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The Feng-Duan-Feng Northern Army Campaign Ends, Duan Tianlin, Chief of the Duan Clan, Resigns!

"Getting ahead? The Independence Army intervenes and announces Duan Tianlin's resignation ahead of time!"

The Downfall of the Beiyang Warlords, Duan Tianlin's Life!

The Duan clique has officially ended, Duan Tianlin has resigned, and the Independence Army has taken over, becoming one of the top three warlord forces in the country!

The next afternoon, various domestic and foreign newspapers rushed to report on the Daxia civil war, especially Duan Tianlin's resignation, which made countless people sigh.

A generation of heroes fell here, it was fate!

Of course, there were also many people who applauded and believed that the decline of the Duan family was all their own fault. They were obsessed with money-making and colluded with the people of Sakura to resell precious domestic resources. Such traitors deserved such an end.

At the same time, not only did all sectors of society react strongly, but even Feng's faction, Cao Xin and others kept cursing.

It was originally agreed that the remaining troops of Duan's faction would be divided up, but Old Zhang changed his mind at the last minute. Not only did he not participate in the division, he also took Duan Tianlin and others away and prepared to send them to the Tianjin Concession for their retirement.

This action was tantamount to roasting them on the fire. They had agreed to advance and retreat together, but this old man pretended to be a good guy at the critical moment.

Moreover, what does the peace talks between the three parties have to do with the Independence Army? Why is Zhang Ye everywhere and wants to get involved in everything?

In response, Cao Xin stayed in the conference room and cursed for more than an hour, cursing all the people with the surname Zhang from top to bottom, and their ancestors for eighteen generations.

They are all villains, they have no integrity at all!

But despite his curses, what he was most worried about now was not the resurgence of the Duan faction, but whether these two Zhangs would form an alliance.

The current domestic situation has become a foregone conclusion. With the withdrawal of Lao Duan, the Feng faction, the Fengbei Army, and the Independent Army will be reshuffled and the territories will be divided.

And now, the Fengbei Army and the Independence Army are so close that even a fool would not believe that there is nothing wrong between them.

Faced with this situation, Cao Xin would inevitably break out in a cold sweat whenever he thought of it, feeling that these two bastards might unite and attack them one day.

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That afternoon, at the Beijing Railway Station, Marshal Zhang personally boarded the special train to see Old Duan off.

When they saw Duan Tianlin, who looked refreshed, they said nothing, but just hugged each other and smiled. All the grievances and grudges of recent days disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Brother, congratulations, you can retire now."

Old Zhang held Old Duan's hand and smiled very happily.

There was no sarcasm in his words, but rather a hint of envy.

Looking at the changes at home and abroad over the years, how many leaders who were able to develop armed forces into a team of hundreds of thousands of people could have a good end?

Judging from the current situation alone, Lao Zhang really envies Duan Tianlin's ending.

No matter how difficult the process was, at least he landed safely. This result is a happy event for a man in his fifties.

"Don't say anything, brother. Thank you. Thank you for giving me dignity and giving the thousands of brothers in the Duan family the right to choose freely."

Duan Tianlin's usual self disappeared, the fatigue and haggardness on his face disappeared, and instead his face became rosy and he looked extremely energetic, as if he had lived a second life.

Originally, he thought that resigning was an extremely shameful and tragic thing, but when he actually took that step, he found that what was facing him was not shame and trampling.

Instead, it was a sense of ease and naturalness that I hadn't felt in many years. My entire state of mind changed completely, as if I had taken off a heavy burden that I had been carrying for years. My waist suddenly felt lighter, and my mood was filled with an indescribable sense of comfort.

Now he no longer has to stay awake all night in front of the radio, nor does he have to rack his brains over various offensive and defensive deployments.

There is nothing else to do for the rest of my life except living happily and comfortably in my old age.

"Hey, don't talk about that. We are all old brothers. How can we really cut off the road?"

Old Zhang acted very generously and naturally, never mentioning the process of Zhang Ye's prior consultation, and took the favor upon himself.

Anyway, Old Duan no longer has the ability to continue fighting, so there is no pressure or faction in the conversation between them.

"I've already told my brothers that they should walk their own path in the future. What they achieve has nothing to do with me."

Duan Tianlin looked relieved, looking out the window at the sky and earth that had not yet completely thawed, and chuckled.

"From now on, the sky is high and birds can fly freely, the sea is wide and fish can leap freely! I hope they can all have a bright future."

"Don't worry, brother. As long as any brothers are willing to come, I, Old Zhang, will definitely welcome them and never mention what happened before. They will be treated like our brothers and will enjoy the same treatment as my direct descendants of the Fengbei Army."

Old Zhang is very good at taking advantage of every opportunity. Even at this time, he is still thinking about making himself popular in front of those old members of the Duan faction.

After all, that's a force of over 100,000 elite soldiers, and it would be a huge fortune for anyone who got it.

Apart from Zhang Ye, there are countless forces in the country who are watching. They all want to lie on the "remains" of the Duan family, take a deep breath, and take the opportunity to expand their own size.

"That's their business. Now I just want to get to Tianjin as soon as possible and enjoy my old age in peace and contentment."

Duan Tianlin is also very smart. He doesn't respond openly or secretly. He just acts as if it's none of his business and keeps talking about enjoying his old age.

He knew better than anyone that he was now a fish on the chopping board, and the best outcome was to obey the arrangements and live out his days in peace.

Once you have the idea of ​​touching your rights again, the next moment, there will be at least dozens of guns pointed at your head.

"Brother, don't say anything more. Let's say goodbye now. I will definitely go back to Tianjin to see you if I have the chance in the future!"

Having said that, Lao Zhang looked solemn, clasped his fists and looked at the other party, and couldn't help but give an admonition.

"Take care of yourself. Maybe one day I, Old Zhang, will step down too. Then we can live together and have each other company."

"Hahaha, I don't like seeing this day. With your bad temper, it's not a good thing to be a neighbor."

Duan Tianlin laughed loudly towards the sky, and the last trace of reluctance and nostalgia in his eyes disappeared.

Turned around and walked towards the interior of the train.

His era has come to an end.

From now on, the Duan clan’s flag will never again appear in this sky, fluttering in the wind!

Woo! !

With a sharp and piercing whistle, the locomotive rushed forward as if it had been whipped, making a long whimpering sound.

The sound echoed throughout the train station like a mournful elegy, making people feel sad.

The special train began to move slowly, and sparks flew between the wheels and the rails, as if telling the pain and reluctance of parting.

As the train sped up, it gradually disappeared on the distant horizon, leaving only a thin trail of smoke floating in the air.