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

"Duan Tianlin, a great hero of his time, ended up like this. It's truly a pity."

After listening to the entire telegram, Zhang Ye looked at the two people beside him with a look of melancholy and emotion.

"What do you think?"

"Marshal, the three parties are fighting fiercely right now. It's best for us not to interfere. Besides, the Feng faction already has a feud with us. Even if we speak out, I don't think it will have much effect."

Fang Yu hurriedly tried to persuade him, as he was afraid that Zhang Ye would act impulsively because of their old relationship.

The three provinces of Eastern Shandong are developing rapidly. There is absolutely no need for them to get involved in this mess. No matter what the outcome is, they will not gain any benefits. If they get into trouble, they will only repeat the same mistakes and trigger a new round of war.

It's really not worth it!

"Marshal, why don't we discuss with the Fengbei Army and release General Huang?"

Lu Shan held a different opinion. He knew that Zhang Ye was still concerned about him, otherwise he would not have hesitated for so long.

"He's your teacher after all. Bring him back and settle him in Donglu Province. Let him live comfortably for a few years, and that will be enough to end this teacher-student relationship. As for the people in Duan's department, we really can't control them that much."

"He won't agree, and he won't live alone."

Zhang Ye shook his head with great certainty. He knew Huang Weize quite well. Although he had some small thoughts of making money and coveting power, he was generally a good person with his own pride and bottom line.

If I bring him back alone, even if others don't gossip about him, he won't be able to get over the psychological barrier.

"What demands did the Fengbei Army and the Feng Clique make?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ye decided to intervene.

He is not doing this for others, but to give everyone dignity.

When warlords fight each other, there will definitely be losers. If you force the enemy into a desperate situation every time, you will be cutting off your own retreat.

Lao Zhang and Cao Xin should both understand this.

Besides, they are old friends from the Beiyang period, so there is no need to push them too hard.

"The Fengbei Army wants the capital, and the Feng faction wants southern Zhijiang Province. They also demand that Duan Tianlin step down and all his troops surrender!"

Fang Yu lowered his head and reported in a low voice.

He felt that Zhang Ye was acting too impulsively at the moment. The three-way melee was provoked by them themselves. Now, it was time to decide the outcome, and the winner should set the rules.

The Independence Army's involvement in this matter is unjustified and will definitely lead to gossip.

Typical thankless behavior!

"Too greedy, wanting both. No wonder Old Duan is so angry."

Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes, looked at the dancing flames in the stove, and spoke softly.

"The Duan clique has come this far, and failure is enough to crush Old Duan's heart. They want territory and his resignation, but they actually want his direct troops. How dare these two old guys!"

"The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. If someone wins, they will definitely make conditions."

Fang Yu said in a muffled voice, while he started to make random guesses in his mind.

He wanted to see how Zhang Ye would intervene in this matter.

"Send a telegram to Marshal Zhang and see if you can save face. Just ask for the capital, not their direct troops."

"At the same time, a telegram was sent to the entire nation, announcing that Duan Tianlin, the leader of the Duan clique, has voluntarily resigned and his troops are to withdraw from Zhijiang Province and the capital!"

Zhang Ye quickly came up with a response plan and even sent the telegram that Lao Duan was going to prepare.

This was the best solution he could think of, Duan Tianlin stepped down and gave the territory to others.

As for how the Duan system will develop in the future, that depends on them.

Will the Feng faction agree?

He can agree or not. If it doesn't work, just try again. This time the Independence Army will unite with the Duan faction to see if they can get Cao Xin out of power!

"Marshal, if we contact the Fengbei Army now, what if they ask for too much?"

Lu Shan reminded with a little concern.

His worry was not unreasonable. After all, there was no friendship between the Independence Army and the Fengbei Army.

This is the first time you ask someone to give up tens of thousands of surrendered soldiers. If Lao Zhang takes this opportunity to ask for military weapons and equipment, will you accept it or not?

"I'll give you whatever you want, but there's a condition. If you want my things, you have to do the work of the Daxia people."

A sneer appeared on Zhang Ye's face, and he said without hesitation.

"The dwarf has taken up too much territory. From now on, we must do everything we can to curb him!"

……

Half an hour later, Old Zhang, who was in his official residence in Beijing, had already laid down on the bed, ready to have a good sleep.

To be honest, I didn't bring a woman with me this time. It's really awkward to be alone every night.

I must hurry up and find a woman to warm my bed. As the dignified King of Fengbei, I don’t even have a woman to warm my feet. It would be such a laughing stock if it got out.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

"Marshal, are you asleep?"

There was a knock on the door, and then the adjutant was heard asking in a low voice while leaning through the crack of the door.

"What's the matter? It's the middle of the night. Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Old Zhang finally felt a little sleepy, but when he heard the shouting outside, he cursed in displeasure.

"I just lay down and I'm not even warm yet, why is he trying to cause trouble now?"

"Marshal, this is a telegram from Zhang Ye of the Donglu Independence Army."

The adjutant reminded stubbornly.

"Who!? Zhang Ye!"

Old Zhang, who was squinting his eyes and preparing to go to sleep the previous second, widened his eyes like cow eggs when he heard the words. He threw back the quilt and got out of bed directly without even bothering to put on his shoes. He opened the door and confirmed.

"Zhang Ye from Donglu?"

"That's right, Marshal, it's him!"

The adjutant nodded hurriedly and handed over the telegram that had just been translated.

"He's calling at this time, nothing's wrong, right?"

Old Zhang felt a little unsure and secretly wondered if something had happened to Liuzi.

Otherwise, how could the Independence Army send a telegram at this time?

However, just as he was daydreaming, the contents on the paper caught his eye.

As the text went deeper, the worry between Lao Zhang's brows dissipated a little, but his tightly knitted brows showed no sign of relaxing.

"Let Old Duan go. What's this kid playing at?"

After reading the entire telegram, Lao Zhang lost all desire to sleep and just stood at the door, letting the cold wind blow on him.

He couldn't quite understand why Zhang Ye would intervene in the tripartite talks at this time.

This matter had nothing to do with him from the beginning to the end. Could it be that Lao Duan asked someone for help from him?

"Marshal, it's windy outside, be careful not to catch a cold."

The adjutant took his coat and put it on him, then asked in a low voice.

"Should we call a meeting of all the brigade commanders?"

He also saw the content of the telegram and knew that at this time, it was not an easy decision for one person to make.

"No need to open it." Unexpectedly, Lao Zhang made a quick decision. He stared at the telegram again and said with extraordinary determination: "Call back and agree to this resolution!"

He was gambling, but also paving the way for the future Fengbei Army.

At the same time, it also leaves a way out for your future self!