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

"Think carefully, this is a big business, and you have to do the work if you take the money."

Cao Xin looked at him with interest, wanting to see how long this guy could hold it in.

"Of course, but I also have conditions. You cannot interfere with my command!"

Feng Yuxiang curled up in the solid wood armchair and put forward his request.

What he said was a disguised rejection of the entry of outside forces.

After all, they spend money and listen to you in everything. Do you really think they are being taken advantage of?

"Hahaha, brother, you really know how to play this game. If I were half as smart as you, I wouldn't be in this situation now!"

After hearing this, Cao Xin couldn't help but burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed in the air for a long time.

Faced with this old turtle that he couldn't catch no matter what, he really was at his wit's end.

The situation is now clear. On the land of Daxia, there is no longer any powerful force that can effectively stop and interfere with the advance of the Independence Army.

Even Feng Yuxiang, who is usually smart, knows this very well, but he chooses to play dumb again and again.

No matter how tempting the conditions and prices offered by the other party were, he was unwilling to step forward and act as a pawn or cannon fodder for others.

Over the years, Feng Yuxiang has always adhered to a belief that no matter how many men and horses he has, how many guns and ammunition he has, or how much territory he occupies, it actually doesn't matter.

What really matters is to live long and be the one who laughs last. Only in this way can you get the final rewards!

"Brother, you're joking. I'm just a coward. Just like the rumors say, I don't have any big ambitions, and I can't do anything earth-shattering. I just want to have a piece of land and my brothers to have enough food to eat."

Feng Yuxiang took the opportunity to express his true thoughts.

This was his usual routine, pretending to be timid at all times and in all places, always keeping a humble and low-key attitude, and smiling at everyone he met.

It was also thanks to this skill that he was able to spread his influence throughout the northwestern provinces and secure his position as the governor of Hedong Province.

Seeing that this guy had no intention of continuing the conversation, Cao Xin sighed secretly, stood up and said goodbye.

"Brother, thank you for your hospitality tonight. I'm going to go back and rest first. I've been so tired lately. I'm really exhausted!"

"Okay, okay, Mr. Cao, please feel free to ask for help if you need anything. The entire Hedong Province is our home, and we have everything we need!"

Feng Yuxiang stood up with a smile and was about to take a step to see the other person off, but was stopped by Cao Xin and stopped in the study.

With his departure, Feng Yuxiang was left alone in the quiet study, standing at the door. He looked at the figure walking away, sighing with a complicated look in his eyes.

"It's truly tragic and lamentable that such a great hero has met such a fate. What a pity..."

At this moment, the fate of Feng Xi and Cao Xin could no longer be rewritten.

Even if the Central Plains Campaign could not completely wipe them out, the Feng faction would only be able to hide in remote areas and would never have the chance to get involved in the Central Plains and go north to Beijing in this life.

……

Time flies. A week later, the situation on the Central Plains battlefield changed drastically and became tense.

After nearly ten days of adjustment and preparation, Qizhou's logistics support units have regained their vitality and vigor.

During this period, relevant departments have taken a series of effective measures to alleviate the huge pressure on ammunition transportation.

As these problems were properly resolved, all kinds of emergency supplies were continuously delivered to the front line like a tide, and the transportation speed was significantly and greatly improved compared with before.

It was also during this period that batches of brand new tank plates were safely delivered to designated locations.

With their arrival, the independence army soldiers who had been silent for many days could no longer suppress their inner desire, and they were eager to try.

On the Yudu front, the 8th and 9th Armies of the Independent Army and the subsequent support of the 13th, 17th and 21st Armies quickly joined the battle sequence, forming an indestructible steel torrent.

At 9 o'clock in the evening on August 12, the night sky was full of twinkling stars, but at this moment everyone's attention was focused on this war-torn land.

With an order, 150,000 brave and fearless soldiers roared in unison and launched a fierce attack on the enemy.

The three heavy tank brigades accompanying them were as unstoppable as a tiger descending a mountain. Their steel tracks crushed all obstacles in their way. The armored vehicle troops shuttled across the battlefield at lightning speed, flexibly and maneuverably attacking the enemy's vital parts.

The rocket artillery units rose into the sky like dragons of fire, roaring away with the power to destroy everything. In the rear, twenty artillery regiments showed no sign of weakness. The dense artillery fire hit the enemy positions like a torrential rain, tearing them apart inch by inch.

In an instant, the area within a radius of fifty kilometers in Yudu was plunged into fierce fighting.

The deafening roar of artillery fire rose one after another, resounding through the sky, illuminating the entire sky with a strange red light.

Countless shells fell from the sky like raindrops, easily destroying the solid fortifications that the coalition forces had spent many days painstakingly building with their thunderous force.

The entire battlefield was filled with smoke and flames, and the shouts and sounds of gunfire resounded through the heavens and earth, interweaving into a heart-stirring symphony of war.

At the Yudu Command Center, Zhang Ye sat on the edge of the mountaintop. He didn't need an optical telescope at all. Looking around, he saw clusters of dazzling light all around him. The sound of the explosion could be clearly heard by his ears even though it was dozens of kilometers away.

"Report, the 107th Regiment of the 37th Division of the 13th Army has successfully breached Tang County's outer defenses and is currently advancing in an orderly manner under the cover of tank units!"

"Report, the 26th Division of the 9th Army is stuck 15 miles east of Ping County and is undergoing its third round of artillery attacks. The enemy is still receiving reinforcements. The 26th Division requests artillery support!"

"Report, the 17th Army has successfully broken through the enemy's frontal blockade and is accelerating its advance towards Rangzhou!"

……

Next to the cabin in the rear, in the command center where Chang Rui was located, the staff headquarters was unusually lively, with various reports, requests for battle, and telephones ringing non-stop.

Even though it was far away, it was still so noisy that it made my head hurt.

"Marshal, it won't be quiet tonight. How about we go down the mountain and find a place to sleep?"

Lu Shan, who had been watching the front-line battlefield for a while, put down the optical telescope, rubbed his sore eyes, and persuaded.

The combat order has been issued, and what remains is for each department to carry out their work, which has nothing much to do with them.

After all, the various military departments are not just for show. They can solve general minor problems on their own and there is no need for higher-level units to worry about them.