Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 406 Next stop, Maoshan!

"Grandma Liu, I'm here to bother you again."

Mrs. Liu, a famous lady in Quanxing who lived alone here, looked at the visitor with a somewhat surprised expression, but she quickly adjusted her mood.

"It looks like I have to move. With a young man like you keeping an eye on me, my last few peaceful days are not going to be peaceful at all. Wang Yaozu's apprentice, what are you going to force me to do for you that will make us all work hard for you?"

"Mother-in-law is being arbitrary this time. I have never forced Quan Xing to do anything, and I can't make Quan Xing listen to me. I just gave them a choice like Wu Gensheng did. They chose to follow me, so I naturally have to fulfill my promise to them."

After saying that, Wang Yi also unfolded the scroll he was carrying in front of Liu Pozi. As a magnetic field of true Qi was injected, the structure maintained by the old master Wang with the divine Qi was disrupted. The wooden plaques with the names of the Quanxing disciples hidden in the scroll in two-dimensional form also fell one by one and formed several rows in front of Liu Pozi.

Looking at the wooden signs lined up in front of her, a trace of surprise flashed across Liu Pozi's face. She turned her head to look at the stone wall behind her, where there were also wooden signs with the names of Quan Xing disciples hanging on them.

"The Wang family's magical means? Yes, the old man from the Wang family followed you and left, saying that he wanted to see what would happen to Old Wu in the end. But this brand..."

Mrs. Liu took a wooden tablet from the ground with half belief and half doubt, placed it on her forehead, and released a trace of true energy into it.

The next second, he withdrew as if he had been electrocuted, and his old face looked at Wang Yi in surprise, before finally bursting into a few long laughs.

"Good! Good! Good! I never thought that after just one fight with you, you would learn my old woman's dream-entering skills. You can remember a person's last thoughts, actions and thoughts with a trace of soul. It's amazing, really amazing. No wonder that old ghost Wang Yaozu hid your treasure for so many years. I would do the same. Wang Yaozu, you are really lucky and blessed."

"I promised these people that even if they died, I would send everything they did before they died back to their hometowns, so that future generations can judge their merits and demerits. I must keep my word."

"Then what's the meaning of sending it to an old woman like me?"

"They are Quanxing disciples, and Quanxing is naturally their hometown. What's wrong with sending them to Grandma? As for how Grandma will deal with them, that is your Quanxing business, and has nothing to do with me."

"What do you plan to do with Lao Wu, Lao Huang, and Jin Guang?"

"I told Mr. Huang when I came here that he could stay or go as he pleased. As for the Venerable Master and Lay Buddhist Wu Man, I have already found a place for them to die. When I have finished my business, I will take them there to die. You will not have to worry about me. This business is over, Grandma, I am leaving now."

Wang Yi left without any regrets, but Liu Pozi was stunned for a while.

But when she saw that there was no sign of Wang Yi except for the few Quan Xing disciples guarding the door, Mrs. Liu was sure that Wang Yi had left.

After sending these young Quan Xing people out, Mrs. Liu looked at the wooden plaques scattered all over the floor. She knew very well that each of these wooden plaques represented the thoughts and feelings of a Quan Xing disciple before his death on the Battle of Shanghai.

It would be a lie to say that she was not curious. Wang Yi also said that everything would be left to her to handle. Even if she burned Wang Yi to death, she couldn't say anything to her.

But if she was really like that, she wouldn't be a famous celebrity in Quanxing.

Thinking of this, a smile broke out on Mrs. Liu's old face.

"In that case, it is better to share the joy with others than to enjoy it alone. Let's invite everyone from all over the world to come and have a look."

With this thought in mind, Granny Liu closed her eyes and fell asleep. On the stone wall behind her, wooden plaques with names of many Quan Xing disciples were lit up one by one as Granny Liu used her method of entering dreams.
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As one piece fell, Wang Yi once again flew through the air with the golden escape technique.

The direction was also very direct, heading towards the location of Jinling City.

Since it is clear that the fall of Nanjing cannot be changed, what he needs to think about is how to minimize the loss of Nanjing’s civilian population as much as possible and how to delay the Japanese army’s advance on the way to Nanjing.

The extreme speed of the Golden Escape Light combined with Wang Yi's own cultivation was enough for him to reach Jinling City within half a day, but he did not need to enter directly, but stopped at Jiangyin County in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

This is the meeting place he and Zhang Zhiwei agreed to meet.

At this time, Jiangyin County was full of traces of war, because a naval battle between the National Navy and the old Imperial Navy had just ended here.

The National Government Navy responsible for garrisoning here was also in name only in the battle with the old Imperial Navy. This naval battle in the Yangtze River basin and Jiangyin County area is also called the Jiangyin Naval Battle.

It was fought at about the same time as the Battle of Shanghai, but compared to the Songhu battlefield which was still going on on land, the Jiangyin naval battle ended earlier, at the end of September. The fleet of the old imperial navy also blockaded the entire lower reaches of the Yangtze River for reorganization, ready to break through the Jiangyin city fortress at any time, and cooperate with the old imperial army in the Songhu battlefield to break through the fortress defense line and enter the city of Nanjing.

Just as Wang Yi was staring at the Yangtze River in a daze on the city wall, Zhang Zhiwei's voice came from behind him.

"You want us to cooperate with you to rescue people in Jinling City, but with these iron lumps in front of us, it is a big problem for our troops to sneak out of Jinling City without being discovered by the enemy and rescue people under the muzzles of these iron lumps."

"That depends on whether God is on our side."

Wang Yi asked and answered questions with Zhang Zhiwei who came to meet him. Turning around, he saw Zhang Zhiwei in casual clothes and another man who was about the same age as them walking towards them.

However, compared to Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei, two practitioners whose exact ages could not be identified due to their Qi practice, this man already had some of the vicissitudes of a middle-aged man, but he was also handsome. Moreover, Wang Yi, a person from the later generations, could recognize who he was at a glance from his facial features.

"Hello, Boss Wang. Lao Zhang and I are old friends. I have always heard him talk about you. After meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed as famous as he said. My last name is Chen, so you can just call me Lao Chen."

Old Chen shook hands with Wang Yi in a very familiar manner. Wang Yi did not expect that the commander of the first detachment of the newly formed Fourth Army would be this person, and he was so young.

For a moment, there was no response to Lao Chen's handshake, and this reaction made Lao Chen understand that he and Wang Yi had never met before, and he only knew about it after someone from the organization came to inform him of the mission. Zhang Zhiwei only mentioned it to him, but the other party's reaction was not what people should have when meeting for the first time.

"Old Chen, don't let your imagination run wild. He has been paying attention to you guys before I did, but he has never had any contact with you due to his status. He has seen the early batch of people, including Mr. Li who was executed in Beijing, and sent him off. In the 16th year of the Republic of China, if he hadn't given an early warning and provided a box of gold bars, many of our comrades in Shanghai would have died.

He just didn't recover for a moment, and didn't expect that besides me, there would be someone like you, a big shot, to meet him here."

Zhang Zhiwei's alertness saved the day, and Old Chen was able to escape the siege.

"I didn't expect that there was someone in your circle who knew him earlier than you, Zhang Zhiwei. It seems that we were really blessed by the gods in the past few years."

"Boss, please don't say that. If gods really existed, our country and nation would not be what it is now. If we want to save our country and our people, we have to rely on ourselves. Let's find a place to talk about how to save the people of Jinling City next." The three of them walked side by side, found a tavern in Jiangyin City, sat down and started chatting.

Although the National Government’s navy is now in name only, Jiangyin County has always been a battleground for military strategists and a strategic point, so the National Government still attaches great importance to it and built a fortress here and also made a blockade line to sink ships and lock the river.

But without its own navy, the blockade and fortresses could not stop the old imperial naval fleet for long.

With the help of Zhang Zhiwei, they had already surveyed the terrain from Jiangyin to Jinling City. Old Chen, who was familiar with it, was the first to speak. After all, he was the only one among the three who knew how to fight.

"The situation is very frustrating. Even if our soldiers get through the Japanese blockade and rush to Nanjing City and prepare the boats, we will be surrounded by dumplings when the Japanese fleet catches up with us."

"I really took it for granted. The Japanese were killing people inside, and their naval guns were blocking the river. They killed everyone who escaped. The civilians were not saved, and we soldiers were also involved. It was really..."

"Unless we can make sure that even if the Japanese fleet breaks through the Jiangyin Fortress, they will be trapped on the Yangtze River for a while and will not be able to come to Jinling City to block their escape route."

Old Chen assessed the situation, and Wang Yi also realized the biggest problem with the plan he had prepared before. He neglected the key factor of the old imperial navy. This fleet was across the Yangtze River. No matter how many ships he prepared in Jinling City, it was useless as they could not cross the Yangtze River.

But Zhang Zhiwei's words also made Wang Yi and Lao Chen look at him.

"Do you have any idea?"

"Have you two forgotten who I am? I am a Taoist priest from Mount Longhu. I can control the clouds and rain, draw talismans to save people, and fortune-telling is how we Taoist priests make a living!"

"You can?"

"No, the Tianshi Mansion relies on the Five Thunders Orthodox Method to control the clouds and rain. My Five Thunders Orthodox Method is not authentic. I learned it by myself. Moreover, attracting thunder and making it rain are two different things. If you can't find a good time, it will just be thunder without rain."

Zhang Zhiwei's words also gave Wang Yi some idea.

Thunder without rain? The wind and clouds are rising, and the weather changes in a small area can also be achieved with his magnetic field martial arts. It is nothing more than temporarily affecting the magnetic field of an area.

But just as he had some idea, Wang Yi frowned again.

Because the Yangtze River is too wide and its basin is too vast, even if he and Zhang Zhiwei worked together and exhausted all their skills, it would be impossible for them to turn the area from Jiangyin to Jinling City into a turbulent place where ships could hardly cross.

Even if you want to create heavy fog with almost zero visibility, it has to be wide enough and broad enough.

Or should we let him and Zhang Zhiwei try to destroy all the old imperial naval fleets on the Yangtze River?
"With the strength of you and me, it is not difficult to temporarily change the weather in a place by working together. The difficulty is that this is ultimately beyond human power. No matter how powerful you and I are, we cannot maintain it for long. Half a day, one day, three days, five days, may be the limit of you and me, but I think that the massacre of the city will not last for such a long time."

"What are you two talking about? Are the Japs going to kill everyone in this city?!"

Old Chen listened to Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei's conversation, and words came out of his mouth with nervousness and anger, and he couldn't control his voice for a while. Fortunately, Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei had already blocked the inside and outside, so no trouble happened.

"Boss, I am not exaggerating or scaremongering. I have dealt with the Japanese for many years. Maybe there are good people among them, but the Japanese soldiers fighting before us are not. If you have not been to the occupied areas outside the Great Wall, they do not regard us Chinese as human beings. They use our compatriots for experiments and even name our compatriots 'Malu Da', which means round logs or wood in Chinese.

Do you think that a group of beasts in human skin like this would be satisfied with just burning, killing and looting after entering Jinling City? If you don’t believe me, I can show you. "

Out of his prudence as a general and his trust in the organization, Lao Chen was even more direct and asked, "Okay, how do you show me?"

Before Lao Chen could finish speaking, Wang Yi tapped Lao Chen's brow with his finger and performed the magnetic field martial arts and telepathic sharing.

He turned what he saw and heard when he led his men to destroy the first human experiment base of the Dongxiang troops outside the Great Wall into pictures and played them again in Lao Chen's mind.

In just a moment, when Wang Yi withdrew his hand, Lao Chen, the iron-blooded soldier who had been on the verge of death several times, looked pale, as if he had just been fished out of the water. Even death could not make this man retreat. The only thing he did at this moment, who could even write amazing poems, was to squeeze the hat in his hand into a ball.

He slapped the table and stood up.

"No way! We must not let the Japanese invaders break into the city! We must rescue the people in the city! No matter what the cost, we must do it!"

Wang Yi had expected Lao Chen's reaction. He also understood why the organization wanted his newly reorganized troops to fully cooperate with Wang Yi. Thinking of the scene Wang Yi had just shown him, he didn't want the tragedy that happened to his compatriots outside the Great Wall to happen in Jinling City.

"I say, how about making it public? You can't do it, you can't do it, you have no evidence, you're just talking nonsense, how can anyone believe you?"

Before he could finish his words, Lao Chen rejected this idea, and Wang Yi followed suit.

"And considering Chiang's character, he might even lock up the people in the city before leaving to prove that the Japanese would not massacre them. It's not surprising that he would do anything as a beast who doesn't even treat the people in the Soviet area as human beings."

"What should we do? There is no way to save them. Are we just going to watch the people in the city being killed? You two living gods, quickly come up with a solution for me?"

Old Chen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but Wang Yi really couldn't think of a better solution at this time. Instead, Zhang Zhiwei subconsciously turned his head to look in a direction outside the window and suddenly said.

"To put it bluntly, if we want to save people, this enemy fleet on the Yangtze River cannot be blocked on the Yangtze River in Jinling City. Even if Lao Wang and I can stop them together, we won't have the energy to save the people in the city. So Lao Wang and I must have one person on the river to block them, and the other one in Jinling City to protect the people's escape. Since Lao Wang and I can't handle it, let's just borrow some external forces."

"I have already made my move on Quan Xing's side. I don't know how many people I can mobilize to come, but they can provide little help to you and me. Which side of the righteous path do you want to borrow help from?"

"It's not only Longhu Mountain that can make clouds and rain, wind and clouds surge. It's too late to draw talismans now. It's better to go to Maoshan and borrow their family assets to use."

“Will they lend it?”

"If you can't borrow it, then rob it!"

(End of this chapter)