The camp is dozens of kilometers long, the tents are continuous, the patrolling soldiers are staggered, and there are arrow towers on the edges, all of which show that this is a military camp, and it is also a military camp of the most elite army.

It's just that at this time, in the barracks of this elite army, groups of soldiers are gathering together.

In the tents that stretched for dozens of kilometers, hundreds of teams gathered, and the chaotic groups seemed to be discussing something.

This must not be seen in an elite army, where the organization and discipline are strongest, and in the same way, the army is a place where personnel are concentrated, but must not be gathered in a chaotic manner.

If there is such a chaotic gathering in the army on a given day, the only possibility is that a mutiny is imminent.

It's just that at this time, in the middle of these gatherings, there are obviously grassroots officers, and not one or two, but a large group of grassroots officers.

"I also have children, three, the youngest is only five years old, and an eighty-year-old mother, my family has four brothers, three died on the battlefield, I am the youngest, and the last living man in this family, if there is no food to take back, my family will starve to death."

A junior officer looked around tremblingly, he had tried to stop the soldiers below before, but he could see that if he insisted on stopping him, he would definitely be the first to be killed by the mutinous soldiers, and now he also thought clearly.

Since he can't get any more military salaries, his whole family will starve to death, so what kind of bullshit military discipline does he insist on, and he just makes a fuss.

"We're going to eat."

In the distance, a loud voice sounded, and it was obvious that one of the scattered gathering points had completely made up his mind to make a fuss.

The least two months have not been obtained, and the most has been half a year, which is an unimaginable and catastrophic thing for the army of any era, except for the red army that can repeatedly fight on the battlefield to the last person and create miracles countless times, no army in this world can be stable after several months without getting military salaries.

And now, with the first sound sounding, the entire barracks instantly boiled.

Dense soldiers poured out of the barracks and walked towards Zhangjiakou, not far away, they didn't want to attack the city, but just wanted to make a bigger movement, public opinion offensive, no one in this era knows what it means, but there are already people who can use it.

Outside the barracks, on a certain hill, Lian Nishang stood quietly beside Bu Zheng.

"In fact, if you want, you can pull out thousands of people in this tens of thousands of troops for your use, this Ming is no longer worth guarding you."

Looking at the man beside him, a complicated look flashed in Lian Nishang's eyes, this is a hero, there is no doubt that this is definitely a hero with principles, but this is also a regrettable hero, a tragic hero who still adheres to the orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty.

"I'm not guarding the Ming Dynasty, it's just that now is not the time to weaken the Ming Dynasty, because the Jurchens outside the gate are about to build a country, I went to the outside of the customs and saw the soldiers of the Jurchens, it was a group of beasts, if there is no problem inside the Ming Dynasty, this beast can't threaten the Ming Dynasty, but if the Ming Dynasty itself has a problem, this beast will be like a weasel that breaks into the chicken nest and will not survive the Ming scourge."

Bu Zheng exhaled slightly, and turned his eyes to look at Lian Nishang, "I'm not Yue Fei, if one day I think that the destruction of Daming is better than existence, I will destroy Daming without hesitation, what I want to protect is this country, and Daming or the Zhu family can't represent this country." ”

Of course, Bu Zheng is not Yue Fei, in fact, there is no need to disguise Bu Zheng until now, but it is not so easy to destroy the Ming Dynasty.

Although this Ming Dynasty has reached the end of the period, it is still the same sentence, it did not die at the hands of the Jurchens, but died internally.

After Salhu, Daming doesn't talk about famous generals or anything, but also about Ning Tieqi, there is a Tianxiong army, these are all strong armies that can fight with the Jurchens, and even if Li Zicheng's shit is transported into Beijing, if it is not for Wu Sangui's switch, it is still impossible for the Jurchens to go south.

And for now, even if the infantry has pulled away thousands of elite border troops, it is absolutely impossible for the Ming Dynasty to do anything before it has experienced Salhu.

Those civil officials in the DPRK and China may use the Jurchens to deal with political opponents, but they will never use the foot struggle, because the foot struggle is not qualified.

And now that the Xiaoice River period has not yet begun, even if there are enough energy points and gold, it will definitely not be able to recruit enough people to transform into big Han soldiers.

"Let's go, let's talk to those Jin merchants."

Exhaled slightly in his heart, but Bu Zheng showed a cold smile on his face.

Jin Shang, this is his favorite to find, embroidered spring knife in the Jin Shang he got enough money from the Jin Shang to pay taxes for several years, this world, although the time is still early, but want to come to the Jin Shang's family will definitely not be too little.

The night was filled, and Bu Zheng and Lian Ni clothes quickly shuttled through the city of Zhangjiakou, and more than a dozen brocade guards slowly appeared outside the Fan family's house in the following time.

The dark house, as if the owner had already fallen asleep, couldn't help frowning slightly when his feet landed on the roof of the central hall of the house.

Even if the Fan family had already rested at this time, it seemed that the Fan family should not be so quiet when the people in the city who mutinied in the border army woke up, after all, this is a big family, and they should care more about any disturbances than the ordinary people in the city.

It's a pity that it's still only a martial arts world, even if Bu Zheng itself is superb, but it only belongs to the category of mortals, and there is no power beyond mortals such as perception.

Therefore, even if he felt that something was wrong, Bu Zheng could only listen carefully to the movement in the old mansion, and the figure fell from the roof and leaned towards the houses in the backyard, trying to hear if there were still people sleeping in the house.

This kind of thing is obviously a bit dangerous, but Bu Zheng thinks that it is less dangerous for him to do this thing, and it will be more dangerous for him to let those brocade guards under his command, and even practice Ni Clothes to do it.

The old mansion of the Fan family is huge, and the backyard covers an extremely wide area, and it is divided into countless different courtyards, and the largest courtyard is just close to the house in the courtyard, and suddenly, a flame explodes in the darkness, and a ball of bright light instantly stretches to the left and right, and soon the walls of the entire courtyard are lit with torches.

This Fan family actually had an ambush a year ago, and it seemed that they had already guessed that he would come, so they set a trap waiting for him.

Is someone high-denial?

Bu Zheng raised his head, and a group of figures were appearing in the corridor at the end of the courtyard, and a fierce aura came from there.

It's not that someone is high-minded, but that this Fan family has invited a certain master on the road, a veteran who has rich experience in a certain aspect like the group of brocade guards under his command, not only a veteran, but also a master.