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Jiang Haobai examined the bodies and could tell that four of them had died from being headshot by one person.

"The squad leader was hacked to death, probably by someone with a deep hatred, who hacked him to death. It seems something serious happened beforehand."

Jiang Haobai straightened up, stroked his chin, and analyzed.

"Four people were killed by one person, and this person was extremely agile."

"This guy is strong... Although those four border soldiers are useless, he's still a border soldier, and the man who could kill them must be very strong!"

Jiang Haobai frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled. Who could possibly have such ability? Could it be that someone already knew about that matter?

Someone with such skills must be from the imperial court, which would be a very serious matter.

"Sir, was it the work of the horse-breeding captain?" one of Jiang Haobai's subordinates asked, frowning slightly.

"But I've investigated his background. He's just a poor, pedantic scholar who has never been to the battlefield. How could he possess such skills?"

Jiang Haobai shook his head, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.

"In this chaotic world, there are plenty of hidden talents and powerful figures. Do you think only our young master would hide his abilities?"

He sighed as he spoke, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood and dirt from his fingertips.

"What should we do now?" The border soldier frowned slightly and asked, "Should I take a few brothers...?"

As he spoke, he gestured as if he were slitting his throat.

"Strike while the iron is hot, but the momentum will wane on the second attempt and be exhausted on the third." Jiang Haobai narrowed his eyes and glanced at the border soldier.

"You guys can't even beat them with this? You still want to go? You're all idiots!"

He looked at him with disdain and snorted coldly.

"Ye Chen cannot live, but we don't necessarily have to take action. I heard he doesn't get along with Chief Ma Ying, so let him handle this."

Jiang Haobai stared intently at his subordinates and said, "There are many refugees these days, and the world is so chaotic. It's quite normal for him to be robbed and killed by a few people."

"Keep a close eye on the horse camp. I need to know what's going on there, I need to know everything about the horse farm!"

……

Six days have passed since Ye Chen transmigrated to the late Qin Dynasty. Tomorrow he will leave the horse camp and head to Huangchen Pass.

Ye Chen's life was fulfilling for the past six days. He was extremely strict with his physical training, to the point of being almost pathological.

Ye Chen spent three days recovering his physical strength. Although he couldn't compare to his modern physique, he was still capable of fighting and could easily handle even a hundred people attacking him.

For three days, Ye Chen wore sandbags on his legs whether he was walking, working, or running.

Whether it's weighted cross-country running or taking time out of a busy schedule to practice squats, Russian push-ups, and dips.

Many of the training movements Ye Chen performed were things his subordinates had never even seen before, yet Ye Chen himself underwent a dramatic transformation, his physique gradually developing strong, muscular lines.

With the money to improve his diet, Ye Chen's physical fitness quickly caught up, and his physique improved more and more.

As the saying goes, "three parts practice, seven parts diet," Ye Chen spared no effort in honing his body while also repeatedly training his use of a shotgun.

Not only has Ye Chen changed a lot, but his nine subordinates have also changed a lot. Even that monkey no longer goes to drink and carouse, but instead follows Ye Chen around to train.

That evening, Ye Chen led his team to complete the final hay transport.

Ye Chen, together with three squad leaders, successfully pulled off the switcheroo, while Zhang San was ultimately transferred away by Qian Wansan through his connections.

Of course, on the surface, none of this had anything to do with Qian Wansan.

On the way back, the tired monkey quietly approached Ye Chen, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"What, do you have something to say?" Ye Chen couldn't stand having a man following him around; he felt strangely uncomfortable.

"Captain, look, you have a triangular bayonet and a cannonball gun now, and Uncle Yan has a Qi family sword. When are you going to get me some equipment?" Monkey said with a fawning expression.

"What gun? We don't need one, but we're heading to Desolate Dust Pass anyway, so we need to have a handy weapon."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Alright, since I'm taking you to Desolate Dust Pass, I'll naturally equip you with weapons."

"Don't worry, I've prepared everything. I'll give it to you when the time comes."

"If we have the opportunity, we will lead you into battle, help you achieve great things, and create a new world for us."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, the monkey felt his blood boil and followed Ye Chen to eat the incense.

Now that he's on Ye Chen's ship, he's been living a life of luxury and comfort, and he's sure to achieve great things with Ye Chen in the future.

Ye Chen equipped the remaining eight of them with their own weapons, since the Desolate Dust Pass was too threatening.

Monkey was quick-witted. Before entering the border army camp, he was incredibly accurate with his slingshot, and it could be said that he could hit the target every time within 20 paces!

Hearing Ye Chen's words, the monkey was overjoyed, wondering what kind of weapon it would receive.

……

After Ye Chen returned home, he asked Qin Mengyao to pack her things so they could leave the horse camp early the next morning and head to Huangchen Pass.

Qin Mengyao really did have the air of a housekeeper, tidying up everything that needed to be tidied up.

She folded her clothes neatly, wrapped her cloth shoes and stuffed them into the inner layer, and placed the dry food and salt bag on top. She brought everything she could.

Ye Chen then took out a hoe, sickle, and machete, and tied them together with hemp rope.

There was also the only short knife in the house, and the tools that Er Gouzi had prepared for him.

We prepared everything we needed for our trip to Huangchen Pass, including rice and noodles, and even got 10 good horses from Uncle Lao Gen.

"Brothers, I think you all want to have a gun, but that will take some time. I will equip you with special short guns in the future," Ye Chen said, looking at his nine brothers.

"There is still great danger on this trip to Desolate Dust Pass. These are the tools I have prepared for you, one for each of you."

Ye Chen distributed the specially made weapons to each of his brothers.

"Monkey, you are the most suitable to use a gun. It's just that Er Gouzi's modified gun is not finished yet. Once he finishes modifying it, it will be handed over to you to use."

The monkey looked overjoyed at the crossbow bolt Ye Chen had given him. The bolt was about twenty centimeters long, which was a perfect fit for the small monkey.

"Captain Xie, thank you! I really like this crossbow! From now on, I'll take care of your back!"

Ten people mounted ten horses. Ye Chen reached out and pulled Qin Mengyao onto the warhorse, and they charged straight out of the horse camp towards Huangchen Pass.

Ye Chen carried Qin Mengyao as he rode ahead, followed by nine underlings, raising dust and creating waves.

A procession of 10 warhorses headed north along the official road.

The morning light shone from behind them, casting long shadows that stretched across the earthen road.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter!..."

After walking about two miles, we heard the sound of rapid hoofbeats behind us.