Dead soldiers don't necessarily just kill people.

After Feng Wuyao confirmed that these people could understand their words, he began to try to let them perform some difficult tasks, but the distance was not too far.

For example, letting them attack Qin Zicheng's personal guards in groups is just to improve their defense.

For example, they will be asked to have a one-on-one competition with Ji Gang's men.

Of course, the result was not ideal, and Ji Gang's team lost so terrible.

After all, against the puppet death warrior, Ji Gang and his team have always been mainly engaged in team combat.

In fact, simply put, Feng Wuye is now using these fifty puppet dead soldiers as instructors.

Not everyone is qualified to be taught by these powerful puppet instructors.

That must be Qin Zicheng's personal soldiers or confidants, otherwise, he would not even have the qualification to know that they existed.

In order to avoid subsequent trouble, Qin Zicheng asked someone to make a batch of masks.

Of course, the mute had been wearing a mask for a long time, but his was slightly different.

"Since you are the leader, there must be some differences. This is great. I heard that the mountains north of Fancheng have not been peaceful recently, and even the caravans on the official road dare to rob. Why don't you take them to walk?"

The mute just glanced at her and nodded, but was not in a hurry to leave, knowing that the master had a task to explain.

"Remember to empty their treasure holes. Get all the things they can get back. If you can't get back, hide them first and go next time."

"Are you suppressing bandits? Or do you want to be a bandit?"

Qin Zicheng didn't expect Feng Wuyao to have such obvious obsession with wealth.

Are you afraid that you can't afford to support her?

"You can't get others cheaper. However, Zicheng, these bandits are in Fancheng, and those officials in Fancheng don't care?"

"It's not that I don't care, it's hard to care. The area is full of mountains and the terrain is steeper, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, the local area has sent people to clear the situation before, but the result is not satisfactory."

"Oh. Why do I sound like Fancheng is raising some waste?"

Qin Zicheng burst into laughter, "Don't talk nonsense! Not everyone has such a powerful skill. Besides, even if there are experts in Fancheng, whether they obey the local officials' dispatch and are willing to take the risk to go is all a question."

"What do you mean is there are no masters in the court? Why can't officials dispatch them anymore?"

"The officials in Fancheng are divided into several factions, including the third prince, the seventh prince, the loyal emperor, and of course, there are also my people. In this way, many government orders are actually difficult to truly implement."

Feng Wuyao said, "I understand if you say that. There are too many masters, and the people below don't know who they should listen to? Just pretend to be deaf and dumb, so as not to offend others and affect their careers or lives?"

"Good. That's exactly."

Feng Wuyao then sighed again, "It's just that, the local people are suffering."

"It's okay, at least these parties restrain each other, and no one dares to do too much. Therefore, things like fish and meat people should not happen."

After all, no one wants to be grabbed by someone's braid.
Chapter completed!