Zhang Tianhe copied the map and gave each of Tang Dalong and Hua Yao a copy.
Early the next morning, the two groups set off separately.
This was Zhang Tianhe's first head-to-head confrontation with the Mongolian bandits, and Zhang Tianhe was also very nervous.
Tang Dalong and Zhen Sifei went to Chengde with a battalion.
Hua Yao and Wu Sen's battalion set out for Chifeng.
Thanks to the map and Murong Wuying as their guide, Hua Yao, Wu Sen and the others successfully avoided swamps and places where wolves were prone to roam, and their march went smoothly.
Halfway through the road, Hua Yao discussed with Wu Sen and Murong Wuying and said: "At present, we don't know whether the Mongolian bandits on the Chifeng side have taken any action, or whether they know that we have sent out troops. Murong Wuying, you His Qing Gong is better, so I’d better ask you to go and find out first.”
"What Mr. Huaying said makes sense, then I'll go take a look first." Murong Wuying said.
"You must be careful!" Hua Yao said.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
The next night, it's three o'clock.
Murong Wuying came to the hillside again and found a place to tie the horse.
There are several Mongolian bandits standing guard outside the cave, most of them taking a nap.
Murong Wuying slipped into the cave like a shadow.
The Mongolian bandits standing guard were unaware.
Since this was his second visit, Murong Wuying was familiar with the roads and was very familiar with the conditions in the cave.
The cave was the same as the previous few days, with no changes. The four guards at the door of the secret room were still guarding there.
Murong Wuying was like an invisible man, sneaking around in the cave. Later, he found ten bandits standing guard in front of the door of a stone house with loaded ammunition.
Murong Wuying thought that there must be bandit leaders in the house discussing matters at this time, and I had to find a way to listen to what they had to say.
He turned around and slipped to the back of the stone house. Like a gecko, he climbed up the wall, clung to the top, and listened.
I heard Ya Shi's voice coming from inside: "General, a few days ago, I led dozens of brothers to chase An Wuneng. Unexpectedly, except for the big black man and a little dwarf, they came again later. A big fat man! These three people are so powerful. The big fat man fired guns with both hands and attacked us from behind. We just turned around and exchanged fire with him. Who knew that the little man was actually a master thief! He fired all our guns while we were not paying attention. When we got there, the big black guy was even more brave. Don’t look at him as a fool, but he was a fool among the treacherous. He hid in front of the horse and opened fire on us, but we couldn’t hit him!”
"Yashi, you don't need to explain so much to me. I just want to ask you, why are forty or fifty brothers dead, but you are the only one who is still alive? Could it be that you, like An Wuneng, are also spies of the Qing army?" Bai Yinbao Legge said angrily.
"General, it's unfair. How can I be the same as Anwu? He is a Han, and I am an out-and-out Mongolian. I have followed you for so many years, general. Don't you still believe me?" Yashi was frightened and "thumped" "Kneel down with a sound.
"Since you are not a spy, why did they let you go? What's the explanation?"
"Those people also have bad intentions. They just want me to come back and humiliate you, General, to prove that they are not easy to mess with."
"Stop talking so much. You are just a loser who has failed to achieve anything and is prone to failure! Come on! Pull him down and beat him with a forty army stick!"
"General, spare your life. Forty military sticks can kill someone even if they are not good enough."
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of "Pah! Pah!" made by a military stick being hit on a person's butt, and Yashi's screams like a pig being slaughtered.
Murong Wuying heard it clearly, and he quickly covered his mouth with his hands, enjoying himself secretly.
