Rebirth: Iron Warlord/C35 Lin hu's nocturnal chat
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C35 Lin hu's nocturnal chat

"Ha!" Yu Jishi's eyes lit up, and said: "Yundong, my leg is crippled, hurry up and get me some rest."

Hearing this, Lan Yundong felt as if his butt was on fire, he retreated a few steps and said decisively: "Go go, go, go. You only sprained your ankle, it's not really a serious injury, don't waste anything, go back and get Old Wang a bowl of chicken soup for you to drink."

"Yundong, why do I feel like you've become Boyan's lackey in this period of time?" Yu Jishi joked, this time Lan Yundong always considered himself to be Li Boyang's trusted aide, causing him to be unable to look at him properly. He was also Huang Po's classmate, in terms of intimacy, he and Li Boyang had been on official business much earlier than Lan Yundong.

Lan Yundong did not mind, but instead said complacently: "Since I've been under Bo Yang since I've joined the army, naturally more officials will follow my lead."

Yu Jishi waved his hand and turned to the nurse, saying, "Company Commander Blue is currently the highest commander of 3rd Battalion, you can bring him along."

If you stay in the army for a long time, the sow would think of you as Chang'e, furthermore, this lady in front of you is indeed a demure looking woman, but from the perspective of a Revolutionary Army, he did not inspect her carefully, but simply puffed out his chest and said calmly: "Hello, I am Lan Yundong. Please take me to see the Battalion Commander on behalf of the 3rd Battalion."

In Xing Ning County, a large number of soldiers dressed in yellow clothes continuously poured into the city from all over the Dongjiang River.

After the Revolution of 1911, Lin Hu, as a meritorious revolutionary, naturally took over this good house. After many years of reconstruction and construction, the three story house looked even more grand than the mansions of the warlords in Guangzhou.

When Lin Hu returned from the cotton lake, he became sick and even though the public knew that he had caught wind of the cold, everyone in the Palace knew that Lin Hu had fallen sick from shame and anger.

After returning to Xing Ning, Lin Hu was sent to his quarters by his aide-de-camp, and after his subordinate San Huang San stabilized the handicapped soldiers, he rushed over to the Lin Palace to visit.

Lin Hu laid on the bed with half-squinting eyes. Beside him, the Sixth Aunt was gently applying a hot towel to his forehead.

Sixth concubine was the concubine that Lin Hu had just gotten from Shantou in the beginning of spring. Although she was young, he could service others the most, and with the difference in age between the two, Lin Hu loved his concubine the most. Now that he had lost to Xing Ning, Lin Hu's first thought was of her. The Sixth Aunt put the slightly cold towel into the washbasin carried by the maidservant, and then took a bowl of warm ginseng tea. She said softly, "Marshal, drink some ginseng soup, and the effects will be gone after a while."

Lin Hu slowly opened his eyes, his sore eyes allowing him to see the Sixth Aunt's beautiful face clearly. He bitterly twitched his mouth and shook his head, his heart was as clear as a mirror, his own disease was not something that could be cured with pills and medicine, there was only one way to cure it, and that was to defeat the Revolutionary Army, and win back all of the lost energy and vitality.

Returning to the bottom, Lin Hu still could not figure out how he had lost. This battle was extremely frustrating, and the defeat was outrageous, it was simply a joke.

At this moment, the servant girl outside the room walked in and whispered to the sixth concubine, "Sixth Madam, Martial Aunt Huang is waiting outside to see the marshal."

The Sixth Aunt was from a small family, so she did not know much about military affairs. However, she had heard the servants mutter that the marshal had suffered a huge defeat and that the Revolutionary Army would come knocking on her door in the near future. The Sixth Madame lowered her head and whispered into Lin Hu's ears like a dragonfly touching the water, "Marshal, Martial Aunt Huang is here, she is waiting outside the house."

Lin Hu signaled the Sixth Aunt to help him up. He wanted to hear how much he had lost in this battle.

Huang Renhuan, Huang Ye Xing, and Huang Dinghua entered the house one by one.

"The commander is fine, right?" Huang Renhuan was the first to break the silence.

lowered his eyelids and snorted from his nose. Huang Renhuan shook his head and laughed bitterly, his eyes intersecting with his two colleagues. He knew that Lin Hu was blaming his old subordinate for being incompetent in the battle of cotton lake, but he still braced himself and said: "Commander, the statistics of the troop's losses have been calculated."

Lin Hu suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at Huang Renhuan. Huang Renheng spoke in a dry voice, "There are about six thousand people from each division that have returned to Xing Ning, and there are still some defeated troops entering the city at night. This general has specially come to ask the commander, whether the gates to the city are closed or not."

Six thousand! Lin Hu's vision darkened, this troop's strength was far less than he had imagined by ten thousand.

He had previously thought that the Revolutionary Army was weak by luck, even if he himself was defeated, it would be a war of attrition rather than a war of attrition. He planned to gather his troops when Xing Ning was at the center of the formation and then control the retreat path of the Student Army with all his might.

But now that he only had six thousand soldiers, and thinking back to the desperate energy that came from the Student Army, Lin Hu suddenly felt that Xing Ning was no longer safe. When he heard that the defeated soldiers were still pouring into the city, he was afraid that the Student Army would sneak in with him.

Huang Dinghua is now Xing Ning's City Guard Commander, upon hearing Lin Hu's order, he immediately guessed what Lin Hu was afraid of. He frowned and said: "Commander, there are a lot of soldiers that retreated, even if Student Army was mixed within, it would only be one or two. If we refuse to go through with it, the enemies will benefit more and the morale of the soldiers will plummet. "

Lin Hu found it hard to believe the advice of the defeated general, Huang Dinghua. His eyebrows swept across Huang Dinghua, revealing his dissatisfaction, and said coldly: "Our army has just been defeated, and the morale of the troops has been greatly reduced. Now the most important thing is to restore our morale, if the enemy really sneaks in, can you guarantee that we can take precautions?"

Huang Dinghua was speechless, how could he dare guarantee that he could defend against it, after all the battles in the battlefield were ever-changing, just like during the battle at the cotton lake, when the enemy headquarters was right in front of his eyes, he was surprised to find that a group of Student Army s had suddenly intervened and caused him to be defeated, he nodded his head, and did not dare say more: "This subordinate will immediately order the gates to be closed."

Lin Hu didn't even spare a glance at Huang Dinghua who had left. He focused on Huang Renhuan, compared to the First Brigade Huang Ye, Huang Renheng had been following him for the longest period of time and thus he trusted him the most. Furthermore, in the battle between the cotton lake s, Huang Renhuan could be said to have fought in circles. Lin Hu straightened his body, his eyes shining as he said to the two of them: "Xu Nan, Gao Cai, I will drag this on for a long time. I have been considering this for a long time, but in today's situation, it is not good for us to guard this place."

Huang Renheng and Huang Yanxing looked at each other; neither of them was too surprised.

He was well aware of what his superior was thinking. When he was retreating, he had already thought of a plan to defend Xing Ning at all costs, but after he calculated his losses after the battle, he had only flatly rejected this idea.

Before the battle with the cotton lake, he had recommended that Lin Hu avoid the sharp aura of the Student Army, and keep the retreat path of the Student Army. In less than half a month, no matter how strong the Student Army was, he would be defeated without a doubt.

Seeing that both of them had not said a word, Lin Hu started to speak: "Prime Minister Duan sent a telegram to support me in entering, although I have lost, the money and food and weapons promised by Prime Minister Duan are already on the way. We have not given up on Xing Ning because we are afraid of the Student Army, but rather, we need to preserve our strength."

The two of them nodded their heads. The two of them were not willing to defend Xing Ning with their lives, and if Lin Hu was willing to retreat, the two of them would rather die.

Seeing that the two of them did not object, Lin Hu sighed in his heart, how could he not understand the thoughts of the two of them? The way they said it sounded nice, they retreated from Xing Ning to preserve their strength, but the few of them knew in their hearts, they were afraid of him, and even if they gave him 10,000 troops, he was not sure if he would have the courage to defend Xing Ning.

Seeing Er Huang in front of him was dispirited, although Lin Hu greatly regretted their incompetence, in the end, they were still required to lead their troops. He spoke in a comforting tone, "Xu Nan, you are so talented. Victory and defeat was a common occurrence in war, one should not be discouraged by this defeat. The weapons and equipment of the Palace of the Nation will arrive soon, and in less than half a month, they will be able to make up for the losses in this battle.

Speaking till here, Lin Hu's face revealed a mysterious look, and he gave an explanation. Huang Renhuan listened attentively, and asked: "Commander, what is it?"

Lin Hu indicated for the two of them to come to the bed, and said softly: "Liu, Yang to return to Guangzhou."

This sentence was undoubtedly a heavyweight news, causing Huang Renhuan and Huang Ye to be extremely excited. Liu, Yang who was he referring to, no need for the two of them to think, this news spread far and wide in Huang Renhuan's mind. When he came back to his senses, he was overjoyed. Although he did not know what kind of agreement the commander had with Liu Zhenhuan of Guangzhou and Yang Ximin, but he knew that the Revolutionary Army would not be able to take care of their own matters.

Huang Yexing was surprised, he did not expect Lin Hu to still have such a trump card, the army of Yang Ximin and Liu Zhenhuan who stayed behind with Shi Long was only a hair's breadth away from Guangzhou.

Thinking about that, Huang Ye Xing smiled happily. He stretched out his thumb towards Lin Hu and praised him, "I didn't expect the commander to have another move. With this trump card, the situation in Guangdong will be set."

Huang Renhuan also nodded his head frequently, and agreed: "Now it seems that being in Student Army would benefit me. Even if I am unable to win, as long as my army can obstruct their retreat to Guangzhou, I will not be able to escape even if Student Army has three heads and six arms."

Lin Hu laughed heartily, the anger in his heart from being defeated disappeared by a lot. However, when he thought about the performance of the student army in the cotton lake battle, he said with a sigh: "Although I lost to such a valiant student army, but to have such a powerful army, it's really too much for me to bear. It's such a pity."

Huang Renhuan slowly nodded his head. As an opponent, he was well aware of the Student Army's fighting strength, but fortunately, in the battle of the cotton lake, the enemy troops under his command were only battalions, if he were to face one of the Student Army's regiment, the consequences would be unimaginable. He self-deprecatingly said: "Speaking of which, I am not afraid of your jokes. After capturing a prisoner in this battle, only then did we find out that the Student Army that my division is facing is less than a Battalion of troops. Sigh, a division against a battalion, if the Student Army really becomes an army one day, that would truly be unimaginable. "

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