Shanghai.
A mountain range stretching for fifty kilometers in the suburbs.
This is a military restricted area.
It is also the location of the garrison headquarters.
"General, Yu Guozhang has sent a secret telegram!"
A lieutenant came over and presented a telegram to the middle-aged man sitting in the main tent.
The man had a pair of sword-like eyebrows, giving him an imposing and dignified air.
But his eyes were unfocused and shifty, giving off a cunning vibe.
"Yu Guozhang called me?"
Wu Yanlong was slightly surprised.
Although he was the garrison commander of Jinling, he was nominally Wang Zhonghou's subordinate and had absolutely no connection with Feidong.
I wonder what this old man wanted to do by calling.
He opened the coded message and glanced at it.
"General, what did Yu Guozhang say?" the deputy general couldn't help but ask curiously.
Wu Yanlong's lips curled up slightly. "The letter didn't say anything, only that after tonight, that brat Lin Yu would lead the Jinling army north. It was just to inform me!"
The lieutenant sneered, "This old fox is meticulous in his work. What kind of notification is this? This is clearly a veiled threat!"
"What has Lin Yu been up to in Shanghai these past few days?"
Lu Yanlong frowned and asked.
The lieutenant said, "He just attends some normal business activities, always accompanied by the eldest daughter of the Murong family! However, no one has seen his face clearly, so we don't know what kind of smokescreen he's using!"
"What smoke bombs? Just throw them out!"
Lu Yanlong sneered, "He wants to lead his troops north, and he's afraid I'll betray him, so he deliberately created the illusion that he's dying in Shanghai!"
"However, I wasn't in a hurry to make a move anyway! I've already endured this for so long, so I might as well wait a couple more days!"
"Over the years, I've been working with the ancient martial arts sect, and Wang Zhonghou has long disliked me. He'd love for me to fall into this kid's hands so he could use me as a tool to kill him!"
The lieutenant sneered, "Unfortunately, General, you're not stupid. Ever since this kid came to Shanghai, you've restricted us from showing our faces in public and cut off contact with gangs like the Qiao Gang. This kid can't find any fault with us, so naturally he can't cause us any trouble!"
"However, this is a good opportunity. The Grand Secretary is critically ill. Once the aristocratic families seize power, this kid's death is imminent. He will never sit idly by and wait for his death. This time, he is leading the Jinling Army north, perhaps to fight for the world! However, the Feidong pass is enough to hold him back. If we betray him again, haha, he will never be able to return to Yandu!" The deputy general laughed happily and triumphantly.
The garrison also had a lot of business in Shanghai, and Lin Yu's economic reforms in Shanghai dealt a significant blow to them.
They naturally wanted Lin Yu dead!
Wu Yanlong said calmly, "What's the rush! That old bastard Wang Zhonghou had Fang Zhenghe garrison troops in Hunshan while he himself led troops to guard Jiangpu, just to keep an eye on me. If I make any move, he'll deal with me first!"
"Hmph, General, with all the savings we've accumulated over the years, and our army strong and well-equipped, we're not necessarily afraid of Wang Zhonghou!" the lieutenant said with a disdainful look.
Wu Yanlong shook his head. "We're not afraid, but we must minimize our losses! We definitely have to fight this battle, but we need a suitable opportunity!"
"What fighter jet?" the lieutenant asked, puzzled.
Wu Yanlong glanced at him and said, "I always tell you to read more military books and strategies, but all you know how to do is play with cannons. You're completely ignorant of both literary and military skills!"
"Do you think this is just an ordinary war? You're wrong, this is a major transformation! Since it's a transformation, to win, you must uphold righteousness!"
"Now Lin Yu, wielding the title of Grand Secretary, is causing trouble everywhere! And the common people are praising him!"
“But once the Grand Secretary is gone, the aristocratic families will take control of the situation. The first thing they will do is to smear him and use the central Censorate and the Hanlin Academy, these orthodox and corrupt scholars, to ruin his reputation! So, only by taking action at this time can we be acting on behalf of Heaven and be rightfully so!” Wu Yanlong chuckled coldly.
The lieutenant immediately understood and gave Lü Yanlong a thumbs up. "Brilliant! General, you are truly brilliant! It is the greatest fortune in our lives for us brothers to follow a lord like you!"
"Alright, stop flattering us. Get the brothers all ready. Food, supplies, and compensation—get them all distributed in advance. When it comes to war, everyone needs to be well-fed!"
Wu Yanlong sneered, "If we win this time and destroy Wang Zhonghou, I will be the King of Jinling. From now on, I will let my brothers live a life of luxury. With the backing of ancient martial arts, I will be a local tyrant!"
"Absolutely!"
The lieutenant immediately knelt on one knee, shouting, "Long live the lord! Long live the lord! Long live the lord!"
"Hahaha! You sycophant..."
Lü Yanlong was very pleased and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
...
Everyone has ambition.
But you need to have the ability.
But the mystery of the story lies in the fact that those with strength are not necessarily the final victors.
Anything is possible.
The concept of alliances and strategic maneuvering has existed since ancient times.
To conquer the world, one must rely on both technology and strategy.
But unwavering loyalty and patriotism rely on conscience.
A jeep sped for two hundred miles and arrived at a secret airport.
As night deepened, a private plane streaked across the sky and landed at Fengtian Taoxian International Airport two hours later.
"Young Marshal!"
A Hongqi L5 had been waiting for a long time.
Uncle Fu personally opened the car door and invited Lin Yu to get in. Then he walked to the driver's seat himself.
"Young Marshal, the Commander-in-Chief has been waiting for you for a long time! We..."
"Let's not go to the governor's mansion first. Let's go home. I want to see Xueqing!"
"yes!"
A moment later, the car slowly pulled into an alley and came to a stop.
The car window rolled down.
The lights from the second floor of the massage parlor shone down, faintly illuminating Lin Yu's chiseled face.
On the window, a graceful figure was nestled there, sitting curled up.
She held a harmonica in her hand and played it softly, and a sad melody began to play.
It's very inexperienced; you can tell it's someone who hasn't been learning for very long.
But Lin Yu listened with great interest, lit a cigarette, and listened quietly.
Until the performance ended, the lights went out.
I guess I'm taking a break!
Lin Yu flicked the cigarette butt away and rolled up the car window.
"Uncle Fu, let's go!"
"Yes, young marshal!"
On the way, Lin Yu was taciturn.
Uncle Fu said, “The young mistress is doing well, so you don’t need to worry. She recently enrolled in harmonica lessons and is spending time with some new friends every day, which is good for her and the baby!”
"Okay, I understand!"
Lin Yu smiled slightly.
But my heart aches slightly.
The love poison has flared up again!
He concealed the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth so that Uncle Fu wouldn't notice.
Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into the Governor's Mansion.
A slightly overweight middle-aged man was standing in the moonlight, panting heavily.
Despite the cold weather, with temperatures below minus ten degrees Celsius, he was only wearing a military uniform.
Lin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
As far as I can remember, the front lines have been stable these past few years, and this old dragon hasn't worn a military uniform in a long time.
Once you put on this outfit...
That means the situation is really not optimistic!
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