Lord Jiang Zhongyuan carried his saber and rushed toward the gap like a lion. Then, he saw a small group of figures at the gap and was stunned. The Liberation Army's artillery bombardment had washed the land, and the area where the Huai army had hidden their troops was also greatly damaged, not to mention the demonic heavy artillery. Everyone in the city felt a little dizzy and nauseous from the strong vibration. Jiang Zhongyuan did not expect that there would be people who could survive in the gap, or at least reach the gap so quickly.
"All of you, follow me!" Jiang Zhongyuan waved his saber, wanting them to follow him into battle.
Those figures disappeared in an instant, and the bullets whistled in response to Jiang Zhongyuan's orders.
The Anhui Inspector-General's yamen had become a camp for wounded soldiers, and the air was filled with the unique smell of human flesh and pus rotting. Jiang Zhongyuan did not force these people to fight to their deaths. It was unknown how much power the wounded soldiers could display on the battlefield, but the effect of affecting the morale of his own troops was not ordinary.
Even if they did not go to the hellish front line, the wounded soldiers were already in hell. There were no surgeries, no medicine, and not even clean gauze that was completely common in the Liberation Army. The festering wounds were painful, itchy, and feverish due to infection. The wounded soldiers moaned and screamed. Those who could not stand the pain and torture even howled, "Let me die! Do a good deed and give me a quick death! "
Although Liu Kunyi was in a single room, the screams could not stop coming in, making Liu Kunyi feel upset. The sound of gunfire outside was getting closer and closer, indicating that the Liberation Army had already entered the city. Liu Kunyi closed his eyes and really wanted to sleep. At most, he would die. It was not that Liu Kunyi had not killed people before, and he had already made a lot of money from the original cost.
Suddenly, screams came from the courtyard. "The Cantonese bandits are here!" "The Cantonese bandits are here!" The wounded soldiers' voices sounded extremely mournful, but Liu Kunyi did not even open his eyes. If they wanted to kill or scrape, then let them.
In the evening, Liu Kunyi was carried to a relatively spacious house. He struggled to open his eyes. Liu Kunyi felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar. The man asked, "Liu Kunyi, where did Jiang Zhongyuan go?"
This question made Liu Kunyi happy. Could it be that Jiang Zhongyuan had escaped? That would be great. Suppressing the joy in his heart, Liu Kunyi replied with a sneer, "How would I know where Marshal went? This answer is quite honest. Liu Kunyi really doesn't know. "
After asking around, he still couldn't find anyone who knew where Jiang Zhongyuan had gone. The staff officer had to go back and report to Lei Hu. Lei Hu didn't care too much. "How big of a wave can Jiang Zhongyuan make? He can't win the war alone. "
After that, Lei Hu turned around and said to the secretary of the military hospital beside him, "Secretary Zhou, don't worry. We will definitely cooperate with your work. There are so many wounded soldiers with festering wounds in the summer. You can use them however you want. We will definitely send more troops to protect the students in the military hospital. "
The training of doctors wasn't a simple matter. In the first three academies of the Liberation Army, the Military Academy, the Military Academy of Engineering, and the Military Medical Academy, military doctors had always been the most important. Doctors needed a lot of practice. During every war, students from the Medical Academy and the affiliated nursing academy would be sent to the frontline military hospitals. The military commission would always emphasize the safety of military doctors and nurses. Lei Hu had never dared to be negligent in the slightest. The graduates of the Military Medical Academy had at least a high school education. If the nursing academy wasn't as good, they had to be at least a middle school student. This was a talent that could only be taught after more than ten years of study.
After finishing all this work, Lei Hu called for a meeting. "Huoyang's situation is special. What should we do?"
Huoyang's special situation was the local encirclement. The Xiang Army had almost slaughtered all the people in the Huoyang area. The encirclement was organized with refugees from Henan as tenant farmers and landlords from Hunan as managers. The battle wasn't difficult, but the problem was how to deal with it.
"Kill all those with Hunan accents," the staff officer replied. Those people with Hunan accents were people who followed Ceng Guofan north from Hunan. These people were hardcore counter-revolutionaries. If they were really willing to drag out an ignoble existence, there was no reason for them to come to Huaibei.
"Can we use these people to lure the Xiang Army south?" Lei Hu proposed a plan.
"Kill them. Even if the Xiang Army goes south, will we let them go after we kill the Xiang Army? "the staff officer asked.
Lei Hu was speechless after hearing such a straightforward answer. Indeed, after eliminating the Xiang Army, would these Hunan landlords have a way to live?
"Keeping them for a while longer is just a waste of food. If we want to lure the Xiang Army, there's no need to let them stay. Send a few people to pass the message to the Xiang Army. The women and children will be enough. "The staff officer's attitude was very clear.
The other members of the Party Committee kept quiet. This was a problem that had to be discussed, but it wasn't something they were willing to interrupt. The members of the Party Committee only needed to vote. The final vote was very strange under Lei Hu's suggestion. "We'll let the Military Commission make the decision."
He had already made all kinds of preparations, but he threw the problem to the Military Commission. When the Party Committee heard this suggestion, they looked at Lei Hu with admiration. Lei Hu simply had nothing better to do.
Vézé was stunned when he received Xuzhou Military's suggestion. He didn't call for a Military Commission meeting, but a Politburo meeting. "It's time to settle the score!" With such a heavy tone, Wei Ze told the members of the Politburo about the recent matters that they had to deal with.
The lives of tens of thousands of counter-revolutionaries weren't a problem, but the remaining forces of the Manchu Qing Army had to be eliminated.
"Why do I feel that we haven't done this in the past?" Bi Qingshan asked.
"The enemies in the past have all run away." Wei Changrong replied, "When we fought to the south of Huaihe River, there wasn't any large-scale Qing Army. The Jiangnan Camp is a group of heavy smokers. They'll die if they don't smoke for a day. The hardcore counter-revolutionaries are only a few landlords and gentry. The stubborn landlords and gentry have also run to the north of Huaihe River. Now we really have to face those people. "
Bi Qingshan thought about it carefully. It was true. The continuous war in the south had mobilized all the landlords and gentry. Among them, they either joined the army and were killed, or they escaped. If they really carried out a large-scale massacre, it would be a very sporadic matter. There had never been a case where tens of thousands of people were killed in a county.
"If we really need to kill, then we will. Those people won't go with us anyway! "Bi Qingshan said firmly.
"We can't let Huoyang go to the north. We still have to clean it up when we reach Beijing. As for outside the border, there's no possibility of keeping anyone. I don't think there's a need to keep those landlords in Huoyang, but we can't let the army do it ourselves. We need to send someone there. "Vézé gave a suggestion.
"Why?" Bi Qingshan was a little surprised. The army was right next to Huoyang. They could just kill their way there. There was no need to send someone there.
Vézé looked at the political bureau and said slowly, "The army is used to fight the enemy. We can't use the army as a weapon to kill people. Cleaning up counter-revolutionaries is a political task. It should be handled by those in charge of party affairs! "
Many of the committee members didn't understand why Vézé wanted to do this. If there was an army inside, why did he need a party committee to do this? It was just that Vézé often came up with this problem and set up a new system. Everyone was used to it.
The meeting decided that Lei Hu and the others would wipe out the enemies in Huoyang. The captives would be captured and dealt with by the central government.
After the meeting, the head of the Organization Department, Wei Changrong, found Vézé. "Uncle, are you going to organize the party's troops?"
This question was so good that Vézé couldn't answer it for a moment. He did want to organize a special team, but he didn't think it was appropriate. The armed forces directly under the party were the East Depot, West Depot, and Jinyi Guards, but these organizations were troublesome.
The killing of the landlords was indeed a political event. Vézé didn't want to do it quietly, but he wanted to publicize it. The terror of revolution was very useful. This kind of bloody event could greatly boost the confidence of the revolutionaries, let the people know which way the wind was blowing, and let the enemy be scared out of their wits.
The Huoyang area was destined to kill tens of thousands of people. If there was no movement on both sides, killing tens of thousands of people quietly would be a complete disrespect. This was also a complete disrespect for the value of human beings.
He told his thoughts to Wei Changrong, and Wei Changrong laughed. "Uncle, I don't think what you said to your comrades is right. If you say what you think, they will come up with countless ways to kill."
Vézé didn't agree with Wei Changrong. He shook his head. "This is a political event, not a matter of who will satisfy my personal desire to kill. How many people actually treat this as a political issue? I don't have much confidence in this. If it's just to satisfy my orders, then I think these people can be spared! "
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