[Volume 2: New World] Chapter 220: The main show begins
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Chapter 220 The main drama begins
Obviously, without going through a baptism of blood and fire, it would be very difficult for him to gain a foothold here.
Ye Mengyan suggested: Now that the location of the opponent's main altar has been confirmed and all his teams are in place, he can take advantage of the opponent's opening of the incense hall to launch a black tiger-style surprise attack, sneak in, and then blow it up with explosives. Gate, occupy the commanding heights, use sniper rifles, grenades and automatic weapons to massacre the village indiscriminately, destroying its core in one fell swoop.
Once the core is destroyed, the situation in the entire Yizhou area will stabilize. Zhang Yingchen is very convenient no matter what he does.
The firepower of the thirty-two members of the Special Operations Command's First Detachment is the most terrifying destructive force that no one has ever seen in this time and space.
Ye Mengyan felt that even if they did not engage in lurking and everyone went directly to the gate to blow open the door and rush in, the outcome of the battle would not be different. However, this will inevitably increase casualties and may also enable some leading elements to take advantage of the chaos and escape.
Although Zhang Yingchen said that he had no mental obstacles to engaging in violent actions, since this is an enemy-occupied area after all, if he really wanted to cause a tragedy like the Majiazhai massacre, the government would probably have to intervene. Classes also create a great deal of alarm. It's like making enemies on all sides.
After careful consideration, I decided to use a sneak attack to dig out the enemy's heart.
Just as Zhang Yingchen and Ye Mengyan began to actively plan a "surgical strike" on Majiazhai, Ming Qing suddenly ran in with a panicked look.
"Teacher...Master...Father..."
"What's the matter?" He glanced at his "first disciple" with dissatisfaction. Because of Ming and Qing's intelligence, his status in his mind has surpassed that of the few apprentices he had in Lingao.
"Just now someone claimed to be from Nanwuliang Cult and posted a post on the door." Mingqing had heard many rumors recently: someone was going to do harm to the master, and was going to burn Yunsheng Temple, etc. After all, he grew up in Jiangnan since he was a child. Yes, I have never seen so many dangerous things, and I have always been very scared.
Just as he was about to take over the Serbian M77B1 automatic rifle and open it, Ye Mengyan stopped him:
"Is there poison on it?" He had read a lot of martial arts novels and so on. The paper was contaminated with poison, and he would be poisoned as soon as he opened it.
"If they have the ability to create anthrax, we only need to worry about this." Zhang Yingchen didn't care. The paper was contaminated with poison, and the poison could be absorbed through the skin. The quacks in the 17th century could not have such strong chemical extraction capabilities.
After opening it, there was a very simple red invitation, and the paper quality was not very particular. The content is to invite Zhang Yingchen to attend the ceremony of opening the incense hall in Majiazhai three days later.
"This is a Hongmen banquet." Ye Mengyan smiled contemptuously, "This is a good thing that comes to your door. I will send some people as your followers to sneak in first, and when they open the incense hall, I will lead the people inside and outside to fight in one fell swoop. , leave no chickens or dogs behind!”
"Why is this necessary?" Zhang Yingchen disagreed. He wanted to win people's hearts, not corpses on the ground. Of course, it is nothing to slaughter a Majia village, but the hearts of the believers may not be able to turn to themselves.
The only way to win over these lower-class people who are deeply mired in superstition is to demonstrate a belief that is stronger than their own. Chinese people are extremely pragmatic in religion. When a belief can bring him more benefits, he will immediately change his family without any care.
This opening of the incense hall is a great opportunity for me to show my "magic power". Zhang Yingchen thought that although he was in danger of fighting away from home, with Ye Mengyan's team as his backing, his risk factor could be said to be minimized.
"Go and reply to him." Zhang Yingchen handed the post back. "Return the original post. I will definitely attend the appointment when the time comes."
"What? You want to go?"
"How can I do it if I don't go? I'm afraid of them." Zhang Yingchen said, "If I don't go, the following group of believers who have just defected will be shaken. If I guessed correctly, those incense owners probably also received Invitation."
Ma Weisan is busy every day. Opening the incense hall is a big ceremony and only happens once or twice a year. With the arrival of the envoys from the main altar, and the arrival of the Dharma Master and the Saint of the Inner Law Hall, he figured that the scale of the incense hall could only be greater than before.
What's more, Xuande originally wanted to use this to show off the power of his religion, so frugality obviously did not conform to Xuande's ideas. Even though it was all his own money, he felt so distressed every time the accounting room brought him a note. Every time at this time, he always kept reminding himself: now is not the time to care about money - you can keep your life and power, why are you afraid of not having money?
The pomp and circumstance are huge. Because in the year of the flood, the government paid close attention to the private religious sects and did not want to publicize them, so he did not put up lanterns and decorations outside the village, but only put on a grand display inside the village. Not only was the incense hall luxuriously furnished, but there were also fifty tables for banquets. The stage in the village was specially renovated and famous local opera troupes were invited.
Taking the dozens of Xiangtangs in the Yizhou sub-tank as an example, even if all the leaders of the rebellious Xiangtangs arrived, the maximum number of people attending the banquet would be about thirty, and the rest would depend on Majiazhai. People came to support the scene.
Judging from the feedback from the envoys sent out, the situation after the decree was issued was better than expected. Not only did all the fragrant halls that had not rebelled say they would be present, but all the fragrant halls that had turned a deaf ear to his instructions in the previous stage also responded and said they would send people to attend.
Even a part of the Xiangtang that had recently rebelled sent people, saying that they had "no choice" at the time, and gave him a lot of gifts, asking him to "activate" on his behalf.
Only those Xiangtangs in Dadianzhuang and Zhoucheng who had completely rebelled probably knew that they would not get any favors if they came, so they simply closed their doors to the messengers who sent the messages. On the contrary, the Taoist priest Zhang said readily that he would definitely come.
He was so happy that Ma Weisan started to murmur in his heart - he was already wary of Zhang Yingchen's magic power, but now he was so confident that he was about to start a legal battle in Majiazhai. He was so Do you still want the foundation?
Thinking of this, he became anxious. But he never showed any signs of it on his face. Instead, he prepared for the ceremony even more diligently. Seeing that the real day has arrived. Ma Weisan knew very well that extending his head was a sword, and shrinking his head was also a sword. Ma Weisan, who was very nervous, relaxed. He got up without the crow of the rooster, went to see the lobby, and then went to the built reed shed to watch the invited masters in the shed slaughtering fish and chickens. Boiled meat, fried meatballs...this meal is no less than a delicacy in Yizhou, a land where people are dying of hunger. And the cooks who provide the dishes for the guests in the main altar are invited from Jining. Twenty jars of the best Lanling wine were specially purchased from Jining to serve as gifts to the guests. For ordinary guests, they sent people to buy it from Jimo for banquets.
He came out of the steaming stove and stood in the courtyard to smell the aroma of meat. But now he has no appetite and keeps staring at the courtyard wall - next door is the courtyard of Kaixiangtang, including across the courtyard, there are fifty tables of banquets. Don't expect it to be quiet this time. After a while, there may be a big fight. He knew that Xuande and Saint Luo had brought a few cronies to the courtyard to arrange the arrangements since yesterday. No one else was allowed to be present in the hospital without telling anyone, and they were also sternly warned not to pry.
"Mysterious!" Ma Weisan thought to himself. Such mystery is probably the "news" used in secretly tinkering with the acting. This is not a secret among the upper echelons of the sect above the Xiang Master. I just don’t know if the Dharma Master and the Saint have any real spells that can deal with the demon?
While he was muttering, a servant came to report that the first batch of guests had arrived.
Ye Mengyan got up very early that day - he always got up very early when he was on a mission. The morning air cleared his mind and lifted his spirits.
The Taoist priest is going to a banquet to "act", and he, Ye Mengyan, is the prop and assistant of the "acting". Just like a magician, it may seem that the magician is in the foreground, but in fact these two are the keys to a successful performance.
The soldiers of Ye Mengyan's first detachment had to finish cleaning up the house - they were divided into two teams. The first team was stationed in Yunshengguan and was the main force, with twenty people. The main task of the second team is to protect the safety of the big store and dealers, and to guard the various combat materials brought. They were stationed in a mule and horse shop rented by a Taoist priest in Dadianzhuang. Neither Zhang Yingchen nor Ye Mengyan wanted this team to be in the public eye: they were too special.
Today, he gathered all the two teams into Yunsheng Temple. The 21 special operations team members had removed their daily disguises: turbans, fake buns and rags. Changed into civilian BDU outfits for combat use: the boys who originally seemed very inconsistent have regained their spirit.
Since Lando gave the "meeting gift" and the North American branch handed over some weapons, the entire special operations team headquarters has been like a shotgun. The SKS series rifles, which were originally inconvenient to use, have become second-line equipment. Now the main equipment of the special operations team is mgv-176, fal automatic rifle and shotgun. Each team member was also equipped with four grenades this time. They even have a machine gun modified from a Serbian M77B1 automatic rifle.
Ye Mengyan carefully checked everyone's weapons and equipment. This assault was not very difficult, but it required good cooperation with the Taoist priest's actions. All aspects must be correct.
"The boys are all in good spirits." Zhang Yingchen came out of the main room and praised them. He also got up very early today to make final preparations for the play. Although he had strong protection from the special reconnaissance team, he still protected himself at the highest level: underneath the robe was a special stab-proof vest, gloves and a throat guard. Glock19 pistol, gas mask - in case of fire, you can escape. All these things were hidden under his robe.
The most important thing is a tiny radio headset hanging behind his ear. Through this walkie-talkie, he can communicate with Ye Mengyan in real time.
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