GBP Chapter 444
Chapter 444
Yan Laoxi sighed slightly and looked at Zhao Daiwen in front of him with complicated eyes.
After pondering for a moment, he finally said weakly: "Brother Cilong, please allow me to think about it again~"
There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his tone.
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao Daiwen to say anything else.
He waved his hand and turned back into the house.
It was late at night, and the dim oil lamp illuminated the old furnishings in the room.
Hanging on the wall was a map of Jin with detailed markings of various towns and fortresses.
Yan Laoxi stood in front of the map, his eyes wandering, as if he could see through the mountains and rivers on the paper, seeing the gradually evolving situation and the future direction of Jin.
He put his hands behind his back, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the map, his brows furrowed and his expression heavy.
That night, he tossed and turned, his mind in a mess. Faced with the conditions put forward by the Eighth Route Army, he did struggle.
Once upon a time, the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army he built was independent and formed its own system, but now it is forced by the current situation to make a choice.
The next morning, the morning light shone through the window lattice onto the desk. Yan Laoxi slowly opened the door and walked out.
Compared to his usual capable and efficient appearance, he now looked a little haggard, with bloodshot eyes from sleeplessness, and it was obvious that he had been thinking for a long time.
He walked slowly towards the conference room, pushed the door open, and scanned the people present.
He said in a deep voice: "Pass the order down, everyone gather for a meeting."
Soon, a group of his subordinates who still followed him gathered in the conference room.
Everyone was puzzled by this sudden meeting, but still came as ordered.
Yan Laoxi glanced at the familiar faces in the audience, his eyes deep, and slowly said: "I have decided to agree to the conditions of the Eighth Route Army."
As soon as these words were spoken, the originally calm meeting room suddenly exploded.
"No! Who are the Eighth Route Army? They want our army and territory!"
"We have come this far through all the ups and downs over the years thanks to the independence and self-reliance of our Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.
If we agree to them now, will we still have a place to stand in the future?"
"This is simply drinking poison to quench thirst! It's absolutely not feasible!"
Everyone was talking at once, and the atmosphere was filled with anger. The conference room was filled with noise, as if it had turned into a vegetable market.
Yan Laoxi's face was gloomy, he felt upset, and his clenched fingers were trembling slightly.
Suddenly, he slammed the table, shaking the teacup, and everyone fell silent.
"Stop arguing!"
He glanced around coldly, his voice low and powerful.
"This matter is settled."
After saying that, he left the meeting room without looking back, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.
Although they were dissatisfied, they could see from Yan Laoxi's firm tone and expression.
They understood - this time, no one could change Yan Laoxi's decision.
Changzhi.
When Zeng Jiwen received the telegram from Yan Laoxi.
He was sitting in the command center, playing with a pen in his hand, thinking about the current situation in western Shanxi.
After taking the telegram and reading it, he raised his eyebrows slightly, quite surprised.
"interesting."
He chuckled and handed the telegram to Zhou Xi beside him, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"I thought Yan Laoxi would take a long time to decide, but I didn't expect him to make a decision so quickly."
Zhou Xi took the telegram, lowered his head and read it carefully, frowning slightly.
After a moment's silence, he put the message down and said slowly, "Is this Mr. Yan playing any tricks on us?"
Zeng Jiwen shook his head and said with a smile, "Now that he has agreed to our conditions, what other tricks can he play?"
After saying that, he stood up and walked to the center of the room, with one hand behind his back, his eyes fixed on the spread-out map of western Shanxi on the wall.
On the map, the battle line was clearly marked, with the red and blue military symbols clearly distinguished, pointing directly at the Japanese army in the direction of Taiyuan.
"This time, the area from Linfen to Puxian to Jiexiu will be handed over to him."
He stretched out his finger and drew a line on the map, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a hint of deep meaning appeared in his eyes.
"He's facing the Japanese army in the direction of Taiyuan. On this front, if Yan Laoxi wants to escape, where can he go?"
At this time, Wang Zhuo had just walked into the room and happened to hear Zeng Jiwen's words.
He raised the corner of his mouth, smiled, and said, "Of course not. They even transferred the 47th and 98th Armies to Huozhou for garrison. Who are they defending against? Doesn't Yan Laoxi understand this?"
After saying that, he continued, "But, Lao Zeng, don't get carried away. When the two armies of the Central Army come in, don't let them cause any friction with us."
Zhou Xi nodded and added, "Yes, Old Wang is right. The 47th Army is fine, but if the 98th Army makes trouble, we have to be prepared."
Zeng Jiwen listened to what the two said, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile: "Don't worry, since I can let these two armies come here, I must be prepared."
He paused as he spoke, as if he remembered something.
"Speaking of which, when we discussed this matter last time in Luoyang, the person who wanted to send our classmate from Xi'an to come here was rejected by me."
Zhou Xi smiled when he heard this and couldn't help but say, "If he wants the First Army to move in, it depends on whether Mr. Hu is willing or not."
When Wang Zhuo heard this, he suddenly understood and laughed.
"Old Zhou is right. The one who asked the First Army to come here must be Mr. Hu. He knows that once the First Army leaves Xi'an,
If something goes wrong and we make dumplings for him again, I’m afraid we’ll be completely finished.”
They smiled at each other, and suddenly hearty laughter rang out in the room.
Zhou Xi's laughter died down, and he said seriously, "But then again, the Central Army is willing to dispatch troops this time. I'm afraid they have more than just ulterior motives."
Zeng Jiwen nodded, his eyes slightly focused, and his tone was steady.
"Of course, they are not just doing this for us, but also to stabilize the situation in Jin.
After the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army incident was over, the entire battle in North China was basically between our Eighth Route Army and the Japanese Army.
This is not what that person wants to see.
The Japanese army is now advancing north and south, and the defense line in North China is not a problem at the moment, but he does not want to see our sphere of influence in North China further expand."
Wang Zhuo touched his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "They sent troops over, and they are in Huozhou.
I'm afraid this doesn't mean we have any feelings about Taiyuan.
After all, the North China Front Army lost four divisions at once. If we really recapture Shanxi, that person will be... "
"That's true." Zeng Jiwen nodded and then sighed.
"But the situation is stronger than people. In the current situation, although the situation in North China is relatively good because of us.
But the South is not optimistic.
And the Japanese army is still increasing its troops~"
Zhou Xi sighed softly upon hearing this and said slowly, "That's right. Now that we've made the decision, we should make all the necessary preparations."
Zeng Jiwen looked at the map and said slowly, "It will be soon. Just be patient. We shouldn't start a major war in North China in the next two years.
Now, in addition to our ability to launch a large-scale operation, other forces also need to buy them time.
Wait two years, and the Japanese troops in North China will be a piece of cake for us."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn. The three of them looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.