When Zhao Chen was getting his work permit at the General Staff Headquarters, he saw Feng Kezhi, commander of the 9th Group Army, who was coming for a meeting. Frankly speaking, he was a little confused. He thought Feng Kezhi had died long ago, but he didn't expect to see him here again.
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When he was chatting with Feng Kezhi, he saw another old acquaintance, Qian Jinhang... For a moment, he felt that he had returned to the Dahua Empire, the once extremely powerful Dahua Empire.
However, when he saw the heroic military uniforms worn by the two men and listened to them talking about a lot of advanced military terminology and military theories that he had learned in the Tang Empire, Zhao Chen, who could not speak, had to return to reality.
He had to admit that this was not the Great China Empire, and the people in front of him were no longer the generals of the Great China Empire that he was familiar with.
"General Luo Xiao has pushed the front to the east of Dahua Imperial Capital, and the troops of four divisions are moving to the northeast of the city..." In order to take care of Zhao Chen, who knew nothing, Feng Kezhi took the initiative to chat about Dahua.
aspects of the war situation.
"Did your troops disband after they surrendered?" Feng Kezhi looked curiously at Zhao Chen, who was standing aside, wearing a brand new military uniform and holding a paper bag containing clothes.
Like Feng Kezhi, Zhao Chen now has the rank of major general and is preparing to report to the Datang Military Academy in Chang'an tomorrow. In order to avoid embarrassment, he directly put on the military uniform he just received, with the general stars on his shoulders shining brightly.
radiant.
Frankly speaking, in the General Staff of the Tang Empire, a major general was not very valuable. There might just be two major generals gathering here to smoke.
"It seems not. General Luo Xiao took part of it away, and the other part was ordered to go south. He heard that it was going to Jiange." Zhao Chen recalled and answered Feng Kezhi's question.
As soon as he heard the movements of the troops, Feng Kezhi smelled something keenly. He immediately asked: "What about you? Are you going to stay at the General Staff Headquarters or go to the Military Academy?"
Qian Jinhang on the side also became interested. He had his own personal experience with Feng Kezhi, so he naturally knew that staying in the General Staff meant a quick promotion, and going to the military academy meant he could lead troops outside.
"I'm going to Datang Military Academy for further study." Zhao Chen said a result that made Qian Jinhang quite envious.
After hearing his answer, both Feng Kezhi and Qian Jinhang immediately realized that Zhao Chen might soon be promoted and go to Jiange to form a new group army of the empire.
"You and I will be schoolmates from now on." Feng Kezhi smiled and patted Qian Jinhang's arm: "It's not easy for me to come to the imperial capital. Let's have dinner together in the evening?"
"I have no objection." Qian Jinhang also said with a smile. In his and Feng Kezhi's minds, the word "Imperial Capital" obviously has nothing to do with Emperor Dahua.
Today, they only have one imperial capital in their hearts, and that is Chang'an, the imperial capital of the Tang Empire. Feng Kezhi is now the commander of the 9th Army, and it is impossible for him to come to Chang'an often.
This time I came to Chang'an because the General Staff was meeting to study the formation of an army group: the Tang Empire hoped to establish a larger command system to cope with larger-scale wars that might break out at the same time.
Zhao Chen was a little embarrassed. He didn't dare to get together with his acquaintances: it was very taboo for the monarch to have generals interact with each other in private. It would be a capital offense for three generals of their level to eat together in the Great China Empire.
But he was embarrassed to tell Feng Kezhi and Qian Jinhang because he was new here and didn't know the rules in this area.
"Why don't we call Zhao Zheng too..." Qian Jinhang suggested: "We are all acquaintances. We can chat more together."
"Then I'll call General Bolton. Then I'll ask Marshal Tiger if he has time." Qian Jinhang also laughed and said: "It's just a round, we can exchange opinions in private, and even if it's for our Zhao
General Chen has taken the wind and washed away his dust."
Then Qian Jinhang and Feng Kezhi began to study which place would be better to eat at night. They had been to the army's internal hospitality hotels too many times. This time they could go to those time-honored restaurants in Chang'an. As the saying goes, the world's delicious food is in
Chang'an, this sentence is not an exaggeration at all.
Only now did Zhao Chen know that the evening game was attended by almost half of the senior generals of the military system... So he managed a smile.
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In the Imperial Capital of Great China, Li Mingshun has already sensed the danger: Fengjiang's troops outside the city are trying their best to move to the north of the city. The opponent is like a poisonous snake with its bloody mouth, biting towards the Imperial Capital of Great China.
"Is this going to encircle us?" Zhao Ji, who was desperately preparing for the enthronement ceremony, looked at the map and asked Li Mingshun beside him.
Li Mingshun nodded and admitted that the current situation is quite dangerous: "The opponent has sufficient troops and a clear purpose... They have not attacked Zhao Jie, and the troops are moving around our peripheral defense line."
This is what makes Li Mingshun nervous: the opponent did not launch an attack immediately, but was adjusting its deployment: being able to withstand the temptation of the imperial capital and deploying troops honestly shows that the opponent has a very mature and determined commander.
Li Mingshun couldn't recall such a person in the Dahua Empire, and he didn't quite believe that such a person would assist Zhao Yu.
"Then what should we do?" Zhao Ji asked nervously: he was afraid that the enemy would invade the city if he was not prepared for the enthronement ceremony.
"There is no other way. I have taken out all the troops I can find and placed them outside the city to extend our peripheral defense line as much as possible." Li Mingshun said.
In the past few days, approximately 10,000 troops have been sent to the imperial capital as reinforcements. These troops were all transferred from cities such as Wangdu on the Western Front.
Their combat effectiveness was actually not very good. After all, the troops who could fight had already been deployed to Shanchong and Hezhe.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But at this time, we no longer care about whether the combat effectiveness of the troops is strong or not. As long as there are troops and guns in their hands, they must be used.
Li Mingshun deployed all these troops in the due north position outside the city, and forced civilians to build fortifications in the north of the city: he built a large number of trench defense lines along the railways and highways from the imperial capital to the northern city of Beiku, trying to back up the roads
Stop the tentacles extending northward from the Toyoe Army.
"The other side did not attack Zhao Jie. The area south of the city occupied by Zhao Jie is our weakest defensive zone. If Zhao Jie leaves even one day late, it will be a huge threat to us." Li Mingshun knew very well that Fengjiang's troops did not take the initiative to attack them.
What is the purpose of Zhao Jie recently?
But he and Zhao Jie had no way to communicate, and Zhao Jie was not willing to take the initiative to give up the area south of the city. This was a deadlock for the defense of the imperial capital.
"Zhao Yu...Zhao Jie...these traitors! I will let them die sooner or later!" Zhao Ji hated the two traitors Zhao Yu and Zhao Jie with all his heart, but he had no way to kill them.
Opponent, so he can only be helpless and furious.
Li Mingshun glanced at Zhao Ji, wanted to say something but finally kept his mouth shut. In his opinion, Zhao Ji's grand ceremony was actually creating more trouble for Li Mingshun's defensive plan.
Have you ever seen any city decorated with lights and colorful decorations during a war with rumbling cannons? Zhao Ji is doing something like this: he is trying to find ways to find cloth to make various decorations. He wants to decorate the palace and nearby streets.
Then he sat on that throne amidst the roar of worship from the people.
In order to achieve better results, Zhao Ji also opened the treasury and distributed some money, gathered some people, exempted them from digging trenches outside the city, and sent people to train these people every day to shout long live the mountains.
Because of this errand, the people in the city were unwilling to dig holes outside the city, so they naturally came to receive Zhao Ji's reward and do Zhao Ji's work.
As a result, Li Mingshun could find fewer civilians to dig trenches outside the city. At the critical moment, he and the front line were competing for civilian labor. Li Mingshun no longer even knew how to describe the new emperor he supported.
In comparison, although Zhao Kai is violent and suspicious, he can at least maintain the basic IQ that a person should have on many issues. The new emperor Zhao Ji in front of him seems to be a stupid pig most of the time.
Sadly, he still has to support this stupid pig and use the little capital in his hand to fight against that extremely powerful opponent!
With a casual guess, he could tell that the troops from Toyoe could easily assemble at least 300,000 troops. However, the troops in his hand were only less than 10,000 at full strength.
To defend such a huge city with such a small number of troops is simply a fool's errand. The only thing Li Mingshun can count on now is the 00,000 troops he mobilized on the Western Front in the name of Zhao Ji.
As long as he can hold on to the outskirts of the imperial capital until 00,000 reinforcements arrive, then there seems to be a slight possibility that the situation will change for the better.
In fact, the 100,000 Dahua troops on the western front did move. They were ordered to withdraw from cities such as Sahun and began to assemble eastward along the railway line.
At the same time, the Dahua troops in the southwest region have also taken action, and about 100,000 troops have begun to move north.
However, the situation is actually still not optimistic, because Luo Xiao does not only have 300,000 troops in hand, but his follow-up reinforcements are almost continuous, with the total number being at least 00,000.
Coupled with the stable logistics provided by the Tang Empire, his troops' sustained combat capabilities are much stronger than those of the Great China Empire.
The ammunition in Luo Xiao's hand is at least five times that of the Dahua Empire's defenders! On a per capita basis, it is also nearly twice that of the Dahua Empire's troops!
What's more, the imperial capital's defense line is not complete. The loophole-filled defense line in the north is relatively the strongest: on the southern line, the entire defense line has long been broken.
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The state is not good, so the second update is too slow to be written. I will post it in the middle of the night. You can read it tomorrow morning.