However, Lan Qingyi's cleverness lay in knowing how to deal with Cheng Muyun most effectively.
He brought along victims who had been injured or killed by stray bullets while watching the commotion at the dock, as well as many reporters carrying cameras.
They claimed it was to demand an explanation for these people.
Seeing Cheng Muyun get his comeuppance naturally attracted many people who wanted to watch the spectacle.
In this way, Cheng Muyun's hands and feet would be tied up.
But this is just Lan Qing Translation Association's opinion. In reality, Cheng Muyun doesn't care at all how reporters evaluate him.
On the contrary, in order to incite public outrage, Cheng Muyun was eager to incur the wrath of both heaven and man and become the target of public criticism.
So he sat calmly in the armchair of the Dongzhou army camp, leisurely facing the battle.
Chen Hede had already told Cheng Muyun all of Lan Qingyi's plans.
The people who were besieging the enemy were divided into three groups. One group, led by Lan Qingyi, pretended to negotiate and headed to the main camp.
One group was waiting to launch a strong attack in front of the Dongzhou army's encampment, while another group was launching a sneak attack from behind.
When Lan Qingyi stepped into the Dongzhou army's camp, the people waiting to launch a sneak attack had already set off.
Xu Jixin then led his family to wait behind the Dongzhou army for the attackers, hoping to catch Lan Qingyi off guard.
Chen Hede then led a portion of the Dongzhou army to flank the main camp from behind after the troops in front of it had rushed in.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Lan Qingyi was afraid that Cheng Muyun would suddenly draw his gun, so he did not enter the Dongzhou army camp, but instead shouted through a loudspeaker at the gate.
"Young Marshal Cheng, regarding the case of the fifteen innocent people accidentally injured in the dock shootout, we have received orders from above. We request that you come with us!"
A crowd of onlookers stood outside, arms crossed, discussing the scene.
"You say Cheng Muyun is a wicked man who has committed countless evil deeds. Last time he burned his father-in-law's house down, and no one came to punish him. Do you think he will be brought to justice this time?"
Another person curled their lip and said, "If you ask me, it's difficult. Look at the people at the door, they don't dare to go in, for fear that Cheng Muyun will suddenly go crazy."
Someone chimed in, "God, please send someone to take him away! As long as this demon king lives in Xinhai City, Xinhai City will never have peace."
"Forget it," an old man said. "In this world, even without Cheng Muyun, there would be others who would act as accomplices to evil, and the people would not live in peace. What we need is not for Cheng Muyun to die, but for someone to appear and overthrow the rulers."
Everyone looked at the old man. He was clearly a scholar, with an air of refinement about him, and he didn't show any of the weariness that one would expect from someone from the lower class.
Immediately, some young people stood up to refute him.
"Hmph, isn't Cheng Muyun a demon king? He kills everyone, he deserves to die."
The old man frowned. "Cheng Muyun did deserve to die, but with Cheng Muyun gone, Xinhai City will only get darker, there will be no improvement. Those people around here are eyeing this juicy piece of meat, Xinhai City."
Everyone fell silent; their silence at that moment meant that the old man was right.
Two people ran out of the military camp gate; one was carrying a large loudspeaker, and the other was standing behind it.
"Secretary Lan, our young marshal asked me to pass on a message to you. Please listen carefully."
The crowd at the door all perked up their ears.
The soldier took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, and pointed his mouth toward the megaphone.
"The fault in the shootout lies with the Japanese, not the Dongzhou Army. To maintain strict order and uphold the dignity of the law, the Japanese guards have been executed as a show of accountability."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a gunshot rang out from the military camp.
Beng Beng——Beng Beng——
The people at the door froze, and after a few seconds, they realized what was happening and became agitated.
Someone raised their arms and shouted: "This is too cruel!"
"Killing people indiscriminately!"
"Cheng Muyun is too arrogant!"
A few minutes later, several corpses were thrown out of the door, all wearing wooden clogs and kimonos, clearly Japanese.
Outside the door, reporters' cameras flashed incessantly, and the crowd descended into chaos.
"That's outrageous!"
That was indeed outrageous; Cheng Muyun was trying to incite public anger.
Lan Qingyi was taken aback when he saw this. Cheng Muyun no longer took him seriously and was acting recklessly.
Someone nearby asked, "Secretary Lan, what should we do now?"
Lan Qingyi rubbed the ring on her finger, her brows relaxing slightly. "A strong attack."
The subordinate was clearly in a dilemma. "But Cheng Muyun is hiding inside, and the Dongzhou army has heavy weapons. If we launch a direct attack, we will be at a great disadvantage."
Lan Qingyi said somewhat displeasedly, "Attack first, draw their attention, and buy some time for the brothers who are launching a sneak attack from behind."
"yes!"
Lan Qing's translator picked up a megaphone and shouted: "Cheng Muyun! You have intentionally undermined the friendly cooperation between our country and Japan. Your behavior is egregious. You have provoked the special envoy and acted arrogantly. You are here to accept punishment immediately. Otherwise, you will be considered a 'bandit' and we will begin an immediate crackdown."
No sooner had he finished speaking than cheers erupted from the crowd, "That's great! We're finally going to take him down!"
"Having committed numerous evils, they have finally received their retribution."
However, after the shouts were made, there was no response whatsoever; not even a single leaf fell at the entrance of the Dongzhou army.
This was a direct slap in the face to Lan Qingyi, who finally lost his temper and ordered his men to launch a full-scale attack.
A gunshot rang out, and the soldiers at the gate rushed toward the Dongzhou Army's gate. Just as everyone was fleeing with their heads in their hands, the gate suddenly opened.
Lan Qing's translator bumped into the open iron gate and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
The heavy military boots clattered on the gleaming floor, making a cold, slow "tap, tap" sound.
Cheng Muyun's epaulets gleamed slightly, and his crisp military uniform outlined his sharp shoulder line and narrow waist, like a cold blade sheathed in its sheath.
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