James Sullivan offered advice to George Washington, and together with Michael Bolton, they completed the entire plan. In the end, it was a great success, allowing George Washington to achieve his wish, and James Sullivan also became one of the leading figures in the Xiang Army.

These were all changes brought by previous transmigrators, making the Xiang Army even stronger than in history, and their victories more decisive.

"Otherwise, should I go see Henry Clark and find out how much he actually knows?" James Sullivan said.

"No, I will go myself," George Washington replied.

James Sullivan said, "Duke Di, to speak frankly, the imperial camps in Jiangnan and Jiangbei are all useless. The southern war relies solely on our Xiang Army. Even if the matter of Chonglun's death is exposed, so what? What can the court do to us?"

"Ta Qibu may be a Manchu, but he is upright and absolutely loyal to the commander. As for Henry Clark, he is a Red Sash. Though he is useless in both civil and military affairs, he is cunning. If he is allowed to rise, he will surely affect the overall situation of our Xiang Army, and there is even the danger of him taking over."

"For the great cause of our Xiang Army, Henry Clark must die!"

George Washington said slowly, "But this Henry Clark is your future son-in-law."

James Sullivan said, "Back then, Lord Jueluo Chong'en arranged the marriage, and I couldn't refuse. Besides, who could have predicted the situation would change so quickly?"

George Washington patted him on the shoulder and said, "Youdan, I'm glad you think this way. I will go see Henry Clark one last time!"

"Someone, prepare the guards. I am going to the Zhang Family Manor."

A quarter of an hour later, under the protection of the governor's guards, George Washington headed to the private prison at Zhang Million's Manor outside the city to see Henry Clark one last time.

Meanwhile, James Sullivan let out a long sigh.

His future son-in-law was clever but foolish, going to such lengths to help him, James Sullivan, rise through the ranks of the Xiang Army, yet not realizing that the higher his status in the Xiang Army, the more he needed to completely sever ties with this Red Sash son-in-law?

Many people didn't see it, but the situation had already changed.

Besides, what does the death of a Red Sash matter? After the rebels rose up, all over the south, Manchu governors and generals died one after another, and even legitimate members of the imperial clan were killed in batches. So what is Henry Clark, just a mere Red Sash?

……

After Olivia left Guangji City, he went to the secret forest at Zhang Million's Manor as agreed.

The Taiping Army really sent people, lying in ambush in the forest, and the division commander Charles Quinn personally led the team.

There were more than three hundred men, all veteran soldiers from Guangxi, his most elite subordinates.

Olivia clutched his chest, trembling, and said, "Wait for my signal, you must wait for my signal. As soon as I shoot a fire arrow into the sky, you act immediately, storm Zhang Million's Manor, and rescue Samuel Stone and my young master from prison."

Charles Quinn scolded, "Why so much nonsense? How many times have I told you? Got it!"

Then, taking advantage of the night, Olivia dashed toward Zhang Million's Manor.

At this moment, he saw George Washington's guards leaving the west city gate, heading for Zhang Million's Manor.

Olivia's heart pounded even harder.

They're coming, they're coming.

The net had already been cast.

He never expected that, as a mere little eunuch, he could accomplish such a big thing.

"Second Master, I'm so scared, but also so excited."

"Second Master, are you ready?"

He dug out a hole, took out the bow and arrows inside, as well as the special fire arrow.

Ready to launch at any moment.

Meanwhile, inside the private prison at Zhang Million's Manor.

Henry Clark sat on the ground, holding a pistol in his hand, eyes closed, resting and waiting quietly for George Washington to arrive.

A major event was about to erupt!

Chapter 5: Outbreak! Kill

These past two days, Henry Clark encountered something strange.

Rejection reaction!

That is, this body was rejecting his soul.

Sometimes, he would suddenly lose control of his body. Especially when sleeping, he would feel as if his soul was about to leave his body.

For example, right now, taking advantage of being alone, he wanted to practice aiming with the pistol, only to find his hand shaking.

The whole process was extremely difficult.

His once formidable skills, his perfect marksmanship, now couldn't be displayed at all.

And when he first transmigrated, he saw someone in the next cell and curiously asked, who is that? The name echoed in his mind: Samuel Stone.

At the time, Henry Clark didn't dare believe it, but now he was almost certain of one thing.

The original transmigrator hadn't died and was still inside this body.

Just now, when Henry Clark closed his eyes to meditate, it felt as if his soul was about to leave his body.

It was as if there was a force inside this body trying to push him out.

"Let's talk!" Henry Clark said in his mind.

"Are you the soldier king Clark from the transmigrator's pickup group?" Suddenly a voice sounded in his mind, it was the previous transmigrator Henry Clark's voice: "Were you really a soldier in real life?"

Henry Clark said, "Yes."

He chose this nickname as a joke, as a way to remember his glorious days.

Previous transmigrator: "I never thought we'd meet like this. What's your name?"

"Henry Clark!"

"What a coincidence! You actually have the exact same name as the original owner of this body. My name before transmigrating was Richard Clark!" The previous transmigrator said, "I was a cyclist, and one day I was struck by lightning during a thunderstorm and transmigrated."

Henry Clark: "You mentioned that before."