Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1042 Dynamics of All Parties

Wen Zhaorong took a deep breath.

“We’ve lived along the coast for many years, and many of the pirates speak fluent Mandarin. We can use this to our advantage, impersonate the pirates, enter the city, and act according to the situation.”

He was thinking the same way Lin Feng led his men to steal salt: as long as he could load the grain onto the boat and leave the riverbank, the pirates would be helpless against him.

However, they lacked Lin Feng's abilities. Faced with the fierce and ruthless pirates, none of them could kill them with a single blow and prevent them from making a sound.

It sounds easy, but when it comes to actually doing it, there's absolutely no chance of success.

They simply couldn't replicate Lin Feng's salt-stealing scheme.

"First, find two quick-witted individuals to go into the city and check the situation. Ideally, they should draw a map of the grain storage areas and determine the exact locations and patrol times of the guards..."

Lin Feng discussed the matter carefully with Wen Zhaorong and told him his thoughts.

Finally, he let out a breath.

"Okay, I've explained the plan to you. From now on, you'll have to take full responsibility for the Thirteenth Battalion."

Wen Zhaorong was startled: "Sir, are you leaving?"

Lin Feng nodded: "I have more important things to do. You stay here for a while, and the Zhenxi Army Navy will come to take you into the team."

"My lord, how long will it take?"

"I think...it will be soon."

Lin Feng was also uncertain, as this place was far away on the southeast coast, nearly ten thousand miles away from his Zhenxi Eight Prefectures.

If they were to conquer this place, the entire Dazong territory would likely fall into their hands, leaving the Taisho court and the pirates with no foothold.

To achieve this goal, there is still much to be done; it cannot be accomplished overnight.

The two fell silent, quietly watching the weeds and shrubs in the fields on the riverbank rustling in the breeze.

More than 300 li east of Fu Ning Prefecture lies Yingjianxia County, where Pei Qiyin and Lin Feng's guards are stationed. The Jinjiang River tributary to the south of the county is called the Mi River by the locals.

The Mi River flows eastward, passing through Ganqing Prefecture, and continues eastward into the sea.

At that moment, at the mouth of the Mi River, a wooden boat was drifting downstream, heading straight into the sea.

Besides the four boatmen, there were three other people on the wooden boat.

Pei Qiyin sat in the cabin, looking at the endless waves in front of her, feeling deeply awestruck.

It was her first time seeing the sea, and she was overwhelmed by its magnificent scale.

Just as dazed as her were the towering Qiao Jushan, who resembled a small mountain, and Wen Jian, who was hunched over the bow of the boat, his body trembling slightly.

After arranging the affairs of the guard team, Pei Qiyin took Qiao Jushan and Wen Jian by boat and sailed out to sea, following the route Lin Feng had taken, and arrived here.

She was unwilling to sit idly by and wait for death. The Zhenxi Army and the eight prefectures of Zhenxi could not do without Lin Feng. Like her, the two people in front of her also did not believe that Lin Feng would really disappear.

After the wooden boat entered the sea, based on the boatmen's experience, Pei Qiyin decided to travel north along the coast and enter Quzhou Prefecture from Ganqing Prefecture.

We traveled and visited various places along the way.

Meanwhile, on the Toyotaku River east of Taisho Kyoto, a huge flower boat was slowly sailing eastward along the river.

This pleasure boat belongs to the famous brothel, Kin San Book House, in Kyoto.

Besides Liu Shuxue, the top courtesan of Jin San Book Club, there was also Fan Rou, a dancer with extraordinary skills, on the ship.

Once these two left Kyoto, Jin San Bookstore lost most of its business.

The two women, accompanied by several sisters from the Kim Sam-seo Society, carried the golden passes of the Taisho era and traveled without hindrance.

Liu Shuxue had to beg the current prime minister, Miao Changfeng, to get this gold medal. She secretly promised Miao Changfeng that she would grant him one request when she returned from her travels.

Miao Changfeng had long coveted Liu Shuxue's body. Upon receiving her reply, his soul left his body, and he agreed to all of Liu Shuxue's requests without question.

Liu Shuxue's purpose in leaving the capital was, of course, to find Lin Feng.

Rumors spread everywhere that Lin Feng had been killed by Shu Qin of the reclusive Kunyu Mountain sect.

Liu Shuxue's intelligence came quickly and accurately. She asked around and confirmed that the information came from Elder Shuqin of Kunyu Mountain.

She knew that Shuqin was a renowned figure in a secluded sect, holding a high position and great power within the sect.

Especially for cultivators, one should not make promises or lie easily.

Although Liu Shuxue felt despair, she still felt a trace of resentment.

She felt that her judgment was not wrong; Lin Feng was no ordinary person, and judging from his appearance, he was definitely not a short-lived person.

Something must have gone wrong here.

After much agonizing, Liu Shuxue finally decided to go out and find Lin Feng herself.

Without Lin Feng, she felt she had no hope of surviving. It would be best to find Lin Feng as soon as possible, if it could confirm that Lin Feng was dead.

Liu Shuxue also made up her mind to leave this world with Lin Feng.

Although she appeared glamorous in public, Liu Shuxue's heart was empty and devoid of support without Lin Feng.

The huge flower boat traveled along the Fengze River, passing Guangfeng County. Ahead lay Yongning Prefecture, and further ahead was the Jinjiang River, which branched off. After passing this fork, the river ahead was called the Yongding River.

The flower boats moved slowly, and upon reaching the prefectural capital, they needed to disembark to purchase supplies.

According to Liu Shuxue's intelligence, Lin Feng was taken away by Shu Qin from Yingjian Gorge and entered the East China Sea along the Mi River.

Therefore, her route was to enter the sea from the Yongding River, bypass Quzhou Prefecture, go to Ganqing Prefecture, and then to Yingjian Gorge.

The Fengze River branches off in the southern part of Meijin County; to the northwest lies Luolingdu, and to the southeast lies the Yongding River.

Many fishermen along the Luolingdu River lived a decent living under the control of the canal gangs.

Among the many fishing boats, there was a dilapidated one that left Meijin County and headed straight for Chakou.

There was only one fisherman on the fishing boat, rowing alone towards the Yongding River.

The fisherman remained expressionless, ignoring the loud shouts coming from not far behind him.

His boat was stolen; the boat owner, along with a dozen or so people and three or four boats, caught up with them.

After all, there is strength in numbers, and soon three or four boats blocked the way of the dilapidated fishing boat.

The boat owner, a middle-aged man, pointed at the fisherman and cursed loudly.

"You bastard! I took pity on you and gave you a way to survive, but you haven't changed your ways and dared to steal my boat..."

"Brother Yu, why waste words with him? He can't hear you anyway. Just throw him into the river to feed the fish."

A man shouted loudly.

"That's right, he's a mute, Boss Yu, you've done more than enough."

"Tie him up tightly, don't let him break free. They're all people who struggle for their lives in the water, so they're all pretty good swimmers."

"Yes, knock them out before throwing them."

A group of more than a dozen men shouted and began to jump onto the dilapidated fishing boat.

The expressionless man stood on the boat, gripping the oars in his hand, motionless, lost in thought.

Boss Yu waved his hand: "Let's do it. Even if I'm blind, I've brought in an ingrate."

"Boss Yu is righteous, it's all because this mute is too ruthless."

"Yes, Boss Yu, there's no need to blame yourself..."

A group of men, talking amongst themselves, used bamboo poles to prop up the mute man's dilapidated fishing boat and stepped onto it.