Reborn as a Warlord in the Republic of China: First, I'll Cripple Those Japanese Invaders

I transmigrated to 1948. My father was killed by the French, and his 200,000-strong wolf army was left orphaned.

Principal Jiang sent a telegram of condolence: “My dear nephew, accept my condolences. Lead your troops south at once to suppress the bandits and ease the nation’s burdens.”

I laughed. What a fine way to ease the nation’s burdens!

“Principal Jiang, Marshal Li has gone to suppress the bandits!”

“Good. He’s a promising young man.”

“But… but the ‘bandits’ he’s suppressing are the French garrison! They’re already at the gates of Hanoi!”

Principal Jiang: “???”