In the Name of the People: Marshal of the Northern Frontier, I’ll Flatten Handong for My Brother

(An alternate-universe fanfic, unrelated to history or the modern world)

On Lonely Eagle Ridge, gunfire is about to erupt. Driven into a corner, Qi Tongwei is ready to shoot himself. The next second, three armed helicopters roar down from the sky. China's only marshal and Lord of the Northern Frontier, Qi Tiance, steps out of the cabin, cloaked in smoke and gunfire. “Brother, I'm too late.” Those words shake the entire scene. Zhao Ruilong acting arrogant? Court-martial him. Gao Yuliang preaching? Slap him with the evidence. Li Dakang protecting his position? Strip away his halo. A million Northern Frontier cavalrymen descend on Handong!