A daily intelligence report; in chaotic times and famine years, grain is plentiful.

"Twenty or thirty people?"

Huang Chengyue pondered for a moment, then his gaze fell on Wang Laoqi.

"Well, something is better than nothing. But Wang Laoqi, let me tell you, the more people you send, the more benefits you'll get later."

He said with a half-smile, his tone clearly implying something.

benefit?

Wang Laoqi's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood Huang Chengyue's meaning.

Huang Chengyue definitely wanted to make a profit from this batch of government grain.

The more people the Wang family has, the more profit they can get.

At this moment, Wang Laoqi felt a bit conflicted.

"The imperial court managed to dispatch tens of thousands of catties of grain, intended as provisions for the government troops. The first few batches have already been safely transported to the north city. Do you think there's a possibility that these last few batches might be robbed by bandits?"

Huang Chengyue suddenly whispered again.

"This matter is of utmost importance, and I dare not neglect it."

Hearing these words, Wang Laoqi felt that they sounded familiar.

In the past, the government's grain supplies would always be mysteriously stolen by bandits, and in the end, they would all fall into the hands of this group of local gentry.

This place is lucrative.

"Alright! I'll go back right away and bring all the manpower the Wang family has. We absolutely cannot let the bandits steal the government grain."

Wang Laoqi assured him.

A satisfied smile finally appeared on Huang Chengyue's face.

"That's right. Don't worry, I know you've had a tough time lately, and I definitely won't treat you unfairly."

"Thank you, Master Huang!"

……

Lingtou Village.

Chen Mo groggily opened his eyes, awakened by the system notification sound in his ear.

I've been busy moving supplies around the village lately, and I only select the most important pieces of information provided by the system.

[Daily information has been updated. Please select:]

【1: Thirty li outside the west gate of the north city, the government is escorting grain through the area. There are ten grain carts (guarded by a hundred men, mostly constables from the county government and temporarily conscripted local militia. Acquisition is difficult)】

[Intelligence 2: Wolf Valley, forty miles away, is a temporary supply depot for the vanguard of the Northern Army (specific supplies are unclear, and obtaining them is extremely difficult)]

【three:……】

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo immediately perked up, completely disregarding the intelligence below.

Zhenbei Army supplies?

The Zhenbei Army is an elite force guarding the northern border, constantly fighting against barbarians, and its combat power is ten thousand times stronger than any government troops.

They appeared forty miles away, which means that the elite troops of the imperial court who came to suppress the bandits were the Zhenbei Army.

Their targets naturally included Chen Mo and Lingtou Village.

He certainly wouldn't dare touch the supplies of the Zhenbei Army.

As for that batch of government grain, Chen Mo could choose to accept it.

There is no other reason.

Lingtou Village now has more than 300 people, and they consume a lot of food every day. Most of the village's stored grain has been moved to the sinkhole.

As for the new members who remained in the village, they would definitely not survive unless they tried to seize food from the government.

Although there were also a hundred men guarding the official grain rations, those county constables and local militia were a bunch of useless trash compared to the Zhenbei Army.

If you're going to beat someone, pick on the weak.

Chen Mo quickly got out of bed, ate something quickly to fill his stomach.

Now, he lives alone in the huge house.

My father and sister moved to Black Wind Ridge with the main force yesterday.

Chen Mo left his troops in the village to serve as a target and draw the attention of the government troops.

As long as the government troops keep their eyes on Lingtou Village, the people on Heifeng Ridge can farm peacefully and slowly accumulate strength.

Chen Mo dressed and rode his horse to the village entrance.

At this moment, in the open space of the village, the more than three hundred newly joined refugees were being trained by Liang Ming.

These people were starving refugees yesterday, but now Chen Mo has reorganized them into an army.

Since they were going to rise up against the government, they needed to recruit more people.

The world is now a desolate wasteland, with refugees everywhere. If Chen Mo can truly develop his power and gain some influence, he will be more than just a bandit.

Upon seeing Chen Mo approach, the group of refugees who were training all stopped what they were doing.

"Why did you wake up so late?"

Liang Ming also stepped forward.

"I have intelligence that a batch of government grain is being transported to the north city. We can seize it. The grain is still some distance from the north city, so we can ambush them in advance."

Chen Mo got straight to the point.

"Really? You're so well-informed? You live in the village every day, how do you know the government's grain transport routes so clearly? Do you have an informant in the county government?"

Liang Ming asked with considerable curiosity.

Chen Mo smiled faintly and did not reply.

I can't exactly tell Liang Ming that I have a system intelligence that updates daily.

Seeing his mysterious demeanor, Liang Ming didn't press him for details, but simply shook his head and smiled, "You're getting more and more interesting, kid."

Chen Mo always manages to obtain this crucial intelligence, and he also possesses the ability to win people's hearts. Given time, Lingtou Village's development will definitely surpass that of Qingfeng Village.

It could even be said that in the future, it might not just be a village.

"So when will we make our move?"

Liang Ming put aside his thoughts and asked.

"We can set off after breakfast."

Chen Mo replied, and then explained his plan.

"no problem."

Liang Ming nodded in agreement.

Chen Mo nodded slightly, then turned to the group of new members who were training and shouted, "Everyone, listen to me."

The crowd put down their weapons and gathered around.

"Today we're going to pull off a big heist—rob the government's grain carts! If we succeed, we won't have to worry about food for the next few months!"

Chen Mo shouted loudly.

These words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Robbing government grain? Wouldn't that be too dangerous?"

Someone said nervously.

"What's there to be afraid of! When we were starving before, we often robbed grain carts."

"Follow Brother Chen!"

In an instant, others joined in.

These refugees were all desperate people; if they had any chance to survive, they wouldn't have come here to become rebels.

Moreover, we've already received such good food on our very first day here. If we leave, we'll only be able to continue to starve.

No one is afraid of danger as long as there is a chance to survive.

Chen Mo raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"You guys finish your breakfast first, then we'll get ready to leave."

Chen Mo turned around and waved.

Then, the villagers in charge of distributing the grain immediately carried over several baskets of potatoes.

The crowd immediately gathered around obediently, waiting to receive their food.

The group was initially very quiet; they took the food and went to eat it on the side.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly arose from a corner of the crowd.

"Are you looking for trouble! Each person is only allowed one serving, and you actually tried to steal it!"

"Beat him up!"

Before long, a series of curses erupted, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

Chen Mo frowned and quickly walked over.

In the crowd, a tall man was being beaten by five people.

The man looked rather thin, but his frame was unusually broad, making him a head taller than the refugees next to him.

He held two potatoes in his hand, and no matter how much people hit him, he wouldn't let go, and even tried to stuff the potatoes into his mouth.

"Stop it, all of you!"