Age of Conquest Reborn

After saying these words, Zhao Yuhe stood up and left without looking at Molotov. Tang Qiuli suppressed his laughter, got up and walked out side by side with Zhao Yuhe. Shanhu was already filled with joy.

, "Chief of Staff Zhao is really good at acting. That score is even bigger than Xiao Qiu's. You have to cooperate!"

Shanhu stepped forward boldly and said: "The car is outside, please!" Although he said "please", he didn't mean to be polite at all. His eyes were gleaming, and he almost pulled Molotov away on the spot.

stand up.

Molotov was completely confused. Looking at Tang Qiuli and Zhao Yuhe walking further and further away, he knew that once these two people left, there would be no possibility of negotiation anymore, regardless of the performance of General Zhao just now.

, how clumsy, but the unavoidable fact is that the independent division troops attacked the Soviet army with only one thought, "General Tang, General Zhao! - Please stay, we can still sit down and negotiate!" He said anxiously

He shouted, fearing that the two of them would never return.

Zhao Yuhe's face changed and he was about to stop. In fact, he was not walking very fast. Tang Qiuli on the side glared at him fiercely and kept walking. Zhao Yuhe grinned, "General Tang, Zhao

General, I can agree to your terms!" Molotov almost shouted these words. After shouting, his body went limp, his eyesight turned black, and he slumped down on the chair, all the bones in his body were bruised.

Just take it away.

These few words had an effect. Zhao Yuhe stopped and glanced at the teacher next to him. Tang Qiuli had a playful smile on his lips and nodded imperceptibly. Zhao Yuhe's smile could not be concealed.

He turned around slowly and said: "Did I hear you right? Mr. Molotov agreed to the conditions we proposed? But don't force it. I am a person who hates to see others being embarrassed the most!"

"

Molotov almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He didn't even have the strength to express his anger. He said feebly: "Yes. I agree to your conditions. However, the matter is very important and involves the territorial issue of the Soviet Union. I

Moscow must be consulted,

General Zhao, can I give you a clear answer before ten o'clock tomorrow morning?" He was almost begging, but he really couldn't make the decision to cede so much land at once. Without Comrade Stalin's nod,

It's impossible.

Zhao Yuhe's tone became gentler, "Mr. Molotov, don't be in a hurry, please consider it carefully. We don't care if it takes three to five days. We have enough patience to wait for your reply!"

Today, the Soviet negotiating delegation will stay here and have a good rest. I will instruct the kitchen to prepare a table of authentic Russian dishes for them. Say goodbye!" He said very gentlemanly, polite and polite.

With considerate care.

Under the leadership of Tang Qiuli, all the personnel of the independent division had left. Only a few dejected Soviets were left in the room. The bright sunshine in the afternoon of May in Outer Mongolia shone into the room, making them pale and pale.

With a sallow complexion, "Plop!" - Molotov, who was sitting on the chair, couldn't bear it any longer. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, showing a miserable mist of blood in the sunlight.

"Comrade Molotov——! Several attachés and guards rushed over with a cry of surprise, and a mouthful of blood appeared. Molotov felt better, and waved his hands feebly to stop the panic of the attachés and guards.

"Comrade Molotov, do we really agree to such greedy and unreasonable conditions from the Chinese?" an attaché asked angrily.

Molotov was not even in the mood to scold him as a pig. "Immediately send a telegram to Comrade Stalin to explain everything that happened in Kulun. In addition, in the telegram, it is important to explain that the troops of the Independent Division are in a position to attack at any time."

Therefore, I suggest that Comrade Stalin and the Politburo carefully consider the harsh conditions proposed by Tang Qiuli, and do not let anger destroy our reason. Now is not the time for us to be angry!"

After giving the instructions, Molotov seemed to have exhausted all his energy. Molotov's thinking fell into a state of disorder, "The Soviet Union still can't escape the Chinese. The 85th East Longitude Line is another line.

But more than a year ago, the Chinese also drew a line on the Indian continent and cut off nearly half of the Indian continent from the British. Unexpectedly, such a fate would fall on the Soviet Union!

"He thought sadly.

I remember that at that time, I discussed this matter with Comrade Stalin. In his words, he ridiculed the British and laughed at the British for their incompetence. They could not even keep the cake in their hands. Who knows, more than a year later, the same

The fate of the Soviet Union fell on the Soviet Union. Now it seems that it is nothing more than a joke at fifty steps and a hundred steps at a time.

Molotov opened his heavy eyelids, and the sunlight outside the window slanted to the west, reflecting his sallow face, "The sun is fading! - Could it be that this is the future destiny of the Soviet Union!" In an instant, a sad emotion filled his face.

His troubled heart.

Returning to the headquarters, as soon as he entered Tang Qiuli's office, Shan Hu stretched out his thumb towards Zhao Yuhe and said: "Chief of Staff, you are really there. I even beat and scare you. I didn't realize that you are still like this."

There are so many twists and turns!”

Zhao Yuhe smiled and replied: "It's rare. Captain Huang never admires others. This is also a strategy. The division commander was worried that if it took a long time, the Soviet Far East Front Army was killed by the Japanese army, and the other two Soviet armies

Troops were harassed by the Japanese army

Stalin was entangled in the Far East. Stalin gave up Moscow and withdrew all European troops to the east of the Ural Mountains. It would be very troublesome for us to deal with it. That's why Molotov was killed.

A strong dose of medicine!”

What Zhao Yuhe said was another worry of Tang Qiuli. If Stalin really did this, although his vitality would be severely damaged and he would not be able to pose a sufficient threat to the independent division troops, Tang Qiuli's main target in the next step would be

It was the Japanese army in the Far East, and Stalin, who harbored resentment, was behind it. After all, it was an uncertain factor. If Stalin stabbed him in the back during a fierce battle with the Japanese army, he would be in big trouble.

With Stalin's character and consistent approach, he was able to shake hands with the Japanese and make peace with the Japanese. It was not impossible to jointly deal with the independent division troops. In the face of interests, enemies could also become allies. According to Tang Qiuli's estimation, Stalin hated

Compare yourself

He hates the Japanese even more, so he forces the Soviets to sign a negotiation agreement as soon as possible to prevent unexpected changes. The battlefield in the Far East is complicated and ever-changing. No one dares to say that Tang Qiuli, who has lived in two generations, can accurately grasp every step.

Nope either.

Everyone burst into laughter, and Tang Qiuli said to Zhao Yuhe: "Yuhe, please send a telegram to Deputy Commander Liu immediately. The North China Field Corps and Niangziguan Garrison Corps in the Far East are immediately ready to evacuate the battlefield in the Far East and return to the western Liaoning region.

Preparations for the Jinzhou front line, please note that evacuation must wait for orders from the division headquarters before taking action, and pay attention to concealed whereabouts!"

"In addition, order Sun Zhenbang's Outer Mongolia Field Corps to immediately leave Kulun and march to the eastern region of Outer Mongolia to stand by! Order the troops directly under the Ural Mountains and Tangnu Mountains to wait for orders from the division commander and prepare to march to the Far East.

Likewise, pay attention to your hidden whereabouts!"

"Commander, do you think the Soviets will agree to our conditions?" Zhao Yuhe asked slightly surprised. Although all the efforts were done, the piece of flesh cut off from the Soviets was really too big.

When it got older, it was normal for the Soviet people to have painful hesitations and psychological struggles for a few days.

Tang Qiuli smiled coldly and said: "Stalin had no choice. The Soviet Far East Front Army was in danger, and the whole army could be annihilated at any time. The Soviet troops returning to support did not dare to let go because they were worried that we would attack behind his back.

Break through the Japanese blockade and delay

The longer the time goes by, the more dangerous the war situation in the Far East will become. Stalin understands this better than anyone else. He is not confused. Once Zhukov's troops are completely wiped out, the two Soviet front armies returning to support will not be able to escape. Zai Ren holds the remaining power of victory.

, will not let go of such an opportunity!”

"The battle in the Far East will continue for some time. Even if Zhukov breaks through and we get out of the way, the Japanese and Soviet troops will still be fighting for a few more days. These few days are the best time for us to adjust our deployment.

, the Japanese army led by Zai Ren has just finished a bloody battle with the Soviet army, and its strength will inevitably be greatly damaged. That is when we take action against the Japanese!"

Zhao Yuhe understood that the division commander had determined the time to attack the Japanese army. What was strange was that this was obviously the division commander's plan. Moreover, Zhao Yuhe could conclude that both Stalin and Prince Zai Ren could

We can see this, but the Soviets and the Japanese are helpless. If they use their strategies to this extent, they should be so proficient that they are almost evil, right?

The night is dark, and the streets and alleys of Moscow have lost their former bustle. Even the street lights on the streets have become much dim. Although the war is still far away from Moscow, the streets of Moscow are filled with an air of uneasiness.

, just today during the day, a German bomber formation bombed Moscow for the first time. Although the losses were not large, the citizens of Moscow experienced for the first time the dark clouds of war that were already hanging over their heads.

In the Kremlin, the office of Stalin, General Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, Chairman of the Council of Ministers of the Soviet Union, and Commander-in-Chief of the Supreme Command of the Soviet Union, was brightly lit. Big bosses from all walks of life in the Soviet party, government, and military, and members of the Politburo were all summoned here urgently, just for a

An urgent message from Kulun, Outer Mongolia.

Dozens of people crowded into Stalin's office, making the huge room seem a bit crowded. Stalin sat on a high-backed chair with a rather ugly face, smoking his pipe fiercely without saying a word, and the light blue smoke lingered in ever-changing

On his livid face.

Just now, the secretary read out Molotov's call, which resounded like a huge thunder in the hearts of all the officials. Then, everyone fell silent, and a solid atmosphere filled the air.

to every corner.

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