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

"What is going on? Where did the gunshots come from?" Jin Zaishan, who was taking a nap in the car, was awakened by the sudden gunshots. He endured the discomfort of his body, propped himself up with difficulty, and asked loudly with a look of astonishment and anxiety.

You know, at this moment, the area they are in should still be under the control of the rebels. Normally, there would be no gunshots, unless...

Could it be that they encountered a small enemy force during the march?

Thinking of this, Jin Zaishan couldn't help but frown and became worried. For a moment he was completely confused and couldn't figure out what had happened.

Just as he was thinking hard and frowning, he saw a ragged soldier with a bloody face stumbling and running wildly from the front. He then suddenly rushed to the car window, tightly grasped the window frame with both hands, and roared in an almost desperate and hoarse voice: "Commander-in-Chief, run away! They are not the people sent by the headquarters to reinforce us, but the hateful Sakura people!"

However, before the soldier could finish his words, there was a loud "bang" and a bullet whizzed in like lightning, hitting him accurately between the eyebrows.

In an instant, the soldier's body trembled violently, and then he fell straight to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, and died on the spot.

Blood gushed out from his wound, quickly dyeing the ground beneath him red, forming a shocking pool of blood.

This scene happened right in front of Jin Zaishan, leaving him dumbfounded and heartbroken.

At this moment, the originally intense gunshots around gradually became weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Judging from this situation, this thrilling battle is obviously coming to an end.

Jin Zaishan endured the severe pain from his shoulder, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to grope out a pistol from under the bed and held it tightly in his hand.

He opened his eyes wide, looking extremely nervous and vigilant as he observed the movements around him, not daring to relax at all.

Just at this moment, the dwarfs who had successfully eliminated all the guards came quickly to the car with light and quick steps.

The guy walking in front, when he saw Jin Zaishan lying in the car unharmed and safe, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because as long as this crucial Lao Jin is still alive, their mission this time will be successfully completed!

However, facing these unexpected enemies, Jin Zaishan was furious. His fiery eyes fixed on the group of hateful guys in front of him, and he angrily demanded, "What on earth do you want to do? Is this the only kind of sneaky and shady business you can do?"

Hearing this question, the dwarf leading the group not only showed no fear, but instead uttered a disgusting sneer.

He easily confiscated Jin Zaishan's pistol and responded sarcastically, "Hehehe... Commander Jin, you're completely wrong! As the saying goes, 'Warfare is the art of deception!' Taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they're unprepared has always been a tactic we excel at. It's a shame you're so foolish and slow-witted that you haven't learned any useful lessons from your repeated failures for all this time!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and decisively issued an order: "Come here, quickly take this guy away from me, move quickly!"

They didn't give Jin Zaishan a chance to delay, quickly started the car, and sped towards the dark mountain road.

As long as we can successfully capture this old guy, it will be a great achievement. Therefore, the most important thing at this moment is to seize the time to meet up with the support team and ensure that there will be no accidents during the entire journey.

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The next morning, as the dawn broke, the sound of artillery fire outside the city continued all night long. The deafening roar seemed to tear the sky apart, making everyone in the city nervous and terrified.

No one dared to sleep. Everyone was filled with fear and anxiety, fearing that the enemy would suddenly break through the city gate in the second half of the night, and then rush into the city like hungry wolves to burn, kill and loot at will.

However, in stark contrast to everyone else's panic, Zhang Ye, under the tight protection of a group of guards, appeared exceptionally calm and composed, and did not worry too much about the development of the situation.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he returned to his residence without any hesitation, fell headfirst onto the bed, and soon fell into a sweet dream, snoring soundly. He slept so soundly.

I slept until the sun was high in the sky and the clock pointed to around nine o'clock before I woke up slowly.

At this moment, Zhang Ye, who had just woken up from a sweet dream, walked to the door in his pajamas with sleepy eyes.

I saw him squatting casually, leaning on the stone steps at the door, holding a toothbrush in his hand, brushing his teeth intermittently.

Beside him, the diligent guards had already prepared washbasins, towels and various cleaning tools needed for washing, and placed them neatly aside.

They all stood upright, staring at Zhang Ye intently, waiting for their master's order, and then they would rush forward to serve him attentively and considerately.

Zhang Ye rinsed his mouth slowly and casually, "How was the battle last night?"

After all, he had returned to his residence to rest at around 1:00 a.m. in the middle of the night, so he naturally had no idea what happened on the battlefield afterwards.

"The main force has successfully returned to support us, and the enemy's artillery fire has dropped sharply. It seems that you are no longer in a hurry to attack the city." Lu Shan took the morning's summary and reported to him: "Also, something strange happened last night."

"What's strange?" Zhang Ye asked softly, wiping the foam from the corner of his mouth.

"Reporting from the port, after dark last night, someone went to borrow a car saying they were transporting Commander Jin Zaishan. But all night has passed, and I haven't heard anything about Commander Jin's return." Lu Shan speculated, puzzled. "If he was being transferred elsewhere for recuperation, it would be fine, but the group said they were transporting him back to Quancheng!"

"I think something must have happened here, and I can't rule out the possibility of someone being killed!"