Li Jishen sat in his garden underneath the cherry blossom tree transferred from the slopes of Mount Fuji with Wang JingWei as Li Zongren returned with the rest of the Imperial Guangxi Council. Seeing that Li Jishen wasn’t in his office any more, Li Zongren looked out the window and saw him in the palace gardens and led the remaining council members outside. Li Jishen beckoned with his hand for them to sit on the carpet of cherry blossom petals. As they sat, perhaps uneasily, on the ground, Li Jishen sighed.
“It is time to act.”
The council members looked at each other uncertainly before Jiang Baili spoke. “Against whom? The British and their allies? They are suspicious of us, yes, but now cannot be the time as we would not be able to turn our plans of Oceanic conquest into reality. The Soviet then.”
Li Jishen nodded. “Yes. The Soviets. Zhang Xueliang, do you have intelligence on their armies, those that could respond immediately to invasion?”
Zhang Xueliang nodded. “They have nothing west of Mongolia. To the east, they have anywhere between one and two dozen divisions but the majority, if not all of them, are moving westward to join the battle against the Germans.”
Li Jishen stroked his beard, in thought. “What would you suggest, Gu Zhutong? Wait, or strike now?”
Gu Zhutong smiled fiercely. “Now. Taking undefended territory is not glorious, but to defeat and destroy the enemy in decisive battle, that is what armies are for.”
Li Jishen nodded. “Dai Li, what would our people think of such a war?”
Shuffling his papers, Dai Li raised his eyes from them to look at the other council members. “Due to our continued policy of intervention, most have grown to believe that our claims on our neighbors are righteous and must be reintegrated into China, by force if necessary. Only a small segment of the population will be disgruntled by a war.”
Wang JingWei shifted to look at Li Jishen. “A declaration of war, so as not to break international law?”
Li Jishen nodded. “Yes. See to it.”
Wang JingWei smiled. “I already have.”
The Empire of China declared war on the Soviet Union.
Li Jishen smiled. “Very good. Jiang Baili, you had been tasked with developing a plan of operations. I trust they are complete? If they are not, perhaps someone else may become Chief of the Imperial Staff?”
Jiang Baili blinked at Li Jishen, unfazed by the threat. “They are being put into effect as we speak. In Sinkiang we have four armies—two border and two reserve. The reserve armies will move up to the border as the border armies advance into Mongolia and the Soviet Union, reclaiming our lost territories. We expect that Soviet resistance will be virtually nonexistent for the first weeks, but that they should soon enough appear in enough strength to pose a fun challenge.”
Initial Chinese operations out of Sinkiang.
Smiling, Jiang Baili continued. “In Xibei San Ma, we have one border and one reserve army. They will push northward up the center of Mongolia until they Ulan Bator is reached and flanked. Then, they will attack the Mongolian capital and, with Ulan Bator fallen, Mongolia will finally be reincorporated into the Empire.”
Initial Chinese operations out of Xibei San Ma.
Looking at his last map, Jiang Baili traced the last theater of operations. “In Manchuria we have two border armies and two reserve armies. One border army moves to attack Vladivostok and attempt a minor encirclement of the Soviet forces at the southern end of the Amur province. The second border army will move its flanks but not center, to instigate a wider encirclement of the entire Amur province as well as add another potential flanking attack on Ulan Bator. One reserve army will remain motionless for the moment, the other will move up to protect the right flank of the north Manchurian border army.”
Initial Chinese operations out of Manchuria.
“That is all.”
Li Jishen nodded. “Very well, that is good. As I will be remaining in the capital, I will not have the opportunity to lead this campaign. Thus, I will require constant reports of operations.”
Jiang Baili nodded in return. “Of course.”
Yawning, Li Jishen stood. “It is late, gentlemen. Let us retire all to bed now. You are dismissed.”