Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

The Yue family's employees, accountants, maids, and old women were all dragged out of the gate one by one and knelt in the street.

Cheng Qian dismounted and slowly walked to Yue Wanjin. Looking down at this old man who had once held sway over Hezhou City, he spoke calmly:

"Yue Wanjin, your son is a commander who should be stationed at the garrison, but he has moved the garrison to Lianhai County without authorization and is colluding with the rebel Lin Mo!"

How much silver did your money exchange handle for Lianhai County? How much medicinal herb did your herbal medicine shop transport to Lianhai County?

Do you really think nobody knows?

You know better than anyone whether your caravan is carrying medicinal herbs or military equipment every time it sails to Lianhai.

The Yue family's shop has sold countless items from Lianhai over the years.

Soap, glass cups, toilet water—aren't they all shipped from Lianhai?

You helped Lin Mo dispose of stolen goods and launder money for him; the Yue family and Lianhai County have long been in cahoots.

Lin Mo's disobedience to imperial orders and his private imprisonment of court officials make him a clear traitor.

"Your Yue family colluded with rebels. Is that charge enough to warrant the confiscation of your property?"

Yue Wanjin opened his mouth, wanting to explain but not knowing how, and finally could only stubbornly say:

"Lord Lin is not a traitor!"

"Hmph! Whether someone is a traitor or not is up to the Emperor!"

take away!"

Yue Wanjin was abducted.

The warehouse door was forced open by soldiers.

Inside, there were mountains of soap, glasses, and cologne. The silver was pulled out by the soldiers in carts and transported to Hezhou Prefecture.

Cheng Qian watched this scene, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"The Yue family is really rich!"

Meanwhile, the advance troops have already set off towards Cangwu County.

Five thousand elite soldiers marched along the official road in a grand procession, their swords and spears like a forest, their momentum overwhelming.

The message was transmitted back to the Lianhai County government office immediately via radio from spies embedded in Hezhou City.

Zhou Ping stood in front of Lin Mo's desk and handed him a copy of the telegram:

"The advance force of 5,000 troops is already on its way and will arrive in Cangwu County tonight according to their pace."

The main force of over 40,000 men has set up camp outside Hezhou City and is expected to break camp early tomorrow morning.

Cheng Qian personally supervised the battle, and there were even rumors in the army that an imperial edict had been issued by the Empress herself to quell the rebellion.

Furthermore, the Yue family's property was confiscated; all their goods were transported to Hezhou Prefecture by Cheng Qian, their main store was burned down, and both Old Master Yue and his eldest son were imprisoned. All of the Yue family's businesses were shut down.

Lin Mo took the copy, glanced at it, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table a few times.

Fifty thousand troops sounds intimidating, but in the end, they were nothing more than infantry formations from the era of cold weapons.

Although his Flying Tigers and Thousand Households combined numbered less than 1,500, they were a modern army equipped with automatic firepower.

In the Battle of Heishigou, one hundred Flying Tigers defeated six thousand rebels. Now, with their forces expanded more than ten times, fifty thousand troops are nothing more than targets lined up to die.

What he was really worried about was the martial arts masters who might be mixed in with the army. He still vividly remembered the movement techniques of the Hehuan Sect Master and the Supreme Elder.

He stood up, walked to his desk, and opened the aerial 3D model on his laptop.

A 3D map of the area near Cangwu County slowly rotated before his eyes.

The city walls, official roads, coastline, and port—every terrain is so clearly visible that you can count the roof tiles.

Cangwu County is right next to the waterway. From Lianhai Port, ships can sail directly into the waters near Cangwu County along the waterway and use shipboard firepower to cover the enemy troops on the official road from the flank.

He zoomed in on the image of the official road area, drew a line on the screen with his finger, then turned around and began issuing combat orders.

"The Flying Tigers and the main force of the Thousand Households were stationed on the city wall of Cangwu County."

All firing ports and ramparts were reinforced with concrete bunkers, and ammunition was supplied in three basic loads.

Landmines were laid around the city walls, and machine gun positions were set up on the high points on both sides of the official road.

The naval regiment dispatched ships to sail along the waterway to the waters of Cangwu County, and launched a barrage of fire on the official road from the river.

All the heavy machine guns and mortars on the ship were put into use.

That helicopter...

Who was chosen as the pilot?

How's the training going?

Zhou Ping replied:

"The pilot was one of the first team members to go there with you. His name is Zhao Feng. He has seen the modern battlefield and learned helicopter operation the fastest."

The bombardier was also chosen from the Flying Tigers; his name was Han Tietou, and his accuracy was unparalleled.

The machine gunners were also the most accurate shooters in the Flying Tigers.

Lin Mo nodded:

"Load the ammunition for the armed helicopters tonight, and they'll take off first thing tomorrow morning."

Tell the pilots to focus their bombing on the enemy's rear command system and supply convoys, and not to give their commanders a chance to organize an effective attack.

I'll explain the specific tactics to him in person later.

Zhou Ping accepted the order and was about to turn around when Lin Mo called him back:

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Mo tapped his fingers lightly twice on the desk and lowered his voice to give the order:

"Cheng Qian has confiscated the Yue family's property. He might take Old Master Yue hostage in the army, and he might push Yue Wanjin to the front lines as a human shield during the siege."

Zhou Ping, pick a few of the best-skilled spies from those lurking in Hezhou. Tonight, under cover of darkness, sneak into Cheng Qian's main camp. Don't linger in battle. There's only one objective: to rescue Yue Wanjin and Yue Pengju alive.

At the same time, nearby Flying Tigers were dispatched to provide support on the official road.

Once successful, immediately retreat towards Cangwu County, avoiding the main official road and instead taking the mountain path to the north.

"receive!"

Zhou Ping nodded solemnly, then turned and strode out of the study.

Under the cover of night, the rescue team sneaked into the Hezhou City prison.

There was an inside man who had bribed the prison guards beforehand, and these spies were all quite skilled, so the whole process was clean and efficient.

Yue Wanjin and Yue Pengju were transferred out of the city overnight and sent to Cangwu County.

Cheng Qian only learned of Yue Wanjin and his companion's escape early the next morning. He was furious at the prison gate, but he could only suppress his anger for the time being and devote all his energy to the upcoming military operation.

The military camps stretching for miles outside Hezhou City began to stir.

The 50,000-strong army broke camp and set off in a mighty procession, their banners obscuring the sun and their weapons like a forest, heading towards Cangwu County.

As Cheng Qian rode his tall horse, gazing at the army stretching out before him like a long dragon, his heart brimming with pride.

With an army of 50,000, it would only take a snap of his fingers to flatten Cangwu County and Lianhai County. He wanted to show Lin Mo what would happen if he, Cheng Qian, messed with him!

After marching all day, the army set up camp in an open valley at dusk.

The campsites stretched across the entire riverbank, with campfires twinkling in the air, and soldiers on night patrol carrying torches moved around the perimeter of the camp.

Cheng Qian sat in the central command tent, discussing the specific plans for tomorrow's siege with several deputy generals around a map.

The tent was brightly lit by candlelight, and the lieutenants were arguing incessantly. Some advocated a frontal assault, while others suggested dividing the troops for a flanking maneuver.

Cheng Qian, holding a teacup, listened to his subordinates' argument and was about to speak to make a decision when he suddenly heard a strange buzzing sound coming from outside the tent.

The sound grew louder and louder as it approached, like the flapping of wings of some giant insect in the night sky.