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

Time flies, passing by like a flash of light, but the raging flames of war on the Central Plains battlefield still show no sign of stopping, but instead become more and more intense.

On August 27th, the 13th Army of the Independence Army launched a counterattack. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, they pounced on the enemy with overwhelming force, unleashing unstoppable force wherever they went. In just one night, they had completely conquered Tang County.

Faced with such a fierce offensive, the coalition forces were unable to resist and had to retreat repeatedly. Finally, they had no choice but to retreat to Xinxian, trying to make a final struggle there.

On August 30th, after countless fierce charges and battles, the 17th Army finally succeeded in prying open the gate of Rangzhou.

This siege was extremely brutal, and the coalition forces paid a heavy price of more than 10,000 casualties.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Wu Zhongwen, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, made a prompt decision and hastily issued an order to abandon Rangzhou, just to preserve as many of his own few remaining manpower as possible.

On September 5th, Chang Rui launched an all-out attack, mobilizing all his reserve forces to work closely with the 20th Army to launch an unexpected blitzkrieg against Feng's 3rd Division.

For a moment, shouts of killing resounded through the sky, and the soldiers of both sides engaged in close combat. The intensity of the battle was jaw-dropping.

In the end, the Independent Army won a great victory and successfully forced Feng's 3rd Division back to Ping County. During this thrilling battle, the commander of the 3rd Division, Bai Leshan, was fiercely besieged by a small group of troops. Although they failed to capture and behead him alive, they were seriously injured and his life was in danger. He could die at any time.

On September 6, Wu Zhongwen withdrew the battle line, voluntarily abandoned the Xinxian position, and assembled the 200,000 coalition forces south of Rangzhou, with their backs against Moshan, preparing to start the final decisive battle.

There is not much room left for them to move. If they do not launch a counterattack while they still have strength, the coalition forces will soon be eaten away bit by bit by the independence army, and eventually end up in regret and lose the Central Plains!

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The Qizhou Hospital was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. People were coming and going in the corridors, and medical staff were busy moving around.

Zhang Ye, who had just returned from the front line, looked tired but walked hurriedly.

During this period of time, he has been busy on the front line. The intense work has left him with almost no time to care about things in the rear. He only knows about Fang Yu's condition through brief communications.

However, at this moment, when he actually stood at the door of Fang Yu's ward, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable guilt and worry in his heart.

Slowly pushing open the door, what came into view was Fang Yu lying on the hospital bed, his body wrapped in thick bandages.

The face that was once full of vigor and vitality now looked pale and haggard. Even a simple action like sitting up seemed extremely difficult for him.

Although he had known in advance that Fang Yu was seriously injured, Zhang Ye's heart was still hit hard as if by a heavy hammer when he saw such a scene with his own eyes, and grief instantly surged in his heart.

"Marshal, why did you come back suddenly?" Fang Yu was lying on the hospital bed, listening attentively to his secretary reading the latest battle report. When he caught a glimpse of the familiar figure at the door from the corner of his eye, a happy smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

However, just a moment later, he seemed to remember something, and while enduring the severe pain from the wounds on his body, he struggled to sit up from the bed and salute.

"Alright, alright! Stop trying to be tough here. Just lie still and don't move!"

Before Fang Yu could fully stand up, Zhang Ye, who was standing at the door, strode forward, reached out and pressed Fang Yu's shoulder hard, and spoke with a concerned look on his face.

At this moment, Lu Shan, who was following Zhang Ye, walked into the ward with a bunch of beautifully packaged nutritional supplements in his arms.

When he saw Fang Yu lying on the hospital bed, looking as miserable as a tightly wrapped mummy, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then he grinned and teased, "I say, you're really something! You just want to rest for a few days, but you have to make yourself look so miserable?"

"We always say that the Marshal is partial, taking us out to drink and eat meat. This time, you have something to eat. They are all imported nutritional supplements. Make them as much as you can."

"Hmph, why don't you switch places with me and give it a try?" Fang Yu rolled his eyes in annoyance. If he hadn't been unable to move at the moment, he would have jumped up from the hospital bed and given him two big slaps.

"Hehehe... Come on! I'm not as lucky as you, lying here comfortably and enjoying my life! I was born to work hard, so I'd better hurry back to the front and continue fighting!"

Lu Shan didn't care about Fang Yu's unfriendly look and tone at all, and continued to chat with him beside the bed with a smile on his face.

The offensive on the front line has been going very smoothly during this period, so they took advantage of this rare free opportunity to rush back to visit their old comrades who were injured and hospitalized, and also to express their condolences.

"That's about it! Why do you always stab people in the heart? Our President Fang is still a patient. He needs to stay cheerful at all times so that he can recover faster!"

Zhang Ye was sitting quietly in front of the hospital bed at this time. Looking at Fang Yu with a depressed face, he couldn't help but tease him a few times.

No matter what, as long as you are still alive, it is the greatest blessing in the world.

After all, there is hope only when you are alive.

"Marshal, please stop making fun of me with them!"

Fang Yu's face, which was already pale, was now slightly flushed, and his mind couldn't help but recall the thrilling explosion scene that day.

"Alas... I have only myself to blame for what happened this time. I neglected the management of the station, allowing those cunning enemy spies to take advantage of the situation."

Hearing this, Zhang Ye's face showed a look of relief.

He reached out his hand and gently patted Fang Yu's shoulder, comforting him earnestly, "As the saying goes, 'Every failure makes you wiser'. If you can think this way, it proves that the injury you suffered this time was not in vain.

How can life always be smooth sailing? It is inevitable that we will encounter some bumps and setbacks.

Your little setback is nothing serious. Just stay here and recuperate. Don't worry about anything else. Getting well is your most important priority right now!"