Chapter 1571: Finalizing the Plan

"General Qin, this Small Tavern will absolutely satisfy your requirements," Wan Shang said excitedly.

Qin Zhangfeng was stunned and asked, "How big is this tavern? There are many Indians, so this place definitely won't work."

The two of them shook their heads in unison.

"General, you don't know, but this Small Tavern actually has a Cave Heaven; let me take you to see it."

Qin Zhangfeng was extremely puzzled; what could be so special about a small tavern that it would have a Cave Heaven!

Qin Zhangfeng did not believe it, but he still followed Wan Shang and Fang Dalong, and they arrived at a secret room in the Small Tavern.

Under the guidance of Wan Shang and Fang Dalong, they passed through a secret passage.

Qin Zhangfeng looked at the light in front of him and was instantly stunned.

"This is..."

Wan Shang smiled and said, "This is the underground of the Small Tavern. This is an Underground Fighting Arena that can accommodate thousands of people. We bought it ourselves back then."

"We originally intended to let it fall into complete disuse, so we didn't tidy it up much. I didn't expect it to come in handy today."

Qin Zhangfeng looked at this massive Underground Fighting Arena; it was very suitable for training the army.

Wan Shang added, "General, you can rest assured. No one will come here because it is very far away. What is certain is that no one will know what happens here."

Qin Zhangfeng nodded with great satisfaction.

With a place to train the troops, the subsequent actions would become much simpler.

He looked at Chief Wang and said immediately, "Arrange for your people to move into the Small Tavern; we will train the troops right here."

Chief Wang agreed; seeing the scene here, Chief Wang was also very satisfied.

Qin Zhangfeng began to train the army first, temporarily putting the matter of the uprising aside.

There was no Method to solve the weapon problem for now.

He looked at the map Chief Wang gave him and made a decision among the three Weapon Depots.

None of these three Weapon Depots could be attacked; with this little military force, attacking their Weapon Depots in the heart of the French Colonial Zone was impossible.

Even if it succeeded, there would be no way to get out.

So it would be better to shift the focus.

Qin Zhangfeng thought again about the French Zhian-suo; two hundred muskets, although a bit few, the difficulty of raiding a French Zhian-suo was much lower.

After weighing the pros and cons, Qin Zhangfeng determined his target.

At this time, on the other side of America.

Riding a fast horse, Qiaozhi escaped the pursuit of the British under the intentional release of Captain Gelin, disappearing without a trace into the jungle.

As for Captain Gelin who let Qiaozhi go, Kelinxi learned of everything he had done.

Kelinxi was furious and issued a written order, throwing Captain Gelin into a British prison.

After learning that his good friend had been thrown into prison, Qiaozhi was impulsive several times, wanting to enter the British camp to rescue him, but Captain Qiaozhi was now alone and weak.

His former confidants had all been arrested because of him.

Qiaozhi had no Method; in despair, he thought of Longyan City.

Although Longyan City did not have the ability to influence the British.

But the City Lord of Longyan City, Mr. Qingyang Shuo, was a first-class wise man.

He must have a Method to save Captain Gelin.

Thinking of this, Captain Qiaozhi was like a drowning person who had grasped the last straw; seeing hope, he immediately set off for Longyan City.

Below Longyan City, Qiaozhi dismounted, looking with hope at the now tightly closed gates of Longyan City.

The Longyan Soldiers saw that he was a British person they did not recognize and shouted coldly, "No matter who you are, if you don't leave, we will open fire."

Qiaozhi looked up at the Longyan Soldiers on the walls of Longyan City who were already aiming their muskets and shouted loudly, "I am Qiaozhi. Dear friend, please trouble yourself to report to City Lord Qingyang Shuo and say that I have something to ask of him."

The response to Qiaozhi was the sound of the Longyan Soldiers cocking their muskets.

Qiaozhi's expression stiffened. He was now unarmed, but he did not fear death and continued to shout loudly, "Dear Longyan friend, I am Qiaozhi, formerly an Envoy of the British. I come now representing myself to beg for help from the great City Lord of Longyan City, Qingyang Shuo!"

"For this, I am willing to pay with my life!"

Qiaozhi was ready to die generously, without any fear.

He closed his eyes, intending to use his death to beg Qingyang Shuo to save Captain Gelin.

After several seconds passed, the sound of gunfire did not ring out. Qiaozhi opened his eyes in a daze. Looking at the city wall now, he saw a person sitting in a wheelchair who had appeared at some unknown time.

A look of excitement appeared on Qiaozhi's face.

That aged face was one he would never forget in his life.

He was the City Lord of Longyan City, Qingyang Shuo!

Qingyang Shuo gave an order, and the Longyan Soldiers beside him shouted loudly, "Open the city gates!"

Amidst a loud booming sound, the heavy Longyan city gates slowly opened.

Captain Qiaozhi looked excited, but soon calmed his heart and walked into Longyan City step by step.

This was not his first time coming to Longyan City, but he had never been as uneasy as he was now, nor as nervous as he was now.

Walking through the city wall gateway, he looked at the familiar yet strange scenery inside Longyan City.

A servant standing at the entrance looked at Qiaozhi and said softly, "Sir, please come this way."

Captain Qiaozhi composed himself, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, tidied his clothes which had become worn from the past few days of rushing, and led his horse toward the City Lord Mansion.

Under the guidance of the servant, Qiaozhi arrived at Qingyang Shuo's door.

"The sir is inside; please go in."

Qiaozhi nodded, slowly pushed open the door, and saw Qingyang Shuo sitting in his room.

Qiaozhi looked timid; after all, the matter he was requesting held no benefit whatsoever for Qingyang Shuo.

Qingyang Shuo is likely unable to agree.

Furthermore, he currently does not have a single cent on him; what wealth could he use to have Qingyang Shuo help him?

Qiaozhi still summoned his courage, boldly took a step, and walked inside.

He performed the highest etiquette of Britain with the utmost respect: "Sir."

Qingyang Shuo nodded in response and invited Qiaozhi to sit down.

"Serve tea."

A servant brought up tea, looked at Qingyang Shuo, and asked, "If I remember correctly, your name is Qiaozhi, right?"

Qiaozhi was stunned; he had not expected that a big figure like Qingyang Shuo would still remember him.

The two of them had only met once before.

Qiaozhi nodded frantically and said excitedly, "Yes, I am Qiaozhi. I didn't expect you to still remember me, sir."

Qingyang Shuo took a sip of tea and asked, "What is the matter that you have come to find me for this time?"

Qiaozhi told the truth: "Please save my good friend, Gelin."

Qingyang Shuo raised an eyebrow.

"Save him? What benefits can our Longyan City gain from this matter?"

It had come; it had come after all.

Captain Qiaozhi had thought of countless answers to this in his mind, but he was not satisfied with any of them.

He looked into Qingyang Shuo's murky, aged eyes and suddenly smiled.

Qiaozhi stood up, bowed once more, and smiled: "Respected Mr. Qingyang Shuo, I do not know what kind of reward I should pay you, but you will gain two friends."