Chapter 34: The Death of Yiyangwu (4) Seeking Recommendation!

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  "May I ask, sir, where is the Yiyang Martial Arts School stationed?"

  Wang bought a pair of glasses, made the brightest smile, and revealed a set of pearly white teeth, politely asking.

  The person who was stopped by him was also polite and courteous at first, but after hearing the four words "Yiyang Wugrad", he suddenly disappeared. The speed, if placed in a later era, would have absolutely broken the world record for short-distance running, it was shockingly fast, leaving Wang Mai embarrassed.

  "Brother-in-law, something seems off!"

  When Wang Mao walked back with a dejected look, Cao Peng couldn't help but say to Deng Ji: "This Yiyang Wugrad looks like a demon or ghost. Upon hearing his name, one by one they turn their heads and leave. How many is this? If we continue searching like this, when will we find him?"

  Deng Jie smiled wryly and shook his head, with an expression of "I'm just a bystander", indicating that he wasn't too clear about it.

  It's strange to say, Deng Ji is also a history of the county of Jishan, an old official. Every day, he deals with various documents, countless, but has never seen the name "Yiyang Wu Ze" in any document. If it weren't for Jiuniu City, he wouldn't even know there was such a team. Yiyang Wu Ze? Thinking of the name, it should be the militia of Yiyang County, but why would it make people so taboo?

  "Excuse me, big brother, where is Yiyang Wugrad stationed?"

  Just as Deng Ji felt puzzled and unsure, Cao Peng led the horse and blocked another person.

  "Are you looking for Yiyang Wugrad?"

  That man was tall and strong, about 190 cm in height, with a robust build. He had a white face, a short beard under his chin, phoenix-like eyes, long eyebrows, and an air of heroic elegance. He wore black boots, over which he wore a red lacquered armor, and walked with a steady and measured pace, exuding an aura of majesty.

  Cao Peng stood in front of him, like a little kid, speaking with his neck stretched upwards.

  "Do you know where Yiyang Wugrad is?"

  "Uh-huh, of course I know."

  "Excuse me, can you take us there? We've been searching for a long time and every time we ask someone, they seem to have seen a ghost and turn around to leave."

  Cao Peng said with a look of frustration unique to 13 or 14-year-old boys, which made the young man unable to help but laugh.

  He stretched out his hand and rubbed Cao Peng's head, "What's wrong, looking for Yiyang Wuguo? Let's go, I'll take you... But that place is indeed not a good place, ordinary people won't easily go there."

  I knew it!

  Cao Peng muttered to himself: I had already guessed that Huang She wouldn't have any good intentions, letting my brother-in-law do something fishy! It seemed like there was no problem at first, but now it seems he wants to borrow a knife to kill someone? Hmm, I reckon that's what he means, let's see how he'll carry on next.

  Contrary to Cao Peng's expectations, after arriving at the Jiuniu City Garrison, Huang She didn't even show up.

  But thinking about it, it's normal. He is also a military officer with a salary of over 300 dan, and he is the commander-in-chief of this nine-woman city camp. It's not necessary for him to show up in person to meet a junior officer like Ji Yang Sao Shi who only has a monthly salary of eight dan. The difference in status between the two is too great, and Huang She would never lower himself to come out and greet him. Moreover, he didn't have any good intentions to begin with, if he acted too suddenly, it would be suspicious.

  Thinking of this, Cao Peng also felt relieved at once.

  He called out to Deng Jie and then followed behind the young man.

  The young man seemed to have intentionally or unintentionally turned his head and took a glance, seeing Deng Jia Wang buying something behind him, followed by dozens of shabbily dressed men. He frowned slightly, seemingly somewhat impatient.

  "Excuse me, sir, may I ask your surname and given name?"

  "A mere low-ranking soldier, cannot bear a great surname and reputation... Ah, what are you looking for Yiyang Wugrad for?"

  Cao Peng said casually: "My brother-in-law was summoned and came, ordered to take up the post of Yiyang Tunjie, and is now preparing to go to take office."

  "Yiyang Tun's appointment is from?" A hint of gloom appeared on the young man's face, and his mouth slightly curled up. "Since ancient times, all appointments in the military have been recommended by superiors, how come this time it was directly appointed? Little kid, it seems your brother-in-law has a big background, otherwise no one would break the rules and appoint someone arbitrarily."

  Cao Peng was taken aback, "Isn't it a delegation?"

  "What a joke! When the deputy general is not present, all troops are under the command of Jie Cong. When the general is present, Jie Cong is responsible for inspecting military discipline, distributing food and supplies, arranging clothing, food, and shelter, as well as coordinating with other troops. In times of war, Jie Cong becomes the rear guard, and the lives of all troops are entrusted to him. Unless recommended by the main general or appointed by outsiders, how can he gain the trust of his subordinates?"

  Originally thought, Jie Cong was just an ordinary assistant official.

  It now seems like a position similar to that of an instructor.

  If Tun Jiang and Jie cannot trust each other and cooperate with each other, it will inevitably lead to chaos. On the battlefield, if things go wrong, it will be a matter of life and death.

  No wonder Huang Sha let her brother-in-law take charge of the festival, it turns out she had this idea in mind.

  Borrowing a knife to kill someone, Huang Shi's move is really killing without seeing blood...

  Deng Ji listened intently and couldn't help but shiver, "This big brother, I was also forced to come down here, it's not that I intentionally wanted to disrupt the military discipline. But I don't know, in this situation, what should I do to gain everyone's trust?"

  The young man glanced at Deng Jie and let out a cold snort.

  Brother-in-law, if you can't speak properly, then don't say anything...

  You put it this way, as if you look down on these lower-ranking soldiers, isn't that even more awkward?

  Cao Peng just wanted to make excuses for Deng Jiyuan, but the young man stopped in his tracks. "Methods? There are two!"

  "Please enlighten me, elder brother."

  "Turn back now and get on with what you're supposed to be doing."

  "This... probably won't work."

  "In that case, there's only one way left. To make the soldiers in the garrison believe, we'll have to fight first and talk later. If we win, everything will be easy; if not, don't even think about taking half a step into the camp."

  "Fight?"

  Deng Jie's eyes widened in surprise.

  Fighting in the army is against military discipline!

  "What, lost your nerve? We're all soldiers eating the same rations. What can't be made clear with words will be settled with fists. Fighting once won't amount to anything. If you don't have the guts, then hurry up and leave...Hey, if you want to enter the Yiyang Wu Zei's camp, let's see your skills."

  As he spoke, the young man pointed forward with his hand.

  Following the direction of the young man's finger, about a hundred meters away, stood a dilapidated small camp.

  The area doesn't look too big, with three low wooden fences and no gate, just two five-meter-high wooden poles inserted. Standing in Cao Peng's position, you can see the layout inside the camp at a glance. In the center is a large military tent, surrounded by numerous smaller tents, with more than a dozen small tents set up around it. Behind them is another row of small tents. At the entrance to each small tent, rows of weapons are placed.

  However, from the arrangement of the weapons, the structure of the entire camp can be seen.

  The four small tents closest to the wooden pole should be the long spear hand. The two small tents on either side of the large tent in the center seem to be what is called the halberd hand. There is one small tent on each side of the camp, which seems to be separated from the overall layout of the camp. However, judging from the stables next to the small tents, they should be cavalry. If calculated in this way, the number of righteous Yang Wu soldiers may not even reach fifty people. Among them, there are more than 20 long spear hands, more than 10 halberd hands, and about 6 cavalrymen. In total, it's just over 40 people.

  In general, each Han military garrison should be a single branch of service.

  But this Yiyang Wu died, yet mixed three troops, somewhat strange.

  Based on this strange layout, combined with the orientation of the camp, it can be inferred that the Yi Yang Wu Zu seems to be wandering outside the entire Jiǔ Nǚ Chéng Da Ying.

  "That is Yiyang Tun."

  The young man smiled faintly and didn't say another word.

  Deng Jie furrowed his brow, took a deep breath, bowed to the young man in gratitude, and said: "A Fu, Hu Tou, let's go."

  Cao Peng wanted to say a couple more words to the young man, but looking at his expression, he seemed unwilling to talk. So the words that had reached his lips were swallowed back, and with a bow, he led the horse and walked alongside Wang Mai, closely following behind Deng Ji towards the camp...

  Behind them, thirty-seven Thornhill prisoners followed listlessly.

  Ma Yu's face had a hint of cold smile, and he whispered to his companion beside him: "It seems that Deng Shu is going to be unlucky this time!"

  Deng Jie's life and death have nothing to do with them.

  Anyway, they were sentenced to hard labor, even if there was an accident, at most they would be sent back to the labor camp.

  On the contrary, Ma Yu was delighted to see Deng Ji suffer a loss. If someone were to be beaten to death, that would be the outcome Ma Yu most wanted to see.

  "Brothers, don't all rush over at once."

  Deng Shusun is reaping what he sowed, let's just watch the excitement from the side, he's unlucky, we mustn't get involved. I think this camp is a place of great calamity. Deng Shusun and the others went over, more bad luck than good fortune. Everyone, don't follow too closely, be careful not to get affected."

  "Old horse, isn't this bad? Deng Zuo Shi is after all a fellow townsman of ours, and we're just standing by..."

  "Are you out of your mind? Think about how Uncle Deng's grandson has treated us on this journey, has he ever shown any hometown affinity?"

  "You can't say that, Deng Zuoshi also has his own responsibilities."

  "If you want to die, then go ahead, don't drag us down with you."

  The prisoner who was arguing with Ma Yutou couldn't help but shrink his head, "Old Ma, I'm just saying, why are you so fierce? We're all from the same place, if you say you won't help, then we won't go...I just think that Deng Zuoshi is actually not a bad person."

  A group of prisoners whispered among themselves, but no one noticed that the young guide was closely following behind them.

  Ma Yu and others' conversation was all heard by the young people's ears.

  He furrowed his brow again, lifted his head and glanced at the backs of Deng Ji and the others, a look of puzzlement in his eyes...

  "Halt! Who goes there?"

  Under the wooden pole, two guards were standing.

  Leaning on a wooden pole, hugging a long spear, originally looked like he was asleep.

  But when Cao Peng and others approached the wooden pole at a distance of fifty paces, two guards suddenly opened their eyes, raised their long spears, and shouted loudly.

  "I am Deng Ji, a subordinate of General Cao Cao, and I have been sent to garrison Yiyang."

  "What's wrong with you? Have you gone blind?"

  "This Jiuniu City Garrison, when did it have Yiyang troops? Let me tell you, this is the Yiyang Wu Zei camp. Stop immediately and don't take another step forward, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

  Deng Jie was confused, "Yiyang Wu died, isn't it difficult for Yiyang to garrison?"

  "This is the Yiyangwu Barracks, never heard of Yiyangtun... My family's Lord Du is not around, if you have any business, go find him. Without my family's Lord Du's orders, no one is allowed to approach the barracks. As for your laborious procession, we don't have it here, leave immediately, otherwise, kill without mercy."

  Deng Jie wanted to explain again, but the other party was already impatient!

  "There is an enemy attack! The brave warriors should take the lead!"

  A sentry suddenly shouted loudly, and in an instant, the originally quiet camp was boiling.

  One after another, soldiers rushed out of the small tents. As soon as they rushed out of the tent, without saying a word, they picked up their weapons outside the tent and rushed out from between two wooden poles. In the front were three rows of long spear holders, with bright spearheads shining coldly in the sunlight. Behind the long spear holders was a row of halberd holders, all equipped with hooked knives, shouting loudly one after another.

  "There is an enemy attack! The brave warriors should take the lead!"

  "Halberd in front, I am invincible... Kill! Kill! Kill!"

  Six war horses neighed loudly on both sides, six riders held eighteen-foot-long spears, with spearheads raised high, gazing fiercely.

  Although there were less than fifty people in this camp, the murderous aura that burst out in an instant made Cao Peng's hair stand on end.

  Damn it, what a heroic death!

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