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Chapter 74: No, Am I Really a Mimic Heretic?

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: No, Am I Really a Mimic Heretic?

As he ordered He Shuo to advance for reconnaissance, Chen Jian accelerated the construction of defensive structures in Yellow Stone City.

Originally, he planned to let these residents rest for a night before starting labor, but now, he changed his mind.

Rest?

Resting at such a crucial moment is bullshit!

Let’s ensure survival first!

Though it’s still unclear where these Water Ghosts came from, it’s evident they wouldn’t appear here without reason.

There’s a saying that when something unusual happens, there’s always something strange; on the battlefield, a commander’s basic quality is to swiftly make decisions based on limited information.

So, even though no signs have been found so far that the Mechanical God Sect is approaching, he resolved to treat this conflict as a probe by the Mechanical God Sect.

Hence, under the lighting of newly installed electric lamps, the entire Yellow Stone City sprang into action.

Regardless of gender, age, or strength, including himself and the three Holy Blood, everyone was engaged in the construction.

At this moment, it seemed that not only the martial gene was revived, but even the infrastructure maniac gene was awakened.

Those who could dig were digging, those who could carry were carrying, and the citizens, energized by a recent significant victory, constructed dozens of individual shelters resistant to large-caliber artillery in just a few hours.

But this was not enough.

Individual shelters can only provide concealment, not support counterattacks.

The optimal solution is to dig a large number of trenches to connect the shelters, ensuring that combatants can move swiftly to predetermined attack positions.

However, obviously, without the aid of heavy machinery, the remaining one hundred and twenty or more people of varying physical strength and fitness in Yellow Stone City could not achieve this.

Therefore, Chen Jian had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, piling dirt and rocks from digging individual shelters to create simple earthen walls as bulletproof shields.

As for whether they can completely stop bullets or would be blown away by artillery, it would depend on luck.

It wasn’t until daylight that the makeshift defensive structures were finally completed.

And by this time, the second wave of Water Ghost attacks arrived.

This time, the Water Ghosts came in greater numbers and attacked more flexibly.

Fortunately, after experiencing one battle, the residents of Yellow Stone City had gained some experience.

While it wasn’t possible to promote from novice to veteran immediately, at least no one was mindlessly shooting into the air as if part of an atmospheric group.

Under the cover of automatic fire, this wave of attack was also quickly repelled, resulting in cheer throughout Yellow Stone City, though Chen Jian felt increasingly uneasy.

"This is too unusual, two attacks in one day."

"It’s almost certain that these Water Ghosts were sent by the Mechanical God Sect."

"Their purpose is clear: to continually drain our ammunition supplies with cannon fodder and disrupt our defensive deployments."

"Damn it, these religious fanatics aren’t great at tech, but they sure can play mind games."

"If we continue wasting ammo like this, it practically turns into a charity bandit suppression!"

"If they actually deplete our ammunition, what’s left to fight with?"

"We need to change our strategy...."

"Unless we take the offensive, there’s no chance."

Lei Jie unexpectedly interjected:

"Actually, it’s not just the Water Ghosts, it’s the same for subsequent battles."

"They have enough people to wear us down, while we are short on both manpower and weapons, we’ll be worn out eventually."

"Only by terrifying them can we decisively end the fight."

"Back in the day, we needed a founding war; now we also need a city-establishing battle."

"I know."

Chen Jian nodded, then said:

"That’s why we deployed people out, considering this."

"If we can seize the opportunity early and achieve a decisive victory, I think they will reconsider how to interact with us."

"But I doubt whether they will engage."

"At least from previous encounters, they seemed odd but not tactically foolish..."

"It all comes around."

Lei Jie helplessly shrugged, then continued:

"There’s only one way to break the deadlock."

"Be proactive in the attack."

"But we won’t attack Han Shui; we attack Xishui."

"According to Huang Yu, Xishui City has armed forces of around a hundred, making it easier to attack than Han Shui City."

"After taking Xishui, we can obtain new supplies and personnel, then continue attacking downstream along the Yangtze River Channel toward Jiujiang."

"According to Huang Yu, the settlement there isn’t large either. If captured successfully, we could secure a sufficiently large living space."

"Surrounding the city from the countryside, an old strategy we should..."

"Wait."

Chen Jian suddenly interrupted Lei Jie.

His expression turned somewhat grave, and after pondering for a few seconds, he said:

"Haven’t you noticed?"

"The operational plan you’re drafting...."

"Seems very much like what’s been described as a ’Mimic Heretic’ by Huang Yu."

With those words, Lei Jie was stunned on the spot.

Yes, Huang Yu mentioned that when the Mimic Heretics reached Yellow Stone, they had already killed many people and fought many battles.

In Huang Yu’s impression, the Mimic Heretics seemed like some "man-eating demon," leaving a trail of blood wherever they passed.

They too had fought their way through and killed to this point.

If following Lei Jie’s plan, their faction established in Yellow Stone City might truly end up becoming like the Mimic Heretics!

What the hell is this situation?

Could it be the Mechanical God Sect was right??

Huh? Are we truly the Mimic Heretics??

Lei Jie looked at Chen Jian in astonishment. Chen Jian frowned, stayed silent for a few seconds, and then said:

"I just thought of it too..."

"Is it possible....if their style and tactical logic are similar to ours, what they want to do might be the same as what we want to do?"

"You mean they’re, in some sense...liberators?"

This sentence, once spoken, surprised not only Lei Jie but even Shen Yue, who had been listening without much reaction.

The reason was simple: the conclusion was too unexpected.

Initially, the "Mimic Heretic" label seemed like baseless accusations to purge dissent, but now, it seemed the other side’s concerns might be grounded in some form of rationality.

This rationality might not be correct, but it was indeed the choice that maximized interests for the Mechanical God Sect.

In an instant, the struggle against oppression and invasion escalated into an ideological battle.

Wow, now the Battle of Yellow Stone truly might turn into a founding war.

Chen Jian shook his head slowly, then replied:

"They might not be liberators, but they definitely represent a new order."

"Undoubtedly, we also represent a new order."

"And the birth of a new order inevitably comes at the cost of the old order’s demise."

"This is the real motive, the reason they announced martial law in Han Shui City and organized such a large-scale attack in such a short time!"

"Because they truly have been frightened before!"

"Damn!"

"The situation is wrong!"

Chen Jian felt a burst of clarity in his mind, quickly said:

"Our enemy is not just the Mechanical God Sect, but also the Holy Blood Temple!"

"This siege isn’t as simple as we thought!"

"Our foes come from not only Han Shui City, but also Xishui, and not just from Xianning!"

"I have a hunch they will mobilize all available forces to crush us with overwhelming might in the shortest time possible!"

"You mentioned Jiujiang just now, even farther, Jinling, it’s possible they could all attack us, we..."

"This is He Shuo, important information!"

Before Chen Jian could finish, He Shuo’s reconnaissance feedback suddenly came through everyone’s headsets.

"Detected numerous vessels on the Yangtze River, no less than 20 ships, among them at least 5 steam-powered!"

"Damn, I guessed it right!"

Chen Jian felt his heart tighten, almost simultaneously, Huang Yu, covered in blood, rushed into the temporary command center, urgently shouting:

"Xianning! From the direction of Xianning!"

"Someone is coming!

"Our people encountered Holy Blood, one dead, one returned!"

"There are many of them, and they’re already very close to us!"