"I have heard of the establishment of the Site Army. Even Pan Wenhua and Wu Ziyu, who have been with the general for the longest time, are just generals. How can I ask for the position of the Grand Marshal?" Although Zhang Xueliang's eyes were a little lonely, there was no resentment in his words.

Zhao Shouhong laughed: "How could I let Xueliang suffer grievance? The reason why I said this is because I hope to discuss with you whether I am willing to take over a different army."

"A different army?" Zhang Xueliang raised his head and waited for Zhao Shouhong's following.

Zhao Shouhong looked at Zhang Xueliang, then looked at Guo Songling and smiled: "The Queen of the Rakshasa Empire, Oliga, is my wife, and you should be very clear about this."

"Of course, this was also a grand event in Hualan that year. Everyone thought it was the most favorable evidence for the conquest of the Rakshasa Empire in the Western Special Administrative Region." Zhang Xueliang said.

Zhao Shouhong nodded and said, "I hope to use the Rakshasa Empire to restrain the Red League and use Luo to control Luo. I believe everyone can see that. But I guess no one knows that I have been secretly preparing an army for the Rakshasa Empire over the years."

"The Rakshasa Empire still has an army?" Zhang Xueliang and Guo Songling had never heard of such a secret, and they couldn't help but be surprised. In the eyes of people all over the world, the Rakshasa Empire had only one government in exile left, and it had no place to use it except as a political symbol. However, people all over the world were deceived by Zhao Shouhong. In a quiet moment, an army of the Rakshasa Empire had long been established.

Zhao Shouhong nodded and said, "Yes, there is an army. At the beginning, this army was composed of the Rakshasa remnants brought back by Brusilov and the Rakshasa army brought back by Denikin from the Smann Republic, and used the Rakshasa people in the country for expansion and training. Since Brusilov's death last year, the commanders of this army have become Denikin and Semenov. Now this Rakshasa restoration army has a scale of 200,000 people, and even tank troops and air forces."

"It's such a large scale?" Zhang Xueliang and Guo Songling both took a breath.

"Yes, but I can't completely believe that Denikin and Semenov are both ambitious people. So while I use military academy to brainwash and train lower-level officers of the Rakshasa Restoration Army, I hope to insert our own hands. I hope you can of course be the commander of this army. How about Empress Oliga named you the Grand Marshal of the Rakshasa Army?" Zhao Shouhong said his purpose with a smile.

"Me? But my military talent is not outstanding." Zhang Xueliang knew how much he was and felt a little embarrassed about such an appointment.

"I know this too, so I invite Guo Songling to be your deputy, and Empress Oliga will also appoint you as the marshal of the Rakshasa Empire." Zhao Shouhong looked at Guo Songling with a smile. Once such an old friend who has worked together for a long time, he will definitely give the Red Union a surprise once he joins the battle.

"Master General, have you ever considered the situation of us? After all, we are Hualan people. We suddenly joined the army of the Rakshasa Empire. Without our own foundation, it is difficult to completely control this team. Denikin and Xie Miaonov are likely to undermine us." Guo Songling thought very far-reachingly, and he would not trust the two Rakshasa generals too much.

"I certainly have considered this, so I plan to select two divisions in the Fengtian army as volunteer army and join the army of the Rakshasa Empire as your support. This army does not need to participate in the battle directly, but is just a guarantee for your exercise of power." Zhao Shouhong said: "Of course this situation is temporary. In the future, I will add more people to you as your power support until these volunteer soldiers are more than those of the Rakshasa clan."

"I don't understand why the Rakshasa people fought and made the Hualan Volunteer Army more than they did. Isn't this shed our own blood and seeking benefits for the Rakshasa people?" Zhang Xueliang asked.

Zhao Shouhong leaned over and said, "Have I said that the future volunteers will be Hualan people? You will know that at that time, and I guarantee that you will not suffer any losses."

"Okay, we believe that the general leader will do our job well and work hard for Hualan's strength." Zhang Xueliang and Guo Songling both expressed their opinions.

Zhao Shouhong nodded: "You will never regret today's decision. In the future, you will be one of the great figures in the revival of Hualan Kingdom, and your record will be famous in history."

The Fengtian army quickly accepted the adaptation. After being mixed with some garrison troops, they will set up new field troops. However, these adaptations will be carried out after the war, and the most important thing now is the war with Japan.

The battle in Incheon was still in a stalemate, but the doomsday of the Japanese army was not far away, and the initiator of all this was an experimental artillery regiment. After the Japanese army on Yuewei Island was completely wiped out, Lin Yurong took the initiative. Although the Japanese army on Yongzong Island was difficult to be eliminated, there was no possibility of escaping. Lin Yurong only carried out routine artillery bombardment every day and sent a large number of guard posts to monitor the coastal areas, waiting for the opponent's military rations to be consumed. Just as this situation continued until the third day, the newly established Fourth Special Artillery regiment of the Second Independent Artillery Division suddenly arrived at Incheon Port.

Zhao Zhangcheng, the captain of the Artillery Regiment, came to the command post personally and reported to Colonel Lin Yurong, the commander of the Second Garrison Division of Baikal.

"Hello Colonel Lin, I am Zhao Zhangcheng, the commander of the Fourth Special Artillery Regiment of the Independent Second Artillery Division. I will report to you at the order of Commander Cai." Zhao Zhangcheng met with him as a standard military salute. Although Zhao Zhangcheng belongs to the field troops that are higher than the garrison troops, the Site Army is a place where military ranks value. After all, Lin Yurong is one level higher than Zhao Zhangcheng, so he has to obey the other party's command.

Lin Yurong looked at the overly young artillery regiment commander curiously, and felt suspicious. He didn't understand why such a young man could rank at this high position. The current Site Army is not comparable to when it was first started. The army is full of talents, making it very difficult to improve. Most young people like Zhao Zhangcheng who have just left the military academy can only be a company commander.

Lin Yurong didn't know that this seemingly unknown Zhao Zhangcheng was very famous in history. As the artillery god in the Communist Party's army, he once saved the fate of the entire army with three mortar shells during the Long March.

In original history, Zhao Zhangcheng was a mortarist in Feng Yuxiang's northwest army. In 1931, he followed Dong Zhentang and others to participate in the Ningdu Uprising and was adapted into the Red Fifth Army. Although Zhao Zhangcheng was illiterate, he became an uneducated technical cadre because of his mortar artillery operation skills and was soon promoted to the battalion commander of the artillery battalion.
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