely defeated.

An officer of the Mongolian First Cavalry Division, who was even a member of the "Mongolian Revolutionary Youth League" established by the Soviet Union to seize power, grabbed the whip that was swinging towards his cheek and said coldly:

"Hey! We're not your dogs!"

"Sokka."

"boom!!!"

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Three hours later, when Fujiwara no Kanezane rode his warhorse and slowly arrived at the battlefield littered with the corpses of Soviets and Mongols, the battle, in which the 129th Cavalry Brigade had not participated deeply at all, had already ended.

Kazanin and several other Soviet officers were tied up and brought before him by a group of Mongolian People's Army soldiers. The leading Mongolian officer timidly and cautiously tried to kneel down and greet them, but was held back.

"Okay, stand up, don't kneel.

The bright voice, gentle smile and sunny attitude formed a sharp contrast with the Soviets' indifference and tyranny. The officer was so moved that he almost cried. The last trace of uneasiness in his heart was swept away. "Um, what should I call you?

"Just call me Commander. Okay, take everyone down to rest first. I have something to do. We'll talk later.

"Yes!"

The newly surrendered officers left with their troops in tears of gratitude, but they did not notice that among the "predecessors" who had surrendered before them, there were no fellow officers they were familiar with.

As I said, Fujiwara no Kanezane was not a colonizer. He did not need dogs, nor did he need to "divide and rule". Whether these surrenderers could continue to hold office in the "New Mongolian Province" in the future depended on whether they could pass the public trial.

The eyes of the masses are sharp!

"Hey! Isn't this Comrade Kazanin?

After sending the outsiders away, Fujiwara Kanezane squatted down with a smile:

"I heard you like being called Comrade Colonel? I could give you the rank of Major General. Would you like to be one?"

Kazanin, whose face was covered in blood, raised his head and his voice was hoarse!

"You can't win... Comrade Stalin will send his army... and crush you!"

"Hehe... Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about whether you and your family will be sent to Kolyma to dig for gold in the future.

Fujiwara Kanezane was not angry either, he just patted Kazanin's face and smiled:

"Also, I'll make a bet with you. Even if I make this known to the world, Comrade Stalin, as you're referring to him, probably won't have time to take care of Outer Mongolia. Do you believe it?"

"???"

With Kazanin and others killed or captured, the Soviet Union's most powerful and last armed force in Outer Mongolia has been completely annihilated, and Ulaanbaatar has completely changed hands;

Ulaanbaatar is the place where almost all the essence and population of Outer Mongolia are located. It can also be said to be the only city (in fact, there are other "small cities" - those with a population of several thousand).

Therefore, it is safe to declare:

Outer Mongolia has completely changed hands.

"...Here, our country solemnly declares that our army has recaptured Kulun and all of Outer Mongolia! After twenty-two years, Outer Mongolia has returned to China!"

It was noon in Moscow when the government and the Military Committee of the Five-Star Eastern Republic announced this news that shocked the world. Stalin almost choked to death on his favorite roast pheasant with fine wine. After being rescued, he was confused for a whole minute.

no?

So what?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

What did I just hear?

What?

Outer Mongolia...lost?

How did it get lost??

I don't know any information!