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

At the camp of the 104th Division of the New First Army in Haoyue City, it was already dark at this time, and the campfire flickered in the darkness, adding a touch of warmth to this solemn military stronghold. In a corner of the camp, a burly figure in a major general's uniform sat there alone, holding an old rifle in his hand, wiping it with a towel with a focused expression.

The middle-aged man had a rough face, as if he had experienced countless hardships, and his brows revealed an unyielding determination. He was tall and burly, like a towering mountain, sitting there steadily, exuding a strong sense of presence. Even in the quiet late night, he was filled with an indescribable evil spirit that made people dare not approach him easily.

He wears a black eye patch on his right eye, which is a testimony to the bloody battle with the Northern Xinjiang troops ten years ago. In that battle, his right eye was stabbed by the enemy's bayonet, and he luckily saved his life, but his right eye has been blind since then, and the eye patch has become a permanent mark on his body.

The middle-aged man is named Zhou Tian, ​​a brave general under Huang Guangtai. His reputation is well-known in the army. He was the commander of the 16th Division and led his troops to achieve many great feats on the battlefield. He was known for his bravery and fighting skills. Although the years have left traces on his face, his spirit has not diminished at all, and he still maintains that sharpness and fighting spirit.

At this moment, the old rifle in his hand, although a little old, still glows with a different brilliance under his maintenance. He carefully wipes every part, as if treating a precious work of art. This rifle has accompanied him through countless battlefields, witnessed his glory and splendor, and also carries his deep emotions and memories.

The moonlight sprinkled on Zhou Tian's body, covering him with a layer of silver light. He sat there like a lonely warrior, guarding his own beliefs and glory in the silent night.

A young major sat opposite Zhou Tian. He was wearing a neat military uniform, with the major's badge flashing on his shoulder straps, but his expression seemed a little heavy. He sat cross-legged, with a thick white bandage wrapped around his right leg. The bandage seemed to be soaked in blood, and faintly revealed a bloody color, as if telling of the fierce battle during the day.

The major took a deep breath and stared at Zhou Tian, ​​the former commander of the 16th Division and now a legendary figure. He hesitated for a moment, as if he was organizing his thoughts, and then slowly said, "Commander, do you think Haoyue City can still be defended?" There was a subtle hesitation in his voice.

Zhou Tian raised his head, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all hypocrisy and cowardice. He looked at the major quietly, as if he wanted to read more information from his eyes. Then, he said firmly: "If you hold a job in the Southern Government, you must work hard for the Southern Government! Soldiers must have the awareness and courage to die on the battlefield. Even if you fight to the last soldier and only have one bullet left, you must bite off a piece of meat from the Northern bandit troops!"

His voice was firm and powerful, like a warm current flowing into the major's heart. As the major listened to the commander's words, the hesitation in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong belief and courage.

Seeing this, Zhou Tian smiled slightly, but the fierceness in his eyes did not diminish at all: "What? Are you scared? Are you afraid that you will die in Liuwan and won't be able to return to Huzhou to see me?"

This sentence was like a needle that pierced the major's heart. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashing with determination: "Don't be afraid of anything! There is no coward in our 104th Division who is afraid of death!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, as if it would wake up the entire camp.

While the two were talking deeply, a figure hurriedly came in the night, breaking the tranquility of the camp. It was a soldier, wearing a dusty uniform, walking hurriedly, with an anxious look on his face. He came to the tent of Zhou Tian and the major, straightened his military appearance, and respectfully reported:

"Commander, General Guo asked you to go to the headquarters. He said there is something important to discuss. He also asked you to bring all the main officers of the division with you."

Upon hearing this, the major frowned, stood up in dissatisfaction, and muttered: "This Guo Youcai, he hides away when he encounters a tough battle, he eats nothing and is incompetent at everything he does. What real work can he do? Why is he messing around in the middle of the night?" Although his voice was low, it revealed his dissatisfaction with Guo Youcai.

Zhou Tian glanced at him, a helpless smile appeared on his lips, and then he waved his hand to signal the soldiers to retreat. He stood up, straightened his uniform, and said to the major: "Okay, a grown man is talking like a shrew. After all, he is the commander of the New First Army. Let's go and see what he wants to invite us to in the middle of the night."

The major was still somewhat reluctant when he heard this, but he said no more and followed Zhou Tian out of the tent. The two began to summon the main officers of the 104th Division and convey the commander's call.

Half an hour later, officers above the rank of regimental commander of the 104th Division arrived at the headquarters. They were dressed in neat uniforms, looked solemn, and walked with firm steps. In the night, their figures looked particularly tall and straight, revealing the perseverance and courage of the soldiers.

Inside the headquarters, there was silence, as if even the air had frozen. The spacious space was empty, with only a conference table several meters long standing alone in the center. On the table, maps, documents, pens and other items were scattered all over the floor, appearing messy and disorganized.

The major frowned, looked around, and muttered in dissatisfaction: "This Guo Youcai is in a hurry to rush us, but where are his own people? It's really unreasonable to make so many of us wait here for him."

Zhou Tian turned around and glared at the major, with a hint of reproach in his tone. The major lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eye, his heart full of doubts and dissatisfaction.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Guo Chenggui walked in with a hypocritical smile on his face. He bowed slightly to Zhou Tian and said, "Commander Zhou, I'm so sorry, the commander is in trouble, I will come over soon, please wait a moment, I will go and urge him."

After saying that, Guo Chenggui turned around and left without any intention of staying. Looking at his back, Zhou Tian and the major looked at each other, and their dissatisfaction became stronger and stronger.

After Guo Chenggui left, the officers of the 104th Division also began to complain. They whispered to each other and expressed their dissatisfaction with Commander Guo and Guo Chenggui.

"This Guo Youcai is really getting more and more outrageous. He made so many of us wait for him alone."

"Exactly. Who does he think he is? He always makes us wait for him. It's so disrespectful."

"I think he is not worthy of being the commander of the army. He hides away when faced with a tough battle. It's really embarrassing."

The officers' complaints were one after another, full of dissatisfaction and anger towards Commander Guo and Guo Chenggui. They all knew that they must have important things to discuss when they were summoned in the middle of the night, but Commander Guo's attitude and actions made them feel very disappointed and dissatisfied.