when the winds and clouds in Peiping were rising.
Zhang Xuebing's actions in Beiping had spread to the south.
It caused a huge commotion.
Shanghai Bund.
The Qing Gang's headquarters.
Huang Jinrong held the newspaper in his hands, his face gloomy.
His usual calm expression was gone.
He was no longer as calm as before.
On the contrary, his furrowed brows were like dark clouds before a storm.
Du Yuesheng could not help but feel curious when she saw the Sect Leader's serious expression.
"Gang Leader, what happened to you?"
Huang Jinrong frowned and glanced at his trusted general.
He sighed and handed the newspaper over.
"Take a look."
Du Yuesheng curiously took the newspaper and quickly browsed through it.
After reading the contents, his thin body suddenly trembled.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
In the newspapers.
It was published that the Iron Blood Marshal Zhang Xuebing had used an iron fist to wipe out the three warlords of Beiping.
"Beiping! Young Marshal Zhang Xuebing fired at the New Moon Hotel!”
"The young marshal swept away the three warlords with thunderous methods. The people cheered and welcomed him.”
“……”
Du Yuesheng's clothes were instantly drenched in cold sweat.
"This…"
"How did this happen?"
He raised his head in astonishment and looked at Huang Jinrong, who was sighing in disbelief.
In reality.
The Qing Gang had been trading with these warlords for many years.
It could be considered mutually beneficial between them.
Sometimes, he would even help out with some shady things.
To the gangs in the martial world like them.
These warlords had always been high and mighty figures.
No one dared to provoke or move.
As long as he stood there, he would be a master that he could not afford to offend.
It was the basic rule for them to survive if the people did not fight with the officials.
After all, no matter how powerful they were in the martial world, could they be more powerful than Gunfire Cannon?
But…
It was precisely such a high and mighty warlord.
All of a sudden, without any warning.
They were all killed by this iron-blooded Young Marshal Zhang Xuebing.
How could they not be shocked?
"Faction Leader, we…"
Du Yuesheng took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
"Now that the young marshal has destroyed the Overseer and the others, isn't Beiping under his control?”
Huang Jinrong nodded.
"That's true."
"We originally thought that the three warlords were already existences that were beyond our reach.”
"I didn't expect that this Iron Blood Young Marshal would be even more unreachable.”
"We have to be careful with him.”
"Just because of a small matter, we didn't say anything and flattened the other party. We can't afford to offend them.”
Du Yuesheng pushed up her glasses and a glint flashed across her eyes.
"Faction Leader, I think we should take the initiative to express our goodwill.”
"This young marshal is so iron-blooded, his power must be even stronger.”
"If I can climb up this high branch…"
Du Yuesheng's meaning was very obvious.
Huang Jinrong was stunned for a moment before shaking his head.
"No rush."
"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate the temper of this major.”
"Only in this way will we not be caught in the crossfire.”
Huang Jinrong wiped the sweat off his forehead, his eyes flashing with fear.
Iron-Blooded Young Marshal Zhang Xuebing.
This name was deeply engraved in his mind.
It was better to provoke the King of Hell than Zhang Xuebing!
……
Beiping Commander's Office.
Zhang Xuebing stood in the Armament Bureau with his hands behind his back, observing the environment.
Behind him, more than ten personal guards held guns and were on guard.
Their backs were straight and their eyes were sharp.
It exuded an aura that no one dared to approach and that had been through hundreds of battles.
He was able to catch every movement in the surroundings!
If there was any unusual movement, they would immediately aim their guns at it.
As the saying goes, one soldier bears a bear, and the general bears a nest.
Under Zhang Xuebing's lead.
Their army was made up of elites among elites.
Especially since he had just defeated the three Overlords.
He had destroyed the three warlords of Beiping.
In Beiping, he became the only voice.
This feeling of condescension, arrogance, and despotism.
It made their blood boil!
His back was even straighter, and his heart was higher than the sky.
In their hearts.
He was the most worthy person in the world to be respected and followed.
It was the Young Marshal!
Even the so-called King of the Northeast, the Young Marshal's father, Zhang Zuolin.
They couldn't even compare to the position the young marshal held in their hearts!
The Young Marshal was the eldest, and Tian was the second.
Even if the heavens descended to the mortal world and wanted to touch the young commander.
He would also have to eat a few of their bullets!
Surrounded by these personal guards.
Zhang Xuebing stood there as if he was the only center of the world!
"Baoding Armament Bureau."
"Not bad."
Zhang Xuebing narrowed his eyes and exuded a domineering aura.
A gust of wind blew past, bending the weeds in the courtyard.
It was as if they were saluting him respectfully.
This Baoding Armament Bureau originally belonged to the Zhili Governor's Office.
Its predecessor was the Beiyang Government Armament Bureau.
It could create many weapons.
Be it cold weapons or hot firepower, they were all fine.
A long time ago, almost all weapons could be manufactured here.
This was not only due to the production process and advanced technology here.
There was another extremely important point.
That was that the storage room here was extremely large.
According to the detailed statistics reported by his subordinates.
There were a total of 12 warehouses in the armory, a total of 82 rooms.
The capacity is 298,026 cubic feet.
There are a total of nine rooms for each of them.
It has a capacity of 37,328 cubic feet.
One west lead tent, with a volume of 104,687 cubic feet.
One east lead tent, with a volume of 130,275 cubic feet.
There were three warehouses in the gunpowder warehouse, a total of 15 rooms, with a volume of 99,600 cubic feet.
There were three laboratories with a volume of 7,020 cubic feet.
There were five warehouses in the miscellaneous machinery warehouse, totaling 44 rooms, with a volume of 63,800 cubic feet.
There are four warehouses in the Department of Mechanical Equipment Repair, totaling 12 rooms, with a volume of 24,818 cubic feet.
The scale of this place far exceeded that of other factories.
It was almost the largest armament bureau in the north.
Cannons, firearms, grenades…
All kinds of advanced weapons could be manufactured here.
More importantly…
Even the blueprints of various ironclads were preserved here!
The strategic significance of ironclads was clear to all the warlords.
He had mastered the manufacturing and technology of the fleet.
It was equivalent to having the opportunity to contend for hegemony at sea.
However, after a long battle.
The once glorious Baoding Armament Bureau had also reached a point where it was difficult to maintain.
It didn't take long.
Perhaps this place would no longer be the Baoding Armament Bureau.
Instead, it was a pile of ruins.
He could feel the ancient aura of nearly a hundred years inside.
Zhang Xuebing's eyes were cold.
Now, the Baoding Armament Bureau was in Feng Yuxiang's hands.
But that was not important.
From the moment he walked in.
The owner of the Baoding Armament Bureau only had one name.
That was him.
Young Marshal Zhang Xuebing!
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