In the small basin, more than a thousand men in blue and black cloth were sitting cross-legged on the grass in groups. Qian Yuan listened to the sound of the flowing water from the stream not far away, he could hardly hear any sound.

Of course, it is not that they have strict military discipline, but that they know that it takes effort to talk, not to talk.

To be more accurate, they were already close to their backs, their eyes shining green when hungry.

The atmosphere was a little depressed, but Qian Yuan had an indifferent expression on his face. He rubbed his wrists from time to time while staring at the bastards not far away with an angry look.

"Are you really not afraid?" The man sitting opposite Qian Yuan was very curious. "Overall civil officials are afraid of death, and literati before passing the imperial examination is even more afraid of death."

Unlike the others around him, this man was carrying two narrow and long Miao knives around his waist... Well, Qian Yuan gave him a name in his heart, two knives.

"Why are you afraid?" Qian Yuan leaned lazily on the salute behind him, "I don't plan to lie to you."

"First, I know who you are."

"Second, I know what you want."

"Third, I think your request is justified, and at least I can meet your needs now."

Qian Yuan finished slowly and said with a smile: "Of course, I need to thank you."

More than two hours ago, Qian Yuan was sure that the other party would not kill, but he forgot that not killing does not mean that not beating people...

Just as Qian Yuan was about to despair, the two swords that arrived saved his handsome face.

Erzhadao looked back at his companion, shouted loudly, and the other party looked at Qian Yuan with a squint eyes and shouted a few words... Qian Yuan knew Chinese, English, and could speak Shanghainese, and also knew a little Japanese in his previous life, but he was completely blinded by this minority language.

"They are all talking...will your companions who leave lead officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress them?" Erzhadao translated.

"Two days ago, a large number of Japanese pirates invaded Songjiang and Jiaxing. Where did the officers and soldiers have the energy to care about such idiots?" Qian Yuan replied with a smile: "And... aren't you officers and soldiers?"

"No, no, we are not officers and soldiers." Erbiao's face turned gloomy, "The officers and soldiers have money, but we don't have them."

Qian Yuan's eyes froze and he leaned over, "No at all?"

"That's not, but the salary is very small, and it's difficult to get it." Erzhadao smiled bitterly and looked back at his companion, "They can only exchange their first level for the reward."

Qian Yuan fell silent. He knew what role these people could play in the upcoming anti-Japanese war, but he did not expect that they would have lived so hard.

In fact, the name Wolf Cau Soldier itself has a derogatory meaning.

"Tianzhou swears to the east, go to Foshan, cross Yuling in the north, cross Poyang Lake, cross the Yangtze River to Danyang." Two knives slowly whispered, "It's been nearly half a year since the end of May, and it's been a long journey of thousands of miles, across the Eighteen Prefectures..."

As the two swords were told, Qian Yuan's face became increasingly ugly, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, is Zhang Jing stupid? Even if he acts like this, he will not make trouble!

The wolf clay soldiers arrived at Zhenjiang Prefecture. The magistrate and the county magistrate kept people thousands of miles away. The gentry feared them like tigers. The people stayed behind closed doors and the government refused to provide any supplies. If they had not brought dry food, these wolf clay soldiers would have to bury their bones in a foreign land before they arrived on the battlefield.

After that, these wolf clay soldiers could only cross the Yangtze River again to try to go to Hangzhou Prefecture. As a result, Zhang Jing urgently sent a messenger to ask them to station in Suzhou, but Suzhou Prefecture had a worse attitude than Zhenjiang Prefecture.

If the leader had not been strictly controlled, the wolf soldiers would have probably taken action before the Japanese pirates...

"Here is here! Here!"

From a distance, I saw seven or eight black-sailed boats floating along the stream. Two knives jumped up, ran forward a few steps and suddenly turned around and pulled Qian Yuan up, holding him hard in his arms.

Having come to this era, Qian Yuan had never felt this familiar etiquette yet, so he was stunned for a moment before spreading his arms and patting the back of the two knives hard.

"You will be my brother Zhong Nan from now on!" Erzhao gasped.

A man in the yard who gathered around was punched twice before, covering his nose and said in a muffled voice: "My young master is the leader of the Songjiang case and will be destined to be on the imperial list in the future. Even now, who in the world doesn't know the heroes of the Qian family in Huating? Are you qualified?"

Erbadao's face changed. Although he was from the Tujia family in Guangxi, he was deeply influenced by the Chinese version and had heard of the reputation of the Qian family in Huating.

But the next moment, Qian Yuan opened his arms again and hugged the two dazed knives hard.

In Qian Yuan's heart, he never looked at his identity when interacting with others. He could get along with the guard guard who was a tenant, had a great time talking to Zhang Juzheng, the strongest politician of the Ming Dynasty, and could also make deals with the Grand Sima Nie Bao.

What's more, in Qian Yuan's opinion, no matter what, these wolf clay soldiers who rushed to the southeast coast should not be treated like this.

They lack supply, but what they lack most is that the southeast coast should give them the respect they deserve.

If the previous active hug comes from the sudden excitement of Erbiao after a long period of depression, then the passive hug makes the man who is already faintly wet with his eyes truly regard this young man as his brother.

"How long hasn't taken a shower?" Qian Yuan suddenly let go, pinched his nose and stepped back.

Second sword rolled his eyes, took off a Miao knife from his waist and handed it over solemnly.

Qian Yuan felt the other party's solemnity. Ping raised his hands and took the Miao Dao seriously. He curiously pulled out half of the pieces and looked at it. It is said that the Qi family knife later absorbed the essence of Miao Dao.

"Young Master!" Yang Wen, sweating profusely, ran over.

Qian Yuan sent the knife back to the sheath and turned his head to ask, "How many?"

"One hundred and thirty stones of rice, a number of melons and vegetables, and more than twenty pigs and sheep were driven, and there was a batch behind it." Yang Wen looked carefully before he felt relieved.

“Chongde County is quite righteous.”

"Of course, in Chongde County, the young master is a Buddha of the Wan family. Besides, it's not that he won't give money." Yang Wen smiled and said, "The magistrate of the bird still wanted to stop him, but the minor officials and yamen runners below refused to obey the orders."

Qian Yuan nodded with satisfaction. Looking around, the ship had already landed. The soldiers rushed up to help unload the goods. The sharp howls of pigs came from time to time. The two goats suddenly ran away and attracted a large number of soldiers to roar and chase after them.

"Young Master." Yang Wen attached himself to Qian Yuan's ear and whispered: "The Japanese pirates have retreated."

"Retreat?"

"Well, I don't know about the other side of the Cixi, but there are no Japanese pirates around Chongde County." Yang Wen's voice lowered, "I went to the house and took a look, it was empty."

"Is it empty?" Qian Yuan pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "What happened last night... let them speak tighter."

"Yes." Yang Wen went to the alley with Qian Yuan last year and met Xu Hai. He had been confused about why he wanted to investigate the origin of the sisters. Last night, he thought about the whole story and felt shocked and his head was numb.

Turning around, Qian Yuan saw two guys who threatened him with a dagger and even wanted to beat him up.

"You... are the two of you!" Qian Yuan waved the Miao knife, "I like to make fires so much, hurry up, go to the stove...what do?"

"Everyone who eats human flesh knows that it is roasted on the fire. Do you two want to eat raw pork and sheep?"

"There are more than a thousand people, at least twenty stoves, only you two!"
Chapter completed!