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Ten days later.

Inside the military camp of the Southern Warlord Alliance.

The army's commander-in-chief, Jin Beichuan, along with more than ten brigade commanders, five division commanders, and two army commanders, gathered here.

Half a month has passed since the ten martial arts masters entered Shanghai.

For the past two weeks, they have only surrounded the city without attacking, maintaining a stalemate with the Shanghai army.

However, as time went on, morale among the troops became increasingly unstable, and several military governors sent telegrams several times a day urging them to hurry up.

They must take Shanghai as soon as possible and then head south to provide reinforcements.

"Ten martial arts masters have been in Shanghai for over half a month now, why haven't we heard a thing?"

"No movement is perhaps the best news. If there is movement, the outcome of this battle will be decided, and we will have to make our final choice."

"Yes, the lack of news proves they're still lying low. If bad news were to come, that would be truly terrible!"

"But this can't just drag on like this. My commander sends me countless telegrams every day, urging me to return to reinforce!"

"It's not just your commander; which of you here hasn't had your commander urging you?"

"Jin Shuai, at least give me a suggestion!"

"Yes, Commander Jin, we can't afford to drag this out any longer, we can't afford to."

"Either we fight a decisive battle with the Shanghai army, or we join forces with the main army. With our 100,000 troops, we might not necessarily lose the Southeast Campaign!"

"..."

The army's commander-in-chief, Jin Beichuan, ignored the grumbling brigade commanders and several division commanders below, and instead looked at the two army commanders.

The two army commanders shook their heads in disbelief, unsure of what to do.

Just then.

The subordinate reported.

"Report!"

"Several martial arts masters have returned, and they've brought Jiang Wangzu's head with them!"

Upon hearing this, the room fell into a deathly silence, followed by a burst of jubilation from the crowd.

"Quickly, invite the grandmasters in for a meeting!"

Jin Beichuan couldn't suppress the smile on his lips and said in a deep voice.

Soon, several martial arts masters, led by Long Xiaotian, entered the tent.

When Jin Beichuan saw that they were all injured and two of them were missing, he was shocked.

It seems that the battle to kill Jiang Wangzu was indeed a brutal one, as even Long Xiaotian, a martial arts master at the peak, was injured.

Moreover, two martial arts masters were lost.

But it was all worth it.

Because Jiang Wangzu, the military governor of Shanghai, has finally died!

"Hahaha!"

"Congratulations on the triumphant return of these masters!"

"I will certainly report this to the various warlords and request a reward for you!"

"I am confident that the warlords will not be stingy with their rewards!"

Jin Beichuan smiled and said to Long Xiaoyun and the others.

With Jiang Wangzu dead, the Shanghai army was leaderless.

Moreover, Jiang Wangzu came from a humble background, had no brothers or sisters, no parents or relatives, and was all alone.

Although he has many concubines, he has yet to have any children.

Now that he's dead, it's truly a case of "when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter," leaving behind a vast, white, and utterly clean earth!

"Great, all the generals are here!"

"Jiang Wangzu's head is here; please take a look!"

Long Xiaotian gave a wink, and the seven martial arts masters behind him immediately surrounded Jin Beichuan and the others.

Jin Beichuan's gaze had already been drawn to the blood-stained wooden box in Long Xiaotian's hand.

Long Xiaotian opened the wooden box, reached out, twisted Jin Beichuan's head off, and threw it into the box.

All of this happened too fast.

Jin Beichuan didn't even see that the wooden box in Long Xiaotian's hand was empty before his head was ripped off.

It happened so fast that before anyone could react, Jin Beichuan, the commander-in-chief of the Southern Warlord Alliance army, died!

Boom boom boom!

At that moment, the remaining seven martial arts masters attacked together, and with a mere wave of their hands, they wiped out all the high-ranking officers of the Allied Army in this camp!

The killing didn't cause much of a commotion, but the smell of blood alerted the guard battalion.

A company commander guarding the camp opened the tent and was horrified by the bloody scene inside!

"Kill... *splat*!"

He was about to shout when a throwing knife pierced his throat and flew back into Ye Zhanfeng's hand.

The company commander of the guard battalion clutched his throat and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Others who saw this scene immediately became alert.

"The martial arts masters have rebelled!"

"They killed Jin Shuai!"

"..."

What happened in the camp could not be kept secret forever.

Long Xiaotian and the others did not intend to keep it a secret from their subordinates.

As soon as the gunfire rang out, Jiang Wangzu immediately ordered an attack.

Eight martial arts masters immediately used their innate true energy to protect themselves and rushed into the allied army.

The guard battalion kept firing, but instead of injuring these martial arts masters, they injured many of their comrades.

At that moment, the 50,000-strong army launched a general offensive against the leaderless allied forces.

Jiang Wangzu and Pan Zhen had long known that the soldiers under these so-called warlords were all scoundrels.

They oppress the people, monopolize the market, and disregard human life; they are more ruthless than anyone else.

When they encounter someone weaker than themselves, they become ruthless and merciless.

But when faced with someone stronger than himself, he immediately backs down!

Therefore, they are only suitable for fighting when the wind is favorable, and they are completely incapable of fighting when the wind is unfavorable.

Now, without a leader and facing an attack from 50,000 elite troops, they panicked.

However, they were scattered by Jiang Wangzu's Shanghai army within an hour.

The battle ended in three hours.

The army of 100,000 suffered more than 40,000 casualties, more than 20,000 fled, and more than 30,000 were captured.

Jiang Wangzu won a great victory in this battle!

From then on, his position as military governor of Shanghai was as secure as Mount Tai!

Southeast Campaign.

Pan Zhen personally commanded the front lines, and his soldiers were all like they had been injected with chicken blood, conquering cities and seizing territories with unparalleled success.

The warlord alliance was repeatedly defeated by Pan Zhen!

Temporary command post at the front lines.

"Young Marshal, a telegram from Shanghai! Governor Jiang led 50,000 Shanghai troops to a decisive victory against the Allied forces' 100,000-strong army!"

"Shanghai is safe; the Allied forces' 100,000-strong army has been completely annihilated!"

A telegraph operator came to report.

"good!"

"Brother Jiang, you truly are a man of great talent!"

"I originally thought he could hold out until I completely defeated the main force of the Allied forces and came to the aid of Shanghai."

"I never expected him to give me such a big surprise!"

"Spread the battle report from the Allied forces in Shanghai to the entire army, so that everyone below can see it clearly and understand how this battle should be fought!"

"The Shanghai army is a bunch of green recruits who have never been on the battlefield and have never seen blood, yet they can still fight 100,000 with 50,000 men."

"Our Southern Revolutionary Army is a battle-hardened force; how can we fall behind?"

"Within three months, we will completely crush the main force of the Allied forces and unify the South!"

"I will reward those who have contributed then!"

Pan Zhen said loudly.

"yes!"

Everyone in the command post responded and quickly got to work.

"Tell Uncle San to intensify the search efforts and find the Golden Crow Stone that Brother Jiang is looking for, at all costs!"

"Hurry!"

Pan Zhen spoke to the bodyguard beside him.

The guard nodded and accepted the order.

Pan Zhen previously thought Jiang Wangzu was a martial arts fanatic who also knew how to do business.

But after meeting him today, he realized that his understanding of Jiang Wangzu was still too superficial.

He quietly raised an army of 50,000 men, and even with 50,000 men against 100,000, he still managed to win a great victory, which is enough to prove that he was also a skilled strategist!

Now that Jiang Wangzu has gone from hiding to becoming the military governor of Shanghai, his attitude towards Jiang Wangzu has also changed somewhat.

Jiang Wangzu was his benefactor in the past, and now Jiang Wangzu is his ally who works hand in hand with him!

Therefore, he naturally paid even more attention to Jiang Wangzu's affairs!