Tomb Raider: The man is in the Nine Gates, but the system insists it's the Primordial Era.

"As the saying goes, 'A family must come before a country; if you can't even protect your family, how can you protect your country?' But this time, we may have to disappoint you."

The next morning, Zhang Qishan put on a dark green woolen military uniform, followed by a group of Zhang family soldiers who had also changed into their uniforms.

Zhang Qishan has already led a team to acknowledge their ancestral roots.

At this moment, the Zhang family is in chaos, and the country is also in peril.

Therefore, his choice was to return to the battlefield against the Japanese pirates, rather than to stay in Changsha and help the Zhang family defend their southwest position.

Just when Zhang Qishan thought that the young clan leader in front of him would continue to be disappointed in him.

Zhang Qiling, a young man with a somewhat youthful and fair complexion, suddenly drew the black and gold ancient sword from his back and handed it to Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qiling held no official position.

At the same time, when it came to the actual battlefield, the Zhang family members, who had never participated in any modern warfare, were not very effective.

Furthermore, the Zhang family has too many matters awaiting his attention as the last patriarch.

He needs to stay home.

Zhang Qishan looked at the black and gold ancient sword in front of him, which symbolized the position of the Zhang family patriarch, with great surprise. His pupils trembled for a moment.

The position of Zhang family head is a position that every member of the Zhang family has always strived to obtain.

Even after the young Zhang Qiling succeeded to the position of the last clan leader, many people of similar age within and outside the Zhang family were still dissatisfied.

Zhang Qishan was one of those who disagreed.

But now, Zhang Qiling is actually willing to give him this black gold ancient sword, which represents the position of the Zhang family patriarch?

Seeing Zhang Qishan's reluctance to accept the Black Gold Ancient Blade, Zhang Qiling squeezed out a few words: "Go into battle, kill the enemy, those Japanese pirates deserve to die."

When the guards behind Zhang Qishan saw that the young Zhang Qiling was willing to present Zhang Qishan with the Black Gold Ancient Sword, which represented the immense authority and status of the Zhang family, they all stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the two people in front of them.

Then, after hearing the young Zhang Qiling's final farewell words and words of warning, everyone's eyes began to turn red.

The Qiongqi tattoos, now upgraded to a higher level, began to appear on the necks of Zhang's personal guards.

Snapped!

Zhang Qishan gripped the black gold ancient sword, his face filled with a solemn and murderous aura: "He deserves to die!"

The adjutants gritted their teeth: "They deserve to die!"

Zhang's personal guards roared in unison, "They deserve to die!"

Looking at the passionate blood of his fellow Zhang family members, all of whom were of the same bloodline, Zhang Haike said in a deep voice, "The clan leader and I discussed this last night. All those who died on the battlefield this time can be enshrined in our Zhang family's ancient tower after their deaths."

"Those who survive can be given to the direct line of the family genealogy, ensuring that their descendants for three generations will receive the treatment of the legitimate direct descendants of the Zhang family."

"Your parents, children, wives, and any who wish may move into the Zhang family's home to avoid the ravages of war."

"..."

"master."

"Phew, godmother, you've finally arrived."

Outside.

Zhang Hailou and Zhang Haixia, both dressed in naval uniforms from different terrains, arrived at the same time.

Behind them were staff members of the Southern Archives, also dressed in naval uniforms, as well as some of the Zhang family's direct descendants who had been helping to rebuild the Southern Archives.

"Buddha."

Zhang Haixia, whose face was rather effeminate, looked at Zhang Qishan's team in front of her, but instead of reporting the situation to her master Zhang Haiqi, she went straight to Zhang Qishan.

Compared to Zhang Qishan, Zhang Haixia appears more mature and experienced.

Zhang Haixia cupped his hands and said, "Master, all the people from the Southern Archives have been brought here. They can accompany the Zhang family's personal guards to the battlefield with you."

The term "Buddha" was a title that Zhang Haixia and Zhang Hailou had never been able to use before.

In their eyes, Zhang Qishan, the illegitimate son who had defected from the Zhang family, was unworthy of any respectful title and did not deserve their respect.

At this moment, no one in the Zhang family was unworthy to respectfully address Zhang Qishan as "Master Zhang the Great Buddha."

This illegitimate son of the Zhang family, along with many others who bear the surname Zhang but lack official Zhang family genealogy records and the bloodline of the Qilin, will all be sent to a wider and more chaotic battlefield.

What they need to do is no longer simply protect a particular household, a particular family, or a city within the territory of China.

What they were going to do was to confront the Japanese pirates, who had decimated the northern army and possessed advanced weaponry and modern combat experience.

Zhang Xiaoyu took a step forward: "Southern Archives personnel, listen up! Return to your posts!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Hailou, along with the staff from the Southern Archives behind him, joined Zhang Qishan's personal guard.

However, the next moment, Zhang Hailou was dragged out by someone who grabbed his ear.

Ignoring Zhang Hailou's cries of pain, Zhang Haiqi continued pinching his ear, saying, "They're going to war! You lazy bum, are you going to cause trouble?"

Zhang Hailou's smile faded, revealing a calm and composed expression that Zhang Haiqi had never seen before: "Mother, actually, during the time you were gone, I've grown quite a bit following Xiazi. Don't worry, I will definitely be able to return safely with Xiazi."

Zhang Haiqi's expression changed slightly as she looked at Zhang Hailou, who had never shown such a serious and earnest expression before her, and was slightly lost in thought.

Zhang Haiqi let go.

Zhang Hailou marched in step, returning to the ranks one step at a time.

The Southern Archives is also one of the coastal military bases, and its personnel receive formal military training, possessing experience and knowledge of any modern warfare.

Zhang Haixia had already walked up to Su Mu on his own.

Zhang Haixia touched his nose, lowered his head, and said, "Is there anything you need to tell me?"

Su Mu looked at the two children who had been adopted and raised by Zhang Haiqi, and who were also going to join Zhang Qishan's team and head to the central battlefield. His expression was somewhat complicated.

Su Mu shook his head: "What else can I say? Since you've made your decision, go ahead and do it. But as I said before, as long as you're alive, you'll have a chance to start over."

Zhang Haixia nodded: "Yes, after what happened last time, I will not give up my life so easily again."

Zhang Haixia smiled and said, "I was originally planning to come to Changsha and live with you guys after everything at the Southern Archives was resolved, but it seems that it's more important to take care of important matters first and wait for us to come back."

Zhang Haixia turned to Zhang Haiqi: "Master, is there anything you need to tell me?"

Zhang Haiqi had completely lost the ability to speak, staring blankly at Zhang Hailou, Zhang Haixia, and all the members of the Southern Archives.

Her original intention in establishing the Southern Archives was not to achieve the current situation...