Chapter 990: Ridiculous things on the 991 frontline
Chapter 990 The Ridiculous Things on the 991 Frontline
Zhao Chen's past month has really been rough. He was on tenterhooks and even a little scared, because the situation before him was unprecedented.
On the one hand, there was a ceasefire in the Fengjiang direction where he was responsible for attacking, and the frontline troops began to rest. This was a good thing for him, but the railway was like a fishbone lying across the place where he would attack in the future.
This is like a huge vase placed on the battlefield. Both warring parties must ensure that the vase does not break, otherwise no one will be responsible.
Such a strange attack condition gave Zhao Chen a thorn in his throat. He had been making a fuss around this railway, hoping to make the most of this "invincible" link.
The sad thing is that because the people below are greedy, the frontline troops are now in a very bad state. They are called rest but are actually degenerate, and their combat effectiveness has dropped sharply.
As the commander, Zhao Chen wanted to take charge, but none of his subordinates could do anything. They all had connections or backgrounds.
It happens that now is a particularly sensitive period. As the commander-in-chief, it is really not easy for him to directly deal with those corrupt worms.
Why not take action directly? This brings us to the second thing that gave Zhao Chen a headache: His Majesty the Emperor was injured!
Zhao Kai's injury itself was not a big deal, but the prince Zhao Jili was so confused that he didn't know what to think and rushed back to the imperial capital.
This was tantamount to poking a hornet's nest. Zhao Kai was furious, placed Zhao Ji under house arrest, and even directly began to discuss the matter of abolishing the reserve in the court.
Suddenly, the court became unstable, and the princes who had no chance at all became active one after another. All of a sudden, these rats were jumping up and down, making the entire court of the Great China Empire a mess.
If this thing had happened a year earlier, the officials might have cheered: Zhao Kai deposed Zhao Ji, and then everyone was relieved that Zhao Yu came to power. Everyone was happy. The Tang Empire had no excuse. At least the Great China Empire was still alive. I can survive for another three to five years.
But now Zhao Yu has become a Fengjiang rebel. If Zhao Ji falls again, all that will be left will be a pile of mud that cannot hold up the wall. In order to expect these princes who have failed to succeed and failed to succeed to inherit the throne, it is better for everyone to just disband.
What time is it now? There is a powerful Qin in the west who is eyeing it, and in the east there is the Tang Empire that is coveting it. Someone with a brain may be able to persist, but if you find someone who is a little bit stupid, the Great China Empire will be destroyed in half a year.
There was chaos in the court. The prime minister asked for the emperor's approval to resign, and the prince Zhao Ji was placed under house arrest. His majesty, the emperor, can only lie in bed to recuperate...
In this case, your frontline commander replaced the confidants of Zhao Kai and Zhao Ji, father and son, in the army. What on earth do you want to do?
Zhao Chen didn't know what he wanted to do. He only knew that if he really wanted to kill the emperor's confidants, he would definitely be labeled as a rebel prince.
The third thing is also very interesting. Because of the chaos in the rear, the amount of supplies has really entered a random mode: if Shen Chuan of the Ministry of War intervenes, there will be more supplies, and if Shen Shangshu does not intervene, there will be very few supplies.
Under such circumstances, it was very difficult to keep the troops from defecting, and Zhao Chen had no control over the corruption of the troops.
As soon as the ceasefire treaty expired, Zhao Chen hurriedly began to organize an attack around the southern cities far away from the railway zone. As a result, something went wrong with this attack.
The two divisions deployed in the frontline city surrendered directly. The Dahua troops following these two divisions were divided and surrounded before they could figure out the situation, and then they also surrendered their guns.
That's right, an entire army, more than 70,000 troops, including weapons and ammunition, surrendered to the enemy with almost no fighting. This may be the largest unit in history that surrendered directly to the enemy without being surrounded by the enemy.
Under the leadership of this army, some surrounding Dahua troops also began to surrender. These troops even had white flags ready, which is called proficiency.
Immediately after contact with Fengjiang troops, the Dahua army rushed to surrender to the enemy: they were afraid that if it was too late, they would be transferred and lose the opportunity to surrender.
"Hello? What does surrender mean? Tell me clearly! Tell me clearly? Hello? Hello!" The officer holding the phone asked angrily, but there was no voice in the receiver to answer him.
On the other side of the table, another officer from the Great China Empire was also looking for his own troops. The two divisions he commanded were the main force. Before the ceasefire, they were the pacesetters in the offensive. They were very capable trump cards.
But now, someone said that he saw white flags erected on the positions in charge of these two divisions, and the phone couldn't be reached. He was trying to find a way to contact his troops. He couldn't believe that his troops would surrender to the enemy so simply... "Tell me clearly! A regiment's position is gone when it's gone? What do you do for food? Hey! What the **** are you talking about! Bastard!" In the distance, there was an officer who threw the phone receiver down in anger. on board.
The surrounding non-commissioned officers and civilians looked at their superiors in such madness in horror, and instinctively felt that the war situation might not be good. They were right, because many of the positions in Fengjiang City had problems.
Looking at his subordinates who were so busy and even starting to lose their composure, Zhao Chen smiled bitterly and walked back to his office.
It’s not like he hasn’t told these commanders that the people below have frequent private exchanges with Fengjiang, but who of these people will listen to him?
They often used the excuse that the soldiers had no food to eat to excuse Zhao Chen's questions, and even passed the responsibility to the procurement department and transportation department in the rear.
Zhao Chen had no choice, because he had indeed personally checked the supplies of the soldiers. There was no food to eat, and the quality of the things they needed was extremely poor... If he continued to investigate the smuggling issue, the hungry soldiers would probably be killed directly. There was a mutiny.
The result is that he cannot control these problems and can only allow them to accumulate little by little and get deep into his bones. Now, the problem has exploded, and no one can do anything but let the situation collapse.
Finally, when the chain reaction began to subside, Zhao Chen discovered that after three months of hard work, almost all of the urban area of Fengjiang that they finally captured was taken back by Fengjiang troops.
Yes, Zhao Chen has almost completely lost Fengjiang City... They must fight back now, at least before the bad news is spread back to the imperial capital!
All the generals under Zhao Chen were like lost dogs. They finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
The court itself is already in chaos. If the news of their frontline defeat spreads back, His Majesty the Emperor will be furious and may kill a few chickens to scare the remaining monkeys.
"General... no! Your Majesty! Save me! Please save me!" An officer burst into Zhao Chen's office with a sad face and knelt on the ground. He also knew that he had lost tens of thousands of people and the main defense area in the city. This responsibility was definitely enough to kill someone. So at this moment, he could only come to ask Zhao Chen to give him a way out.
If Zhao Chen really doesn't give him face, then his whole family will probably die. Therefore, the general's kneeling is called skillful, and his kneeling is called crisp.
"Get up! What a panic!" Zhao Chen walked over and wanted to help this poor guy with a snot-nosed face, but before he could help him up, a second person broke in and knelt on the ground.
The people rushed in one after another. Everyone was kneeling on the ground, and Zhao Chen had no idea of helping them up.
So Zhao Chen could only walk back to his position, looked at the senior generals kneeling in front of him, and asked: "Then... what do you want me to do?"
"Your Majesty...you guys, please be brave. Please allow us to perform meritorious deeds for ten days! No! Five days! We will definitely regain our lost positions!" The leading general quickly lowered his head and spoke out what they were thinking. .
That's right, their idea is very simple: let's conceal this kind of thing first, and then everyone can regain the lost position, and then we'll talk about it!
But Zhao Chen knew that most of the generals kneeling in front of him did not have many troops in their hands. So he asked out of curiosity, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.
When he heard this, he became even more angry: This group of people planned to ask the follow-up troops to borrow people: the follow-up troops would go out to fight, and the vacant positions would be empty. And if they borrowed troops to fight back, they would only lose a few money at most, but at least their heads would be saved.
Zhao Chen, who was extremely angry and laughed, finally saved face for these people: after all, many of them were Zhao Kai's people. If the matter really got serious, he, Zhao Chen, could not escape responsibility and would definitely be dealt with by Zhao Kai. So Zhao Chen simply acted badly. It would be good for him or me, and it would be really good for everyone to be good.
The funny thing is yet to come: these generals who were ready to make meritorious deeds went to the rear troops to borrow people, only to find that these rear troops already had a lot of empty pay. The most ruthless local troops cannot even form a battalion of troops in a regiment.
In the end, this plan had to be abandoned. These generals of the Great China Empire shamelessly went to discuss with the Fengjiang defenders behind Zhao Chen's back.
They paid for it, and even used a large part of the materials and arms to pay off the debt, and bought back part of the lost urban area of Fengjiang...
You read that right, they paid to buy a part of the city that had been turned into ruins. Then Zhao Chen had to sign the battle report written by them, admitting that in the past two days, the Fengjiang rebels had violently counterattacked, causing huge losses to both sides, and many troops of the Dahua Army suffered heavy losses...
(End of this chapter)