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

The chief of staff, who was already in a terrible mood and upset, felt as if his head was about to explode when he heard the shrill and annoying crying sound.

He could no longer tolerate the annoying noise and immediately shouted angrily, "What are you shouting about? What do you think this is? Is this a messy vegetable market?"

He then continued his rant without mercy, "As the commander-in-chief of an army, you should have the dignity and bearing of a commander-in-chief. Look at you now. Where is the demeanor of a general? You are simply a disgrace to our army!"

After saying this, Jin Junli waved his hands impatiently and shouted irritably, "Alright, stop rambling! Let's get down to business!"

Obviously, at this moment he urgently needs an efficient way of communication. Any unnecessary nonsense will make him feel extremely bored. Only by getting straight to the point and getting straight to the point can he satisfy his urgent need for information acquisition.

At this moment, the frontline commander wiped his tears with his hands and sobbed as he reported the situation to Jin Junli.

His face flushed red with excitement, tears streaming down his face, he mumbled, "Your Highness... Your Highness has been captured by the enemy! They... They also demanded that you, Your Highness, personally negotiate with them immediately, otherwise... otherwise, they will cruelly chop off your limbs..."

After hearing this, Jin Junli's eyes widened instantly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Then, he seemed to be struck by a bolt from the blue. He suddenly jumped up from his seat and slammed his hands on the table in front of him, making a loud "bang".

With this loud noise, the teacups and documents on the table jumped up.

At the same time, his eyes, which were originally bloodshot, turned even scarlet at this moment, filled with extremely brutal murderous intent.

However, something unexpected happened.

Before Jin Junli could say a word, everyone was horrified to see that his originally tall and upright body suddenly began to shake violently.

In just a blink of an eye, his shaky body fell straight forward as if it had lost its support, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"Young Prince!" The chief of staff was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He leaped forward like lightning and steadily supported Jin Junli who was lying on the ground.

His face was filled with anxiety, veins bulging on his forehead, and his voice became hoarse from tension and worry. He couldn't stop shouting, "Young Prince, you must hold on! The situation is extremely critical right now, and we need you to take charge!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Junli, who was nearly fainting, used up all his remaining strength and gasped for breath, saying, "Prepare...prepare the car! I...I need to go rescue the commander-in-chief immediately!"

At this moment, he had no choice at all. He had only one thought in his mind, to rescue his father no matter what.

However, at this moment, the chief of staff glared and shouted, "No!"

This roar was like a bolt from the blue, shaking everyone present.

He quickly gestured for the guards to stop preparing the vehicles, then earnestly advised Jin Junli, "Young Prince, the enemy and I are engaged in a fierce battle, and the fighting is in full swing. If you rashly go in person to negotiate, wouldn't you fall right into the enemy's trap?"

However, at this time, Jin Junli had already been completely overwhelmed by the news that his father had been captured.

He struggled desperately to stand up from the ground like a mad beast.

Although people around him tried to stop him, he still pushed them away and insisted on going to the enemy camp to negotiate with them.

He knew in his heart that the resistance army could do without Jin Junli, but they absolutely could not lose the old man.

Without the commander-in-chief, the resistance army would be like a pile of loose sand, and would collapse in an instant without the enemy's encirclement and suppression.

……

An hour later, about five miles north of Quancheng.

On this open land, the Inoue Corps quickly built a uniquely shaped pavilion.

At this moment, a large number of soldiers from the Sakura Country rushed in like a tide, tightly surrounding the small pavilion, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the defense was impenetrable.

In the center of the pavilion, there is an exquisite small table.

Inoue Sanye sat leisurely at the table with a set of exquisite tea set in front of him.

He slowly lit the charcoal fire and carefully boiled water to prepare tea.

The whole person looks extremely relaxed and at ease.

Sitting opposite Inoue Sanye was Jin Zaishan, who had a pale face and indifferent expression.

Although he was now a prisoner, he did not show any sign of servility.

His sharp eyes coldly scanned the soldiers around him who were watching eagerly, and then he suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "What kind of tricks are you trying to play?"

Faced with Jin Zaishan's blunt questioning, Inoue Sanye just smiled slightly, as if he didn't care at all.

He gently lifted the teapot and slowly poured the freshly boiled hot water into the teacup.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance of tea filled the air.

Then, with a smile on his face, Inoue Sanye picked up one of the freshly brewed cups of tea and politely gestured to Jin Zaishan, saying, "Commander Jin, please be patient. As for our plans, you will naturally know what they are in a moment. Before that, why not try some of the tea I brought from my hometown? It's a rare treasure, and its taste is absolutely first-class!"

As he spoke, he handed the cup of hot tea in his hand to Jin Zaishan.

"Hmph, I've never had the habit of drinking tea!" Jin Zaishan glared at the man in front of him, his eyes spitting fire. He retorted bluntly, "Stop playing these empty tricks on me! I advise you to put away those useless little tricks immediately! If you want to kill me or torture me, go ahead, but don't even think about getting any valuable information from me."

Hearing this, a sinister smile appeared on the other party's hateful face. Seeing this, Jin Zaishan became even more furious and couldn't help but glare at him fiercely again.

"No, no, no, you're totally wrong to say that."

Inoue Sanye shook his head gently and looked at Jin Zaishan with an unfathomable smile in his eyes. "Your value is not determined by us, and of course, it is not determined by you alone. Everything depends on the decision made by the resistance."

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a low and loud engine roar suddenly came from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, a row of military vehicles came rushing towards this side like lightning.

As the distance got closer, it became clear that each vehicle had a rebel flag hanging high, fluttering in the wind.

Seeing this scene, Inoue Sanye immediately became complacent. He threw his head back and laughed wildly, his voice shrill and piercing, "Hahahahaha, look, they seem to be unable to wait!"