All the brothers laughed loudly, and then scolded An Yi. Jiang Dingwen's chief of staff Li Jiawen said angrily: "Brother An, our brothers can't compare to you! Brother, I heard that all the legions will be withdrawn one after another. Only
My brother’s commander of the Fifth Army Corps is still secure. He is based in Yichang, controls Jingxiang, and guards the choke point of the Yangtze River. Not counting the hot and spicy food he eats every day, his monthly anti-smoking tax revenue is only 800,000 yuan, right?”
All the senior brothers echoed, some were yelling and indignant, some were sighing and complaining about their bad luck, which made An Yi's head growl. He suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "I know I was wrong," and then pulled Jiang Dingwen.
With his hands in his hands, he shouted that he would put out fine wine to cheer up the brothers and soldiers.
Jiang Dingwen raised his wrist and looked at his watch, saying that there was no time and the train was about to leave. An Yi frowned displeased, turned to Zhao Rui and shouted an order:
"Brother, please call Junior Brother Yin immediately and ask him to demolish the railway track of the iron bridge between Huayin and Tongguan. I don't believe that I don't even have time to have a glass of wine... Zhang Yang, notify the logistics department to bring all ten tables of wine and food to the platform
Come up and inform all the restaurants in Tongguan City that they must send me the best wine and food here within an hour. There are three thousand brothers on this train, so we will make the food according to the portion of the three thousand brothers. If it is not enough, we will send it here.
Go to the camp and transport all the cans in the warehouse here to distribute to the brothers."
Zhao Rui agreed with a smile but did not do it immediately. He turned to the adjutant and quietly told him to notify the station and ask the train to stay for two more hours. Zhang Yang immediately followed the order and left.
When Jiang Dingwen and others saw An Yi being so domineering and generous, they were so moved that they were no longer in a hurry to leave. Especially Jiang Dingwen, it was considered a deep affection for him to send his brothers to Tongguan, and he would have to rush back to Luoyang to deal with various problems.
Military affairs, set up your own garrison headquarters team.
The efficiency of An Yi's department amazed the brothers. In less than an hour, the entire platform was filled with food. Trucks brought precious canned meats, which were quickly unloaded and piled at the door of each carriage.
The exquisite wine and food on the table exudes an alluring aroma.
Jiang Dingwen and others curiously asked An Yi where he got so much meat. An Yi smiled and didn't answer. Zhao Rui quickly explained that they were all wild donkeys shot during the previous bandit suppression, and there was a pot of stew on each table.
Crispy tiger meat. This tiger was shot by An Yi. The freshly prepared tiger skin is hung in the headquarters.
The brothers were surprised when they heard this. Jiang Dingwen pointed to the cans unloaded from the truck and asked An Yi why he didn't leave some for himself. An Yi smiled politely and said that the entire Fifth Army Corps would also evacuate south tomorrow, and instead of going through all the trouble to bring them back,
It's better to give it to the brothers who are on the expedition, as a token of your appreciation.
Two hours passed quickly, and the three thousand soldiers of the Western Expedition boarded the train. They gratefully waved to An Yi and the officers and soldiers of the Fifth Army who were silently seeing them off on the platform, and thanked them loudly.
Jiang Dingwen stood next to An Yi, with a face of pain and red eyes, silently watching the slowly moving train and looking at the familiar faces.
Since the outbreak of the Central Plains War, Jiang Dingwen has led his troops to fight endlessly, defeating Ji Hongchang, Liang Guanying and other brave sword teams. He rushed to the battlefields of Longhai, Pinghan, Jinpu, and rushed to wherever there was danger, making great contributions to victory.
At the same time, there were heavy casualties. The divisions under the Second Army fought frequently, and more than 20,000 soldiers were replaced and replenished. Now the brothers who fought side by side and shared life and death went to Shaanxi and Gansu. How could Jiang Dingwen not be nostalgic and sad?
Jiang Dingwen is not the only one who is also nostalgic for sadness.
That night, people from Henan and Shaanxi came out in large numbers after learning that the Anjia Army was about to withdraw to western Hubei. People from Tongguan, Huayin, Baoling, Luonan and other places surrounded the camps, expressing emotional gratitude and reluctant tears.
It brought tears to the eyes of the soldiers of the Fifth Army Corps, and they couldn't calm down all night. The officers and soldiers of each division and brigade had to go out of the camp to thank their fathers and fellow villagers, and say farewell to their fathers and fellow villagers to express their comfort.
At this time, the soldiers of the Fifth Army finally understood what the relationship between the army and the people was, what the people's soldiers were, and finally understood the true meaning and endless emotions in each military song.
At six o'clock in the morning the next day, An Yi, who had put on his military uniform and planned to leave as soon as possible, saw Zhao Rui and others hurriedly entering his bedroom. He quickly asked what happened. After hearing this, he immediately ran out of the camp gate and faced the crowd gathered at the gate.
Thousands of people in darkness were so moved that they could not speak.
The village elders and representatives from all walks of life at the front of the crowd held dazzling red banners and stood silently. Seeing An Yi appear, the crowd immediately shouted: "General An, stay! An's army stays."
Come down..."
An Yi slowly walked up to the village elders and representatives from all walks of life, tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and told everyone that the war was over and the brothers of the Fifth Army needed to return to their original garrison. It is the bounden duty of soldiers to obey orders. If they cannot stay for a long time, please ask the fellow villagers.
Please forgive me!
Before he finished speaking, cries arose. White-haired old men, women and children in ragged clothes immediately fell to their knees. Several local scholars wearing reading glasses looked up to the sky and prayed loudly, praising An Yi and the virtues of An Jiajun.
With kindness and love, the desolate voice was instantly drowned by the thundering cries and bitter cries.
An Yi endured his sadness and strode forward to help the old people up, but the people just knelt down and called out loudly.
An Yi choked up and was speechless. He was at a loss for words. He took three steps back and suddenly knelt down. He kowtowed nine times to his fellow villagers respectfully. He stood up and quickly turned around and strode into the barracks to close the room...