The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

"Well, forget about Zhijiang Province. How about giving Zhongyuan to you too? Old Zhang is not a stingy person. I'll give it all to you!"

Having said that, Old Zhang simply decided to be generous and directly gave the Central Plains Province to Zhang Ye.

Anyway, he was not prepared to go south, so he might as well do the other party a favor and cede it to them.

In this way, if other unexpected events occur during the war, the Independence Army may lend a helping hand and help them hold on for a while longer.

"Goodbye, brother, I don't want to cause so much trouble!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ye had his own plans and quickly shook his head to reject the proposal.

Since ancient times, the Central Plains has been a battleground for military strategists. It is a hot potato, and whoever holds it will become the target of others.

Zhang Ye didn't want to become the enemy of warlords across the country so soon.

Moreover, according to the current situation, taking over the Central Plains will not be of much use to the future development of the Independence Army. It is better to leave it there and let others snatch it, attracting the attention of those jackals.

"You are too cautious in doing things."

Old Zhang said jokingly with a hint of disgust in his words.

"Young people are at the age of arrogance. It's just a matter of taking the Central Plains. How can it cost me my life? Look at me. I sit down as soon as the capital says so. I can do whatever I want. If anyone doesn't obey, come and fight me."

"Haha, our independence army's foundation is too weak to compare with the Fengbei Army."

Zhang Ye took the opportunity to shirk responsibility and refused the Central Plains Province.

He planned to continue moving south and take over all the coastal provinces. As for the inland hinterland, let them fight first.

After the winner is decided, the Independence Army will launch a surprise attack and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

It’s convenient, efficient and worry-free, how great!

……

At around seven o'clock the next evening, the lights came on and the Peace Hotel in Shanghu was brilliantly lit, like a dazzling palace standing in the center of the city.

At this time, a large number of armed security guards emerged on the streets. They marched in neat steps and with serious expressions as they were distributed in various key positions, setting up tight defenses.

Roadblocks and checkpoints were quickly set up at both ends of the road, prohibiting all passing vehicles to ensure that the charity dinner could be held smoothly without interference.

At the same time, those newspapers that received the invitation letters did not dare to delay and sent special personnel to wait in front of the hotel early.

Each of these reporters, holding a professional camera, was standing or squatting, ready to take action. They were all full of anticipation, eager to capture every wonderful moment of tonight's feast.

In particular, it is necessary to record which top forces will attend the event.

You know, this charity dinner hosted by Zhang Ye has already become a hot topic of attention after many days of overwhelming publicity and hype.

If only a few guests show up in the end, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the independence army. Not only will it lose face, but it may also cause the outside world to question its influence and appeal.

Therefore, it is conceivable that the Peace Hotel will not be peaceful tonight...

"Hey, guess who has more people at the Peace Hotel or more people from O'Leary?"

Across from the hotel, several reporters squatted in a dim alley, chatting while waiting.

The reason why I was curious about this matter was mainly because of Zhang Ye’s stubborn temper.

The foreigners' charity dinner was held at the Oriel Hotel, which was decided long ago.

But he was so good that he booked his banquet venue directly opposite the other party in order to compete.

Both parties were stuck at a street corner, no more than a hundred meters apart in a straight line, so if they spoke louder, the other party would be able to hear them.

Such an obvious "ring" battle made these reporters very happy. The reason why they came so early was that they wanted to freeze the time and record every guest who came to participate to see who was taking advantage of the situation.

"Based on today's situation, if anyone goes to the other side, it will be published in the newspaper tomorrow morning and he will be cursed to death by the people of the whole country."

The reporters squatted in the corner, lowering their voices and discussing in low voices.

"Even if someone wants to take advantage of the situation and not offend both sides, they'll probably have to send two teams of people."

"These days, all that matters is face. You brought shame to the Independence Army in Shanghu. How can you expect to live well in the future?"

"That's right, and I also heard that there's a high probability that war will break out after this incident."

"Who the hell told you that? Who's going to war with whom? When?"

"I'm just guessing. Think about it, King Fengbei and Zhang Ye have been together for several days, so they definitely wouldn't just be discussing something as trivial as this. I reckon they're probably going to team up on something!"

"Not necessarily. If the two of them join forces, who will be the boss? Don't look at Zhang Ye's young age, he is not a player who can pull the strings."

"Who knows? Isn't he good friends with Zhang Liuzi? Maybe they are related and both have the surname Zhang!"

"My last name is Zhang too. So, the King of Fengbei is my second uncle?"

"You deserve it too!"

Weng Longlong...

The low and powerful roar of the engine came from far away, instantly breaking the originally noisy and chaotic atmosphere. The dazzling car lights suddenly pierced the darkness and illuminated the entire street.

Everyone turned around and saw a row of luxurious cars approaching slowly like a long dragon. The flashing headlights were like bright stars in the night sky, attracting everyone's attention.

Judging from the large and impressive entourage, there is no doubt that the people coming this time are none other than Zhang Ye and his group, whom everyone has been looking forward to.

Seeing that the protagonist of tonight's event was about to make a grand appearance, the reporters who had been waiting here rushed out of the alleys where they were hiding like arrows, tightly grasping their cameras and small notebooks for recording, and rushed towards the convoy like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the vehicle that had just stopped, forming an impenetrable human wall.

"Marshal, the charity dinner is about to begin. Do you have any expectations for tonight?"

"Marshal, how many guests will be here tonight?"

"Marshal Zhang, did you come all the way from the capital just to attend the charity dinner?"

A series of questions followed one after another, causing the two people who had just gotten off the car to look at each other and smile, and no one gave a direct response.

To be honest, Zhang Ye didn't know how many people would come tonight, but he knew how many people had come to Shanghu.

If these people were in a wait-and-see state, they would not dare to step forward at this time.

I'm sorry, since you don't want to attend the charity dinner, let the troops bring their guns and cannons to their territory to liven up the party.

"Dear journalists, thank you for coming and for giving this charity dinner some publicity. Tonight's events will remain confidential for now. You can enter early and wait a while; other guests may still be on their way."

Zhang Ye, who had specially changed into a military uniform, dressed himself neatly. Facing the questions from many reporters, he did not respond too much.

As long as this place can be established, his goal has been achieved. As for who comes or how many people come, it no longer matters.

"Marshal, if they all go to the opposite side, will you be angry?"

In the crowd, a kid from some newspaper was standing on tiptoe and yelling, completely ignoring the terrified looks of others.

This guy is so brave, he dares to ask any questions!

"Everyone has the freedom to come and go. We cannot force others to do things they don't like."

Zhang Ye had a gentle smile on his face and answered very frankly and naturally.

He almost believed what he said!