Several of the men were breathing rapidly.

In this world, whether it is martial arts or magic, it is not something that ordinary people can come into contact with.

Ordinary books are just ordinary books, and these powerful knowledge are heirlooms wherever they are, and they are kept secret.

It is only at such a time, in times of turmoil, that such a reward will be offered, so that those who come after will have the possibility to come into contact with this knowledge.

In ordinary years, if civilians want to get in touch with martial arts, most of them join the army or the imperial examination.

Only with meritorious fame or meritorious service can one be eligible for martial arts.

"The general is generous, and he is really the master of the world, and he is a hero."

"This life will be sold to the general!"

"I am willing to die for the general!"

"I am willing to die for the general!"

There were a few people with red faces and thick necks, and they were almost unable to suppress their excitement immediately, but fortunately, they still remembered that they were on the enemy's side, and they did not shout loudly, but shouted quietly one after another.

In this world, in an era when a person's life is only three taels of silver, such a generous reward is enough to buy people's hearts.

Human life has a price.

The human heart can actually be bought.

Sometimes, it's as simple as inviting hearts.

For them who are from the bottom and are regarded as mud legs, such a reward is enough for them to rebel, kill people, and even sell their lives.

At this time, most of the so-called dead soldiers came from these people.

It's brutal, but it's always been the rule.

Give people their lives, pay loyalty, in exchange for resources, climb up.

This is the price that low-level civilians who have nothing must pay to work upward.

"I'll give you the task, and within three days, I'll find out what is happening in the county office."

"Military affairs, government affairs, grain and grass, salt··········· We have to figure it out. ”

"The six Caos in the county, what do they have, or what handles do they have. Those who can meddle in the defense of the city, those who are dissatisfied with the county order, and who can be used by us, must be clearly understood one by one. ”

"I don't care if you kidnap, blackmail, drugged, threaten, or bribe, as long as you can do it within three days, everyone will take a small credit."

Liu Tou'er smiled at the people present, but unfortunately the small scar on his cheek completely ruined the atmosphere, and instead looked more like a robber.

···········

In the middle of the city, a remote house.

It's in a relatively secluded and rarely visited old neighborhood.

Because of its remoteness and inconspicuousness, it was chosen as the base camp - a private spy organization affiliated with Ding Zhenyuan.

The name is also very inconspicuous, it is called "Espionage Division".

Everything here is only responsible to Ding Zhenyuan himself, not to Ding County.

In essence, it is a private intelligence organization that is contrary to the laws of the imperial court.

Different from the loose intelligence sources of the major families nowadays, this is a more organized and disciplined organization, and the Espionage Department has a relatively complete organizational structure and discipline since its birth.

"Lord, there have been a lot of homeless people in the city recently, and some spies have also mixed in."

"Well, have you figured out which side of the staff it is?"

The brocade-robed boy leaned on the carved chair and looked at the records on the case.

These are the valuable pieces of information that the Espionage Division has recorded in the city over the past few days.

All the information collected from each intelligence point is sorted, filtered, and summarized before being submitted here.

The Espionage Division will analyze this information and combine it with the current situation to deduce the truth hidden behind it.

In the end, it's not mysterious, it's just a matter of effort.

Anything, as long as it happens, cannot be left without a trace.

An intelligence organization is an organization that specializes in collecting such traces to speculate and restore the truth.

For example, from the decrease in crop production, the rise in grain prices, and the increase in the number of displaced people, it is inferred that the enemy is short of food and will inevitably use foreign troops in the near future.

"Xue Zhili has recruited too many displaced people, and it has been a poor harvest in the past year, and several large granaries have been burned down after the city is broken, and now there is a shortage of food, so he will definitely target Beichen County········· This conclusion is quite reasonable! ”

"However, even if this is the case, judging that Xue Zhili will definitely go to war within half a month, it is still not convincing!"

Ding Zhenyuan said as he continued to turn the page.

"Lord, this is not a minister's nonsense, it is all based on evidence."

A young man stood in front of the desk without humility or arrogance, arched his hand, and said:

"The minister can see from the past methods of the thief that this thief likes to be curious and scheming, and often orders his henchmen to hide in the city in advance, and when the soldiers come to the city, they should cooperate with the outside and the outside, or assassinate, or kidnap, or coerce and temptation, or set fire, or divide, and sometimes mixed with rumors, in general, it is to create turmoil and disconnect people's hearts, and there are few real hard battles."

"It's not surprising, the siege of the city is originally a chore, he Xue Zhili's real elite soldiers are less than a thousand, and the rest are some homeless, where can they afford it?"

"You go on."

"The Lord said so. This Xue thief repeated his old tricks, sent a lot of spies before and after, mixed in with the homeless people, and the ministers also captured some of them, and under severe torture, the approximate time was determined. ”

"Based on the information from all parties, it is preliminarily believed that the thief army will arrive between half a month and two months."

The young man said confidently.

His name is Yun Yi, the word in the word, and he is a talent discovered by Ding Zhenyuan himself.

Zhongjun is taken from the sentence "Zhongwei is a gentleman, and the way is in the middle" in the "Essays on the Travels of Liuxi" written by a famous man in this dynasty.

He was originally the concubine of a merchant, participated in the imperial examination, won the show, and fell for the third time in a row when he was examined, and turned to focus on business.

And because of his talent, Yun Yi has been ostracized by his stepmother at home, and was kicked out of the house after his father's death.

Yun Zhongjun, who was self-employed, saw the list posted outside the county, so he plucked up the courage to recommend himself, and after a simple assessment, chose to become a retainer instead of the county Chinese book.

Because of this, he called himself a minister in front of Ding Zhenyuan.

The system of retainers, following the ancient rites, although the Great Liao has been restricted after the establishment of the country, regarded as illegal, but at the end of the dynasty, the ban existed in name only.

Many big clans and even some powerful families privately recruit retainers and cultivate wings.

After all, this troubled world is coming, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

"You're doing a good job and living up to my expectations."

Ding Zhenyuan looked at Yun Yi and approved.

This information seems simple, but he knows the weight of this spy department even more.

It took a lot of overtime work day and night to complete this well-detailed, summary booklet.

"It's just the duty of a minister."

Yunyi does not take credit.

He knew that he was not a genius in the world, but he only became the head of this spy department because of the word "first".

Therefore, he takes "diligence" as his creed and does not dare to slack off at any time.