Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 161: Sneaky Things in Fengtian City
That night, the lights came on.

Thanks to the fact that the old marshal had been constantly fleecing the Soviet Union and Japan over the years, the development of Fengtian City, which served as the old marshal's base camp, was not much worse than that of the capital city within the Great Wall. It could even be said that it was better.

At least in terms of the popularization of electricity, the city of Fengtian is not so dark.

The street lights on both sides of Fengtian Street lit up, illuminating Fengtian at night. The Marshal's Mansion in Fengtian City was also bustling with people. The various Fengtian clique figures who came to the banquet also knew what the old marshal was going to do by staging this show tonight. It was nothing more than announcing in front of everyone that he would abdicate from today, and his son would take over from him in front of them all. Naturally, the new official would have three things to do when he took office, so everyone should cooperate and not show any emotions.

Although everyone knew that the old marshal trained the young marshal for the purpose of succession, no one expected that a well-known assassination would make the old marshal so quickly decide to let his son take over so early. He himself retreated behind the scenes to become the emperor, but those who came to their senses also admired the old marshal's retreat to advance, because everyone knew why the old marshal was assassinated this time, and the relationship between the old marshal and the Japanese had reached an irreconcilable point.

Now he is promoting his son to power, and he uses the excuse that he is seriously injured and bedridden, and is unable to deal with the Manchuria-Mongolia unsolved case that he signed in the first place. He plays Tai Chi to his son, and his son plays Tai Chi back to fool the Japanese.

"I'm afraid the Japanese are not that easy to fool. This is a risky move, Master."

"Just take care of yourself, don't tell me you don't see that Fengtian City is full of strange people. I heard that there is a living immortal named Wang by the side of the Marshal. If he hadn't followed the Marshal back to Fengtian, this drama wouldn't be going on. And there is more than one living immortal like this in the Marshal's mansion."

"It has nothing to do with us. A new emperor appoints new ministers. We should just be honest. The Fengtian Army still supports the Fengtian. Don't think too much."

Everyone knows that tonight's banquet will not be a good one, but they also feel that this disaster will not happen to them. They are all waiting to see how the old marshal, who has not shown up yet and only asked the young marshal to come out to receive them, will act out this show.

Songhe Tower in Fengtian City.

Gao Fei, who was wearing the makeup of Yue Fei, an old Peking Opera warrior, was sitting in charge. In front of him, a piece of positive paper made with the Wang family's traditional technique of "divine painting" was spread out. On this piece of positive paper, lines of information appeared and then disappeared.

Those were the disciples of the Gong family hiding around the Marshal's Mansion and some independent practitioners who could not be driven away, reporting the abnormal situations they had noticed to Gao Fei who was in charge of Songhe Tower through the Yin papers in their hands.

Then he, the Prince Yue, was in charge, using the method of acting as a god and the makeup of an old Peking Opera warrior to mobilize the troops and deploy the battle formations.

This is the magical aspect of the art of acting as a god. There are no real gods in this world. The so-called gods are all man-made, created by the wishes added by all living beings during their worship mixed with the energy of heaven and earth.

The method of performing the art of deification is to steal this power that is a mixture of the wishes of all living beings and the energy of heaven and earth, and turn it into one's own use.

In the process of playing the role of the godhood that he has stolen, the power bestowed by the will of all living beings on this power will also be expressed through the god actor, such as Nezha the Third Prince has three heads and six arms, the Monkey King Sun Wukong can transform into a clone, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun can see through people's hearts and see the slightest details, and the door god Yuchi Gong can defend against the enemy from ten feet away, preventing it from taking a single step forward. At this moment, Gao Fei's Yue Wumu has the most basic cognitive power bestowed on him by all living beings - he can use troops like a god!
With the blessing of this magical ability, Gao Fei, who is sitting in Songhe Tower at the moment, can hear every movement within a radius of 500 meters and form a map in his mind even without the Wang Jiayang paper that transmits information in front of him.

This is also the reason why the Gao family only sent Gao Fei, a member of the Gao family, to help this time. In this battle between Chinese and Japanese aliens over the life and death of the old commander, sometimes what is most needed is information gap and judgment. The Yue Fei evolved by Gao Fei's method of acting as a god can best play a role in such a big scene.

As Gao Fei used his own true energy as a pen to write messages on the Yang paper, the disciples and independent people of the Gong family who were hiding around the Marshal's Mansion also began to move and fought with the Japanese ronin warriors who had already disguised themselves and lurked in.

Neither of the two sides were true practitioners, and all their skills were in martial arts and sword skills. For a while, there were bursts of fighting sounds all around the Marshal's Mansion, and even the Fengtian clique figures gathered in the Mansion could hear the noise.

But before they could make any statement, the young marshal who was temporarily in charge of the situation spoke.

"Everyone, please be patient. It's just a few scoundrels who want to take advantage of the old commander's banquet to cause trouble. Someone has already dealt with them."

After the young marshal spoke, everyone sat back in their original seats and looked at the young marshal who was temporarily in charge of the situation. Only then did they realize that this young marshal, whom they looked down upon openly and secretly and who was regarded as the successor by the old marshal, now had some of the old marshal's shadow. At least he was not as panicked as they were about this kind of thing.
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"Brother Gao, your cousin is really quite capable. He deployed so many ronin warriors and defeated them in their hiding places with his superior numbers."

"When my second uncle gave him this name, he had already chosen a master for him, so that one day he could become like Prince Yue, and recover the lost land and avenge our Gao family and the people outside the Great Wall. This is just the beginning."

On the rooftop of the Marshal's Mansion, Wang Yi and his companions who were hiding in the dark also noticed the noise coming from outside.

These Japanese ronin warriors served as the true vanguard after Quan Xing. They sneaked into Fengtian City when the martial law was lifted in Fengtian City. Without making any noise, they attacked silently in the dark.

It can be seen that the military and police in Fengtian City are appearing in an orderly and purposeful manner in the areas where the disciples of the Gong family, the independent cultivators outside the Great Wall and the Japanese ronin are fighting, guarding the entrances and exits. Some Japanese ronin who realized that they were ambushed did not have time to escape, and were sent off by the rifles in the hands of the military and police who blocked their escape routes.

Unable to spread their true Qi around their bodies as a protective Qi, they seemed extremely powerless in the face of hot weapons. After a burst of gunfire, the noisy area returned to silence.

After counting the bodies, the military and police escorted the remaining capable disciples of the Gong family and the independent practitioners from outside the Great Wall to the next encirclement point for support. As for the bodies of these Japanese ronin warriors, they had other uses.

Wang Yi and his group were on the roof of the Marshal's Mansion. Except for Wang Yi and Gao Jin, Zhang Zhiwei and his group also felt for the first time how powerless the aliens were in the face of large-scale thermal weapons.

From their high vantage point, they could naturally see clearly the fighting taking place around the Marshal's Mansion. With their eyesight, they could also see clearly the brutal battle between the disciples of the Zhonggong family in some areas and the independent practitioners from outside the Great Wall and these Japanese ronin warriors.

Indeed, in their eyes, these Japanese ronin warriors who were unable to obtain Qi, or who could hardly improve further in their lifetime even after obtaining Qi, or the disciples of the Palace family, were nothing more than ordinary people with relatively high martial arts skills.

Even though they have the advantage in numbers, any one of the twelve of them would have no problem running away if they couldn't kill all of these people.

But such a group of people who are regarded as martial arts masters in the eyes of ordinary people, after practicing kung fu for so long, could not withstand a bullet fired by a military police. In a burst of gunfire, more than ten years of hard work and their lives were wasted.

The number of deaths between the two sides was not as convenient and quick as the shooting of these military police. "Brother, how many bullets can our Ruyi Jin block?" Seeing such a big scene for the first time, Lu Ci couldn't help but tremble a little, and asked his eldest brother Lu Ren.

"No matter how many bullets we block, it won't be enough. We have a limited amount of true energy, but this bullet is longer than the lives of all the people in our village combined. Ah Ci, are you scared?"

Lü Ren looked at the battlefield where his brothers were. The Lu family members who were equipped with Ruyi Jin did not suffer any casualties when facing these Japanese ronin warriors, but there were still some injuries. However, compared with the situation of his brothers, Lü Ren, who had a better overall view, could see clearly that the aliens were powerless when facing hot weapons. Compared with this, he was more concerned about the condition of his brother.

"Afraid? Hehe, I think Wang Yi is quite my type. There's no need to talk about ethics when dealing with these Japanese. Just do whatever makes you feel comfortable."

Licking the corner of his mouth, Lu Ci's purple true energy surged. He looked at Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei who were facing away from them with his sharp eyes, and felt as if he had opened a door.

"Well, I'll tell my father when I get back to buy some firepower for our Lujia Village. In these troubled times, we need strong fists and guns as well."

"But brother, our Lu family's financial resources are not that abundant."

"Then discuss it with Wang Ai and Lu Jin. The four families can advance and retreat together. There is still hope. As for the way to buy guns, the Gao family is connected to the Fengtian Army."

"Yes, I really want to see what our Ruyi Jin can accomplish with these muskets and cannons."

Lu Ci had an expectant expression on his face, and Lu Ren couldn't help but smile at his brother's look. He also took out a pistol from his waist. This was a pistol that Wang Yi specifically required each of the twelve of them to be equipped with before arranging the defense line. At that time, he was a little confused about the requirement that a cultivator like Wang Yi had to be equipped with a gun, but seeing these Japanese ronin warriors falling down like wheat under the gun barrels of the military and police, Lu Ren seemed to guess Wang Yi's intention.

Similar conversations with the two brothers of the Lu family also unfolded between Lu Jin, Li Muxuan and Shui Yun.

Compared to Lu Ren, Lu Ci and Wang Ai who did not understand Wang Yi's request at the beginning, Lu Jin and Li Muxuan did not have so many concerns. They came to Wang Yi with Shui Yun, who was a little dissatisfied with Wang Yi's behavior, and asked Wang Yi directly about this issue with guns in their hands.

"Brother Shuiyun, I know that the Sanyi Sect is the orthodox sect of the Xuanmen Sect. We should take cultivation as our mission and achieve the third level of enlightenment as our goal. But the current situation is turbulent and we are in troubled times. In peaceful times, we cultivators can concentrate on cultivation, but in this troubled time, even if we want to concentrate on cultivation, we have to see if others agree. Although my three methods of protecting the Dao are good, they are easy to learn but difficult to master. I think you have realized the problem in this regard during the past six months in the Sanyi Sect.

Times have changed. If practitioners of our generation are still as conservative as their predecessors, then what these Japanese wanderers are today will also be what we practitioners will be tomorrow. Trinity, Trinity, this practice of going against the innate and returning to the innate Qi is Trinity. Isn’t this three points in a straight line Trinity? "

As he spoke, Wang Yi took out his Browning pistol and pointed the muzzle at a Japanese ronin who was rushing towards the Marshal's Mansion while the police were not paying attention and knocked down two of them with his samurai sword.

The triple rebirth power on his body operated unconsciously, and the blessing it brought allowed Wang Yi to better capture the movements of this Japanese ronin samurai who was running for his life on adrenaline.

When the crosshairs of the Japanese ronin warrior who was the target and the muzzle of the gun in his hand were in a straight line, Wang Yi also pulled the trigger.

A gunshot rang out, and a 0.45-inch bullet flew out of the muzzle, crossing an effective range of 235 meters with an initial velocity of 50 meters per second, and accurately hit the left chest of the Japanese ronin warrior who was rushing towards the Marshal's Mansion.

The bullet hit the target, and the kinetic energy of the bullet forcibly stopped him, causing him to stagger.

Before he could react to being hit by a bullet, two more gunshots rang out in the night sky, one hitting his left chest and the other hitting his forehead, killing him on the spot.

After blowing away the gunpowder smoke that had not yet dispersed from the muzzle, Wang Yi looked at Shuiyun, his senior brother from the Sanyi Sect, and said with a smile: "Look, our Nisheng III level is really good at shooting with a gun, without even a tremor."

Shuiyun looked at Wang Yi's serious expression and didn't know how to refute Wang Yi's heresy that the three points and one line are also three ones.

Li Muxuan, who was standing by, was not afraid of making trouble. He held two large German mirrors in his hands and urged, "Brother Shuiyun, I think what Brother Wang Yi said is right!"

"Ah, yes, yes, he is right. He is your senior brother, right?"

Shuiyun, whose brain CPU was so exhausted by Wang Yi's words, was still thinking about how to refute Wang Yi. Li Muxuan's words made him even more annoyed.

But while speaking, Shuiyun somehow reached for the pistol on his waist and looked at the body of the Japanese ronin being dragged away by the military police not far away. There seemed to be a voice in his mind telling him: How about I try firing two shots later?

"Okay, Wang Yi, stop selling your crooked ideas. The main course is here, and it's our turn to take action."

Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing by, saw Shuiyun was already dizzy after hearing what Wang Yi said. Li Muxuan and Lu Jin were still cooperating with Wang Yi to brainwash Shuiyun. He came over with guns to rescue her.

At the same time, outside the gate of Fengtian City, Kawamoto Daisaku was leading a small group of Kwantung Army to confront the troops led by the Fengtian Army.

Looking at the Fengtian Army assistant commander who was riding a tall horse and looking down at him, Kawamoto Daisaku also stepped forward and said righteously: "Your Excellency, we have a Japanese expatriate in China named Yaku Genichirō who has recently disappeared in Fengtian City. Please make way for us to search in Fengtian City!"

"Disappeared? That's a good reason. But what if I don't agree? Chief of Staff Kawamoto, what are you going to do?"

After listening to Kawamoto Daisaku's poor excuse, the assistant marshal leaned over and looked at the mastermind behind the explosion of the old marshal's special train, and also showed his iron-blooded side.

As the assistant commander spoke, the defenders and military police guarding the Fengtian city gate loaded their guns and pointed them at the Kwantung Army troops behind Kawamoto Daisaku. The war was about to break out!
(End of this chapter)