Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 28: Burning the City
Time passed quietly during the confrontation between Wang Yi and warlord Cao Ying.

He held Cao Shaolin, the only son of warlord Cao Ying, in his hand, and in addition to the tactics displayed by warlord Cao Ying before he captured Pucheng, and the threats conveyed by the head of the security corps Yang Kenan after entering the city.

The warlord Cao Ying did not dare to take any further action except plundering all the property of the people of Pucheng. For his own safety, he could only set up camp outside Pucheng and be protected by three layers of people.

This is exactly what Wang Yi wanted. Otherwise, if a fight really broke out in the city, with his skills, he would not be able to protect all the people in the city.

The warlord Cao Ying naturally didn't know that he had fallen into Wang Yi's scheme since he arrived in Pucheng. On the one hand, he had people protect him day and night, and on the other hand, he asked Zhang Yi to send people to search the area within a ten-mile radius inside and outside Pucheng, trying to find his son who was hidden by Wang Yi.

But he could never have imagined that there was a dark place under the lamp, and how could he have imagined that Zhang Yi, whom he regarded as his trusted and beloved general, had been turned against by Wang Yi long ago, and was just waiting for the right time to stab him in the back.

What he didn't expect was that Wang Yi took his son and hid in the military camp where Cao Ying was stationed outside Pucheng, watching Cao Ying gradually lose control of his temper as time passed.

It's like a powder keg that can be ignited at any time.

He himself was a person who enjoyed killing people to establish his authority, otherwise he would not have raised a son like Cao Shaolin who was addicted to killing.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too. Although some property was plundered during the capture of Pucheng, the initiative was in Wang Yi's hands from beginning to end.

This feeling of frustration, along with Wang Yi's threat, made Cao Ying's mind tense. In order to alleviate this symptom, Cao Ying targeted the soldiers and bandits in his camp.

I can't kill the people in Pucheng, but it should be okay for me to torture my own soldiers, right?
During the five days, Cao Ying found excuses for many soldiers in his camp because of trivial matters.

In mild cases, the punishment is beating and scolding; in severe cases, the punishment is shooting on the spot.

In five days, no less than fifty soldiers died at the hands of Cao Ying, the warlord himself.

Fortunately, Cao Ying was still clear-headed and did not target the guards who were protecting him. Instead, he targeted the marginalized people in the army to vent his anger.

But even if he is a marginal figure in the military, he is still one of us.

Looking at the corpses that were constantly thrown out of the camp and hastily buried, for a moment, the military camp also felt a sense of desolation as if the rabbits died and the foxes mourned.

In the past, Zhang Yi, the most sober-minded person in the army, would have stood up to stop Cao Ying long ago.

But now Zhang Yi has made up his mind to stab Cao Ying in the back, so naturally he won't bother with this mess.

If God wants to destroy someone, he must first make him crazy. He hopes that Cao Ying will be even crazier and more insane now, so that when he stabs him in the back, he will be able to gather more soldiers.

As for their composition, well, Zhang Yi has plenty of ways to slowly screen them.

Time passed as Wang Yi continued to torture Cao Ying's nerves, and it came to the seventh day after Cao Shaolin, the son of a warlord, was arrested by Wang Yi.

It was also the last day of the seven-day agreement that Wang Yi discussed with Zhang Yi and another alien Ma Feng in the military camp that night.

On this day, no matter whether Ma Feng could bring reinforcements from the south, Wang Yi had to take action to get rid of Cao Ying, the damn warlord.

In Cao Ying's military camp, the camp where Cao Ying was located was still surrounded by guards. During these five days, Cao Ying did not dare to leave the camp at will. Only the occasional gunshots in the camp and the bodies of soldiers being carried out told everyone in this army that their commander was very crazy now. Don't hang around in front of him if you don't want to die.

Thanks to Cao Ying's actions, Wang Yi was able to take Cao Shaolin, Cao Ying's son, and carry out operations under the dark.

In a military camp at the edge of the camp, a soldier in military uniform was lying on the bed, unable to move.

A soldier carrying a rifle, two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge with minced meat came in and sat next to the soldier.

"Do you remember what I said when your father's men came to break into the prison? I gave your father seven days, seven days for everything to settle. Now it's the seventh day, and this matter should be resolved."

As he said this, he turned over the soldier who was lying on the bed unable to move.

The soldier lying on the ground was naturally Cao Shaolin, Cao Ying's son whom he had never found, and the person who was speaking was Wang Yi.

But at this time, Cao Shaolin listened to Wang Yi's gentle voice and the meat porridge and steamed buns in Wang Yi's hands, his face was full of fear, but he could not speak or move.

In order to prevent Cao Shaolin from moving around, Wang Yi removed his limbs and jaw when he was taken away from prison. The two pretended to capture Pucheng, and faced the soldiers injured by the stray bullets thrown by Wang Yi himself, and hid in the army camp managed by Zhang Yi.

The location was remote, and with Wang Yi's cover-up, no one paid any attention to Cao Ying's actions of beating and killing soldiers in the past few days.

At this time, Wang Yi spoke softly and enthusiastically helped Cao Shaolin to cool the meat porridge on the spoon and brought it to Cao Shaolin's mouth, but he turned his head away.

How could he not understand from Wang Yi's words that this was his last meal before execution!

Eat yourself and you’re done!
"Oh? Are you still complaining about it? Do you know that many ordinary people may not be able to eat just a bowl of meat porridge and two steamed buns in a whole year? Forget it, if you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. When you go on the road with your father, don't blame me for not giving you food."

After saying that, Wang Yi said no more. He pinched the back of Cao Shaolin's neck, and Cao Shaolin lost consciousness and fainted.
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As for Cao Ying, he naturally also heard about Wang Yifang's seven-day appointment from Zhang Yi and another Yi Ren confidant.

Now it was indeed the seventh day, but Wang Yi still hadn't shown up, and his son hadn't been found. As time went by, Cao Ying's patience reached its limit.

During this period, although Wang Yi tortured Cao Ying's patience and nerves, he still remembered his character as a dog warlord.

They continuously plundered every bit of property from the people of Pucheng, and even the local tycoon Boss Liu and his gang were not spared.

In the process of scrambling, it is inevitable that there will be accidental discharges of guns.

However, Wang Yi, who had been secretly monitoring the situation, had no idea about the gentry who were in cahoots with the warlords, except for taking action against the common people. He allowed the soldiers who were oppressed and beaten by Cao Ying to vent their anger in the houses of these gentry.

Of course, he would still take care of some human tragedies, but as for the life and death of Boss Liu, a wealthy landlord, Wang Yi could only leave it to God.

Through such plundering, Cao Ying was also paying tribute to the dog-meat warlord Zhang Zongchang, and achieved a depth of three feet in Pucheng.

This left the people of Pucheng with an empty county town.

Wang Yi watched all this happen and watched what crazy actions Cao Ying would take on this seventh day.

"We're still short of something, Cao Ying, give me some strength, don't let me look down on you..."

Wang Yi hid in the crowd, staring at the camp where Cao Ying was, and talked to himself.

As the sun sets and night falls, the seven-day appointment is about to end.

Cao Ying, the dog warlord who had been hiding in his own camp for five days, finally walked out of the camp.

"Marshal, all the property in Pucheng is here. I am incompetent and still haven't found the young marshal!"

Zhang Yi and another confidant of the strange man half-knelt on the ground and pleaded guilty to Cao Ying.

Cao Ying, who had been depressed and crazy for five days, was no longer as crazy as before after leaving the camp. On the contrary, he was still very calm.

Looking at Zhang Yi and another confidant who were apologizing to him, he did not scold them any further.

“Forget it, it has nothing to do with you. I admit defeat this time. You’re the alien Wang Yi, right? I’ve seen your methods, and my son is gone, but do you want me, Cao Ying, to have no descendants? Ha, you’re not qualified! At worst, I’ll give away all my belongings and ask Marshal Sun to lend me one of his masters. If that doesn’t work, I’ll go find the Tang Sect! I don’t believe that you, the alien Wang Yi, can still be the best in the world!”

At this point, Cao Ying had finally figured it out and came up with a solution.

But Cao Ying came up with a solution, and Zhang Yi was in trouble.

Because this means that Cao Ying no longer accepts Wang Yi's threat to attack the tens of thousands of unarmed people in Pucheng. This is not acceptable!

"Marshal, think twice! The young marshal hasn't been found yet, but this...but this doesn't mean that the young marshal is in trouble! You have to think about the young marshal, Marshal!"

Cao Ying glanced at Zhang Yi who came forward to speak. From the expression and words on Zhang Yi's face, he indeed felt Zhang Yi's sincerity, and the sinister look on his face also eased.

"You have this intention, it's worth it for me to take a liking to you. After this matter is settled, I will recommend you to Marshal Sun. You are wasting your talent with me."

"Commander!"

Zhang Yi kowtowed to Cao Ying.

"You have a point. Shaolin is my son after all. If I don't care about the life and death of my only son, I will have no chance of survival. However, it is not a good idea to continue wasting time like this. Zhang Yi, gather the troops and lead them into the city."

"what?"

Zhang Yi looked up, not understanding what Cao Ying was thinking at the moment.

Cao Ying was also looking at the gate of Pucheng not far away and said viciously.

"Since Wang Yi won't let me harm the people in the city, well, my son is in his hands, I accept it! But if they trample each other to death, it has nothing to do with me. Set fire to this city!"

A look of madness appeared on Cao Ying's face.

As soon as the order was given, no matter how reluctant Zhang Yi was, at least he could not show it now. He could only lead his men, raise torches, and march towards Pucheng.

After Zhang Yi sent a group of people to enter Pucheng with torches, soon the cries of the people in the city and the shouts of the soldiers could be heard from the direction of Pucheng.

Immediately afterwards, little lights appeared in the direction of Pucheng.

In the crowd, Wang Yi looked at the lights coming from the direction of Pucheng and grinned.

The thing is 90% done!
(End of this chapter)