Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 434: Today is not as good as before
On the surface of the Yangtze River, a cold wind suddenly rose and the waves were covered with mist.

Under the stimulation of the Eight Diagrams, fog so thick that one could hardly see one's hand in front of one's face filled the route that the Third Fleet of the Old Imperial Navy had to take.

Even some floating ice began to appear on the river surface. Although it was not a big deal, as the fog spread, the sound of ships colliding with floating ice was heard. The Third Fleet of the old Imperial Navy, which was sailing upstream along the river, also realized that something was wrong.

They had conducted hydrological surveys in the Yangtze River Basin and knew that white smoke-like steam fog would appear in the Yangtze River during the winter, but the level of fog so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you and even airplanes couldn't take off normally only occurs once in decades.

Faced with the abnormal weather, their response was very direct. They stopped the ship and blew the horn, but the fog that Zhang Zhiwei had prepared for for a long time did not intend to let them go.

As Zhang Zhiwei pointed forward, the thick fog, blown by the cold wind, instantly engulfed the entire Third Fleet of the Imperial Japanese Navy, causing the Japanese navy on the ships to fall into temporary panic, but soon stabilized.

At the same time, the captains of each ship also conveyed the current situation to the commander of the Third Fleet, the old Japanese soldier Hasegawa Kiyoshi, who was stationed on the flagship.

"Commander, this foggy weather is not conducive to ship navigation. Should we stop moving forward and inform the Army Commander Matsui of the situation?"

"Notify him? Then what? Who of you can guarantee when the fog will dissipate? Or do you plan to let the Army accuse us of delaying the war in the cabinet?"

"But···"

"No, but there was no fog along the way, only here. I think those Chinese practitioners took action. Order! All ships retreat along the original route, send out the marines, and find out the scope of the waters covered by fog. Also, notify the high priest and others that it is time for them to prepare."

"Hi Yi!"

Orders were passed through the ship-borne radio to the escorting cruisers and gunboats. The Third Fleet of the old Imperial Navy also gathered the Marines on the ships, took their weapons and communication equipment, lowered the boats, and began to reverse along the same route.

Slogans and lights echoed in the thick fog, and even Zhang Zhiwei, who was presiding over the formation on the sandbar, heard the noise.

"The enemy is not stupid. They know to retreat. What a pity. After all, they are not Zhuge Wuhou's main formation. Once this formation is activated, they are fixed here and cannot move with it. Otherwise, I will follow you wherever you retreat and scare you to death. Seniors, can you still hold on?"

As the person in charge of the formation, Zhang Zhiwei was fully aware of what was going on in the Eight Diagrams. He also knew that the other side was gathering Marines to come and investigate the situation by boat. However, compared to the Marines that the other side was gathering, he was more concerned about the seniors who helped him set up the Eight Diagrams.

"With the right time and location, and the right geomagnetic situation, we can create a misty cold wind. Our old bones can still withstand such a commotion. If these Japanese retreat, we can work together to carry out this formation for a day and a night without any problem."

"I see. It's a pity that they won't do as we wish."

"So the next step is to test you as the master of the formation. You are different from the ancestor Wu Hou. Even though the ancestor does not have all these sorcerer skills and cultivation, he is also a master who knows how to use military forces. You don't have this talent."

"Senior, please stop mocking me at this time."

"I'm not being sarcastic. I'm just telling you why this Eight Diagrams Formation requires a soldier. Do you remember that we old brothers said we would give you a chance, Zhang Zhiwei?"

"Of course I remember."

"Now is the time to give you good fortune, Zhang Zhiwei. Look carefully, the foundation of our Wuhou Qimen! The core method of the Eight Diagrams!"

Magical power: not as good as before!
As the voice of the Zhuge family's elder sounded in Zhang Zhiwei's mind, a huge stream of information suddenly poured into Zhang Zhiwei's inner vision. At the same time, a man also appeared in Zhang Zhiwei's inner vision.

He was wearing a crane cloak, a silk scarf on his head, and holding a feather fan. His face was as white as jade and his eyes were as bright as stars.

His identity is obvious.

The only thing that was not in harmony with the outfit was that when the man turned around and looked at Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Zhiwei realized that he was a little too young, not the image of a man with a beautiful beard in storytelling books or dramas.

“Haha, I didn’t expect that the greatest alien Zhuge Wuhou a thousand years ago was actually a smiling young man.”

"Haha, I didn't expect that a thousand years later, the person who could understand my way would be a Taoist priest, and what he wanted to learn was actually my way of war."

"Because I don't think I'm weaker than you, Senior Wu Hou."

"It should be so. How can a cultivator like me underestimate ourselves? But I am really disappointed that after a thousand years, it was not my descendants who woke me up."

"You should be happy, Wu Hou. If your descendants call you here, it means they will never be able to get out of the shackles you left behind."

Looking at Zhuge Wuhou holding his forehead with a feather fan and sighing, Zhang Zhiwei was also a little amused. He did not expect that Zhuge Wuhou, who was praised by the world, would have such a joking attitude.

"You are a talkative junior. Well, looking at the situation, I think the land of China is in trouble. I am not from your era and cannot survive forever. Please come forward and I will teach you the method of "Now is not as good as in the past" and the Qimen Imaging Method."

Zhang Zhiwei stepped forward upon hearing the voice, and saw Zhuge Wuhou holding a feather fan and tapping Zhang Zhiwei's forehead three times. The Eight Diagrams Diagram, which had been sluggish for Zhang Zhiwei, the person in charge of the formation, suddenly became smooth. At the same time, he also gained all the experience that Zhuge Wuhou had gained from manipulating the Eight Diagrams with the army as a formation.

As the teachings came to an end, the image of Zhuge Wuhou gradually faded in front of Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was gradually absorbing the magic of Zhuge Wuhou's teachings, looked at the wisp of Wuhou's soul summoned from the vast inner world in front of him, and asked aloud.

"Wu Hou, do you regret it back then?"

"Haha, you are really interesting, let me ask you, do you regret it now?"

"not regret."

"Me too, junior, what's your name?"

"The 65th generation disciple of Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Zhiwei, Taoist name Tiantong."

"Tian Tong Ren, the way of humanity reaches heaven? What a name, what a spirit. Then, Tian Tong Ren, this catastrophe of China, I leave the people in your care."

With a smile, the image of Zhuge Wuhou completely disappeared, and Zhang Zhiwei also broke away from the inner scene, with a faint light in his eyes. It was the Wuhou Qimen Xianxiang method passed down to him by Zhuge Wuhou that was running automatically, allowing Zhang Zhiwei to observe the changes in the Qi in the Eight Formations Diagram under his feet from all directions and angles, and to move the four plates and eight gates.

"Is this the way Zhuge Wu Hou used the Eight Diagrams to deploy troops? You are worthy of being admitted to the Martial Temple. Let me use you now. Commander Jiang, it's your turn."

As soon as he thought of this, the captain, who was hiding in the reeds, heard Zhang Zhiwei's voice in his mind. He was startled at first, but in just a moment, the captain also understood how to communicate with Zhang Zhiwei.

"How should I cooperate with you?"

"The Japanese ship has retreated, and they have launched a small boat with about 400 to 500 people on board. They are well-equipped and are exploring the way. Your mission is to lead your people to eat all these 400 to 500 people."

"But none of us have experience in water combat."

"Don't be afraid. Just treat it as if we are fighting on land. The fog will be your cover. Just attack them piecemeal and eat them up bit by bit."

"Okay, but they don't know where we are, and we don't know where he is either."

"Don't worry, I'll take you there." "Huh?"

Listening to Zhang Zhiwei's statement, Captain Jiang looked confused, but the soldiers around him had already noticed the movement.

"Captain, the ship is moving!"

The captain, Captain Jiang, looked down and saw that the wooden and iron-clad cruise ship he was on was being pushed by the river water and was moving towards the surface of the river. The fog, which was so thick that even they could not see clearly, seemed to have eyes and automatically made way for them.

This miraculous phenomenon also made the soldiers around Captain Jiang who had no idea about the alien world couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. It was not that they were unclear about the discipline, but the phenomenon before them was something that no normal person could understand.

But the experienced Commander Jiang quickly asked the signalman to pass on the order.

"Pass the message on. No open flames, no noise. Get ready. As soon as the Japanese ship appears, hit it hard!"

"Yes!"

The order was passed down one by one, and the soldiers on the boat stopped making any noise and became quiet. The small boat carrying them sailed steadily on the river without any shaking as Zhang Zhiwei manipulated the formation.

Outside the fog, the Third Fleet of the old Imperial Navy, which had already left the area covered by the fog, was parked on the river, led by the command ship Ataka, and escorted by three gunboats of the main fleet, the 11th Squadron. They maintained communication with the Marines who had entered the fog in small boats, and were ready to provide artillery support at any time.

But there was no news that the Marines had explored the waters, but they saw flames and heard the sound of gunfire from the invisible fog.

At the same time, the voices of Marine Corps members calling for help were heard from the ship's radio communications.

"Calling headquarters! Calling headquarters! We have been ambushed by the Chinese army! Requesting support! Requesting support!"

"Headquarters received it! Headquarters received it! Report your position! Report your position!"

"We are on the sandbar in the middle of the river, direction XX, distance XX..."

Distinguishing the sounds of gunfire coming from the radio and the directions provided by the Marines.

The guns on the three gunboats of the 11th Squadron also began to adjust their firing positions under orders, followed by a round of cascading shelling.

The cannon roared, and the bullet broke out of the barrel and shot into the thick, invisible fog ahead at a speed undetectable by the naked eye.

But the phenomenon that followed left these fleet commanders dumbfounded.

They could see the flames rising from the fog and the ripples on the river caused by the explosion of the shells after they hit the target, but they could not hear the roar of the shells exploding.

What happened before their eyes was like a colorful silent film, without a sound or movement.

At the same time, the radio station connected to the Marines exploring in the fog was silent. No matter how they called, there was no response.

A moment later, they saw the Marines who had lost contact with them through the fog.

Floating corpses and shipwrecks flowed slowly down the river. It was obvious that the staggered bombing they had just carried out according to the direction and distance reported by the Marines did not hit the enemy hidden in the fog, but instead bombed all the friendly forces that were surrounded by the enemy.

Looking at the broken limbs and corpses floating down the river, and then looking at the thick fog in front of them, the eyes of the Japanese naval soldiers on the fleet changed.

The fog that blocked their way upstream transformed into a giant beast that chose its prey and devoured all the invading enemies.

The people of the Third Fleet of the Old Imperial Navy were in a panic, and Zhang Zhiwei and a group of senior sorcerers who were presiding over the Eight Diagrams in the fog were also feeling unwell.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the sandbar close to him, which was bombed into a pit, with a look of fear on his face.

"Huh, this power is really great. If I hadn't confused the time and position in the formation, let alone 800 people, even 8,000 people would be gone by now. But fortunately, I ate this sound and I'm full."

Looking at the calm river in front of him, Zhang Zhiwei was very satisfied. It was worthwhile for him to spend his energy to withstand this round of cascading bombardment. The noise caused by the explosion of these projectiles had been absorbed by the Eight Diagrams he controlled, and turned into invisible mines, hidden under the water on this must-pass road.

"Don't be happy too soon. The Eight Diagrams Formation has a limited capacity. If the opponent comes for two more rounds, the Eight Diagrams Formation will collapse without the opponent having to do anything!"

Zhang Zhiwei also understood the reminder from the Zhuge family elders.

"So, we have to play a trick on them. Captain Jiang, do you believe me?"

At another sandbar, Captain Jiang's heart was still pounding after witnessing the power of the naval guns of the Third Fleet of the former Imperial Navy at close range.

The ambush just now was completely incomprehensible to him. These Japanese soldiers acted as if they could not see them. They were attacked at close range by their side and finally shot into sieves by their own fleet. On his side, only a few unlucky guys were injured by stray bullets.

Of course, most of the casualties were caused by the enemy's naval guns, and the number of Marines who actually died at their hands did not exceed one hundred.

However, he had never seen anyone in his life achieve such a record of defeating a larger force with a smaller one and annihilating so many enemies with almost zero casualties.

So after hearing Zhang Zhiwei's voice, he responded directly without any hesitation.

"Of course, what do you want us to do?"

"Go out and show yourself."

"Is it such a big deal?"

"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. If they fire two more rounds outside, it will be our turn to be in trouble."

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Captain Jiang did not hesitate at all. In this blocking battle, everyone from top to bottom was prepared to die.

After receiving the other party's response, Zhang Zhiwei activated the formation again, and the river water turned into a pushing hand, pulling Captain Jiang and his boat slowly to the edge of the formation.

"Show!"

Following Zhang Zhiwei's order, Captain Jiang, who had just fought a perfect ambush, and his fleet appeared in the form of a mirage in front of the Third Fleet of the old Imperial Navy outside.

Seeing that the other side used this extremely simple wooden and iron boat and its pitifully poor firepower configuration to lure them to destroy their own Marines with their own hands, and now they are showing off their power in front of them?
This kind of eye-catching approach also caused the carrier-based machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns on the three gunboats to roar and sweep towards the fleet that had almost nowhere to hide.

The machine guns roared and the bullets poured down, but they all hit nothing, leaving only a splash of water behind these phantoms.

(End of this chapter)