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

"Notify Qin Fan immediately and ask him to quickly change the direction of the troops and try every possible means to rescue Commander Jin!" Finally, after careful consideration, Zhang Ye issued this new order.

Although he knew very well in his heart that doing so might not be a wise move, at this moment, he resolutely chose to make this mistake.

The reason is simple, it is just the price paid for the previous decision, and it is also the price to pay for the youthful recklessness and emotionality!

"Marshal, you must think twice before you act! This approach will do us no good at all. Are you really determined to launch this operation?" Lu Shan naturally understood that Zhang Ye had made up his mind, but out of responsibility and concern, he still couldn't suppress his inner worries and asked an extra question.

"Send a telegram. Ali has always performed well. If this operation can be successfully completed, I believe he will be greatly trained and become more mature and stable..." Zhang Ye's eyes were deep and complicated. After sighing softly, he continued with deep emotion: "But if it unfortunately ends in failure, it can only mean that Old Jintou was destined to suffer this disaster, and no one else can be blamed. At least we have tried our best and have a clear conscience!"

"Yes, Commander! I will go and arrange the relevant matters now!" At this point, since the Commander has made up his mind, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, dragons and tigers waiting for everyone ahead, Lu Shan knows that he and other soldiers have no choice but to resolutely implement the order without hesitation and have no intention of retreating!

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To the north of Quancheng is the headquarters of the Inoue Regiment.

In this camp, near the command center, there stands a simple tent where Jin Zaishan is imprisoned.

He was surrounded by military doctors from the Sakura Country. Everyone stared at Jin Zaishan intently, not daring to relax for a moment, for fear that the old man would do something extreme. After all, they had to keep this old guy alive until the trading time.

It was mid-afternoon, and bright sunlight poured in through the gaps in the tent, forming golden beams of light.

However, this warm and bright light did not bring any comfort to Jin Zaishan. He sat on the shabby hospital bed like a idiot, his eyes empty and lifeless, and he fell into silent thought.

In fact, deep down in his heart, Jin Zaishan did not expect the rebels to take any action to rescue him.

After all, he knew very well that he was just an old man who was about to die, and it was not worth it for the resistance army to mobilize so many troops and go to so much trouble for someone like him.

What's more, this action is likely to destroy the hard-earned cooperative relationship between the rebels and the independence army.

Life is short, and decades pass by in the blink of an eye. Now in his fifties and sixties, Jin Zaishan no longer possesses the physical strength and energy of his youth.

Even if he had not been captured this time, according to normal circumstances, he would only have three to five years left before retirement.

But right now, the situation is extremely serious and urgent.

The army of the Sakura Country was advancing like a hungry wolf, advancing with great momentum.

They were full of momentum and unstoppable, as if they were going to crush all the obstacles in their way.

On the other hand, the rebels had to go through countless brutal battles and huge sacrifices before they finally captured the strategic location of Quancheng, thus winning a glimmer of hope for re-emergence for tens of millions of Silla people.

He prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that Jin Junli would not make any stupid mistakes!

You know, it is not worth it to gamble away the family foundation that the rebels have spent decades of hard work to exchange for that tiny, almost negligible chance of survival.

At this moment, he was full of worries, and Jin Junli's figure kept appearing in his mind.

On the one hand, he was very afraid that Jin Junli would offend Zhang Ye because of a momentary impulse. On the other hand, if he really passed away, Jin Junli would not have anyone around him who could help and support him.

As for whether they can successfully take power, let's not talk about it for now. Just think about those political enemies who once had deep hatred with their family. I'm afraid they will take this opportunity to swarm in and launch crazy revenge and attacks on their family.

When he thought of the possible terrible consequences, he felt an unbearable pain in his heart.

With a crisp "rustle" sound, the heavy curtain at the door was lifted.

In an instant, sunlight poured in like a tide, illuminating the slightly dim corners of the house.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of neat and rapid footsteps was heard, and a team of fully armed soldiers walked into the house quickly with vigorous steps.

Each of them held an exquisite tray in their hands, which was filled with sumptuous food.

Because they were on the march and fighting, it was impossible for them to eat on time like ordinary people.

In addition, the old man was of extremely noble status and was seriously injured. Therefore, Inoue carefully instructed the kitchen to prepare a special meal for the old man and not to allow any mistakes or omissions in the food.

At this time, the delicious meals had been neatly placed on the table.

There are not only delicious fish, but also fragrant braised pork and other delicacies, which look really mouth-watering.

However, faced with such rich and tempting food, the old man seemed to have no interest at all, and he didn't even have the desire to look up.

"Commander Jin, now that things have come to this, you should focus on taking care of your body first. After all, only when you are healthy can you better deal with various situations that may arise in the future!" Inoue Sanye walked in slowly from outside the door, with a faint smile on his face that seemed friendly but was actually hypocritical, and he advised earnestly.

As he spoke, he gently waved his hand, signaling the waiters behind him to disperse. He then continued to soothe them, "Feel free to enjoy them. These are all delicious dishes that I specifically instructed the kitchen to prepare with great care. And I can guarantee that there is absolutely no poison mixed in them!"

However, in response to Inoue Sanye's seemingly concerned words and actions, Jin Zaishan simply snorted coldly.

His eyes, which were already filled with anger, were now like burning flames as he stared intently at the enemy in front of him whom he hated to the core. He made no effort to conceal the raging anger in his eyes and the murderous intent that was so strong that it almost overflowed from his eyes.

At this moment, for Jin Zaishan, death became the best way to get relief.

As long as he died, all the problems he faced would vanish in an instant.