Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

At two o'clock in the morning, Su Zhengyang, who was sleeping, suddenly heard a hurried knock on the door.

"Governor, it's me, Luan Yu. There's important information coming from the Yan Clan. Governor Yan Baoguo wants to talk to you personally."

Su Zhengyang rubbed his eyes, sat up, washed his face, put on his military uniform, and smiled gently at Yang Qiyue who was also awakened: "You still have to go to work tomorrow, go to bed early, there shouldn't be any big problems, I can handle it myself."

Su Zhengyang closed the door, followed Zhang Luanyu to his office, and answered the phone.

"Hello, Governor Yan, I'm Su Zhengyang."

"Zhengyang, I got an important piece of news. After thinking it over, I decided that I couldn't delay any longer. So I called you in the middle of the night. I hope I didn't disturb your rest."

"No, Governor Yan, you can say whatever you want."

Twenty minutes later, Su Zhengyang hung up the phone, sat on the sofa with a frown, lit a cigarette, and began to think about the shocking news that Yan Baoguo had conveyed to him.

During the phone call, Yan Baoguo explained to Su Zhengyang that Zhili Governor Zhang Chengxiang had called him personally, hoping that if any changes occurred in the northern border, Yan Baoguo would make it clear that he was on his side and cooperate with the Korean faction in the west to restrict the Northwestern Revolutionary Army in Linzhou.

Yan Baoguo was not a pushover either. He did not agree easily, but kept trying to find out the deeper meaning behind the conversation.

But Zhang Chengxiang was obviously on guard against him, and he spoke very carefully, not revealing any clues.

However, the benefits that Zhang Chengxiang promised Yan Baoguo were extremely astonishing. Not only did he say that he would fully support Yan Baoguo to become a member of Congress in the future, but as long as Yan Baoguo agreed to his conditions, he would immediately provide 80 million yuan in cash to the Yan faction for its development.

Judging from this astronomical reward, what Zhang Chengxiang is planning is definitely not small.

Moreover, it can be analyzed between the lines that the Yongzhou Korean system is probably now firmly standing on Zhang Chengxiang's side.

After thinking it over again and again, Su Zhengyang decided to call Yang Jiakai, tell him the news, and ask him to be prepared against Zhang Chengxiang.

In the President's office in Northern Xinjiang, the moment the phone rang, Duan Jinshu, with bloodshot eyes, answered the call.

"Is this Zhengyang? I'm your Uncle Duan."

"Uncle Duan, is my dad here? Let him answer the phone."

"He just left the government building and went to the hospital directly under the Central Security Command in the city. A major incident happened in the Central Security Army. Commander-in-Chief Xia Zhenhua was assassinated. His condition is not good and he is in the rescue stage. The president has already visited him in person."

Su Zhengyang had a bad feeling in his heart. At this critical juncture, Zhang Chengxiang had just revealed a hint of ambition, and then, Xia Zhenhua, the commander-in-chief of the Central Security Army who protected the entire Beilong City and even Longzhou, was suddenly assassinated. All of this was full of conspiracy, as if an invisible big hand was manipulating everything from behind. What can be predicted now is that even if Zhang Chengxiang was not the mastermind, he was at least involved in it.

"Send someone to stop him immediately. Something is wrong! Commander-in-Chief Xia Zhenhua is in the heavily guarded Garrison Headquarters. How could he be assassinated suddenly? This is most likely a plot that has been planned for a long time!"

Immediately afterwards, Su Zhengyang quickly repeated to Duan Jinshu the information he had obtained from Yan Baoguo.

At this time, Xia Zhenhua's assassination was already unbelievable. The connection between the two events was even more terrifying. This was a blatant conspiracy.

In the East Mountain District of Beilong City, at the Central Garrison Army Headquarters, Deputy Commander Zhu Haidong stayed up all night and the lights in his office were on.

"What's the president's response?"

"Commander, rest assured. Commander-in-Chief Xia is a direct descendant of Yang Jiakai. In his mind, he holds a very important position. When I told the president the news just now, the president repeatedly emphasized that we must find a way to save Commander-in-Chief Xia's life."

"Besides, I have already explained on the phone that Commander Xia may not survive tonight. The President has already brought people here in a hurry to see Commander Xia for the last time. I have just contacted the Lan Agency in Fuso. They are on the way and have set up an ambush. I have replaced the patrol troops tonight with our own troops at the ambush site. There will be absolutely no accidents."

Zhu Haidong let out a long sigh and rubbed his temple.

"There must be no mistakes tonight. If Yang Jiakai doesn't die and the central government reacts, we will be in an abyss of no return."

"Commander, rest assured. We have strictly sealed the news of Xia Zhenhua's disappearance. There will be absolutely no problems. After tonight, the Northern Xinjiang government will change. Commander, you will be a true hero. Your future prospects are limitless..."

It was already late at night in the Fulin Street District, which is located at the border of Chaoyang District and Dongshan District in Beilong City. The streets were pitch black and unusually quiet. In the middle of the escort convoy consisting of several jeeps and two troop transport trucks, Yang Jiakai was sitting in the bulletproof command vehicle given to him by Su Zhengyang, with a very serious expression and without saying a word.

The secretary sitting in the front passenger seat advised, "President, you don't have to worry too much. Commander Xia is a lucky man, and there will be no problem."

Yang Jiakai nodded without making any response. After a moment, he looked out the dark window and asked the driver, "How far are we from the Garrison Command?"

The driver looked out the window and blurted out, "President, this is already the area of ​​Fulin Street. In another 20 minutes, we should be able to reach the Garrison Headquarters."

"Is this street usually this quiet at night?"

The driver nodded and said, "Although Fulin Street is not remote, there are no entertainment venues such as nightclubs. At night, it is usually very quiet and not crowded. However, I didn't even hear the sound of the night watchman today. It is indeed a bit strange."

Yang Jiakai's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he said hastily, "Stop the car! Inform Captain Hu in front and return the same way you came!"

In the Fulin District, on Huaqing Road, the Fuso sniper who was lying in ambush on top of a Western church on the roadside looked at the convoy that suddenly stopped, and whispered to the observer beside him: "The target may have discovered something and stopped on the road. Immediately notify Captain Itagaki and have someone block the target's retreat route immediately. Prepare to take action!"

On the other hand, Duan Jinshu, who was slow to realize the situation, did not dare to delay after Su Zhengyang's reminder. He immediately sent out a battalion-level force of the Central Guard Division to chase in the direction Yang Jiakai left.

In Yong'an City, Linzhou, in the Governor's Mansion, Su Zhengyang put out the half-smoked cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and said to Zhang Luanyu: "Notify Zheng Zeyu immediately to lead the Second Army to deploy troops on the Han border. At the same time, let the Third Army be prepared and pay close attention to the every move of the Zhao faction on the west! I have never been in the habit of passively taking a beating. Since it has been confirmed that the Han faction is preparing to harm us under the instigation of Zhang Chengxiang, let's strike first! Start the war! In one month, I will make Han Xiwang, this old immortal, kneel in front of me to accept the final death judgment!"

"Yes, Governor!"