"What is the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, in essence, is a counter-revolutionary warlord. Not only did he not obey the orders of the military government to accept the reorganization, he also sent troops to occupy Ziliujing. He must suppress such reactionary warlords and will never tolerate them!" Lu Yongqiang shouted at the Luzhou Military and Political Joint Conference to send troops to encircle and suppress Wang Haoshan. The Salt Patrol Battalion was the guarantee of his rights, but now a battalion of troops has been annihilated by Wang Haoshan. How can he feel heartbroken and resentful?

Deputy Governor Wen Hanzhen looked at Lu Yongqiang who was jumping up and down with a smile: "The Salt Patrol Battalion, controlled by Lu, intends to send troops to encircle Wang Haoshan? If you persist, I don't think everyone will stop it."

The Luzhou military government is still extremely chaotic. After half a month of quarrel, all positions of the military government were compromised and allocated on the surface, but once the interests were met, they still competed for each other. The most obvious point is the distribution of military power. Yang Zhaorong appeared to be the deputy director of the Privy Council of the Luzhou Southern Sichuan Military Government, acting as Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Sichuan Military Government, but in fact he had no soldiers under him. Anyway, the troops were still firmly controlled by each army leader, and even the number of troops was not changed.

Nowadays, if you have a gun, you will be the King of Grass Heads. Deputy Governor Wen Hanzhen is naturally happy to see Lu Yongqiang send troops to encircle Wang Haoshan. No matter how victorious or defeated the Salt Patrol Battalion's strength will inevitably be greatly damaged.

Lu Yongqiang was also an old fox, and the clamor did not work, so he immediately changed his strategy: "Governor Liu, Commander Yang, the loss this time was indeed the troops of my Salt Patrol Battalion, but my Salt Patrol Battalion is also an army affiliated with the military government. Wang Haoshan fired a gun at the salt patrol battalion, that was to shoot at the military government. Could it be that the military government turned a blind eye to encourage the arrogance of such a counter-revolutionary warlord?"

The old fox Lu Yongqiang brought out the military government's sign to talk about the matter, and the military and political officials at the joint meeting could not be ignored, otherwise the southern Sichuan military government would be dead in name only.

"Don't be impatient with the Lu system, sending troops is not a trivial matter. Which unit to mobilize, how much troops to be dispatched, and how to solve the military expenditure are all problems." Governor Liu Chaowang leisurely picked up one difficult problem. He, a governor who was driven to the shelves, had no enthusiasm for this problem. On the contrary, he was secretly considering whether to send someone to win over Wang Haoshan.

Wang Haoshan was able to swallow hundreds of troops from the Salt Patrol Battalion, obviously his strength was not weak, but few people were willing to fight for their strength to chew this hard bone. In addition, how to solve the military expenditure of the troops, this problem alone probably would have to be endless, so a group of military and political officials said it was not appropriate to fight head-on.

The Deputy President of the Privy Council, Dai Nan, Commander-in-Chief of Sichuan, obviously did not agree with sending troops: "Didn't Wang Haoshan declare independence early and took the banner of revolution? It means he is still interested in revolution. I suggest sending someone to talk to him. As long as he is willing to accept the banner of the Southern Sichuan Military Government, what conditions are there to discuss. Our current enemy is Zhao Erfeng, the corrupt Qing Dynasty, and we should unite all forces that can be united."

Lu Yongqiang was stunned. Doesn’t this mean that his battalion of soldiers died in vain? The most important thing is that he must get the rich salt tax revenue in Ziliujing area, otherwise his salt patrol battalion would have to drink the northwest wind.

"I know Wang Haoshan very well. He is an ambitious warlord who is determined to grab territory and expand his troops. He will not be willing to accept the banner of the military government. If he doesn't take the opportunity to annihilate him now, he will probably force Luzhou in a short while!" Lu Yongqiang spared no effort to sell Wang Haoshan's threatening argument, but unfortunately not many people paid attention to it.

It is very difficult for a military government with complex forces to accomplish something. The heads and minds of various forces are afraid that they will suffer losses and let others get the advantage, and eventually they will die in disputes and internal strife.

The various powerful factions drooled at the salt tax in Ziliujing, but were worried that they and Wang Haoshan would be defeated by others and they would not move.

As for Yang Zhaorong and other members of the League, they care about joining forces with all parties in Sichuan to besiege Zhao Erfeng and completely destroy the corrupt Qing Dynasty. What is the relationship between one or two local warlords on Yongning Road? As long as they are not Zhao Erfeng's lackeys.

In this way, the strange military and political joint meeting held by the strange military government of Luzhou made a strange resolution to ignore Wang Haoshan's bold sending troops to occupy Ziliujing.

Everyone can ignore Wang Haoshan sent troops to occupy the Ziliujing area, but Lu Yongqiang cannot ignore it, because it is the most important source of finance and taxation for the Salt Patrol Battalion. If the Ziliujing area is not robbed back, he will soon have no money to make a noise to the Patrol Battalion. The future of the entire Salt Patrol Battalion mutiny due to shortage of wages can almost be seen.

Therefore, Lu Yongqiang didn't care about preserving his strength. After the military and political joint meeting ended, he kept calling a group of confidants from the patrol battalion to discuss.

"Sir, since the turtle sons are hiding aside and watching us joke, then our patrol battalion will send troops on its own. Wang Haoshan just took advantage of the situation where Feng Guan led them to attack. It's nothing great! As long as you give an order, I will take the brothers of Zuoying to deal with Wang Haoshan's turtle son!" Liu Wu, the Zuoying manager of the Salt Patrol Battalion, was Lu Yongqiang's confidant for many years, and took the initiative to stand up and express his opinion.

Of course, the officers of these patrol battalions were very clear about the importance of the salt tax in the Ziliujing area and the officers of these patrol battalions, and expressed their willingness to lead their troops to wipe out Wang Haoshan and regain control of the Ziliujing area.

Lu Yongqiang did not feel relieved because of the request for battle by his confidant officers, and still frowned: "I ask you to send someone to investigate the situation of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army. How did you do it? How did the Right Battalion in Ziliujing be taken down by them? Even if it was a sneak attack, it would be impossible to use a thousand-man army expanded by a hundred men from Wang Haoshan, which had complete guns and equipped two machine guns."

"Father." Lu Feng stood up and answered Lu Yongqiang's question, "I arranged for someone to go to Fushun and Ziliujing to inquire. The news came back that Wang Haoshan bought a thousand new Hanyang-made and 200,000 bullets from somewhere. The recruits already had one Hanyang-made. They had many people and guns, and they attacked while the brothers of the Right Camp were sleeping at dawn. Guan Feng took them to organize defense and the camp failed."

"How is this possible? A thousand brand new Hanyang fabrics? Even in Hanyang, it is impossible to buy a thousand brand new Hanyang fabrics at one time, let alone here!" Liu Wu looked in disbelief.

Lu Feng was also reluctant to believe it, but he still said helplessly: "I don't believe it either, but the people I sent said that he pretended to deliver vegetables and sneaked into the southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army camp and saw with his own eyes that the soldiers of the southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army did have a brand new Hanyang building."

"That's how I can't underestimate Wang Haoshan." Lu Yongqiang pondered for a while, his eyes suddenly swelled up, and he slapped the table. "Then open our reserve warehouse and move out the three electric guns and two small hill cannons in the warehouse, use all the ammunition, and 1,500 people from Zuoying, Zhongying and Logistics Battalion were dispatched to annihilate Wang Haoshan's southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army with the force of Mount Tai!"

This is a situation where all the patrol battalions are to be destroyed. Lu Feng and Liu Wu and other officers of the salt patrol battalions were shocked. They really didn't expect that Lu Yongqiang was so courageous, he was like a red-eyed gambler who was fighting hard to defeat all his wealth.

"Father, is this too risky? What if..." Lu Feng was worried that if he lost this battle, he would probably have no place for their Lu family to establish himself in Luzhou.

Lu Yongqiang waved his hand: "If there is no case, if you can't get back the salt tax income from Ziliujing, the salt patrol battalion will be ruined. What's the difference between dying early and late? It's better to do your best to fight. I don't believe that the mob of more than a thousand people in Wang Haoshan can withstand our full strength!"

I have to say that Jiang is still old, and it is not a lucky chance that Lu Yongqiang can reach his current position. He knows when to compromise, when to be tough, and when to fight to the death. Although he is more like politicians than soldiers, this is a typical soldier in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China.

After Lu Yongqiang issued the order, all the salt patrol battalions in Luzhou City started to move. Soon, other forces in Luzhou learned about the news, but they all watched the progress of the situation tacitly, and secretly prepared to pick them up if there was a bargain.

Although the combat effectiveness of the Salt Patrol Battalion is not as good as that of the new troops in each town, because the salt tax is rich, the firearms and soldiers are still intact, which is much better than the ordinary patrol battalion and green camp.

Lu Yongqiang did not hide it, nor could he hide the news of his dispatch of troops, so the news of the Salt Patrol Battalion sending 1,500 troops from Luzhou quickly reached Ziliujing.

The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army had just experienced a bad battle. Of course, this was not a bad battle in Wang Mo's eyes. At best, it was a failed raid, but because there were too many new recruits, more than 200 casualties were killed and killed. Now Lu Yongqiang suddenly used 1,500 troops to press over with the force of Mount Tai, and I'm afraid the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army would be difficult to resist.

Even though the three battalions commanders of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army were all in the army for many years, they were inevitably pessimistic about this battle.

"Why, I'm so scared? I heard that Lu Yongqiang's turtle son was so scared that he wet his pants?" Wang Haoshan was very dissatisfied with the reaction of the three battalion commanders, although he still understood it in his heart.

"Master General, even if we fight hard this time, I'm afraid we won't be able to get it. Their troops are not only close to both sides of ours, but I heard that Lu Yongqiang also brought out all the electric guns and artillery in the Salt Patrol Warehouse. How can we fight this battle?" Ge Changchun said with a bitter face.

Hao Gang, a former general, was also frowning: "Just as our new recruits, they would be frightened and dispersed after a few electric guns and a few mountain guns."

"Aren't it just a few Maxim machine guns and a few small mountain cannons? As long as I have money, I can get all kinds of light and heavy machine guns and artillery of various calibers. If I don't have the advantage of military strength, I will use the advantage of firepower to make up for it!" Wang Mo expressed his disdain for the pitiful Maxim machine guns and small mountain cannons of the Salt Patrol Battalion.
Chapter completed!