Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Langli Baitiao Zhang Shun, urging judge Li Li, and dryland Hulu Zhugui each led a hundred capable imperial guards and were responsible for spying on Tian Hu's bandit soldiers.

The prodigal Yan Qing, the day rat Bai Sheng, and the nine-patterned dragon Shi entered this place. Each of them led a hundred capable guards and were responsible for spying on Fang La's band of thieves.

The work of transmitting messages between several places was handed over to Dai Zong, the Taibao of Shenxing, and Wang Dingliu, the living godmother.

Under the command of these two men, fifty capable guards were assigned to each to assist them in delivering the message.

As for the divine machine strategist Zhu Wu, he was responsible for analyzing and summarizing the information received from Dai Zong and Wang Dingliu, and then reporting it to Zhao Ji.

As a result, all the personnel in the newly established Intelligence Investigation and Analysis Division will have new tasks.

When Song Jiang and Wu Yong found the leaders on the list one by one and assigned them the tasks they had discussed with Zhao Ji.

The leaders were completely confused.

But when they heard that those tasks were the result of careful discussions between the brothers and the officials, they all agreed to this arrangement.

The next step is to select the auxiliary soldiers of the Intelligence Investigation and Analysis Division from the Imperial Guards of the Song Dynasty.

After all, no matter how capable and powerful the leaders are, it is still quite difficult to complete some tasks.

And when there are more people under your command, many problems can be easily solved.

At first, Zhao Ji wanted to leave such a task to Wu Yong and Song Jiang.

After all, Zhao Ji himself has been quite busy these days.

But when I think about it, many of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty were old soldiers, empty-paid soldiers, and young master soldiers left over from the Tong Guan and Gao Qi periods.

I immediately gave up the idea.

After all, you can't expect those kids from a well-off family to do the fatal thing of putting their heads in their belts.

Whether the requirements can be met by then and the intelligence information can be accurately transmitted is left aside for the time being.

Zhao Ji was really afraid that those children of the wealthy family, after being unable to withstand the pressure from the outside world, took the initiative to betray the Song Dynasty.

In this way, for Zhao Ji, what is the difference between stealing the chicken but losing the rice?

Therefore, at this level, Zhao Ji had to go through the screening in person before he could rest assured.

In order to see the true appearance of the Imperial Guards of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji did not notify him in advance before going.

Instead, he took Song Jiang, Wu Yong, and Zhu Wu with him and prepared to go to the barracks of the Imperial Guard along the path leading in and out of the palace.

But somehow, this news was found out by Zhong Sijin, who was extremely restless by nature.

So now I have to pester Zhao Ji and want him to take me there.

In the end, Zhao Ji couldn't resist the other party's temper, so he reluctantly agreed.

When Zhao Ji, Zhong Sijin, Song Jiang, Wu Yong, and Zhu Wu, dressed in casual clothes, quickly arrived at the Imperial Guard camp located a few miles outside Tokyo.

The school officer guarding the camp gate had just recognized Zhong Sijin.

So he rushed over and saluted Zhong Sijin frequently.

But when Zhong Sijin introduced the identity of the person next to him to the school official with a proud look on his face.

The young school officer was immediately startled, and he hurriedly knelt down to salute Zhao Ji.

However, Zhao Ji waved his hand and avoided it:

"We came here this time to select a group of elite soldiers and generals from here."

"Captain Zhang, please bring me the roster in the barracks and call out all the soldiers and generals in the barracks. I have something to say."

When Captain Zhang heard this, he immediately ran into the military camp with an embarrassed expression.

After less than half a quarter of an hour, he quickly returned.

And when Zhao Ji took the roster from Captain Zhang, which was as thick as the Xinhua Dictionary, he immediately smiled helplessly and said:

"If I were to take this item and go all the way through the roll call, I'm afraid it would take two or three days to finish the roll call."

"That's all, just let the soldiers and generals stand in the center of the training ground."

After Zhao Ji gave these instructions, he led a few people behind him and strode into the camp.

The camp here covers a large area.

At a glance, you can barely see the edge.

Opposite a large piece of green grass and sand, there were countless large marching tents.

Rows of war flags of the Song Dynasty flutter in the wind.

But the color of the military flag is a bit hard to describe.

Although Zhao Ji and others have been standing here for less than half an hour.

But what is surprising is that in such a large camp, there are very few patrol soldiers going back and forth.

As for the so-called cavalry warriors who ride on war horses and practice charging into the formation, there is not even a single one to be seen.

The entire camp was as if a trap had been set up to lure the enemy in. It was extremely quiet and desolate.

Zhao Ji, who saw such a scene, was immediately stunned and couldn't help but marveled in his heart:

This……

Isn’t it said that the Imperial Guards of the Song Dynasty have 80 soldiers?

This, this damn...

In such a large camp, it would be difficult to gather eighty of them, right?

Then where did the millions of taels of silver allocated by the Song Dynasty court every year go?

Could it be, could it be that they were all fooled by those bitches...

Greedy?

Your grandpa's!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji became increasingly angry.

Immediately I wanted to call Colonel Zhang here and ask him about it.

But when he turned around, he discovered that the man named Captain Zhang was gone.

At this moment, there were only two child soldiers who were no taller than the horses in their hands standing there, looking at him tremblingly.

Zhao Ji suppressed his anger and asked slowly:

"Where is your captain, where have you gone?"

One of the child soldiers holding a horse:

"Go back, go back to the official's house."

"We, captains, didn't we obey the orders of the officials and go to the barracks to call the other soldiers?"

Zhao Ji was confused:

"I forgot about it."

"What about the soldiers here? Where have they gone?"

"And you, you look so good, why did you become a soldier?"

"How old are you?"

The child soldier frowned, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then answered:

"Go back, if you go back to the official house, I, I'm 11 years old."

"It was precisely because my hometown suffered a flood a few years ago, my mother died, and my father lost money in gambling that I was sold here."

When Zhao Ji heard this, his eyes suddenly widened.

There are all kinds of thoughts running around in my head:

Dad lost money in gambling again, so he was sold here?

This is a fucking military camp, not the trafficker's shack!

What the hell is going on?

Can anyone tell me?