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September 1924
The city had been the first real city the cadre had exercised power in as approaching a government... they'd moved here ... into western Zhili leaving the old offices in Tietsin when the Old Dynasty had still been in power.
Yuan Shikai had not minded, especially during the White Wolf rebellion and that tacit endorsement of that pre revolution status quo had lead to it being accepted prima facie after the President's death. In short Cao Kun had remained dujun of Zhili de jure, but everyone in the north accepted that there was Western... interior Zhili now, and a Eastern 'coastal' Zhili for which Cao administered from officially Tiestin but more realistically from his offices, or even his personal residence, in Peking. That had continued really until the end of the decade when Duan then executive had more formally recognized Western Zhili as more properly its own province, and Cao had gone along with it almost passively.
The official rationale by both men and their offices was that it was an internal... familial matter within the beiyang... much like the current crisis might otherwise have been styled.
"Zhang has formally denounced the Zhili clique," Allen nodded to Waite's announcement even if the announcement was wholly formal report...everyone already knew it. The telegram had gone out.. and it was a declaration of war. It didn't matter that Zhang's denunciations had been boilerplate, and that was probably why, "The legations don't think it matters."
"Are they expecting a repeat of last time then?"
"maybe, some of them probably." Waite answered Carter. "Zhang didn't say anything new in terms of grievances." And as a result Peking was still a bit laggard when it came to moving, which now definitely seemed like a mistake. There were concerns already in the paper, in Xian's papers, about the safety of people living in Western Zhili, and there was a big holiday coming up which any fighting threatened to spoil.
"Do you think him not saying anything new is intentional?"
Allen doubted it, and Waite shook his head, "Doubtful," He answered, "I don't think Zhang thinks he needs to say anything more to justify what he's about to do." In truth the whole scuffle over who or rather which provincial dujun should administer Shanghai was an excuse... a justification to revisit existing old grievances. Anhui was a buffer in the political machine of the beiyang but one with still social sway.
"what about Bell cabling Washington?"
But the telegrams from Tietsin to the Secretary of State weren't going to do anything, just as telegrams from Cunningham in Shanghai weren't going to be able to manage anything. "Other than him expecting Chekiang and Kiangsu to be the match to the powder? We know Woosung," the forts nominally protecting Shanghai "were attacked by ships that left Nanking and Foochow." But that went to how up in the air things could be."
"I want you to," Well Carter's section, "To keep reading," Great,"Northern's telegrams," He stated... technically the gendarmes was reading all the telegrams going out through Tietsin's cables, but Bell had selected Great Northern as his communication company of choice believing them least likely to be subject to censorship. "You're also to reiterate to the charge d'affairs he should expect reports of the activity of the army, including of the reports of aircraft."
Bell would likely wring his hands, but no more than what he was already doing over the possibility of Nanking's ships exchanging, further, fire with the Forts at Woosung. Or rather he was concerned what a full scale naval battle in shanghai harbor might yield in terms of bystanders in the proximity. "Do I tell him accurately what we have on standby? The boys ready to go up and over?"
Waite and Allen regarded each other. "Give him the ballpark estimate, if he knows better we'll find out when he sends Washington the update, but forty thousand men, is accurate enough." Even if it didn't count 2nd Division or the Reserves in the second line of the corp standing back further down the rail line. "With Bell, and anyone," Else, "Not familiar with the situation it will downplay our position. Make them less likely to consider it."
Young Carter swung off heading for a train that would still run, and take him to the American Legation, and to the trunk of telecommunications which carried word from North China across the sea to the United States, and left the two engineers alone in the room with maps and papers listing ammunition stores, and counts of victuals. "We should convene the staff tonight."
"I agree." Waite replied after a minute. "Zhang is going to try and let his boy coordinate his planes and Renaults in a coordinated attack, if it works well... it'd be an impressive show. I don't personally think his tanks have it, but even if they're just mobile pill boxes thats still a nasty surprise for infantry." Zhang and Cao had both increased the number of machine guns in their best troops... but Cao was short on funds, and also inherently, institutionally conservative on organization.
"Shan has distributed the brigade, do you know what our 20mm," The autocannon mounted in the Assault Company's fighting vehicle's turret, "will do to an FT?"
"Bad things." Waite replied sardonically, then with a more professional demeanor, "Lets say Zhang the younger does confront our mounted troops, whether thats the dragoons or your civil affairs I'm not sure that the frontal armor on a Renault would stop the first round, it certainly wouldn't take several of them head on. In that firepower has outclassed defense." He paused, "Admittedly the FT is an old tank, I doubt his Italian models are different armor wise, but they're also not his only tanks, and those new tanks he's gotten from Vickers, they might survive better... but his apparent interest in the Mark 1," The bigger Vickers offering that had been shown off in the spring, "has yet to amount to a purchase. Our fellow in London says thats because he wants to make them domestically." Which would probably mean Vickers, some Japanese firm and Manchuria getting together and working something out... that probably wasn't going to happen until this settled, and there was money for it. "That presupposed Little Zhang takes a swing at our cavalry."
Which there wasn't evidence he would... "He might not. We are threading a fine line." And Zhang's rhetoric danced around picking a fight with anyone unintentionally. The first couple telegrams last month had been careful in their wording and mostly about old grievances with Wu Peifu. "But we can also be confident that if Wu was going to take that bait and launch an attack in response it would have happened already." In other words Cao Kun wasn't going to be on the offensive. The Zhili Clique intended to hold and defend its ground, which could have given it an advantage by not needing to move troops cross country... maybe that had been Wu's argument that it would cost less, force the enemy to exert themselves and then let Zhili leverage its larger manpower reserve to stop its northern neighbor.
The two generals stepped out of the planning room, past the men posted at the door, and stopped only long enough at the mess to grab coffee. It was ninety percent humidity, the mercury read it as about eighty something. Troopers in black from the Gendarmes 1st stood around combat cars with colt browning fitted on pintle mounted carriers.
The Beiyang military academy at Baoding was metaphorically within spitting distance. Last time Baoding had been a potential concern... and further back, before that in 1917 Waite had sighted his brigade of artillery, and watched the city from a hillside view on a July morning.
1stRifle Division's junior most Regiment had already moved over the river north of the city.... not that that was hard Baoding was a quick train ride north, so there was already a good bridge that allowed the troops to cross. That was where things became complicated with where the legal borders were... with Cao Kun, with Duan Qirui it had never been an issue. Baoding was 'eastern zhili', never mind that it was well in land... and Zhengzhou well to the south was 'Western Zhili'. Allen took a pull from the coffee, looked at the parked vehicles, men coming back from late morning pt runs. "Lu is supposedly going to start fighting on Thursday, is that it?"
Waite shrugged, because the truth was Kiangsu had been shooting at the other side and the other side had been shooting back for a week now. Small skirmishes... clashes in the street, some of not even with guns, brawls and wrestling in the streets of villages where authority was disputed. "Zhang's denouncement is probably the closest we're going to get to a declaration of war on Cao Kun. Either he does something."
Or he doesn't.
Japan's minister had said he was trying to get Zhang back to the table... but the problem with circular telegrams going around was they invited responses from other gentlemen... and Wu had responded on more than one occasion. Zhili and Fengtien had officers both stirring the pot now, even if it had been strictly local commanders in the south...the dispute over who should administer Shanghai, "I'm not comfortable not throwing up some kind of blocking force on the railway north." Which would look very much like Xian was siding with Cao without actually declaring for him."
"Our 15 cm field guns were within range of the city when the pony tail general put Puyi back on the throne, you want me to move those," He jerked his head to the new 'New Service Standards' the 155mm caliber 39, "Up. Three rounds a minute," In the rapid fire that doctrine prescribed before accessing effectiveness, " nearly twenty miles of range anything stupid enough to stand in the open gets what they get."
That was the other advantage. Two divisions and troops from supporting brigades across a narrow defensive frontage maximized their fighting power by a weight in artillery and logistics to keep fighting. If Zhang broke out into the north china plain and moved south he'd be on basically open farmland, out in the open... much as Zhu had been before he'd fallen back into Baoding proper in 1917.
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Notes: I personally, having recently reread the primary sources i have access to (mostly telegrams) suspect the last stop before Fengtien Zhili was unavoidable was actually probably back in May or possibly even July Zhang used the excuse of the conflict (kiangsu) over Shanghai as the reason for war, but he also laid out a long list of other grievances... yes a few days after this snippet is set he calls for a conference to confirm he has the political support from his officers... but by spring of1924 he knew was going to war, and by summer he was committed and the only potential way to stop that was if something had derailed that.
Japan tried to get Zhang to back off, and for there to be a conference ove r Shanghai, but Shanghai was ultimately an excuse. Zhang wanted a rematch against Wu to rehabilitate or vindicate his reputation as a general, and ultimately Feng switching sides didn't accomplish that... but we will get to that later.
Here, Xian isbasically reiterating... functionally all of its territorial gains since Duan Qirui came to power as premier during WW1. It perceives a need to reiterate where its territorial boundaries, where territorial integrity lies. But, and this is the problem, Zhang honestly likely has no actual quarrel with Xian here, Manchuria as apolitical entity doesn't care... Zhang thinks its his turn to have Cao Kun's job, and he has a grudge against Wu Peifu, he doesn't care about Duan Qirui or Sun Yat-sen in this (his nominal allies), this is primarily basically a school yard scuffle writ large to him. This is in many respects a feudal conflict with modern weapons. [Xian / the cadre don't have a solution to answering how to stop that from being a problem because so much of the bureacracy even in the beiyang is based on direct patronage and local military strength]
The city had been the first real city the cadre had exercised power in as approaching a government... they'd moved here ... into western Zhili leaving the old offices in Tietsin when the Old Dynasty had still been in power.
Yuan Shikai had not minded, especially during the White Wolf rebellion and that tacit endorsement of that pre revolution status quo had lead to it being accepted prima facie after the President's death. In short Cao Kun had remained dujun of Zhili de jure, but everyone in the north accepted that there was Western... interior Zhili now, and a Eastern 'coastal' Zhili for which Cao administered from officially Tiestin but more realistically from his offices, or even his personal residence, in Peking. That had continued really until the end of the decade when Duan then executive had more formally recognized Western Zhili as more properly its own province, and Cao had gone along with it almost passively.
The official rationale by both men and their offices was that it was an internal... familial matter within the beiyang... much like the current crisis might otherwise have been styled.
"Zhang has formally denounced the Zhili clique," Allen nodded to Waite's announcement even if the announcement was wholly formal report...everyone already knew it. The telegram had gone out.. and it was a declaration of war. It didn't matter that Zhang's denunciations had been boilerplate, and that was probably why, "The legations don't think it matters."
"Are they expecting a repeat of last time then?"
"maybe, some of them probably." Waite answered Carter. "Zhang didn't say anything new in terms of grievances." And as a result Peking was still a bit laggard when it came to moving, which now definitely seemed like a mistake. There were concerns already in the paper, in Xian's papers, about the safety of people living in Western Zhili, and there was a big holiday coming up which any fighting threatened to spoil.
"Do you think him not saying anything new is intentional?"
Allen doubted it, and Waite shook his head, "Doubtful," He answered, "I don't think Zhang thinks he needs to say anything more to justify what he's about to do." In truth the whole scuffle over who or rather which provincial dujun should administer Shanghai was an excuse... a justification to revisit existing old grievances. Anhui was a buffer in the political machine of the beiyang but one with still social sway.
"what about Bell cabling Washington?"
But the telegrams from Tietsin to the Secretary of State weren't going to do anything, just as telegrams from Cunningham in Shanghai weren't going to be able to manage anything. "Other than him expecting Chekiang and Kiangsu to be the match to the powder? We know Woosung," the forts nominally protecting Shanghai "were attacked by ships that left Nanking and Foochow." But that went to how up in the air things could be."
"I want you to," Well Carter's section, "To keep reading," Great,"Northern's telegrams," He stated... technically the gendarmes was reading all the telegrams going out through Tietsin's cables, but Bell had selected Great Northern as his communication company of choice believing them least likely to be subject to censorship. "You're also to reiterate to the charge d'affairs he should expect reports of the activity of the army, including of the reports of aircraft."
Bell would likely wring his hands, but no more than what he was already doing over the possibility of Nanking's ships exchanging, further, fire with the Forts at Woosung. Or rather he was concerned what a full scale naval battle in shanghai harbor might yield in terms of bystanders in the proximity. "Do I tell him accurately what we have on standby? The boys ready to go up and over?"
Waite and Allen regarded each other. "Give him the ballpark estimate, if he knows better we'll find out when he sends Washington the update, but forty thousand men, is accurate enough." Even if it didn't count 2nd Division or the Reserves in the second line of the corp standing back further down the rail line. "With Bell, and anyone," Else, "Not familiar with the situation it will downplay our position. Make them less likely to consider it."
Young Carter swung off heading for a train that would still run, and take him to the American Legation, and to the trunk of telecommunications which carried word from North China across the sea to the United States, and left the two engineers alone in the room with maps and papers listing ammunition stores, and counts of victuals. "We should convene the staff tonight."
"I agree." Waite replied after a minute. "Zhang is going to try and let his boy coordinate his planes and Renaults in a coordinated attack, if it works well... it'd be an impressive show. I don't personally think his tanks have it, but even if they're just mobile pill boxes thats still a nasty surprise for infantry." Zhang and Cao had both increased the number of machine guns in their best troops... but Cao was short on funds, and also inherently, institutionally conservative on organization.
"Shan has distributed the brigade, do you know what our 20mm," The autocannon mounted in the Assault Company's fighting vehicle's turret, "will do to an FT?"
"Bad things." Waite replied sardonically, then with a more professional demeanor, "Lets say Zhang the younger does confront our mounted troops, whether thats the dragoons or your civil affairs I'm not sure that the frontal armor on a Renault would stop the first round, it certainly wouldn't take several of them head on. In that firepower has outclassed defense." He paused, "Admittedly the FT is an old tank, I doubt his Italian models are different armor wise, but they're also not his only tanks, and those new tanks he's gotten from Vickers, they might survive better... but his apparent interest in the Mark 1," The bigger Vickers offering that had been shown off in the spring, "has yet to amount to a purchase. Our fellow in London says thats because he wants to make them domestically." Which would probably mean Vickers, some Japanese firm and Manchuria getting together and working something out... that probably wasn't going to happen until this settled, and there was money for it. "That presupposed Little Zhang takes a swing at our cavalry."
Which there wasn't evidence he would... "He might not. We are threading a fine line." And Zhang's rhetoric danced around picking a fight with anyone unintentionally. The first couple telegrams last month had been careful in their wording and mostly about old grievances with Wu Peifu. "But we can also be confident that if Wu was going to take that bait and launch an attack in response it would have happened already." In other words Cao Kun wasn't going to be on the offensive. The Zhili Clique intended to hold and defend its ground, which could have given it an advantage by not needing to move troops cross country... maybe that had been Wu's argument that it would cost less, force the enemy to exert themselves and then let Zhili leverage its larger manpower reserve to stop its northern neighbor.
The two generals stepped out of the planning room, past the men posted at the door, and stopped only long enough at the mess to grab coffee. It was ninety percent humidity, the mercury read it as about eighty something. Troopers in black from the Gendarmes 1st stood around combat cars with colt browning fitted on pintle mounted carriers.
The Beiyang military academy at Baoding was metaphorically within spitting distance. Last time Baoding had been a potential concern... and further back, before that in 1917 Waite had sighted his brigade of artillery, and watched the city from a hillside view on a July morning.
1stRifle Division's junior most Regiment had already moved over the river north of the city.... not that that was hard Baoding was a quick train ride north, so there was already a good bridge that allowed the troops to cross. That was where things became complicated with where the legal borders were... with Cao Kun, with Duan Qirui it had never been an issue. Baoding was 'eastern zhili', never mind that it was well in land... and Zhengzhou well to the south was 'Western Zhili'. Allen took a pull from the coffee, looked at the parked vehicles, men coming back from late morning pt runs. "Lu is supposedly going to start fighting on Thursday, is that it?"
Waite shrugged, because the truth was Kiangsu had been shooting at the other side and the other side had been shooting back for a week now. Small skirmishes... clashes in the street, some of not even with guns, brawls and wrestling in the streets of villages where authority was disputed. "Zhang's denouncement is probably the closest we're going to get to a declaration of war on Cao Kun. Either he does something."
Or he doesn't.
Japan's minister had said he was trying to get Zhang back to the table... but the problem with circular telegrams going around was they invited responses from other gentlemen... and Wu had responded on more than one occasion. Zhili and Fengtien had officers both stirring the pot now, even if it had been strictly local commanders in the south...the dispute over who should administer Shanghai, "I'm not comfortable not throwing up some kind of blocking force on the railway north." Which would look very much like Xian was siding with Cao without actually declaring for him."
"Our 15 cm field guns were within range of the city when the pony tail general put Puyi back on the throne, you want me to move those," He jerked his head to the new 'New Service Standards' the 155mm caliber 39, "Up. Three rounds a minute," In the rapid fire that doctrine prescribed before accessing effectiveness, " nearly twenty miles of range anything stupid enough to stand in the open gets what they get."
That was the other advantage. Two divisions and troops from supporting brigades across a narrow defensive frontage maximized their fighting power by a weight in artillery and logistics to keep fighting. If Zhang broke out into the north china plain and moved south he'd be on basically open farmland, out in the open... much as Zhu had been before he'd fallen back into Baoding proper in 1917.
--
Notes: I personally, having recently reread the primary sources i have access to (mostly telegrams) suspect the last stop before Fengtien Zhili was unavoidable was actually probably back in May or possibly even July Zhang used the excuse of the conflict (kiangsu) over Shanghai as the reason for war, but he also laid out a long list of other grievances... yes a few days after this snippet is set he calls for a conference to confirm he has the political support from his officers... but by spring of1924 he knew was going to war, and by summer he was committed and the only potential way to stop that was if something had derailed that.
Japan tried to get Zhang to back off, and for there to be a conference ove r Shanghai, but Shanghai was ultimately an excuse. Zhang wanted a rematch against Wu to rehabilitate or vindicate his reputation as a general, and ultimately Feng switching sides didn't accomplish that... but we will get to that later.
Here, Xian isbasically reiterating... functionally all of its territorial gains since Duan Qirui came to power as premier during WW1. It perceives a need to reiterate where its territorial boundaries, where territorial integrity lies. But, and this is the problem, Zhang honestly likely has no actual quarrel with Xian here, Manchuria as apolitical entity doesn't care... Zhang thinks its his turn to have Cao Kun's job, and he has a grudge against Wu Peifu, he doesn't care about Duan Qirui or Sun Yat-sen in this (his nominal allies), this is primarily basically a school yard scuffle writ large to him. This is in many respects a feudal conflict with modern weapons. [Xian / the cadre don't have a solution to answering how to stop that from being a problem because so much of the bureacracy even in the beiyang is based on direct patronage and local military strength]
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