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

Regarding whether it will personally go to Qindao to negotiate relevant matters, the Sakura Country has not given a clear answer.

In this regard, Zhang Ye didn't want to waste any more energy arguing with them on this matter.

An order was immediately issued to He Wei to lead two regiments to quickly enter Qindao and hold large-scale military exercises there.

These soldiers would guard the seashore all day when they had nothing to do. Once they found a strange ship approaching, they would bomb and shoot without hesitation. I don't think those dwarfs would dare to sneak ashore.

The situation reversed and the battlefield in the Central Plains was once again engulfed in flames.

Cao Xin and his army have assembled a large force in the Moshan area. After several days of intensive preparations, they finally began to take action.

In the quiet and deep night, a warm and gentle breeze gently blows across the earth.

The lights were bright inside the Qizhou government office.

Zhang Ye sat upright in the main seat, staring intently at the huge and realistic sand table model in front of him, carefully studying the ever-changing situation on the battlefield.

Judging from the intelligence and information continuously transmitted back from the front-line positions, Cao Xin had obviously made up his mind to fight to the death this time, and resolutely led Feng's troops to launch a frontal attack on the enemy.

At the same time, Zhang Kui of the National Army did not stand idly by and do nothing.

Hundreds of thousands of troops under his command surged out from the right side like a tide, launching round after round of continuous and extremely fierce attacks and harassment on the flanks and artillery positions of the Independence Army.

Although it would be difficult for them to advance in a short period of time, as far as the current situation is concerned, the coalition forces have made great progress in command in this battle.

They abandoned large areas of positions with depth advantages and instead engaged in fierce battles with the Independence Army in the rugged and winding mountains.

This strategy cleverly limited the advance speed of mechanized troops, and the complex and changeable mountain terrain made it difficult for those steel behemoths to exert their powerful mobility.

Not only that, they were also able to make full use of the obstacles in the mountains as natural cover and successfully avoid the heavy bombardment from heavy artillery units.

As news of the battle situation continued to come back, the situation on the sand table in front of everyone became increasingly tense and severe.

Zhang Ye stared intently at the small red flag representing the enemy army that kept moving and changing position on the sand table. His brows were slightly furrowed, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I have to admit, these old guys are quite capable! If they were put in charge of command and dispatch at the outset of the war, it's hard to say what the situation on the Central Plains battlefield would have turned out like."

However, Chief of Staff Xie Weishan shook his head slightly. He held another small red flag in his hand and slowly paced in front of the sand table, calmly analyzing the situation. "It's too late now! Our logistical support and all our ammunition supplies have already been piled up at the front. Judging from the current situation, we are fully capable of launching more than ten consecutive offensive operations of the same scale, but can they withstand such a sustained and fierce attack?"

"You must know that while their current location is advantageous for defense, it is extremely disadvantageous for launching a large-scale offensive. If they dare to easily leave this position they are defending, it would be a pipe dream to think of advancing again!"

"You can't be so confident!" Zhang Ye frowned slightly and shook his head solemnly, disagreeing with his point of view.

He slowly stood up and walked steadily to where Mo Shan was.

After standing still, he stretched out his right index finger and gently pointed at the Qinghe area on the east side of the map, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Alas, now whenever I see water, I can't help but feel a wave of fear in my heart. I must inform Chang Rui and ask him to focus his attention here. We must take strict precautions and hold on tightly. We must not let a tragedy like the one that happened in Qujiang happen again!"

As Zhang Ye spoke, he unconsciously clenched his fists, as if he was recalling the thrilling scene.

Xu Zhenlin's bombing of Qujiang dealt Zhang Ye an extremely heavy blow, leaving an indelible shadow deep in his heart.

From then on, whenever there was a large reservoir or river around the battlefield, his heart would beat like a drum and he could not calm down no matter what.

Xie Weishan, who was standing by, keenly noticed Zhang Ye's worry, and tried hard to suppress the urge to smile, trying not to laugh out loud.

It is surprising and interesting that the leader of the Independence Army is afraid of something.

However, Xie Weishan knew that this was not the time to make fun of him, so he quickly spoke to comfort him.

"Please rest assured, Marshal. Qinghe is firmly under our control. There will be no more mishaps."

The words were full of confidence and determination.

"Reporting to the Marshal, the latest news from the front! There seems to be a serious internal conflict within the Feng faction. The shouts of killing are heard from within their camp one after another!"

No sooner said than done, a signalman came jogging towards us in a hurry, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead sliding down his cheeks, obviously he had just experienced a rapid run.

Hearing this sudden report, Zhang Ye was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise on his face.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the chief of staff beside him. The moment their eyes met, they both saw the same shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ye did not dare to delay for a moment. He quickly reached out to take the intelligence document handed over by the signalman and began to check it impatiently.

As he read deeper, Zhang Ye's brows furrowed deeper. When he read that Feng's 5th Division on the front line had openly launched a riot, the camp was filled with the sound of gunfire, and a large number of soldiers suffered heavy casualties, the doubts in his heart became heavier.

Unable to suppress his anxiety any longer, he quickly asked, "Have you received any news of a surrender? Could it be that someone on our side has successfully instigated a rebellion in the 5th Division?"

In Zhang Ye's opinion, if the enemy had not been secretly instigated by their own independent army, how could they have killed each other so crazily?

After all, even if they lose their minds to the extreme, they will not cut off their own lives with their own hands.

However, facing Zhang Ye's anxious inquiry, Xie Weishan on the side slowly shook his head and denied it.

"We haven't received any information regarding surrender or defection yet. And think about it, Marshal. Our Independence Army has always upheld the principle of never taking prisoners. Furthermore, the fighting between the two sides has reached such a fierce and stalemate point. If they truly wanted to incite the enemy to revolt, they would have already taken action. Why would they wait until now for this civil unrest to break out?"

As he spoke, Xie Weishan once again focused his attention on the intelligence, reading it over and over again word by word, trying to find some clues that had been missed.

Suddenly, an extremely bold and astonishing guess flashed through his mind like lightning...