Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 162: The Army Approaches Fengtian City
At the gate of Fengtian City, the troops led by the Fengtian Army's assistant commander were confronting a small force led by Kawamoto Daisaku, a senior staff officer of the Kwantung Army.

The two sides were on the verge of a fight for a while, but no one fired the first shot.

One side was afraid of the consequences, fearing that the shot would start a war; while the other side was fearless, as all they wanted was to attract the attention of the defenders in Fengtian City, so that the many talented and unconventional people hidden in their large army could sneak into Fengtian City without anyone noticing, wreak havoc, and wait for an opportunity to assassinate the old commander.

As expected, when Kawamoto Daisaku, a senior staff officer of the Kwantung Army, was leading his troops in a confrontation with the military police and Fengtian Army led by the assistant commander, a shadow quietly passed through the crowd and entered the Fengtian City.

The shadows dissipated and transformed into sixty skilled aliens in different costumes. Among them were Japanese aliens, as well as Qing aliens who were loyal to the former dynasty and attempted to use Japan to restore their country.

They looked at the direction of the Marshal's Mansion from a high place, looked at each other, put on masks, changed into the clothes of horse bandits, and set off towards the brightly lit direction of the Marshal's Mansion.

Between rise and fall, they are like a group of bats at night, choosing their prey to devour.

The group of infiltrated alien fighters did not rush to the Marshal's Mansion immediately, but scattered and hid on the road leading from the Marshal's Mansion to the Fengtian city gate.

Because they knew very well that even if they were numerous and could force their way into the Marshal's Mansion, they could not guarantee that they would be able to escape unscathed after assassinating the old Marshal.

Everyone was a cultivator. Although they came together because of the huge profits promised by the Kwantung Army and took on this job, no one wanted to die, not even the Manchu traitors who wanted to restore their country with the help of the Japanese.

But they didn't know that their every move was clearly seen by Wang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation on the rooftop of the Marshal's Mansion, through the way his Yin Shen left his body and resonated with the magnetic fields of heaven and earth.

"One, two, three... Wow, there are sixty of them, ten more than the information provided by Senior Gong. Each of them is as skilled as you, Lu Ci."

Recovering from his trance, Wang Yi tapped his fingers and marked the locations of the Japanese and Qing Dynasty aliens he had discovered on the Fengtian City map. Hearing Wang Yi's strength judgment, the four famous families gathered around Wang Yi, Zhang Huaiyi, Li Muxuan and Shuiyun, all frowned.

Everyone knows Lu Ci's level, he is one of the best young talents, and the Lu family's unique martial art, Ruyi Jin, is a dual cultivation of life and death that can be used at both near and far distances. Sixty or so fighters are at least as strong as Lu Ci, and even though they suffer from age, they are still the backbone of some small sects. It can be said that the Japanese have spent a lot of money this time to gather so many people to assassinate the old commander.

"Sixty? That's not bad. Wang Yi, you and I can work harder and each of us can handle twenty. How about the remaining twenty? Huaiyi, the Gao brothers, Lu Jin, the eldest son of the Lu family, and the two from the Sanyi Sect. It should be no problem for each of you to take two, right?"

Hearing that this was not a small number, Zhang Zhiwei was not surprised but happy, and immediately began to allocate the combat forces.

And no one thought his bold words were wrong, because everyone present knew that Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei were the only ones who could fight in external combat. Facing these two, if no one could withstand the first round of attacks from them, the so-called advantage in numbers would basically be nothing.

As for Zhang Zhiwei, he didn't think that what he said was insulting. He was just making the distribution based on the strength of the people present.

Next to himself and Wang Yi, these are the ones with equal strength at the moment. As long as he and Wang Yi can deal with the strongest ones on the opposite side, the remaining ones will not be too difficult to deal with by these six. As for those left after the profit is divided up, others can practice their skills with them, or at worst, they can keep them company until he and Wang Yi are free to deal with them.

For Zhang Zhiwei, this was a rare opportunity for him to go all out. If he didn't have a good time, it would be difficult to find such an opportunity to fight a group of people in the future.

"Little Heavenly Master, you should at least consider the face of us locals. All the people have been distributed. Do I, an old man, have to just watch the show? I can't do that."

As they were talking, Chen Zhen and Gong Baotian, who were in charge of Songhe Tower, also appeared on the roof of the Marshal's Mansion. The two also wanted to participate in the battle to share the profits among the sixty extraordinary fighters.

"Senior Gong, are you itching to do it too?"

"I can sense the presence of a few old friends. It was difficult to take action before, but now they come to my door on their own accord. It's a good opportunity to settle the old and new accounts together tonight, and then give it to us."

"It's all up to the senior. I guess it's the same for Manager Chen, right?" "Yes, I saw a few familiar faces."

Chen Zhen looked at the dark area between the buildings in the distance, clenched his fists, and surged with his true energy, ready to go.

"The guest should follow the host's wishes. It's all up to Senior Gong and Shopkeeper Chen to decide. Wang Yi, what do you think?"

Zhang Zhiwei bowed to the two of them and looked at Wang Yi beside him.

"Since you two are so interested, let's take it easy. We'll each take fifteen, and you can do the remaining half. The number ratio is fourteen to sixty. No matter what, I have the advantage. As I said before, do it cleanly. Leave no one alive, but leave a whole body."

"Do it more cleanly? When we take action, there will inevitably be some noise, but we can't be as swift and clean as before." Gong Baotian frowned, somewhat not understanding Wang Yi's request.

"What we want is some movement. If there is no movement, it would be a waste of the platform that the old coach has set up for us."

Wang Yi pretended to be mysterious and kept everyone in suspense. In the big brothel below, the old marshal was hosting a banquet with the help of the young marshal. He also announced his abdication to the Fengtian subordinates who came to the banquet, and that the young marshal would take over his position as the commander-in-chief of security for the three provinces outside the Great Wall.

A group of Fengtian clique figures also cooperated and applauded. At this time, Xishun, the captain of the old marshal's personal guard, also came to the old marshal with the news of the confrontation between the two armies outside the city gate and whispered a report in his ear.

"Xishun, from now on, Han Qing is the commander-in-chief of the security of the three provinces outside the Great Wall. Everyone present here is our people who are responsible for maintaining stability outside the Great Wall. Repeat what you just said to me loudly."

"Yes! Kawamoto Daisaku, a senior staff officer of the Kwantung Army, led his troops to confront our army at the city gate under the pretext of searching for the missing Japanese expatriate Yaku Genichirō. Please let the commander-in-chief make the decision!"

Xishun's voice was loud and echoed in the hall through the microphone. Everyone turned their eyes to the young marshal who inherited the old marshal's position tonight, wanting to see how the newly appointed commander-in-chief of security for the three provinces outside the Great Wall would handle this matter.

What could the young marshal do? He looked at his father, wondering why his father did this.

When the young commander turned his gaze to his father, he saw the old commander staring at him with a pair of tiger eyes and patting his shoulder.

He spoke in a fatherly tone to his son, whom he had high hopes for.

"Son, I know you don't like my saying that the underworld is all about human relationships and worldly wisdom. Tonight, I, as your father, will teach you one last lesson. Everyone, eat and drink well. I, the former commander-in-chief of the Three Provinces Security Force, will accompany the current commander-in-chief of the Three Provinces Security Force to meet this senior staff officer of the Kwantung Army and have a good talk with him. Come on, prepare the car!"

Outside the brothel, there was already a car waiting.

With the help of the young marshal, the old marshal and his son got into the car together. The headlights came on and the engine started. While all the Fengtian clique figures were puzzled, the car had already carried the old marshal and his son out of the Marshal's Mansion and headed towards the Fengtian city gate.

On the roof, Wang Yi dusted himself off as he watched the car carrying the old and young marshals leave the Grand Marshal's Mansion. He smiled and said, "Everyone, it's our turn to make an appearance."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the invisible magnetic field Qi transformed into several large hands, firmly grasping the fourteen people in their group, and under Wang Yi's control, projected them into the night sky.

A group of fourteen people turned into fourteen shadows in the night sky, following closely behind the old and young marshal's convoys and heading towards the Fengtian city gate together.

(End of this chapter)