The prince is five and a half years old, and he is reclaiming land and becoming a group favorite.

It took five days to take the official road from Huizhou to Wuzhou. On the third day, Zhang Yuankai, who had stayed on the cliff in Wuzhou, appeared quietly in the escort agency.

He was sitting in Shen Yu'an's carriage, looking at Shen Yu'an's snow-white cloak, and couldn't help but joke: "We, Master Wen, are lucky enough to be sitting in the carriage in the cold weather. We have pity for those of us who are guards, I can only run around on horseback, and my thighs will be worn out."

Shen Yu'an rolled her eyes at him angrily: "This blessing is for you, do you want it?"

He was a military commander and would rather have his thighs bruised on horseback than sit in a carriage all the time and feel like his body would rot if he sat down again.

Fortunately, this kind of thing only happens once. There is no need for Master Wen to take action next time when buying salt.

He straightened his long legs and lightly touched Zhang Yuankai with his toes: "You came here, did you find anything over there?"

At this moment, Qi Chenglang also opened the carriage door and sat in: "What did you find?"

When it came to business, Zhang Yuankai's expression dropped: "Our guess is correct, the King of Chu has indeed sent people to ambush here."

Qi Chenglang and Shen Yu'an looked at each other, then looked at Zhang Yuankai carefully: "Did you find anything else?"

If it was just an ambush by King Chu's men, Zhang Yuankai and others could just deal with it. Why bother making this special trip?

Zhang Yuankai nodded: "Because I found that these people in the ambush are well-trained and don't look like ordinary soldiers."

The role of the personal soldiers in the fief is more to intimidate and protect the safety of the prince. Their skills are much worse than those of the imperial guards, let alone learning the art of war.

But when they fought with those people, Zhang Yuankai knew that they still underestimated King Chu!

Zhang Yuankai continued: "These people fight very methodically and advance and retreat in a controlled manner. They cannot be as simple as personal soldiers."

"Also." Zhang Yuankai took out an arrowhead from his arms and handed it over, "Look at this arrowhead. Although it doesn't have the mark of the Ministry of War on it, the texture and format are the same as the new weapons released by the Ministry of War this year."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Chenglang and Shen Yuan's expressions became more solemn.

Qi Chenglang directly took the arrow and examined it carefully. He took a breath and said, "Someone in the Ministry of War is secretly providing weapons to the King of Chu?"

It’s not a good thing for a prince to hoard weapons privately!

He whispered: "Did you catch anyone?"

Zhang Yuankai shook his head: "We only fought for a while, but the opponent realized that we were difficult to deal with. Some of them withdrew, and some of them committed suicide."

It was very common for Zhang Yuankai to commit suicide after failing a mission, but generally this method was used by officials to control dead soldiers.

It appears to those people to be very contradictory and unreasonable.

Some of the people who evacuated must have gone back to spread the news.

Zhang Yuankai and others didn't even think about pursuing them. After all, the King of Chu would not give up chasing them just because of one victory.

Qi Chenglang doesn't like to use his brain, but it doesn't mean that he really has no brain.

When Xie Changshi waited for the wise man to be away, his mind started working rapidly. He stared at the arrow in his hand in a daze for a long time, thinking over and over what Zhang Yuankai said about these people advancing and retreating in a measured manner and fighting well, and suddenly said: "Is it possible that these killers who don't look like killers come from the military camp themselves!"

Zhang Yuankai and Shen Yu'an both raised their heads with shock in their eyes, but neither of them said a word to refute.

Especially Zhang Yuankai, he had fought against those people and knew how likely this was.

The biggest difference between soldiers who have been in a military camp or on the battlefield and ordinary soldiers is that the moves the soldiers practice are not mixed with any pretense, they are just for killing the enemy, and all the moves are for the purpose of killing people.

He slapped his thigh suddenly: "I'm telling you, I always thought it was strange before, but now I understand. This is what makes me feel contradictory!" If this is the case, then the reasons why these people commit suicide can be figured out. Got it!

Shen Yu'an then said: "If it is someone in the army, in Jiangnan, then the most likely person is the Navy."

Navy?

Qi Chenglang only felt that each of today's news was more shocking than the last. He swallowed hard and whispered: "Jiangnan Navy has one hundred thousand, if it is really all..."

Among the southern garrison, apart from the South Vietnamese border garrison, only the Jiangnan Navy has the largest scale.

Zhang Yuankai couldn't help but think more: "If our guess is correct, the size of the Jiangnan Navy cannot be only 100,000!"

He pointed at the arrow: "I am more inclined to believe that these weapons were made privately by the King of Chu."

Shen Yu'an also nodded: "Weapons are manufactured from the Ministry of Industry to the Ministry of War, including the Military Supervision Department. If it is really given directly by the Ministry of War, it can only mean that people from the Ministry of Industry, the Military Supervision Department and the Ministry of War are all related to Chu The king is in cahoots.”

But the military supervision department is different from the household department. The people who can make the decisions are all the emperor's people, and it is absolutely impossible to secretly collude with the King of Chu.

Qi Chenglang whispered: "Since the weapons were not stolen by people from the Ministry of War, then people from the Ministry of Industry colluded with the King of Chu and provided the weapons pictures."

This actually provided them with new ideas.

The expressions of several people became more and more serious. Zhang Yuankai simply put away the arrow: "I will write a letter to the emperor and ask someone to go to the capital first with the letter and the arrow."

They had a feeling that the road ahead would be even more dangerous, so the sooner they told the emperor about this, the better.

Especially the speculation that all Jiangnan naval forces were on the side of King Chu had to be vigilant.

Qi Chenglang nodded first, and then screamed inwardly: "My eldest brother..."

Only now did he understand what his elder brother was hesitant to say before!

I'm afraid that his elder brother also discovered something was wrong with Jiangnan Navy, so he kept reminding him that the way back would be more dangerous.

But compared to the danger he was in in the open, it was obvious that his eldest brother was really at the center of danger.

Qi Chenglang wished he could gallop back to Huizhou right now, pick up his eldest brother and leave.

But he knew he couldn't!

Qi Chenglang clenched his fists tightly, and veins popped up on his forehead. After a while, he suddenly buried his head and held his head with both hands.

Now he regrets extremely why he didn't talk to his elder brother properly just now...

Zhang Yuankai patted him on the back: "Don't think too much. Since the Emperor sent the Crown Prince here, he must have made complete preparations!"

But there is no complete preparation in this world!

Qi Chenglang was about to speak when he noticed that the carriage suddenly stopped. The escort in the lead suddenly raised his sword. Before he could say a word, the person on the opposite side moved his hand directly.

Zhang Yuankai opened the car window and took a look, only to realize that it had turned dark without even realizing it.

But this time, the other company didn't seem to want to hide anything at all, and took action directly on the official road!

Qi Chenglang was simmering with anger. As soon as he put on his scarf, he drew out his long sword and rushed out...