Chapter 131 Cao Ying: Why did all my soldiers rebel?
After a moment of indulgence.

Master Qian said slowly:

"He has a magic sword and can release mist to make people unconscious. He is indeed a difficult person. But it takes time for the mist to spread. As long as we don't give him time, we can arrange for gunmen to line up and shoot him as soon as we meet him. Even if he has all kinds of abilities, he will die on the spot, unless he has trained an indestructible golden body."

"Haha, indestructible golden body? Is it harder than stone? Even if he succeeds in practicing it, I can still use artillery to destroy his golden body."

Cao Ying relied on his guns and cannons and looked down on everyone. Cheng Long was able to kill his son Shaolin, but it was just a surprise attack.

Once their subordinates take targeted measures, they will be able to kill them first and then quickly.

As for how many people will be sacrificed in the process, those in power don't care at all.

To him, all people, including Zhang Yi, are nothing more than consumables. If they are gone, he can just recruit new ones.

In this era, what we lack the least is people who dare to fight and work hard.

"The Marshal is right. That kid only has these tricks. If I knew a thing or two in advance, I could easily deal with him..." When Zhang Yi said this, he had already sentenced Cao Ying to death in his heart. How could Cao Ying, who couldn't even teach his own son, despise a lord who could bestow divine power on his servants?

"Although I don't know why you dare to come back, but I am in need of people, so I will spare your lives for now. However, you can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of living."

"Come here, drag them away and give them forty blows."

"Yes, Marshal."

The five people led by Zhang Yi were immediately dragged aside by the elite soldiers who came out from behind Cao Ying.

Then someone came towards them with a wooden stick, skillfully pulled off the five men's pants, and attacked their buttocks, causing them to suffer greatly.

Caning is one of the five punishments since the Sui and Tang dynasties.

The Song, Ming and Qing dynasties stipulated that women who committed adultery must be stripped and beaten with a stick in order to humiliate them.

What Cao Ying did was not just physical pain, it was humiliation.

This time, Zhang Yi endured the humiliation for the sake of his lord's plan to recruit him.

Shen Ding and the others felt even more furious.

The rebellious spirit grows stronger.

After being hit forty times in a row.

The soldier in charge of the caning helped several people put on their pants and sent them into the tent to apply medicine.

They were just following orders, and they were reserved when they struck, not hitting particularly hard.

Otherwise, if he used all his strength in every blow, several of the five people might die. Since ancient times, countless people have died from caning, and there are also many people who have been paralyzed from the lower body or suffered from hidden diseases.

……

About half an hour later.

Zhang Yi's three good friends in the army entered the tent together, looked at the five people lying on the bed, frowned and said: "Old Zhang, I really can't understand why you came back to die when you knew that Marshal Cao was cruel by nature?"

"Of course I am because of you..."

As the powerful voice rang out, Zhang Yi, under the incredulous gazes of his three friends, endured the pain in his buttocks, stood up and sat on the camp bed, and said calmly: "See, forty strokes of the cane have little effect on me. My recovery ability is at least ten times better than before."

"Explain yourself quickly."

Colonels Mao Jun, Zhao Huaiyi and Lin Heng all looked delighted.

Obviously they were not that loyal to Cao Ying.

Zhang Yi looked at Zhao Huaiyi, who was his best friend, and said with a smile: "My gun has been confiscated. Give me your gun."

"Take it." Zhao Huaiyi handed over his pistol without hesitation.

"Watch this." Zhang Yi grabbed the Mauser pistol and twisted the barrel into a twist in front of several people, acting extremely relaxed.

"Lao Zhang, what happened? Tell me!"

The hot-tempered Lin Heng couldn't help but ask more questions.

Mao Jun and Zhao Huaiyi felt as if a cat's paw was tickling them at this moment, and they were eager to get to the bottom of the matter.

"I met a master."

"Not only did he grant me divine power, he also made my body extremely strong. My recovery ability, reaction, and other aspects were enhanced many times over."

"As long as you are willing to follow me and serve the lord, I think you will soon become as strong as me..."

Zhang Yi risked his life to return to the military camp in order to win over a few good friends to join his lord, and by the way, to trick some regiment commanders and deputy regiment commanders into joining him, turning Cao Ying into a commander with no troops left.

His three good friends were all regiment commanders, and together with the guard regiment, the troops under their command amounted to as much as 30% of Cao's army.

"real or fake?"

"I've seen it all, how could it be fake?"

"That's true, but we can betray the commander-in-chief for a little power, but the soldiers under us may not do the same!"

Lin Heng mentioned the key point.

It is profitable for them to betray, but it is not so easy for the soldiers under their command to betray.

In order to prevent his own soldiers from only recognizing the company commanders, battalion commanders, and regiment commanders instead of the commander-in-chief, Cao Ying would replace the generals every once in a while.

For example, the commander of the first regiment was transferred to the second regiment, and the commander of the third regiment was transferred to the fifth regiment. There was never any specific arrangement, and it was all based on random assignment.

This is true for both battalion commanders and company commanders.

There is no need to do that further down the line. There are only a hundred or so people, so it doesn't matter even if they rebel.

"What if Cao Ying dies?"

Zhang Yi smiled coldly.

The scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Mao Jun, Zhao Huaiyi and Lin Heng looked at each other in bewilderment. At first they just came to visit an old friend and wanted to know why their old buddy came to die even though he knew that the Marshal was violent.

Unexpectedly, they accidentally got on a pirate ship.

With the terrifying power that Lao Zhang has just demonstrated, if they refuse to accept the rebellion, it will be difficult for them to get out alive.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Huaiyi was the first to speak out: "Damn it, if we don't rebel when there is such a precious opportunity, what are we going to wait for? We have been following Marshal Cao for many years, and we have killed many people, but the gold, silver and jewelry we have earned are pitifully small, and we have to carefully serve the Marshal and the Young Marshal, for fear that we will be killed by them if we are not careful."

"I've had enough of this kind of miserable life."

"Me too."

Lin Heng followed suit and expressed his opinion.

Mao Jun looked left and right, and finally had to nod reluctantly.

"Okay, next I'll have to trouble you to go out and bring back Duan Xinan..." Zhang Yi mentioned three names in succession, all of whom were potential targets for winning over. The remaining three captains who did not report their names were either Cao Ying's relatives or Cao Ying's loyal servants.

Noon.

Cao Ying, who had just finished a sumptuous lunch, summoned all his generals into the main tent.

Among them was Zhang Yi, who had been caned in the morning.

"Hey, isn't this Old Zhang? You've been stripped of your pants and beaten like a woman, and you still have the nerve to come here?" Ma Baochuan, Cao Ying's eldest nephew, walked up to Zhang Yi and said in a sarcastic tone.

There are underworlds everywhere, and where there are people there are grudges. This is inevitable.

Ever since Zhang Yi became the head of the guard corps with his real ability and occupied Ma Baochuan's original position, the two of them began to become hostile to each other. Whenever they met, they would have a quarrel.

This is the only exception.

Zhang Yi just gave him a cold look and ignored him.

It takes two to tango. Ma Baochuan, who got no response, had to return to Cao Ying with full of doubts...

"Yesterday, my son died tragically in Pucheng. Today, I will massacre Pucheng and let all the people in the city die with him!"

"Of the spoils seized in this massacre, I only want 30%. Of the remaining 70%, 40% will be used to buy guns from foreign companies, and the remaining 30% will be yours..." Cao Ying was rarely generous and thought that this speech would win a lot of applause.

But what was strange was that, except for Ma Baochuan and two relatives, there was no obvious fluctuation in the expressions on everyone else's faces.

This is not normal.

Cao Ying subconsciously looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Zhang Yi.

"Do it."

bang bang bang...

As Zhang Yi finished speaking, Mao Jun, Zhao Huaiyi, Lin Heng, Duan Xin'an and others drew their guns, pointed their guns at different targets, and quickly pulled the trigger.

Just a meeting.

Ma Baochuan and another regiment commander who was loyal to Cao Ying died tragically.

Several attendants behind Cao Ying were shot one after another and fell to the ground.

The sudden change made Cao Ying stunned on the spot, with shock and fear in his eyes.

Why would so many people rebel out of the blue?

What happened?
How can a mere Zhang Yi have such a great influence?

It shouldn’t be!

"Marshal Cao, it seems that you are very confused now. In fact, I am also surprised. I didn't expect things to go so smoothly..." Zhang Yi walked towards Cao Ying with empty hands.

His gun was confiscated again when he entered the house.

It can be seen that Cao Ying was not stupid. He spared his life only to let him command the guard regiment which was not very controllable. He had been secretly guarding against him!

But he doesn't have a gun, but his brother does!

Zhao Huaiyi was also a sharpshooter. He could shoot wherever he pointed. Several people who fell to the ground were killed by him.

"You hid it so well! I underestimated you!"

Cao Ying came to his senses, his eyes filled with grief and anger.

"No, you didn't underestimate me, you just underestimated my lord. He is not some evil person, but..." At this point, Zhang Yi suddenly noticed something unusual and looked down abruptly.

"Ding Chou prolongs my life, Ding Hai imprisons my soul. Ding You controls my spirit, Ding Wei wards off my disaster. Ding Si saves me from danger, Ding Mao saves me from misfortune. Jia Zi protects my body, Jia Xu preserves my form... Hurry up and obey the order!" Master Qian, who was shot several times and fell to the ground, noticed Zhang Yi's eyes and subconsciously sped up his chanting.

hum!
A golden light surged out from Master Qian's body and spread out in the shape of water ripples.

With the help of the golden light, Master Qian, who was originally extremely weak, instantly became rosy-faced. Then he somersaulted and stood up from the ground and fled away quickly.

When he escaped, he did not forget to take Cao Ying with him.

"Humph, it's not that easy to run away."

In the past, Zhang Yi really couldn't catch up with Master Qian who was protected by the 'Six Dings and Six Jias Bodyguard Mantra'. After this fat bald Taoist priest finished reciting the bodyguard mantra, his speed increased by more than three times.

With a whoosh, they rushed out of the main tent with Marshal Cao Ying.

But although Master Qian is fast, Zhang Yi is even faster.

"How dare you ruin my plan, you bald ass!"

When Zhang Yi caught up with Master Qian, he threw a punch with hatred, hitting Master Qian's back with incredible precision. The back of his fists collided, stirring up a powerful golden energy.

Even though most of the fist force was dissipated by the golden light, the remaining part was still like a heavy hammer, hammering hard on Master Qian's back.

Phew!

Master Qian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and had to let go of Marshal Cao who was under his armpit. He rolled on the ground and ran forward.

This time, Zhang Yi did not pursue the matter. Master Qian was a Taoist priest with real skills. He might not be able to kill the opponent with physical strength alone. If he was forced into a corner, he might even be harmed by him.

Taoists have many tricks and you can easily fall into their trap if you are not careful.

Anyway, he wanted Cao Ying, so there was no need to create unnecessary trouble.

"Colonel Zhang, I am a Taoist priest, not a bald donkey. Today I am in trouble. In the future, as long as you don't bother me, I won't bother you either. We may meet again in the future. Who knows, I can still serve you, because I only care about money, not people..."

Master Qian's powerful voice floated over from a distance.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but frown. He had clearly been hit by a punch and vomited blood, and had also been shot several times, so how come he seemed to be fine?
(End of this chapter)