Young Marshal of the Heavenly Wolf

Warlords rise across the land. In this era, whoever has guns has the world.

At the time, Marshal Zhang Xuan was nearing fifty, and the position of Young Marshal remained undecided.

Powerful ministers held sway within the Northeastern royal city, while several southern armies watched from outside, ready to pounce. The undercurrents surged and the storm gathered.

Zhang Ziqiang: "Father, I'm the eldest son of the Zhang family. I should be the Young Marshal."

Zhang Xuan: "Qiang'er, I can ensure you want for nothing your whole life, but your character isn't up to the task."

Zhang Zidan: "Enough, old man. I get it now. Big Brother is timid, Second Brother is all show and no substance, and I'm no great shakes either. So the Young Marshal's going to be Fourth Brother, huh? Playing favorites."

Zhang Zixiao: "Third Brother, I'm still young. I'm afraid..."

Zhang Xuan: "Enough. It's settled. My fourth son, Zhang Zixiao, will be the Young Marshal. I don't give a damn about those rules. If I say it works, it works."

Zhang Zixiao: "Yes, Father."

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.