Second, Zhao Yingong will definitely send people into the city to raid his stronghold, and he might even notify the Yamen to search together. Not to mention, the gunpowder, brimstone, swords and daggers stored in the yard - this is a crime worthy of "making trouble".
Originally, Hao Yuan's script was written based on "gangster brawl", but now Zhao Yingong abruptly changed it to "criminal riot".
With one careless move, he lost everything, and Hao Yuan had a bitter taste in his mouth. In this game of chess, I worked step by step, and finally managed to reach the level of "general". Unexpectedly, Xihua's defection suddenly made me completely passive.
Ren Bu was in charge of the army, and he secretly regretted it. He could have just silenced Xihua yesterday! One thought of kindness can lead to a big mistake.
The matter has come to this, and there is no use regretting it. We can only swallow it silently as a bitter medicine and remember the lesson.
"Hao Da, what do you think we should do now?" Several people looked at his serious expression and knew something was seriously wrong.
"Retreat immediately."
"But Hao Da, our people are all in place, and more than half of the gunpowder has been transported. Even if the wind is gone, it's still too late to take action immediately." He Liu was unwilling to give up.
"If you don't leave now, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape." Hao Yuan said coldly, "You don't know how powerful they are. Go tell everyone to retreat immediately."
Hao Yuan knew that there was no room for hesitation at this time. His master once told him to never underestimate the reaction speed of the "Australians".
"They are the fastest reacting people in the world - you have to measure their reaction speed in minutes, not hours."
It is hard for Hao Yuan to imagine that there is an organization in the world that responds so quickly, in a world where feedback and decision-making are measured in years and months. It takes many days for one thing to spread. Even in the same city, it takes several days for local news to spread throughout the city.
But what Master said is always correct. Over time, Hao Yuan developed a superstitious admiration for his master's words.
He Liu and others looked at each other, but they also developed the habit of obeying Hao Yuan's "magical plan". Although they were unwilling to do so, they immediately went to implement it.
The retreat plan had been prepared for a long time. After giving the order, the men quickly organized into groups and began to evacuate the standby location.
Hao Yuan's order came at the right time. The last group of people had just finished walking, and the horse guards sent by the Hangzhou government had already arrived at both ends of the street and blocked the street. Check pedestrians. Some government officials were directly guarding the gate of Wanbi Bookstore.
While he was still halfway there, news came from the other side that the house had also been raided, and those who came to raid it were also government officials.
Although the gunpowder and weapons stored in it were lost. However, the documents and gold and silver items inside were all safe because they were transferred in time. The people stationed there also withdrew in time.
He Liu and others were stunned, this Mr. Zhao is really not worthy! Naturally, he also secretly admired Hao Yuan.
"Send an unfamiliar local out of the city and notify Zhou Twelve at Phoenix Villa as soon as possible. As soon as it gets dark, take the brothers and leave. Don't interfere with the attack on the Villa. Several bodyguards who withdrew from the stronghold The masters are all Shi Weng’s people, and they will all be silenced.”
"Yes." He Liu nodded, "What should we do now?"
"Let's take shelter in the city first."
Although he no longer attacked Bishufang, it is difficult to say whether Zhao Yingong set up a secret card at the city gate in order to follow him. So Hao Yuan asked the large group not to leave the city for the time being. First, stay in various strongholds in the city to hide. He himself did not leave the city, only taking a few close associates with him. Go hide in a secret disciple's home.
It is no longer possible to go to Nanxiawa. Although it is safe there, there must be a large number of spies following the entrance and exit. Once his whereabouts are exposed, there is no guarantee what means Zhao Yingong will use. He used to play by surprise, but now "surprise" is no longer possible. The offense and defense have changed. His situation is very passive. He can only lie dormant and wait for opportunities again.
The plan to "burn Phoenix Villa" painstakingly planned by Cao Guangjiu and Gou Chengxuan was well planned but well implemented. Several eminent monks were also specially invited through Zhang Guangtian to perform rituals and preach about destroying demons and protecting the way. Groups of bankrupt sericulture farmers also gathered together, preparing to avenge and complain. There are also a large number of thieves hiding fire and brimstone, waiting for them to be activated, rushing into the villa and setting fire to Cihui Hall, creating a burning camp.
However, Xihua's defection completely exposed the entire plan. Qian Shui Association adjusted the defense arrangements based on Xihua's confession. As soon as the sky darkened and the ceremony of setting off the flames had just begun, several snipers opened fire from the designed positions in the villa, killing the monk who was presiding over the ceremony.
The noisy magic weapon and silencer perfectly masked the sound of rifle shooting, and the night vision scope accurately sent the warhead into the human body nearly a kilometer away.
The sudden death of the presiding monk caused great panic. Cao Guangjiu, the on-site commander - Gou Chengxuan volunteered to take over the task of setting off the river lanterns - secretly said that something was not right: the site where the altar was set up was more than a mile away from the gate of the villa. There is no one else but the "She" and the invited monk. Unless Mr. Zhao had magic, he would never be able to kill someone at such a long distance.
However, Zhang Guangtian suspected that there was an assassin who was good at using projectiles lurking among the onlookers in the audience, because the forehead of the dead monk looked like he had been hit by a projectile, but the hole diameter was very small, not like a projectile from a fire gun. He immediately asked Cao Guangjiu to intercept all the people in the audience twenty feet away, leaving only the monks who were doing the ritual and the various "incense societies" who came with them to build up the momentum.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the second monk came on stage and before he could speak, he suddenly fell to the ground again. Zhang Guangtian rushed to the stage and picked up the monk, who was already dead. But he saw a bleeding bullet hole between his eyebrows. Zhang Guangtian was filled with hatred and knew that someone from the villa must be causing trouble, but he didn't know how he acted. The altar was full of reliable and familiar people, and the miscellaneous people had been intercepted twenty feet away. Not to mention slingshots or hand-shot projectiles, even a blunderbuss could not reach that far. If the shot came from the villa, the Dharma platform is more than a mile away from the villa, and it would have taken a cannon to hit it. Besides, when the second monk came on the stage, the magic weapon had not yet been fired, so it was impossible not to hear the sound of the blunderbuss. arrive.
What kind of magic was used! Zhang Guangtian was so angry that his eyes were red, but he had nothing to do. Seeing the hurried and timid expressions of the monks and incense practitioners below, I couldn't help but jump to my feet. However, when I asked people to come up to do the ritual, no one agreed. No matter how much he tried to persuade her, there was no response.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, knocking down a magic weapon on the altar table with a crash. The monks and incense crowd gathered under the stage suddenly dispersed, and within a moment they had all escaped. Zhang Guangtian was left alone in the audience and burst into tears.
Cao Guangjiu felt frightened in his heart and secretly wondered if this could be done? While he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Gou Chengxuan calling him. He turned around and saw that he was nowhere to be seen. When he looked again, he found Gou Chengxuan shrunk in the crowd, waving to him. He cursed secretly: What a piece of shit.
"What are you doing, sneaky?" Cao Guangjiu cursed.
"Come here, don't hold up the torch, come into the crowd." Gou Chengxuan whispered.
"What kind of trick are you playing..."
Cao Guangjiu walked over cursing, and Gou Chengxuan pulled him into the crowd and whispered: "Old Cao, something happened over there at Hedeng!"
"Something happened?!" Cao Guangjiu was surprised. Setting up a river lantern was an easy thing. What could happen?
"Look." Gou Chengxuan pointed at the place where he pointed, and saw blazing fire where he pointed. He had seen this fire a long time ago, but because today was the Hungry Ghost Festival, there were many wealthy families burning Dharma boats on the riverside beaches, so it did not attract his attention.
"This is?!"
"These are those river lanterns and boats!" Gou Chengxuan said with sadness and indignation, "As soon as they were transported to the river beach, a small boat came over and shot more than twenty flowers on the river beach, lighting all the river lanterns. !”
The river lantern was originally made of paper, and this time in order to enhance the effect of arson, a container was specially added inside to contain the combustion aids of fire salt, sulfur and tung oil. Once it is lit, it immediately becomes a prairie fire.
"What can we do?" Cao Guangjiu asked anxiously. He was Shi Weng's personally appointed "Commander-in-Chief of the Former Enemy", who coordinated all actions to attack Phoenix Villa. Now everything is in chaos: not only Hao Yuan is nowhere to be seen, but Zhou Twelve, who led the team under him, is also missing; Gou Chengxuan's water attack is completely bankrupt, and there is also a problem with Zhang Guangtian...
"I think the wind is blowing hard..." Gou Chengxuan didn't even wait for Cao Guangjiu to reply. She shrunk her neck and disappeared into the crowd. Cao Guangjiu was so angry that he scolded his mother.
Cao Guangjiu returned to his seat and was thinking about whether to send someone to contact Shi Weng urgently. Suddenly, a "beater" who was standing in front and stretching his neck to watch the excitement groaned and fell to the ground. Before he could react, several more people collapsed to the ground one after another. After all, Cao Guangjiu was the leading figure in the Broken Boots Party. His mind was spinning very quickly. He raised his foot and kicked the "Dashe" who was standing next to him holding a torch to light up. The torch was immediately extinguished.
Unexpectedly, this move brought him death. The moment after he kicked down the torch, Cao Guangjiu felt a heavy blow on his body. He secretly screamed that something was wrong, and another bullet penetrated his head, interrupting all thoughts.
Cao Guangjiu died, and Gou Chengxuan and Hao Yuan disappeared again. The crowd gathered outside the villa was leaderless and dispersed. Although Zhang Guangtian wanted to go it alone, all the believers were frightened and no one responded at all.
It was dark the next day, and the river beach in front of the Phoenix Villa was filled with discarded curtains, magical instruments, sticks, straw sandals, and straw hats... Several of the abandoned corpses of stiff poor people had been collected by Cihui Hall. The patient came over, did a hasty autopsy and reported "died of sudden illness". This dramatic drama has come to an end. (To be continued...)
