At that time, the Northeast Army under Zhang Xueliang's leadership had the most advanced and powerful equipment in the country. It had even reached the point where it had the ability to fight in the air, sea, and land. Thinking about how the domestic resistance forces were still fighting with millet and rifles for more than a decade, one could understand how terrifying the Northeast Army, which already had such strength more than a decade ago, was!
Even the Central Revolutionary Army led by Old Jiang could not compare.
With his strength back then, if Zhang Hanqing could carry this flag and stop the Dwarf Nation from attacking the northeast, he would not be a sinner for eternity, but a hero of the Republic of China. He was the greatest figure in modern China!
But unfortunately, there was none.
Under Old Jiang's diplomatic rhetoric, Zhang Hanqing withdrew from the northeast without a single shot, handing over the great lands of China to the Japanese pirates.
Therefore, sometimes, heroes could also create momentum!
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The Feng faction represented a faction formed by a few powerful local warlords who had good relationships.
Zhang Zuolin was the most powerful one among the Feng family. The armed forces under his jurisdiction were named the 27th Division of the Republic of China by the Northern Warlords ruled by Yuan Shikai.
The main sphere of influence was Fengtian Province, which was the closest province to the pass in the three northeastern provinces, Liaoning Province.
At this moment, in the backyard of the Fengtian City Marshal's Mansion, which represented the highest power center of Fengtian City, Zhang Xueliang and a few high-ranking officials 'children of the 27th Division were listening to their teacher's lecture in a small classroom in the backyard.
"Zhang Hanqing, Zhang Hanqing!"
The old man looked at Zhang Hanqing, who was sleeping on the desk, and his tone became higher and stricter.
"Han Qing, Han Qing!"
Zhang Xueliang's sister nudged him from behind, waking him up from his sleep.
"Hmm?"
Looking at Zhang Xueliang's embarrassment, all the students could not help but laugh.
"Zhang Hanqing!"
At this moment, the old man called out Zhang Xueliang's name again.
"Oh, sir!"
Zhang Xueliang stood up from his seat and looked at the stern-looking old man.
"Tell me, why are you sleeping soundly in class?”
Although Zhang Hanqing was young, he was still the son of the marshal and the future Northeast Marshal. Moreover, the news of Zhang Hanqing killing the Dwarf Nation's police officer in Fengtian City had already spread. Even this old man, who had no ears for the outside world, had to hear about it.
Therefore, when they faced Zhang Hanqing, they would automatically filter out his age of 12 or 13 years old and give him some respect.
"Sir, do you want Han-qing to tell the truth or lie?”
"Of course it's the truth!" The old man was stunned.”
Zhang Xueliang thought for a moment and said bluntly,"If I were to speak the truth, then I have to say that the country is currently facing internal and external problems. As a Chinese man, I am learning these useless knowledge principles under the glory of my father. If it wasn't for his father's feelings, Han Qing would have joined the army to share the country's worries. Or perhaps, he could learn some professions that were needed for the country. It was better than knowing the rules all day long and being useless at the critical moment.”
Hearing Zhang Xueliang's words, the old man was instantly furious. He could not help but clap his hands and shout angrily,"Little brat! You're full of nonsense!"
Zhang Xueliang's eyes lit up when he was scolded. He puffed out his chest, raised his head, and asked,""If Mister isn't convinced, let me ask you, if the enemy attacks, can Mister take the spear? Can you retreat from the three armies at once? Can you make the country prosperous through industry? If he couldn't, why would he dare to speak so arrogantly?”
During the Republic of China, because they had learned too much, the scholars had no plans, but the martial artists did not know how to use modern weapons.
" You, you, you!!!!"
The old man was rendered speechless by Zhang Xueliang's three questions, but he could not refute him. He flung his sleeves and left decisively.
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In the provincial capital, at the Fengtian government office, in the marshal's office, a family general was reporting to the marshal what had just happened in the backyard of the marshal's residence.
"What?! This kid drove Sir away?"
Zhang Zuolin's temper was immediately ignited. Because he was born a Horse Gang, even if he became a marshal, he was still jokingly called Handsome Hu. What he valued most was status and reputation. He had thought that it was fine if his birth could not be changed, but it was fine as long as his children had a good reputation. Now that he heard this, he immediately exploded.
"Motherf * cker, little brat, watch how I deal with you when I get back!”
Looking at the furious marshal, the guard hurriedly shouted,""Marshal!"
Hearing the guard's words, Zhang Zuolin glared at him and said,""Is there anything else?"
Then, the guard repeated the conversation between Zhang Xueliang and the old man to Zhang Zuolin.
After hearing the guard's words, Zhang Zuolin's anger disappeared. Instead, he said with a smile," I knew it. How could my sixth son be so insensible? Hahahaha..."
When the guard heard his commander's words, he couldn't help but lower his head and purse his lips. He really wanted to ask who was the one who cursed and wanted to go back and teach Young Master Hanqing a lesson.
"Well, our marshal's residence has always been impartial. We shouldn't hide such a shameful thing like Liu Zi who angered Sir away, right? If word gets out, if word gets out, I don't want people to say that I, Zhang Zuolin, am protective of my son.”
Looking at the pretentious marshal, the guard understood. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he suppressed the smile in his heart. He hurriedly agreed and walked out of the office.
In the office, Zhang Zuolin smiled and rubbed his head, muttering to himself,""Motherf * cker, you're better at talking than your father. You should be the governor. Motherf * cker."
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Under Zhang Zuolin's intentional promotion, the deeds of Young Marshal Zhang Xueliang asking the old man three times, after killing the dwarf country's police, once again became popular in Fengtian City, and it seemed to spread to the entire northeast.
At this moment, Zhang Xueliang, who had already returned to his room, suddenly heard a voice in his mind.
War God System's Fame Summoning System activated.
Then, under Zhang Xueliang's shocked gaze, a delicate light illusion interface appeared.
Name: Zhang Xueliang
Words: Han Qing
[Fame: 3,500]
Apart from that, there were also various atlases of famous historical figures, as well as the fame points needed to summon them.
The more famous a person was in history, the higher the amount of fame required. The fame of a few of them shocked Zhang Xueliang.
[Baiqi: War God of the Qin State during the Warring States Period, God of Slaughter.]
[Reputation Points Consumed: 300,000]
Zhuge Liang: Prime Minister of Shu during the Three Kingdoms Period
[Reputation Points Consumed: 300,000]
Yue Fei: Song Dynasty famous general, known as Wu Mu
[Reputation Points Consumed: 280,000]
Qi Jiguang: The Ming Dynasty's anti-dwarf general.
[Reputation Points Consumed: 250,000]
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