Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 433: Eight Diagrams, start!

On December 12, 1937, the Fukuo position collapsed. The highest military commander in the city hastily issued an order for a general retreat. He then fled to the dock with a group of close associates, carrying a lot of gold and silver valuables. He found a small boat in the warehouse at the dock, pushed the boat into the water, and escaped alone.

All of the above actions were seen by Wang Yi who was hiding in the dark.

Although he had known for a long time that this was something that had already happened in history, he had still tried. When the commander of the garrison came to him and said he wanted to blockade the docks and burn the ships, he had hinted at this.

If you really want me to burn this ship, and you really want to stay in the city and live and die with it, I will accompany you. No matter the outcome is life or death, no one will blame you as the commander of the city defense. You will have a good reputation during your lifetime and after your death.

But in the end, Wang Yi still misjudged the other party. His fear of death was much more important than his reputation during his lifetime and after his death.

"At this distance, do you want me to help you sink the ship?"

Master Jin Guang who was beside Wang Yi watched the city defender finally abandon the city and flee, and he also took out the Golden Escape Flowing Light Talisman from his arms. The extreme speed of the Golden Escape Flowing Light combined with Master Jin Guang's own means was enough.

In response to this, Wang Yi shook his head and raised his hand to press down the hand of Master Jin Guang that was holding the Golden Escape Flowing Light Talisman.

"Let it rain, let my mother marry. As I said before, his debt will naturally be collected by others. Let's go, Master. Don't keep everyone waiting anxiously. They have been feeling depressed for a long time."

"Oh, that sounds like a human thing to say."

The old man and the young man chatted with each other and then walked towards the city area that was about to turn into a hell on earth.
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When Wang Yi, Master Jin Guang and other Quanxing disciples chose to stay in the city.

In the Jiangbei area on the other side of the pier, 30 kilometers downstream, there were several figures walking briskly and quickly in the woods. Soon, when these figures passed through the dense forest and came to an open space, before they had time to catch their breath, their accomplices who had been waiting for a long time had surrounded them and talked in a flurry.

"How's it going? Are the Master and the others having fun in the city?"

"Ma Laosan, tell me, is it necessary for you to be out of breath like this after walking dozens of miles?"

Being surrounded by a group of accomplices and questioned in a flurry, these few people also took a breath and responded: "The city has been breached, the roads out of the city are blocked, and the boats have been burned. A boat escaped this morning. We haven't seen the Master, Mr. Wu, and Mr. Huang. We can't get in. There are Japanese guns and cannons everywhere. I don't know when the Master and his men will come out."

Hearing this, the guys who wanted to know the general situation lost interest and immediately scattered, finding a place to sit in groups of three or five. The guys who came back from gathering information also looked forward, at the figure in the center surrounded by them, and then they took two steps forward and carefully asked for instructions.

"Master, what should we do next? Should we go and lend a hand to the Master and the others?"

"Everyone, you came to see what kind of trouble the Master and Wang Yi have caused, so I brought you here. As for whether you want to lend a hand, it's up to you to decide. Don't ask me. I'm still waiting to see another good show."

The people in front of them were Quan Xing, and the leader they were talking about was Wu Gensheng, who was recognized by all the disciples of Quan Xing and officially took over the position of the leader of Quan Xing after he caused a big disturbance at the Luotian Grand Ceremony with Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei.

After not seeing each other for half a year, Wu Gensheng is no longer the bald monk. He has grown hair and put on the skin of a Kuomintang officer. Considering Wu Gensheng's ability to speak differently to different people, to act according to different situations, and to be good at dancing with the long sleeves, coupled with the various tricks of the Quan Xing disciples around him, this is reasonable and not surprising.

At this time, in this area, hundreds of Quanxing disciples, led by Wu Gensheng, Liu Pozi, Wu Mama and other famous Quanxing people, gathered here, all wanting to watch a good show.

At the beginning, Wang Yi found Wu Gensheng and made a bet on whether Wu Man, a famous Quanxing monk and an unknown layman, could see the state of emptiness of the five aggregates. Wu Gensheng lost the bet, but then he accepted the defeat. At the Luotian Grand Ceremony, in front of all the famous and righteous people, he was elected as the official leader of Quanxing by the Quanxing disciples who came to pay homage to him, and he also received the order to be the leader based on the conditions agreed with Wang Yi.

A leader's order that is so loose that it has almost no restrictions.

"Now that the country is in crisis, those who want to imitate the Jingnan story and want to make a big fuss in the name of Quanxing and trample on the reputation of the righteous can go to Wang Yi, or they can work alone or work for other forces. The only thing they cannot do is become a traitor. If they become a traitor, they should not consider themselves as Quanxing disciples. He, as the head of the sect, will not recognize them."

As soon as the leader's order was issued, it was notified to all Quan Xing disciples far and wide through Liu Pozi, a famous master who was able to enter dreams.

Of course, the effect is just like that. Although Quan Xing has always looked down on the righteous path, if they have the opportunity to step on the face of the righteous path, they will naturally not let it go, but not everyone in Quan Xing will risk their life to step on the face of the righteous path.

Some of those who had some ideas had already died in the Battle of Shanghai, or their deeds were recorded by Wang Yi on wooden plaques with each of their names printed on them, which were then handed over to Liu Pozi, a famous master of the dream-entering technique.

The remaining part are now in the city with Quanxing celebrities such as Master Jin Guang. The remaining Quanxing people don't want to join in the fun, but they also want to see what the fate of their fellow disciples can do to the righteous path, so they gathered together and found Wu Gensheng.

As the head of Quanxing Sect, Wu Gensheng could not refuse any request from his disciples, so he had his current business.

Hundreds of Quanxing disciples gathered in the woods in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, 30 kilometers away from Jinling City. They were able to stay away from the war and rely on their own strength to go back and forth to check what was going on.

When they heard that the city gate had been breached by the Japanese army and that it would only take a day or two for the city to fall completely, the Quanxing disciples who were watching the show also began to get restless. However, this bunch of headless flies needed a leader. Wu Gensheng was not fooled and had no intention of entering this city of death, so he left it to the Quanxing disciples to decide for themselves.

As long as the leader Wu Gensheng did not step down, they would stop and instead become interested in another good show that Wu Gensheng mentioned.

"Master, where is this other good show?"

"It's so far away and so close at hand. Don't you think the forest has been a little too dry these days?"

"Master, that's true. It shouldn't happen. Even though it's winter now, we're so close to the river. We shouldn't do this."

"That's because someone is setting up a large formation and mobilizing all the Qi in this area. If you don't want to go to the city to join in the fun, just sit here. This is a good spot~"

Playing with the gun in his hand, Wu Gensheng poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said these meaningful words. His pair of innately bright and restrained eyes looked past the Quan Xing disciples here, across the woods, and towards the river.
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Outside Jinling City, 30 kilometers away from Jiangbei area.

This was the best area that Zhang Zhiwei and his team chose after many surveys to deploy the Eight Diagrams to intercept the Third Fleet of the Old Imperial Navy that might appear at any time.

Because the natural landscape here is full of reed marshes and polder fields, there are many sandbanks in the middle of the river for people to stand and anchor.

There are many floodplains, natural levees, abandoned river channels and saline-alkali mudflats on both sides of the river. Even if the enemy cannot be intercepted, their speed will be hindered by the terrain if they want to advance from the shore.

From the moment they chose to reproduce Zhuge Liang's Eight Diagrams to intercept, Zhang Zhiwei and his team had prepared for the worst.

After all, the Eight Diagrams Formation was only seen in the hands of Zhuge Wuhou, the greatest extraordinary man who lived thousands of years ago. After so many years after Zhuge Wuhou, so many generations of the Zhuge family only knew that the Wuhou Qimen they practiced was the Eight Diagrams Formation, which was the embodiment of the Tao and skills that Zhuge Wuhou had cultivated throughout his life, but they still could not grasp the key points.

Without Zhang Zhiwei, a fellow comparable to Zhuge Wuhou, as the master of the formation, even if they could reproduce a corner of the power of Zhuge Wuhou's Eight Diagrams, they themselves had no idea how big the formation could be. Zhuge Wuhou used the army as the formation, the army as the situation, and himself as the central palace commander. Theoretically, as long as the army formation was large enough and the troops were sufficient, Zhuge Wuhou could expand the Eight Diagrams to any size.

But here, the three branches of the Zhuge family have produced twelve older generations, including the couple of Qimen Dunjia, plus Zhang Zhiwei who is the main formation, and eight hundred people who are responsible for receiving command and mobilization.

The twelve older generations of the Zhuge family are in charge of the four plates and eight gates in the Eight Diagrams Formation. The couple of Qimen Dunjia act as the hub to connect these twelve people. Finally, Zhang Zhiwei is in command. Combined with this Earth Qi Bureau, it is still unknown how much power this Eight Diagrams Formation has compared to that of Zhuge Wuhou in the past.

But now that things have come to this, there is nothing much for them to say. They just have to be prepared and get it done.

At this time, on a sandbar in the middle of the river, Zhang Zhiwei stood alone on the shore, with his hands behind his back. His dark blue Taoist robe rustled in the cold wind, and his bright and restrained eyes looked towards the downstream, as if he was waiting for something.

At this time, a mist was rising on the surface of the river. The mist was not blown away by the cold wind, but gathered more and more. Soon, it reached the point where you had to be careful when moving forward.

But if someone were to observe from a high vantage point at this time, they would find that the fog did not spread to the surface of the river, but was concentrated in the small area of ​​the sandbar in the middle of the river where Zhang Zhiwei was at this time, as if he was trapped in an invisible cage, with no freedom.

Looking at the fog around him that was so thick that he couldn't see his hand in front of him, he also looked to his left.

In this direction, there was a team of 800 people, mainly consisting of small sampans, hiding in the reeds along the river.

The person who commanded this team of 800 people was the captain of the ship who had evacuated from the city at Wang Yi's request and came to cooperate with Zhang Zhiwei and a group of Zhuge family elders and the couple of magicians such as Qimen Dunjia to set up the Eight Diagrams.

Although he had seen Wang Yi's methods of flying people and pinning hundreds of people to the ground with just a wave of his hand in the city, for the captain, this was the first time for him as an ordinary person to participate in a blocking battle with a group of veterans and only heavy firepower weapons. The two sides had completely different levels of manpower, equipment and combat experience.

The opponent was the Third Fleet of the old Imperial Navy, an iron fleet. A single destroyer could blow up their small wooden and iron dinghies.

They only had a dozen mortars, which had no replacement after they were used up, and a few light and heavy machine guns, as well as machine guns dismantled from the Japanese reconnaissance plane that Zhang Zhiwei had shot down before.

Strictly speaking, apart from knowing how to swim, these people have no experience in water combat. They simply moved the land combat mode to the boat. The only thing they can rely on is the Eight Diagrams formed by Zhang Zhiwei and the twelve magic masters.

This kind of mysterious thing made the captain feel unsure at all. Not only was he unsure, but the soldiers he brought with him were also unsure.

"Captain, don't blame me for being nosy. Our mission is to stay here and stop the Japanese fleet, right?"

"Ah."

"How big is the Japanese ship?"

"A lot. A lot."

"Then how do we stop it?"

"That depends on Special Envoy Zhang's ability."

"Can the special envoy be a god?"

"He's not a god. He has to eat and sleep just like us, but he has great abilities."

"Captain, what's the big deal? You have to tell everyone. Everyone is here. I'm not a coward, but you still have to tell everyone the truth."

"Have you ever heard of Investiture of the Gods?"

"I saw a segment of this play when a troupe came to the village before."

"Let me tell you this. Our Special Envoy Zhang is the Erlang Shen from The Investiture of the Gods. He is very powerful. Just follow my instructions when the time comes."

"Erlang Shen? Isn't that still a god? Captain, I heard from the instructor that there are no gods in this world."

"Yes, so our Special Envoy Zhang is just an undeified Erlang Shen. No matter how powerful he is, he is afraid of mortals like us. That's why we have to help him here. Do you understand?"

"Got it, Commander. We will follow your command. We will fight wherever you say!"

"This is right~"

After rubbing the head of the young soldier beside him, the captain looked towards the sandbar surrounded by thick fog in the middle of the river, waiting for Zhang Zhiwei's signal.

Zhang Zhiwei stood on the shore with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes and silently reciting the Heart Sutra.

At this moment, at Zhang Zhiwei's feet, waves of ripples came from afar, turning into waves that wet the uppers of Zhang Zhiwei's shoes. The wetness from under his feet also made Zhang Zhiwei stop silently reciting the Heart Sutra, open his eyes, and look into the distance.

Because he knew that the enemy was coming!

A breath of foul air was exhaled from the chest, causing ripples on the water surface.

Looking at the outline of the former Imperial Navy's Third Fleet in the distance, Zhang Zhiwei put his right fingers together to form a sword and pointed it to the sky.

"Eight Formations, Lord Zhuge, please allow me, a person from the later generations, to fully appreciate your elegance and grace in those days."

Wind blows!

The fog is coming!

As Zhang Zhiwei, the leader of the formation, was thinking, a cold wind blew violently on the surface of the river. The thick fog trapped on the sandbar where Zhang Zhiwei was began to spread towards the surface of the river with the help of the strong wind. After a short while, the surface of the river in this area turned into a land of white smoke.

After a thousand years, the Eight Diagrams Formation, the life's work of Zhuge Wuhou, the greatest extraordinary man a thousand years ago, has once again reappeared in the world!
(End of this chapter)