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

The world of fireworks in the foreign concessions, the turbulent times of Shanghai.

Unlike other cities, Shanghai is a highly controversial place.

For those passionate and ambitious young people, there is gold everywhere and opportunities everywhere. As long as they dare to fight, they may be able to get a chance to change their destiny.

But for ordinary people, Shanghai is no different from other places, and is even worse than a small county town in the countryside.

Here, there are numerous gangs, various forces emerging one after another, and there are countless foreigners.

Gang fights can be seen everywhere on the streets and docks, and bullying by police officers is also the norm. If ordinary people want to survive here, they can either rely on their own strength to accept exploitation, or pick up a machete and join a gang, living one day at a time and ending up with a painful end.

As for the people at the bottom, it doesn’t matter. No one cares whether you are dead or alive. This is the true portrayal of Shanghai.

Despite this, the city still attracts countless young people with dreams who are eager to show their talents in this place full of opportunities.

Those living at the bottom of society silently bear the pressure from all sides and struggle hard to survive.

In this context, everyone is looking for their own way out and trying to find their own place in this bustling city.

Hongkou Port.

After more than seven hours of continuous attacks, the 30,000 vanguard troops of the Independence Army successfully entered Shanghu.

The outcome of last night's battle was beyond everyone's expectations.

Cao Xin did not expect that the independent army would be so powerful, and Lu Shan did not expect that Feng's 170,000 troops would be so weak. As soon as the two sides came into contact, those guys were like paper, and they were quickly defeated with a slight poke.

It was also for this reason that Lu Shan made a prompt decision to withdraw the troops that were preparing to advance deep into the enemy territory and first station them in Shanghu.

He knew very well that winning the battle last night would not mean much, it would be better to occupy a piece of chassis for use.

Moreover, Shanghai is much better than ordinary rural cities. Even if it does not bring much economic benefits in the short term, in the long run, this precious land can definitely play a role beyond ordinary people's imagination.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the former Feng faction headquarters.

After the overnight evacuation last night, the entire camp was in a mess, with all kinds of household garbage everywhere. Now, when the independence army arrived here, the first thing they did was not to fight, but to clean up the camp, which was also pretty messed up.

"report!"

In the center of the camp, inside the government office, Lu Shan, who was inspecting the new office, raised his head and responded.

"Enter!"

"Report to the commander-in-chief, there are a few foreigners outside the door, saying they want to see you."

The guard reported with red eyes.

They rushed all the way here last night and didn't suffer in the cold weather. They haven't had time to sleep yet.

"Foreigners? Let them in."

Lu Shan nodded slightly, already knowing the purpose of these guys coming here.

Early in the morning, before entering the city, he received news from the intelligence organization that the Feng family was selling off various assets in preparation for fleeing.

At this time, the only people who had the courage to spend money to buy assets were the foreigners in the major concessions.

But Lu Shan didn't care about all this. In his mind, I came here to fight. If the enemy ran away, his assets would definitely belong to me. No matter what sales contract you have, it's useless and I won't recognize it.

Ten minutes later, the guard led two foreigners in suits and ties with extraordinary demeanor into the office.

As soon as the two sides met, a look of surprise flashed across the blue eyes of the leading foreigner.

He didn't expect that the commander of the independent army garrison would be so young. Judging from his appearance, Lu Shanding was at most twenty-four or twenty-five years old. Although his aura and pressure were quite extraordinary, it was still shocking to say that he was the highest commander of nearly 200,000 troops.

"Hello sir, my name is Wells, and I'm the Deputy Director of the Shanghai Municipal Council."

The foreigner who took the lead had a pretty good attitude. He took the initiative to step forward and extend his hand to introduce himself.

Regarding this smiling tiger, Lu Shan also held the mentality of not hitting a smiling person, and said politely with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Wells. I'm Lu Shan, commander-in-chief of the Third Corps of the Independence Army. Welcome, but today is a bit unfortunate. We just landed in Shanghai and our office is not yet tidied. I'm afraid we can't host you."

"Hahaha, you're welcome, Mr. Lu. We'll have plenty of time to drink tea and chat in the future."

Wells squinted his eyes and smiled happily, but his words were weaker than his kidneys.

He is a thousand-year-old fox, why is he still pretending!

"Okay, I'll definitely go to the International Settlement when I have time and try your coffee."

Lu Shan patted the back of his hand affectionately, glanced at the reception area next to him and greeted him.

"Come, please take a seat, gentlemen."

"Thank you."

Wells moved to the sofa in the reception area, pondered for a moment, and then took the initiative to speak.

"We came here today for no other reason than to give Mr. Lu a gift. Firstly, to express our International Settlement's welcome to the Independence Army, and secondly, to make friends with Mr. Lu."

As Wells spoke, the assistant took out a document from his bag and handed it over.

"This is the title deed to the land beneath our feet. The Feng family has already sold it to the concession, but to express our sincerity as the concession holder, we now intend to give it to Mr. Lu."

"Give it to me?"

Lu Shan had a look of surprise on his face, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Take my land and give it to me?

You foreigners are the ones who know how to have fun!

If this happened in Wu Yue or Dong Lu, Lu Shan wouldn't waste any time talking to them. He would just pull out his gun, point it at their heads, and kick these two idiots out.

I have already occupied the territory, what the hell are you talking about?

Just give it to me! Show off your ability!

"That's right. This piece of land is given to Mr. Lu for free. We only hope to establish a friendly and healthy space for common development with the Independence Army."

Wells grinned continuously, and although his words were polite, there was an imperceptible arrogance in his eyes.

These guys are not good men and women. In their eyes, the Daxia people are just a group of natives who can only fight among themselves, a group of uneducated barbarians, and are not worthy of being on equal footing with them.

Even though the Feng faction had become a cooperative partner, foreigners did not truly regard them as allies or partners.

There is no other purpose for coming here today, it is purely for testing.

If Lu Shan is interested in cooperation and is willing to build a communication channel with Zhang Ye, then this matter can still be discussed.

If they don't know what's good for them and don't give me this face, then it doesn't matter.

The foreign masters have plenty of ways to force him to submit.

Is Feng Xi awesome?

There are also hundreds of thousands of troops, many brave generals, and the President of the early Republic of China!

You'll still be their running dog.

Nowadays, no matter whether you are an ordinary citizen or a soldier, aren’t they all doing it for money?

As long as they can provide more funds and more diversified weapons and equipment support, which warlord can resist such temptation?

Especially in the land of Daxia, every man of marriageable age has a heroic dream and an emperor dream in his heart, and warlords are no exception!

Why are the Feng clique willing to be their running dogs? Isn’t it because Old Feng ascended to the position of acting president with their support?