Today, Zhang Yaozu was particularly excited. His military uniform was straight, his horse boots were shiny, his face was full of spring breeze, and his spirit was flying. He was about to show his face, and he showed his face in front of millions of people. Who said that we were a weak scholar, a Confucian general, and we would become successful in the future and rise to the top. He helped his father Zhang Guangzong walk to the reviewing stand, and the soldiers of the Imperial Army below cheered and paid tribute under the command of Kuoshan.

Zhang Yaozu smiled and bowed his hand to the top, frequently giving salutes to everyone. Zhang Guangzong stroked his beard and smiled slightly, as if he saw the bright prospect of the Zhang family becoming more and more prosperous.

More than twenty lifting poles used as salutes sounded together, shaking the sky and the earth, and the crowd suddenly calmed down.

Zhang Yaozu glanced at the audience majestic, and for a moment of silence, raised his chest, raised his right arm high, and the proofreading began.

At this time, gunfire suddenly sounded outside the town, and a commotion broke out in the crowd. The people on the reviewing stand didn't understand why, so they looked around.

After a while, a soldier of the Imperial Army rushed past the crowd in panic and ran to Yu Kuoshan to report: "It's not good. I found a large group of imperial troops coming to the town when the North Gate lookout was on the way, and shot and injured our people."

Yu Kuoshan was surprised, and ran to the reviewing stand in three steps in two steps, came to Zhang Guangzong and his son, and told him about the matter, Zhang Guangzong and his son were also surprised and looked at each other. At this time, two more shots were fired outside the town.

"Go to contact the Imperial Army quickly, there must be some misunderstanding." Zhang Guangzong was awakened by the gunshots, hurriedly called the butler, and ordered: "Check the flag, say it kindly, ask what's going on?"

Outside the town, Yang Tianfeng commanded more than 200 fake Japanese soldiers, arranged the formation, set up mortars and machine guns, and looked like he was ready to fight, waiting for the Imperial Army in the town to send people!

Fabric infiltration and surprise attacks seemed simple in movies and TV, but in that era, not everyone could afford it. Clothing, weapons, and language were all essential conditions.

First of all, the military uniform should not be too ragged, except for the role of the Japanese who had just passed the bloody battle; the weapons naturally need to be covered by 38, and then a few crooked hands, not all troops can get together. Naturally, you have to be able to speak a few words of Japanese, and you don’t need to know much, but you can’t speak Chinese dialect Japanese!

If Yang Tianfeng had not seized the opportunity, captured the county town, and made a fortune, he would not have dared to try such an action. When he went to war, he asked the soldiers to choose a perfect Japanese military uniform to bring them with him. The soldiers did not understand this, but now he finally had a place to use it.

Han Wenping followed Yang Tianfeng and flattered, "Sir Yang is really far-sighted, unpredictable, and is better than Zhuge Zhiliang, and he angered Zhou Yu's wisdom. When he was put on this posture, the fake official in the town ran to please him happily."

Yang Tianfeng reached out to pat the guy on the shoulder, and Han Wenping immediately bowed, so that Yang Tianfeng's hand would not have to be stretched too high. It was such a good dog.

"Do it well, well, this is your old job, you should be familiar with it, right?" Yang Tianfeng encouraged with a little disgusting.

"No problem, no problem." Han Wenping nodded repeatedly, reached out and pointed to the people who came out with the plaster flag in the town. "Look at me, I scared these rusty buns so much that I urinated."

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The Zhang father and son were waiting for a reply in jealousy, and asked Yu Kuoshan to send an order that the Imperial Army must not shoot and fight back, so as not to anger the sudden arrival of the Imperial Army.

After a while, the housekeeper rolled and crawled, covering his swollen face and ran back, and said in a hurry: "Master, young master, it's not good. I don't know who made the rumor, saying that we have connections with Chongqing and want to gather people to rebel against Japan. The imperial army has launched a brigade and has surrounded the place. After setting up cannons, we want to kill the town without leaving any other animals!"

Zhang Guangzong's eyes turned black, his body shook, and he almost fell down. Zhang Yaozu was so scared that his face turned pale, his hands were shaking, his lips were moving, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Who is so cruel and wants to destroy us with the Japanese?" Yu Kuoshan stomped his feet hatefully and said worriedly: "We will review today. There are so many people and guns, but it's just a good deal for someone to give me a good deal. If I don't explain it clearly, the huge disaster will be right in front of me!"

"Yes, yes, proofreading, this damn proofreading is really a handle." Zhang Guangzong pointed to the venue in a furious manner and said loudly: "Hurry up, remove the flag first, remove the drums and music, and don't activate the firecrackers, keep the pole raised, so that the Imperial Army thinks it is a cannon, but it's all done."

"Master, Taijun asked the mayor to go out and explain clearly." The housekeeper put down his hand, and five handprints were clearly printed on his face. He almost cried, "I only gave us a stick of incense, otherwise we would have to fire."

Ah, Zhang Guangzong was hit again and was stunned for a while. Alas, sighed heavily and said, "At this point, I can only go out and explain clearly to the Imperial Army. Otherwise, the foundation of the Zhang family will be the people of the town--"

Zhang Guangzong said this to the people around him. The people in the town are just a cover, and his family and relatives are the most important. If they can be safeguarded, even if they are exchanged for the people in this town, he will ignore it. After calming down a little, he led the butler and others to the outside of the town. Because he was shocked and scared, when he saw rows of bright bayonets and the vicious Yang Tianfeng, he almost collapsed into a pile of mud.

Yang Tianfeng was pressed against Ren Danhu under his nose, and a big black mole was stuck on his left cheek. He smiled grimly, and the big black mole shook continuously, making him look even more ferocious.

"Are you the mayor?" Yang Tianfeng approached Zhang Guangzong, pulled out the command knife, and put it on his neck, "Say, are you trying to rebel against the Imperial Army?"

Zhang Guangzong was so scared that his face looked like a mortal, and he quickly shrank his neck into his collar. He really hoped that he could hide his head completely in it. These Japanese who killed people without blinking, as long as the blade turned, his head would be moved.

"Tai, Taijun, misunderstanding, all are misunderstandings." Zhang Guangzong said tremblingly: "The villain is loyal to the imperial army, how dare he rebel? Today, in the town colonel reading, there is no place to gather people to rebel. Please don't believe the same words."

Yang Tianfeng frowned, slowly withdrew his foreign knife, and said a few more Japanese words.

Han Wenping nodded and bowed to Yang Tianfeng, but immediately became arrogant to Zhang Guangzong. He said loudly: "The Emperor said that the Imperial Army is a benevolent and righteous army, and he is generous and kind to all directions. Naturally, he will not listen to one side and kill and plunder."
Chapter completed!