The beginning of the war of resistance made the young marshal kneel

"Let me be quiet!"

Yang Lin waved his hand and let the chief of staff who had been with him for many years go out first.

The chief of staff hesitated to speak, he wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Sighing helplessly, the chief of staff closed the door and walked out.

After a long time, there was a clear gunshot from the backyard.

The chief of staff and others rushed in quickly, and Yang Lin only left a letter on the table.

"Army Seat..."

The chief of staff roared, but he knew that this might be the best ending for Yang Lin.

On the other side, Zhang Dabiao knocked on Zhang Zongqing's door with an envelope.

"Second Young Master, this is what Yang Lin left behind."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Dabiao also lowered his head, not daring to look into Zhang Zongqing's eyes.

Zhang Zongqing took the letter from Zhang Dabiao.

After a quick glance, he sighed.

In terms of national justice, Yang Lin is qualified and a man.

But in other respects, he did not do enough.

"Glorious burial!"

Zhang Zongqing wrote these words on the envelope, and then said nothing more.

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Chapter 284 The Three Horses in the Northwest Are Destroyed, Sichuan and Sichuan Earthquake

After receiving Zhang Zongqing's order, the Dragon Soul Special Forces was led by Monk Wei.

Those hoarding merchants in Sichuan and Sichuan, and corrupt officials colluding with officials and businessmen.

In just one night, almost all of them were arrested.

The next day, the sky just dawned.

The servants and guards who got up early discovered that their masters had almost disappeared without a trace.

And the night before, they hadn't even heard anything about it.

"What, the director of the Food Bureau disappeared last night?"

"The number one grain merchant in Sichuan and Sichuan provinces is gone?"

"The officials in charge of the disaster relief department disappeared overnight?"

What shocked Liu Xiang, Liu Wenhui and others even more was the bad news of Yang Lin, another great warlord in Sichuan and Shu Province, that came last night.

For a moment, everyone was caught in panic and fear.

In the end, everyone got the same message.

The Second Young Master entered Sichuan two or three days ago.

And those guys who were arrested couldn't escape the drought and embezzlement of food relief funds.

After hearing about this incident, Liu Xiang, who has the title of "King of Sichuan and Shu", sighed after a long time: "Second son, what a thunderbolt!"

And more Sichuan and Sichuan ZF officials rushed to Zhang Zongqing's location in despair, wanting to meet the legendary second son Zhang Zongqing.

Of course, more people are related to those corrupt officials who were arrested, or those who are obsessed with money.

So they are more prepared to intercede with Zhang Zongqing.

It's just that Zhang Zongqing never sees these people.

According to the legal provisions promulgated by the Union Government.

Once the corrupt officials and the hoarding businessmen reach a certain level.

They're all going to be hanged straight away.

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"Sichuan and Shu provinces are our Sichuan and Shu provinces after all. The Second Young Master has stretched his hands to our Sichuan and Shu provinces this time!"

"The three horses in the Northwest can make such a fuss, and Feng Jun dares to use force to deal with them?"

A man with a scar on his face yelled loudly.

He has been domineering in Sichuan and Shu Province for so many years, and he has already regarded himself as a local snake.

"The reason why the three horses in the Northwest can continue to make such a fuss is because the second son hasn't thought about freeing up to deal with them."

"Do you think that the Second Young Master, who has defeated even the people of the Wonu Kingdom and the Great Bear Kingdom, will really dare not deal with them?"

Another polite Confucian general immediately retorted to the scarred man.

Anyone who has studied the foreign wars of China in the past few years will be deeply feared by Zhang Zongqing.

The same goes for this Confucian general.

"Hmph, if you ask me, it's not like they can't spare a shot. They simply can't do anything about the Northwest Sanma."

"What is the so-called Second Young Master, the God of War in Huaguo?"

"I think it's just strong on the outside but dry on the inside, just an embroidered pillow."

"Northwest Sanma is not afraid of him, Zhang Zongqing, why are we Sichuan and Shu soldiers cowardly?"

"In my opinion, if we gather the brothers and leave Zhang Zongqing's body in our Sichuan and Sichuan area, we will be the masters of this world."

"The affairs of Sichuan and Shu Province are naturally handled by the people of Sichuan and Shu. When will it be his turn for an outsider surnamed Zhang to intervene?"

The man with the scar still commented very disdainfully.

The man with the scar who claimed to have fought for so many years thought that he had fought for more years than Zhang Zongqing had been eating.

Therefore, his evaluation of Zhang Zongqing can be described as extremely disdainful.

And at this moment, a telegram was transmitted to the command post of this little warlord.

The small warlord of Sichuan and Shu who received the telegram had a dull expression on his face.

The boundless fear completely engulfed him almost instantly.

"Brother, what happened?"

The man with the scar asked very strangely, he had never met his elder brother who had experienced swords and fires together, and he would have such an expression.

Even in the face of a hail of bullets, it never appeared.

"The three horses in the northwest are dead, and died in the hands of the second son Zhang Zongqing."

"This is a telegram from the Fengjun Command to the whole country. Three horses, the leader of the Northwest Bandit, were killed yesterday, and the rest of the stubborn bandits will be completely handed over."

The little warlord of Sichuan and Shu slumped on the chair weakly, his face full of disbelief.

"Impossible, none of us have heard of a large-scale mobilization of troops by the Feng army."

"How could they catch the three horses from the northwest that come and go like the wind? You must know that the three horses from the northwest are extremely powerful, and they are all cavalry."

"Without a huge army, it is impossible to defeat them, let alone kill the three horses in the northwest."

The man with the scar didn't believe this at all. He took the telegram but didn't know what it said.

And the Confucian general, who seemed to have a gentle manner, snatched the telegram document from the man's hand,

Just read the content on the telegram file.

Then he looked at the man with the scar mockingly, "It's really a huge army, ha ha!"

"Do you know how many people the second son Zhang Zongqing sent? There is less than one company of troops!"

"It directly took away the headquarters of the Northwest Sanma."

"Afterwards, the Northwest Sanma was captured alive and returned to the Fengjun Command. After a court-martial trial, the Northwest Sanma was killed and executed yesterday!"

"How do you think our army is better than the Northwest Sanma?"

"And even the rampant Northwest Sanma can't stop the Second Young Master's 50-man army!"

Afterwards, the Confucian General turned to look at his elder brother again.

"Brother, we can no longer sit and watch the sky. We must either run for our lives, or bind our hands and feet to confess our sins in front of the Second Young Master."

"We have no third way to go."

As soon as the gentle general's words fell, the scarred man roared in disbelief.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Even if the soldiers of their army are descended from the gods, they will definitely not be able to capture the three horses in the northwest alive among the tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Ma's troops!"

However, at this moment, a burst of extremely intense gunshots rang out.

The sound of the Type 56 assault rifle raged near the headquarters of the small Sichuan and Shu warlords.

Then I saw extremely well-trained, iron-blooded and elite soldiers breaking into the headquarters of the small warlords in Sichuan and Shu.

The man with the scar looked at the scene in front of him in amazement. There were not many people on the other side, only a dozen or so people.

But at this time, they have already controlled their entire headquarters.

"how can that be?"

The man with the scar yelled in disbelief, but soon his neck was stabbed with a needle.

In just a split second, the anesthetic took effect.

Before he fell into a coma, the man with the scar only heard the leading soldier commander say: "These people are at the top of the list, and they are extremely stubborn."

"There was a severe drought in Sichuan and Sichuan. They colluded with businessmen to do evil. If the second son hadn't come, I don't know how many people in Sichuan and Sichuan would starve to death."

"This time our mission is to capture them all alive and then accept the trial of the people."

"These moths, none of them can let them escape, I understand!"

The commander gave an order, and the well-trained soldiers continued to move.

Only then did I realize that the scared scarred man finally knew how Northwest Sanma was captured alive.

It's just that he didn't want to see himself captured alive by Feng Jun in the same way!

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Chapter 285 The Prestige of Special Forces, Dingchuan Shu

If the disappearance of officials and businessmen related to disaster relief in Sichuan and Shu was not enough to panic the warlords in Sichuan and Shu.

But after the fall of the first warlord in Sichuan and Shu Province, he was directly taken away from the garrison by special forces, and after the news that the three horses in the northwest were awarded the head.

Even the Sichuan and Sichuan warlords like Liu Xiang, Liu Wenhui and Deng Xihou all looked pale for a while.

Today, they can no longer sit quietly and wait for the second son to send special forces to come to invite him.

"You and my uncle and nephew have been fighting for so long in Sichuan Province, so what?"

"It's ridiculous to think about it now. I still think that I have some leverage. If the second son wants to take the lives of the two of us, I'm afraid I'm going to get something out of my bag!"

Liu Wenhui seemed to be very irritated by the three horses of the Northwest and another small warlord in Sichuan and Shu who had been taken away, he said rather disheartened.

"Father, like son!"

"The second son may have been waiting for us to take the initiative to surrender, but he is used to being the emperor of the earth and has soldiers in his hands. Who would want to take the initiative to surrender?"

"Northwest Three Horses are beyond their capabilities, we should recognize the reality."