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

In the huge banquet hall, except for the foreigners who gathered together and talked in low voices, all the forces of Daxia were shocked by the news just now. They hung their heads, like eggplants hit by frost, and had no energy or spirit.

The Independence Army's 400,000 ground forces were already enough of a headache for them, and now, news came that the warship was about to be launched.

This group of forces, who were full of fighting spirit and determined to dominate the world, felt like they were struck by lightning, and a dark shadow instantly covered their hearts.

How can we fight like this? What can we use to fight them?!

Especially those coastal cities, once the warship formation approaches, the main urban area has no possibility of blocking it and will face the situation of falling in minutes.

"This attack on the International Settlement has caused strong dissatisfaction among our superiors."

A fierce look appeared on Lowell's old face. He turned to look at the representatives of the forces around him and said in a deep voice.

"Furthermore, Zhang Ye must reclaim all foreign concessions within the three provinces of Eastern Shandong and completely wipe out our garrisons and consulates!"

"What is this? This is a naked provocation!"

As the old man's tone became more and more high-pitched and angry, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became solemn.

The surrounding forces understood what these foreigners meant, but faced with the powerful strength of the Independence Army, they still did not dare to say a word, fearing that they would be the first to rush up and fight Zhang Ye.

"The superiors have decided to activate the all-out extermination plan and launch a full-scale attack on the three provinces of Donglu!"

Lowell didn't care what these people thought. He swept his cold eyes across their gloomy faces and said lightly.

"This time, we need everyone to work together sincerely. The Feng faction and the National Army will serve as the main echelon and launch the offensive first. We will strive to capture the three provinces of Eastern Shandong in the shortest possible time."

"As for our surface forces, don't worry. Our superiors are dispatching a new cruiser fleet for support!"

"In this battle, everyone is the main attacker. Whoever makes the greatest contribution will gain the most benefits. Do you understand?"

"Well... Mr. Lowell, it is our duty to serve the Empire!"

After listening to his plan, Jiang Xiansheng was the first to stand up. While expressing his own attitude, he took the opportunity to ask questions.

"But this is a multi-party collaboration after all. The specific attack direction, personnel and weapon deployment, and detailed combat plan all require time to formulate and refine."

"So... I'm afraid there will be a slight delay in this time."

"It's okay. I'll give you a month to deploy your troops. That should be enough!"

Lowell had long guessed that someone would say this, so he simply briefly explained the plan formulated by his superiors.

"This operation against the Independence Army will be divided into three directions. Feng's elite troops will move south to attack Huishan and Donglu provinces, tying down most of the enemy's forces."

"The Nationalist Army, in conjunction with Feng's troops stationed in Jiang Province, will move towards Shanghu and Wuyue Province, severing the intersection of the three provinces as quickly as possible, preventing them from being able to support each other."

"The third direction has nothing to do with you. It's led by the Eagle Sauce and the British Navy. They'll launch an attack from the sea, focusing on the enemy's coastal cities, with the ten-kilometer radius around the shipyard as the primary bombing target!"

clap clap clap...

As soon as he finished speaking, applause broke out. Jiang Xiansheng played the role of a lackey to the fullest extent. While leading his colleagues to applaud, he did not forget to flatter him.

"Mr. Lowell, with the Imperial Navy joining this battle, we will surely win a great victory!"

"That's why you can't hold back!"

Rowell ignored his flattery, stared at the people present with a cold gaze, and made a very serious request.

"I will replenish your weapons, equipment, funds and logistics all at once. If anyone shows fear or cowardice at this critical moment, don't blame me for turning my back on you!"

"Don't worry, sir. We will shed our last drop of blood for the empire!"

Many forces expressed their views at the same time, and the slogans they shouted were deafening.

No one present was a fool. When the old man proposed this plan, they had already begun to analyze the current situation and the strength ratio between the enemy and us.

If it is true as the old man said, that the main force of Feng's faction and the National Army join forces to attack from both the south and the north, it would be a huge battle involving more than 600,000 troops.

The Independence Army is very strong, but not invincible.

With an army of 600,000 attacking from both sides, even if Zhang Ye had three heads and six arms, he would not have so many wind-fire wheels to mobilize.

With a personnel advantage of nearly two to one and the support of the American navy, if they can't win this battle, then they don't need to stay in Daxia anymore. It would be better to just find a toilet and hide there.

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“Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend tonight’s charity dinner.”

Inside the Peace Hotel, Zhang Ye stood in front of the loudspeaker, facing the close gazes of the audience with a gentle and indifferent smile.

"To be honest, today's event was prepared very hastily. I believe everyone knows the specific reasons."

"Since ancient times, Daxia has been at the forefront of the world in terms of population, cultural heritage, and the development of dynasties."

"Only during the previous dynasty did we experience a rather dark period of isolation, and were unable to embark on the carriage of industrial development, which was a major reform."

Zhang Ye's voice was not loud and his tone was neither hurried nor slow, ensuring that everyone present could hear clearly what he wanted to express.

The purpose of today's banquet is not only to raise money, but also to teach a lesson to these Daxia people who still have conscience, so that they can clearly understand the situation of themselves and their country.

"As the old saying goes, one step too slow leads to all the slower steps. Without the support of heavy industry, we will suffer poverty and be attacked. Furthermore, we are now in the final days of the previous dynasty. The ruling party was incompetent and hedonistic, and government departments were greedy and lacked effective supervision. This has caused the national strength of Daxia to decline at a visible rate."

"It was not until the previous dynasty collapsed and the Beiyang government came into being that we discovered that the Daxia territory no longer completely belonged to the Daxia people!"

"Among them, there are ceded compensations paid by the previous dynasty's royal family, local authorities using public power for personal gain and secretly transferring national resources, and some armed forces openly trading with foreigners in order to strengthen their own power!"

"These foreigners used a small amount of money to obtain a large amount of resources and territory. Over the past few decades, they plundered countless precious resources from Daxia, made guns and cannons, and then sold them to everyone in exchange for more territory!"

"If this continues for five years! Ten years! Twenty years! By then, will Daxia still be Daxia?!"

"Foreigners are rampant, wantonly plundering the country's precious resources, yet some people are still stubborn and continue to trade with them for the sake of short-term benefits!"

"What is this! This is treason, this is digging up our ancestors' graves!!"