Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

After several inquiries, Zhang Jingwei learned their purpose and no longer wanted to talk to them.

Gao Fei's face flushed with anger, and he pointed at Yi Feiyu and wanted to scold him, "You...why...why...would you...do..."

The adjutant beside Yi Feiyu hurriedly defended himself: "Master Gao, it wasn't Big Brother's intention to oppress the people. It was Han Ye who abused his power and behaved licentiously. We've been living like dogs these past few years..."

Yi Feiyu held the sword at his waist, looked up at the sky, and said with a half-smile: "Yes, we were full of vigor and ambition at that time. Although we were bandits, we were grateful to the Marquis for not abandoning us and conquering the north."

He shouted, "Now that we're not fighting anymore, I thought I could live a peaceful life as a defender, but now I've become Han Ye's 'flower picking soldier'. I can't accept this!"

He cried, "Back then, in the 'married woman's case,' the Marquis only gave you a beating with a military stick and docked your salary. You refused to accept it and were demoted to a horse-breeding captain, while I relied on my wife's body to rise to power. I am such a wimp!"

Finally, he knelt in front of Gao Fei, took off his armor and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing new and old scars of varying sizes.

His tone softened. "Although you're just a small captain, you're respected in the army. But I'm a poor wretch who doesn't even have the courage to go home. I regret it!"

Seeing that they had other hidden agendas, Zhang Jingwei stepped forward and shook the armor that Yi Feiyu had taken off.

It’s not light, weighing at least thirty pounds!

He looked at the armor, turned around and asked, "Have you ever thought of resisting?"

The adjutant helped Yi Feiyu up and replied to Zhang Jingwei, "It's not that we haven't thought about this. Although we were bandits before joining the army, we still have relatives at home. A real man would die without regrets to rid the world of this scourge! But to implicate my entire clan is truly unbearable!"

A hint of relief flashed in Zhang Jingwei's eyes, but he never dared to let his guard down.

Gao Fei hurriedly took out his notebook and quickly wrote: "The Yi Department is trustworthy!"

Is Yi trustworthy? Is Yi trustworthy?

Zhang Jingwei asked: "Is it credible or not?"

Gao Fei nodded affirmatively and said one word firmly: "Yes!"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhang Jingwei immediately told Yi Feiyu the purpose of his visit.

……

Yi Feiyu asked in confusion, "Smuggling case? Why haven't we heard about it in the Water Defense Camp for so long?"

"Brother, the camp guards have reported! Han Ye's personal guards are using the boats for personal use!"

Looking at the well-equipped water defense battalion, Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but ask, "Then why are you wearing military armor?"

Yi Feiyu replied, "Han Ye probably exchanged our rice for it. There's plenty of this kind of armor at the Great Wall!"

Zhang Jingwei scratched his stubble, his mind racing, and said, "Border? Then... is Han Ye secretly communicating with people outside the border?"

"Collaborating with the enemy is a capital crime, and all nine generations of your clan will be exterminated!"

Yi Feiyu then expressed his concerns: "If that's true, I think the Marquis will still protect him. After all, there is still a superior-subordinate relationship between them, and I'm afraid they will be punished together!"

Zhang Jingwei got straight to the point: "Anyway, let's find a way to get into the camp first!"

Yi Feiyu revealed the deployment and strength of the water defense camp.

The Water Defense Camp was originally a water fort built by the Rong people, divided into three camps.

The outer camp is the military camp where most of the soldiers are stationed.

The middle camp was where officers and their families lived and was guarded by guards.

The inner camp is where Han Ye lives alone, guarded by his personal guards, who are all his loyal followers, adopted sons, and nephews.

The total force was less than 2,000, but there were four thousand-man commanders, more than 50 battalion commanders, and captains. Yi Feiyu was one of the thousand-man commanders, and most of the officers had wives and daughters who had been "favored" by Han Ye.

……

After chatting for a long time at the village entrance, Zhang Jingwei was so hungry that he wanted to take Yi Feiyu and the others back to the village for dinner.

The villagers were extremely resentful and refused to let them into the village no matter what.

After a lot of persuasion from Zhang Jingwei, he asked the soldiers of the Water Defense Battalion to help with sowing, and only then did he agree to let them enter the village.

Zhang Jingwei had a hearty meal at Uncle Cunzheng's house, but when he went out, he saw that the soldiers in the Water Defense Camp were eating dry rations, which were worse than those in the Yunzhou Garrison Camp.

At least the garrison battalion's dry rations were swallowable. He felt like these soldiers were eating shit when he saw them eating dry rations. They had to dilute each mouthful with several sips of water.

Even Jia Renyi couldn't stand it anymore, so he gathered the villagers and took a big bag of bread to give to a young officer.

This young officer should be a general flag officer. He is very thin and short, about the same thinness as Zhang Jingwei. He doesn't look like an officer at all, but more like a weak scholar.

"Thank you, uncle!"

The young officer thanked him politely and distributed the bread to the soldiers. The soldiers quickly took the bread and began to eat it with relish.

After eating, he licked the remaining crumbs on his palms.

Looking at the way these people ate, Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but tease, "Did you die of starvation in your previous life?"

"Alas, this month's rice allowance is only one dou, and it's mixed with two liters of sand..."

"If he wasn't beaten to death, he would have starved to death!"

"I have to draw lots to go to the limestone kiln tomorrow. Let's eat a full meal first. You never know. I might end up buried in the ground and eating dirt!"

Zhang Jingwei sensed helplessness. Drinking soldiers' blood was a common practice in the last dynasty. However, the soldier's words hinted at an inexplicable fear of the limestone kiln.

"Why, can someone die from digging a few rocks?"

The soldier said with a sad face, "The gray stone is poisonous. If you're lucky, you can get out alive, but if you're unlucky, you'll die in there."

"I heard that the deaths were horrible. Their bodies were swollen and their eyes were red. Some of those who survived had tuberculosis!"

"Yes, how many of the able-bodied men are still alive? Now we can only draw lots to die!"

After a few words from the soldiers, Zhang Jingwei made up his mind to deal with the case regardless of whether the limestone kiln was related to the smuggling case or not.

noon.

After eating the bread provided by the villagers, the soldiers willingly went to work for them.

Zhang Jingwei and Gao Fei discussed with the officers of the Water Defense Battalion how to enter the camp, how to investigate and prosecute Han Ye, and how to evacuate safely.

Plan 1: According to the original plan, prepare fine wine and beautiful women, enter the camp under the pretext of visiting, get him drunk, and make him surrender.

Plan 2: Sneak into the military camp to create a mutiny, break into the inner camp and kill them directly.

Plan 3: Defend Jia Village and wait for support from Yunzhou.

Plan 4: Attack the village gate!

"My dear son-in-law, your handwriting is so beautiful! I don't understand...what is this?"

Yi Feiyu pointed to the word "plan" written on the paper and the Arabic numerals behind it.

Zhang Jingwei explained: "Uh... a tesseract symbol."

I'm used to writing and I can write it without realizing it.

Yi Feiyu praised: "Great, Biao Heizi, this stroke is simple, those of you who can't write can learn it." After saying that, he patted the adjutant's shoulder.

This Heizi was Yi Feiyu's sworn brother when they were in the bandit's lair. He was a bit dark, but Zhang Jingwei thought it was okay. After all, he was a modern man who had seen black people.

After analyzing the situation, Yi Feiyu gave Zhang Jingwei a thumbs-up and said, "I think your plan is a good one. We can get away with it without any major conflict."

Biao Heizi scratched his head and said, "What if Han Ye doesn't fall for it? He won't be able to lead the troops once he enters the inner camp. Isn't that dangerous?"

Gao Fei patted his chest and said confidently, "With me...with me...I'm here. I will definitely...get it!"

Someone echoed, "Master Gao's martial arts are trustworthy, and we can protect ourselves."

After saying that, the man looked at Zhang Jingwei.

"Yeah, what should I do, son-in-law? Accidents are inevitable when swords are flying!"

Mu Tou, who was standing behind Zhang Jingwei, clenched his fist and showed off his Qilin arm. "And here I am! With me here, I guarantee that the young master won't get hurt at all!"

Biao Heizi sneered, "Come on, you're just a villager. Have you ever fought in a war?"

Someone else echoed, "Exactly. Do you have any say in this?"

"How can a servant like you have so much to say..."

Mu Tou blushed and said angrily, "You've never fought a war before? Believe it or not, I can beat the shit out of you."

"Come on if you dare! Hei Ye's hands are itching."

"come!"

The whole room was filled with the smell of manly tension.

Those who want to stop fighting try to stop fighting, and those who want to add fuel to the fire try to add fuel to the fire.

Zhang Jingwei slammed the table to control the situation: "Enough! Better save your energy for dealing with Han Ye!"

"Since there is no consensus, we can 'integrate the same plan'."