As night fell, the sound of gunfire gradually stopped, and the chefs in the camp began to make fires and cook. Looking up, they couldn't tell whether the smoke in the sky was filled with cooking smoke or the smoke that had not yet dissipated.

Looking back on the past two months, looking at Changmao Camp, which was less than 300 steps across the trench and Chenglingji, further away, Wu Zhongyi felt like he was dreaming. He couldn't believe that he had fought with Changmao Zhenji for so long, and he couldn't believe that the battle was so smooth. He first won all three battles at Daqiao, killing more than 2,000 Changmao, and then broke through the nine camps of Changmao in Gaoqiao.

Those long hairs had been killed. Wu Zhongyi believed that Mr. Luo Zenan, who was a god-like soldier, was here to recover Chenglingji and wipe out those long hairs that retreated to Chenglingji.

He was secretly determined to be quick after capturing Chenglingji, and he could not be the first to be taken by the left scepter as last time. He sacrificed his life to kill more than a dozen long hairs and lost three brothers, but failed to seize a few taels of silver. Suddenly, footsteps came from behind him.

"Second brother, the detective office and editorial office are here."

"What are the detective office and editorial office?" Wu Zhongyi recovered from his senses, turned around and looked at his younger brother and asked.

Wu Zhongli stood on tiptoe and looked at the front of the formation. While raising his hands to greet the brothers on duty, he smiled and said, "I am a specialist in inquiring about military information. I will compile the military information I found into a book and present it to the Grand Marshal. I heard that they seem to be all from the Grain Station, all the Grand Marshal's confidants, and you cannot offend them!"

Wu Zhongyi had only heard of the camp affairs office and the chief grain station before, and had never heard of any detective office and editorial office under the chief grain station. But when he thought that the camp officials were not only scholars, but also mostly Master Luo’s students, he thought he should treat him with courtesy. He signaled the third son Luo Zhongdan to stare at the long hair opposite the trench, and then walked into the camp with a knife, asking, “How many people have come together?”

"A total of six came, and the leader was a master named Zhang, who brought a bookkeeper and four soldiers."

"Come to find me?"

"Second brother, you are the whistleman. If you are not here to find you, could you come to find me?" Wu Zhong asked back, and thought about it and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, it must be a good thing."

"How do you know it's a good thing?"

"I asked with the brother who sent them. People said that Mr. Zhang was here to interrogate the long-haired one we captured last night. Fortunately, I was careful and did not let the brothers kill the long-haired one. If he was killed and there was no living, Mr. Zhang ran over from afar to interrogate who?"

Wu Zhongyi respects and admires scholars very much, especially Luo Zenan, who is a god-like soldier. However, he also feels that the people from the General Grain Station are now running to the formation and appear to be attacking. He can't help but mutter: "I guess Chenglingji will be able to be captured in three or five days. The battle will be fought to the point. There is a military situation for Hammer to find out."

"Second brother, you can't talk nonsense. It's amazing not to hear Master Zhang."

"Okay, let's not talk about it."

...

He quickly walked through the camp full of bonfires and came to a tent. Wu Zhongyi was tidying up his clothes and holding his fists to ask the soldiers guarding outside the tent to inform him. When he heard a "invitation" from inside, he leaned over and walked into the tent and bowed, "I am not aware of Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Dejian looked him up and down with the help of candlelight, closed the list of soldiers who had just been flipping through, and while signaling him to sit down and talk, he asked with a smile: "Mr. Wu Qian, I heard that you captured a long hair alive last night?"

Hearing that his accent was not a fellow villager, Wu Zhongyi did not dare to speak nonsense and hurriedly bowed: "Report to Mr. Zhang, Bei Zhi captured a long hair yesterday, but not in front of the formation, but by the small river to the west. The turtle son should have known that he would not win this battle and wanted to escape while it was dark, but was hit by Bei Zhi."

For more than half a year, Zhang Dejian has been working under Zheng Dashui, specializing in helping Zheng Dashui inquire about military affairs. He not only repeatedly interrogated Changmao, but even disguised himself as a result of the captured Changmao and spyed in the places occupied by Changmao more than once. However, today he did not come to inquire about military affairs, but was entrusted by others to be loyal to the people. Let's see what kind of people the Wu brothers mentioned in Han Si's letter were and how they were doing under Luo Zenan.

Because of this, Zhang Dejian did not ask Changmao again, but asked with a smile: "Mr. Wu Qian, how many brothers do you have?"

Wu Zhongyi was stunned and said subconsciously: "Report to Mr. Zhang, there were originally 121 brothers under Bei Zhi. Haven't you been fighting all the time in the past few months? Nine people were killed in battle, twenty-eight were injured, and one was killed in illness. Now there are eighty-three."

"All of them are fellow villagers?"

"It's all, it's all, it's all about coming from his hometown in Chaling," Wu Zhongyi was afraid that there would be fewer soldiers under his command, and after the battle, he would be cut off, so he hurriedly said: "Report to Mr. Zhang, Mr. Bei has sent someone to go back to his hometown to recruit him. I have reported this to Mr. Luo, and Mr. Luo has also given Mr. Bei a document."

Zhang Dejian thought that he was no different from other sentry officials or even battalions. He looked down at the roster and smiled: "Mr. Wu Qian, you have not been enlisted for a long time after looking at the roster of money and grain. You have accumulated merits in just half a year. It turns out that he is really a powerful general!"

"Thank you Mr. Zhang to praise you. In fact, you have been a humble position and enlisted in the army for a long time, just... just..."

"Just what?"

"Mr. Zhang didn't know that the rebellion began to be quelled two years ago. At that time, Changmao ran from Guangxi to Hunan. The heaven and earth rebellion in Chaling followed the flags and rebelled. Mr. Zhang in the village organized a group training, and several brothers from Beizhi and his brothers became village heroes. After Mr. Zhang went to suppress the heaven and earth rebellion. After the extermination of the heaven and earth rebellion, Mr. Zhang saw that Beizhi and others had nothing to do, so he wrote a letter to ask the brothers to join Mr. Luo."

"The Mr. Zhang you mentioned has a friendship with Mr. Luo Zenan and Mr. Luo?"

"Mr. Zhang is a student of Mr. Luo."

"So that's it," Zhang Dejian nodded slightly, and then asked again: "Mr. Wu Qian, from the list, how many brothers do you have, are you brothers or cousins?"

"There are brothers and cousins."

"They're good."

Wu Zhongyi felt that the Master Zhang was good, so he started to have sex with him and couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you Mr. Zhang, they are all fine. The second in the family is the second in the family, and the third in the family is Wu Zhong. You should have seen him just now. Master Mengluo has promoted him and became the sentry officer. The third in the family is now the sentry chief of the low-ranking official. The fourth in the family is Wu Zhong. Now he is the leader of the team A, and his cousins ​​have also become the leader of the cousin."

"Where is Brother Ling?" Zhang Dejian asked calmly.

Speaking of Wu Da, Wu Zhongyi said hatefully: "Report to Mr. Zhang, my brother was killed by a traitor. He has been dead for several years. He doesn't even know where he is buried. If you have a grudge, you are not a gentleman. Those who only kill my brother are too far away. You can only remember the humble position first."

“How far is it?”

"As far as Beizhi knows, two of them not only went to Zhili but also became officials. Another one heard that Beizhi was under Master Luo's command and had a job and had a half-time position. He was worried that he would come to Zhili by Beizhi, so he was so scared that he went to Zhili."

Zhili is so far from Hunan, and Hunan is so big, and there are so many green camps and fellow villagers in the province. Han Xiufeng is not sure where the Wu brothers are. When he received Han Xiufeng's letter, Zhang Dejian's first reaction was to make a big deal, but he still asked his subordinates to help him pay attention.

Unexpectedly, it was a coincidence that Luo Zenan found not only a Chaling official named Wu, but also three brothers joined the army, so he came to confirm under the guise of accusing Chief Mao. As a result, not only did he find out the whereabouts of the master, but he also confirmed that the master was indeed holding a grudge.

Zhang Dejian sighed inwardly, pretending to be empathetic and said, "The enemy is also an official, so don't you know what rank he holds in and what position he holds?"

"Reported to Mr. Zhang, I heard that one of the enemies has a good official fortune. He became the Tongzhi on the south bank of Yongding River in Zhili, and the Qianzong of the Green Camp."

"Oh, Tongzhi is the fifth-ranked master, the same as Mr. Luo Zenan, and is the fifth-ranked master in the capital. Mr. Wu Qian, if it weren't for Zhang to say something disheartening, your brothers' revenge is probably not very good."

"You have to repay the consequences if you don't have a good reward. At worst, you can ask Mr. Luo to help you decide."

Mr. Luo helped him make the decision, and Zhang Dejian was waiting for this sentence, because it means that the three brothers will not send anyone to Ba County to attack Han Si's family for the time being.

As for whether Luo Zenan can help the three brothers get justice in the future, Zhang Dejian felt that the possibility was slim. After all, there must be evidence to sue. If there is no evidence, Han Si will not be afraid of attacking the lawsuit to the capital. What's more, he, Wu Zhongyi, the Qianzheng General, or Luo Zenan's magistrate, is not considered an official within the system. Han Si is not only a serious court official, but also a strong family member.

Thinking of the fact that the general was working, Zhang Dejian decided that this matter could be let go, and stood up and bowed, "Mr. Wu Qian, as you said, "If you don't have a grudge, you are not a gentleman, and this deep blood revenge is naturally avenged. But there is also an old saying that a gentleman will take revenge for ten years. It is urgent for you and me to kill the thieves and quell the rebellion."

"I understand the humble position."

"It's good to understand. As for the long hair you captured, I plan to take it back for retrial. If there is anything in the future, you can go to the Grain Station to find me. As long as I, Zhang Dejian, can help me, I will never refuse."

"Thank you Mr. Zhang's care and thank you Mr. Zhang for your support."

"Don't thank you, hurry up and go and do your business. You have to keep a close eye on it at night. Don't let Changmao attack the camp."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, if you have a humble position, Changmao can't attack the camp!"

...

The war was tense, and Zhang Dejian didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so he ordered his subordinates to take Changmao back overnight. He asked a few questions on the way and confirmed that he was just a minion. He thought it was a troublesome to take with him, so he simply asked his subordinates to chop the minion and threw the body into the dark wilderness.

Back at the food camp where he was staying, he took out Han Si's letter and read it again. After reading it, he held it on the candle and lit it, burned it to ashes, and then looked up and said, "Come."

"What are the instructions of Mr. Zhang?" A strong man raised the curtain and walked into the tent.

Zhang Dejian picked up the paper and pen, and while writing a letter, he said expressionlessly: "Lao Jiu, you and me have been together for half a year. Others can still make a job through life and death. Even if they are not lucky enough to die in battle, their family can still get some pensions and burn money. I am still alive, but even if I have great contributions, don't expect to be successful. They may even die in their own hands, and if they die, they will die in vain."

The strong man was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Zhang Dejian looked up and then said, "Get my letters to Mr. Hu to listen to me tomorrow morning. Don't you go to the battle to kill the thief, just help Mr. Hu to handle the food and money. Then the Mr. Wu Qian who I met at night was good. Their future money and food will be compatible with them, so if they can be compatible with each other, they will help me."
Chapter completed!