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

"Chao Rong, everyone has their own aspirations and desires. All we want is a place to live!"

Xu Zhenlin looked embarrassed and pretended to be pitiful, explaining the incident.

"Zhang Zuolin was responsible for General Duan's resignation. Now, if the Saibei troops want to pass through Zhili Province, they must cooperate with the Feng faction. We have no other choice."

"Hmph, you guys know best what's going on in your minds. I hope you can tell Duan Tianlin not to treat everyone as fools."

Zhang Ye's cold gaze was like a knife, piercing into Xu Zhenlin's heart, making him feel a little cold.

Without waiting for him to explain further, Zhang Ye continued.

"There's one more thing I can tell you frankly. I'm definitely going to fight the Duan family. Even if I don't fight them now, you won't be able to escape being dealt with in the future!"

"God is watching what you do. Hundreds of thousands of wronged souls in the north of Wulin are watching your every move. The Duan family doesn't deserve a future!"

"Well, now that we've come to this point, there's nothing more to talk about."

Seeing that he was about to break up with her, Xu Zhenlin's eyes became even colder. He bowed slightly and said goodbye.

"Chao Rong, I'll be waiting for you. I'm really looking forward to the future. I hope to actually fight the Independence Army on the battlefield!"

"Fighting?" Zhang Ye sneered, not hiding his inner disdain. He said bluntly, "No matter what day it is, the Duan faction is no longer worthy of being compared with the Independence Army. Just wait, I will make you and Duan Tianlin die an ugly death!"

"Okay, I'll wait!"

Xu Zhenlin showed no fear and walked away on the spot.

He no longer has the right to choose in this life. His soul has long been branded with the label of "Duan system". He has done everything he should and shouldn't do. No matter what the outcome, he can face it calmly.

As Xu Zhenlin left, Zhang Ye stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the endless river not far away, and his agitated mood gradually calmed down.

This is how the world is. From the moment we are born, we will have various choices to make over the next few decades as our mindset and goals change.

No one knows what will happen tomorrow; they will only choose the most self-serving way based on the current situation.

So, there is no right or wrong, it’s just that people are in different positions and think about things differently.

"Somebody come!"

After a while, Zhang Ye adjusted his mentality and gave a soft order.

"Notify the First Corps to release Xu Zhenlin's troops. At the same time, initiate the offensive plan and launch an attack on Zhili Province."

"This……"

Lu Shan, who was busy recording, was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked in some confusion.

"Marshal, since you're going to attack the Feng clique, why did you let Xu Zhenlin go? We're going to fight sooner or later anyway, so why bother with old ties now?"

"I said that the Independence Army will not take the initiative to attack them."

Zhang Ye's eyes flashed with fatigue, and he stood there sighing.

"The Duan family incident sounded a wake-up call for me. Generosity and kindness cannot forge true friendship. In this era, everyone is the same, and they only care about their own interests."

"So... you want to take this opportunity to weaken the Fengbei Army?"

Lu Shan asked uncertainly.

He was now a little confused about the Marshal's thoughts and could not keep up with the other party's train of thought.

“Sense of distance!”

Zhang Ye himself had not made a final decision and shook his head uncertainly.

"Being close yet distant, seemingly there yet not there, is better than the current state."

"All right……"

Lu Shan nodded, not quite understanding what he meant. Although he didn't fully understand, he had a rough idea of ​​what the Marshal meant.

Human beings are very complex emotional animals, and no one is born to owe anyone anything.

As for the current independence army, they have tried their best to suppress the development of their own forces.

But the result?

This group of people mistakenly believed that Zhang Ye had a weak foundation and wanted to suppress him before he could develop. They even tried every possible means to start a war in various ways.

In that case, why bother pretending to be a chicken with them!

No more playing around, let’s show our cards. Since you guys want to fight, let’s fight hard this time and make all of you hurt until you’re scared!

"How many men can the Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth Corps mobilize to go to the Central Plains battlefield?"

Zhang Ye took out his cigarette box out of habit, sat down on the stone steps at the edge of the pavilion and asked.

He still remembered what Xu Zhenlin had said just now. Since the National Army wanted to get involved in the Central Plains Campaign, then they would all be dealt with in one go!

"Currently, the Second Corps has dispatched 60,000 troops to the Central Plains battlefield, and the remaining 70,000-plus troops are still deployed in western Huishan."

"Except for the 30,000 troops stationed in Shanghai, the remaining 160,000 troops of the Third Corps are still rescuing the victims north of Wulin."

"The Fourth and Fifth Corps, 150,000 men were deployed to Zhijiang to rescue and build dams. 50,000 remained south of Huishan and garrisoned with Wuyuenan. The remaining 100,000 men are currently facing the Yangcheng Nationalist Army on the Jiangyou battlefield!"

Lu Shan spent every day in the operations room and had a relatively good understanding of personnel deployment. After a brief review, he gave a rough figure.

The current independent army is developing too fast, with a total of 800,000 troops, five corps, and 15 field armies, not including mechanized troops, artillery, and rocket troops.

The battlefield spread across four provinces, with more than one hundred combat positions of various sizes.

Even though Lu Shan was smart, he could only count the combat units up to the division level. He really couldn't remember the hundreds of combat regiments below that.

"Nearly half of the troops are engaged in rescue operations. The Duan faction really made a great move."

Zhang Ye pinched the cigarette butt, and his hatred for Xu Zhenlin deepened.

Fortunately, he exchanged three more corps before the war. Otherwise, with only 400,000 people fighting in four provinces, and with the flood in Qujiang, the independent army would definitely be dragged to death.

"Turn the people from Jiangyou towards the Central Plains. Let's wreak havoc on any place we can find. Then we'll have a decisive battle in the Central Plains!"

"At the same time, the Second Corps will transfer another 50,000 troops from its garrison in western Huishan to the Central Plains battlefield."

"Order all artillery regiments, heavy artillery brigades, and rocket units of the Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth Corps to fully turn around and assemble in the Central Plains."

When he heard that all artillery fire would be concentrated on the Central Plains, Lu Shan's hand, which was recording, trembled slightly, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

The combined artillery power of four corps is no small number. There are more than a thousand rocket launchers alone.

Assuming that each launcher can fire fifty rounds at a time, if a thousand launchers are opened at the same time, that would be fifty thousand rounds of artillery shells. With such terrifying artillery coverage, Lu Shan has begun to worry about Feng's faction and the National Army, wondering whether they can survive a basic battle.