Chapter 23-How Can An Egg Be Perfect When Its Nest Is Overturned
Zhao Xuechao's words were like a stone that caused a thousand ripples.
Everyone stopped eating.
Old Zhang was the commander of the Feng army now.
And…
Old Yuan called Feng Delin and promised him the position of Military Governor.
Wasn't it obvious that he wanted to divide power with Old Zhang?
The faces of the few brothers present were somewhat gloomy.
Old Yuan was using a counter-spy tactic.
If Feng Delin could take the initiative to say this, it would be fine.
The main thing was that he, Old Feng, actually hid it and didn't say anything.
The meaning behind this was too obvious.
Immediately after.
Tang Yulin slammed the table and shouted.
"Old Feng, you've gone too far. You know that Old Yuan doesn't have good intentions. Do you really want to divide power with Old Seventh?”
"That's right, Third Brother. You're too rash in this matter. If you're not satisfied with your current position, you can discuss it with everyone.”
Zhang Zuo also started to blame him.
Feng Delin looked at everyone.
His face was trembling.
Peng!
He slammed the table and shouted.
"Am I supposed to be pressed down by him?”
"I'll be frank with you today. When Zhang Zuolin first entered the army, was it me who recommended him? When it's my turn, I can tell which part of me can't compare to him, Zhang Xiaozi!”
His tone was filled with resentment.
It was filled with dissatisfaction towards Old Zhang.
"Third brother, you still said that.”
Old Zhang said emotionally.
"We've been brothers for so many years. You should know how I've treated you. It's impossible to say that I don't respect you.”
After saying this, Old Zhang looked a little tired as he leaned back in his chair and sighed.
"If Xuechao hadn't said that, I might have let Old Yuan's appointment pass. The two of us would have a good fight to see who's stronger.”
"However, what I want to say is that we don't have much time left. We have to quickly unite and face the enemy together.”
Hmm?
As soon as he said this, the few brothers present were somewhat puzzled.
Not much time?
What did this mean?
Feng Delin frowned.
"Old Seven, you're useless. If you don't want me to take up the post, it's very simple. Just tie me up or kill me.”
Seeing this.
Old Zhang didn't say anything. He just sighed.
At this moment.
Zhao Xuechao, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
"Third Uncle, Old Yuan's idea is very simple. He wants to divide you brothers and split the Fengtian Army into pieces.”
"But, have you ever thought about who our enemy is?”
Feng Delin raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Xuechao continued.
"Our Fengtian is in a special position. The Russians and the Guandong Army are eyeing us from the north. Do you really think that we can sit back and relax after establishing the Republic of China?”
Feng Delin couldn't help but ask.
"So what? Now that the world's situation has been set, our Fengtian Army is in control. Who dares to come and attack us!”
He had fallen into the trap.
Zhao Xuechao was moved.
Feng Delin was actually throwing a tantrum with Old Zhang because he was not convinced by Old Zhang and felt that he should not be under Old Zhang.
However, he had always taken Fengtian to heart.
Therefore…
Zhao Xuechao was ready to start from Fengtian.
"If I told you that Fengtian will be lost in less than three years, would you believe me?”
Yes!
Feng Delin's eyes widened.
The rest of his brothers also looked over.
Zhao Xuechao continued to fool the crowd.
"You are all elders older than me, and you have eaten more salt than I have eaten.”
"You should be able to see that although Old Yuan has a firm foothold in the Republic of China, he has not won much power.”
"According to the military power he holds now, he definitely won't allow those scholars to ride on his head. Then what do you think he will do?”
According to history, Old Yuan was not satisfied with the democratic system.
Instead, the feudal system was restored three years later.
Soon, he became the target of public criticism, and Old Yuan also withdrew from the stage of history.
Of course, this was under Zhao Xuechao's god-like perspective.
However, for Old Zhang and his brothers who were in the game.
It was impossible for them to tell.
And…
After hearing Zhao Xuechao's analysis…
Feng Delin furrowed his brows. He was obviously thinking about it as well.
The rest of the brothers were also in deep thought.
Zhang Zuo couldn't help but say.
"Xuechao, do you mean that the Republic of China might collapse?”
"Not will, but definitely!"
Zhao Xuechao said firmly.
The establishment of the Republic of China was just a group of soldiers on horseback.
It was not belittling.
However…
Compared to those who truly understood architecture, the things they built were much more complicated.
It was too simple and crude.
Perhaps this simple and crude method could work in other places.
But not for Yan Huang.
"Then who is the enemy you mentioned?"
Feng Delin asked suspiciously.
Zhao Xuechao looked at the boiling hotpot with a serious expression.
"Those who are not of our race are all enemies."
"Let me ask you, if the Republic of China falls, what will happen to Yan Huang?”
"Do you think that the foreign powers will just watch us form a Republic of China?”
"It's still like that year when the allied forces entered Beiping and were divided up.”
At this point.
All the old brothers present fell into deep thought.
They were bandits and commoners.
But he also loved the land beneath his feet deeply.
Back then, when the alliance army came in, they burned, killed, robbed, and committed all kinds of evil.
It was also because of that reason that most people ended up becoming horse bandits.
To talk about hate!
They were filled with hatred.
That was why he agreed to Old Yuan establishing the Republic of China.
His goal was to not be bullied.
He had thought that everything was set in stone and that he could close his door and live his life in the future.
However, he did not expect his nephew to say that there would be another tragedy.
Not to mention that they were now powerful warlords.
Even if he was still that horse bandit whose life was as worthless as a blade of grass, he would still bring a shotgun to Beiping!
Protecting the country, this was righteousness!
How can there be an intact egg under the overturned nest?
"Motherf * cker!"
Tang Yulin, who was originally hot-tempered, took out his gun.
Pa!
He slammed the table.
"I'll say it here today. If anyone dares to disobey my little nephew, unless they get past me, don't leave this house!”
His words were the fuse.
Zhang Zuo looked at Feng Delin with a frown.
"Feng Laosan, don't think that I don't know about your little tricks. You're just feeling unbalanced. If you can't do it, I'll give you my position. As long as you're united with us in the future and don't do anything crooked, it's fine!”
The other brothers also expressed their opinions.
Regarding this.
Feng Delin shook his head with a bitter smile.
He looked at the old marshal and sighed.
"Old Seventh, you really raised a good son.”
Old Zhang's expression softened a lot.
He paused.
She also revealed a bright smile.
"Motherf * cker, aren't they everyone's children?”
A familiar voice rang in Zhao Xuechao's head.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the selection mission! [Reward obtained: M3 submachine gun blueprint!]”
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