"Mr. Bingyi does not have to doubt our determination." Chen Yan said: "I am not from a Liao person, but I also have the determination to die. As for the other brothers, more than half were selected among the escaped people in Liao Town, and they have been trained in the past two years. Most of their families died at the hands of the Later Jin Dynasty. My dear brothers knew that we hoped to choose someone with family members, but the operation team members did not have such restrictions."

Cao Zhenyan nodded slightly. In fact, not only the operational personnel, but also the intelligence collection and delivery, and the hidden personnel can choose people with blood debts to join, because such people have a stronger will and are not easy to rebel under threats and torture. Most of them would rather die than beg for life because they had an incomparable hatred of the Later Jin Dynasty.

For similar military intelligence personnel, the upper level is just worried that they will inspire righteous indignation to take unnecessary risks, thereby exposing themselves to suffer unnecessary losses. In addition, the appointment of these intelligence personnel is very reassured by the senior management of the Military Intelligence Department.

"I absolutely have no intention of doubting your determination." Cao Zhenyan sighed and said, "I just doubt you have no chance to succeed."

Chen Jian's face changed and he said, "What does this mean by sir?"

"I don't suspect that you have more than 100 people," Cao Zhenyan explained patiently: "But there are dozens of Gebushxian guards in the place where the old slave sleeps, and at least two or three hundred vests and white armor on the periphery. Once the alarm is heard, more than a thousand warriors will come to support within half an hour. From infiltrating to taking action, you will have up to two quarters of an hour. In such a short time, you can solve so many Gebushxian and Gebushxian and find the old slave and kill it. I feel that the chance is quite slim."

Hearing such words, Chen Yan actually smiled without any anger.

He patted his hands gently, and several strong men walked out of the shadow with dark cannons in their arms.

Chen Yan said: "In addition to the various weapons on us, we also brought a few tiger squat cannons. Who can block this thing from fire nearby? The people in our operation team were originally good at breaking in a short period of time, creating chaos, and completing tasks with some people, and then retreating quickly."

At this time, a strong man grinned and said, "It doesn't matter if he can't withdraw this time. I owe millions of lives to the Han people in Liaodong. My family only has seven lives. I can kill the old slave, even if I die!"

"I have no regrets either!"

"Die a hundred times without regrets!"

"It's all you can do!"

Several people from the action team expressed their determination, and their tone was not passionate, but the determination to never regret it was quite obvious, which made people unable to doubt their determination to die.

This time they just came here tentatively. Dongjiang came to make trouble. He didn't expect any decent results. There were not many people coming. He would soon retreat under the attack of the Later Jin soldiers.

Cao Zhenyan did not immediately respond to these passionate men, he was still weighing the pros and cons.

Of course, things tonight are quite risky. Once any unpredictable consequences occur, it is likely that Cao Zhenyan himself will be exposed, which may make Cao Zhenyan and the family behind him dying.

It is understandable to understand such hesitation and remembering. Soldiers will be timid and afraid when facing life and death decisions. No one will blame anything. There are military laws on the battlefield, but there are no too strict regulations in normal times.

If the strings are usually too tight, they will only easily break on the battlefield.

If a person does not hesitate when facing his own life or the lives of his family, Chen Jian and others should consider whether they can rely on it and whether such people can cooperate.

Chen Yan said to Cao Zhenyan: "Mr. Bingyi only needs to provide us with the residence of the old slave, and then return to his residence as soon as possible. The subsequent performance is consistent with that of ordinary people. We came with the soldiers of Dongjiang Town, and no one would doubt anything."

Cao Zhenyan said: "I am not worried about myself, but I just feel that your chances are not very high. But what if I have the opportunity to kill the culprit, what if I have the chance to kill the culprit, what if I take my life?"

"Magnificent." A man from an action group praised: "We who remember the people must have this kind of spirit."

Another man grinned and said, "The boys from Dongjiang have always laughed at us for not sending troops. Let's ask them to see if we have a big vote. We men either don't move or move a big vote. Just like them, they just run back and forth on Jiannu's territory with guns and are chased around like rabbits. What's the point of being chased?"

Everyone agrees deeply. Recently, people in Dongjiang Town have been talking to the 12th Kuandian Regiment and the Hutchison staff on Pi Island with their nostrils facing the sky. The arrogant look makes people angry.

But there was no way. Dongjiang had real results after all. Although he did not achieve any decent results, he dared to attack three times and involved Jiannu's retreat, and he still received considerable praise in the court.

In the areas of Pidao, Tieshan and Yizhou, the two sides are already quite familiar with each other, and they have cooperation, friendship, and of course there will be friction and dissatisfaction.

Dongjiang Town is an army composed of a group of fugitives who have been lying on ice and snow, seeking to survive in extremely difficult environments. The 12th Regiment and the Hutchisons have always had high standards of military pay and various logistics supplies.

The gap between the two is really far apart. Hutchison occasionally gives Dongjiang some assistance and benefits, but the two sides are no longer in the honeymoon period of cooperation. They focus on fighting, and Dongjiang has suffered a considerable loss, which makes the resentment that both sides secretly breed even greater.

Fortunately, Hutchison has been absorbing people from Dongjiang, and a large number of people who may have starved to death boarded Hutchison's ships to go to sea, which is equivalent to gaining a new life.

This reduced the pressure on Dongjiang and also made the dissatisfaction and struggle between the two sides always just a struggle of will and there was no real life-and-death conflict.

The arrogance displayed by the people of Dongjiang Town is of course also called the people of Huji who were extremely dissatisfied. This time the assassination of Lao Nu was authorized by the Kuandian Military Information Department. Before this, the Military Information Branch had always had similar ideas, not only Nurhaci, but also senior officials of the Later Jin Dynasty such as Huang Taiji and Daishan.

However, these people lived in the core area of ​​the Later Jin Dynasty, and they usually had white armored guards. It was very difficult for a group of Han people to get in. After all, the Han people are now all organized into Guanzhuang to become their own robes. They are usually very strict in their robes and are not free in their robes. Such robes like Cao Zhenyan have more freedom in their robes and will also be subject to strict investigation.

Obtaining information can only be a transmission between Han people. Detailed works without identity can be easily detected.

This is also the most important reason why the Thirteen Mountains need to train intelligence personnel among the prisoners. It is difficult for outsiders to truly infiltrate the Jurchen regime.

The spy war in Dongjiang Town is more like a guerrilla warfare, poisoning, ambushing, and instigation. It is a very short-term war act. While bringing damage and panic to the Jurchen area, it is far less efficient and professional than Hutchison in terms of intelligence collection and transmission.

In contrast, it is difficult for the operation personnel of the Military Intelligence Department to make a difference.

This time, the killing order obtained before was effective. Otherwise, not only would the Military Information Branch not have the ability to take control of such a big deal, but even Yang Qiu, the Secretary of the Military Information Department, could not make any decisions.

For Zhang Han, as long as he does not involve the overall situation, he will not object to such a thing. The old slave's hands are covered in blood, and it is really too cheap to call him dead on the bed.

"This is the residence of the old slave." Cao Zhenyan received rigorous training, which is effective even though it is short-term.

A sketch is quite detailed, and the outer defense line and the inner defense map are very accurate and effective.

"Great kindness!" Chen Yan was overjoyed and bowed, "This is a great help to us."

"It's all right." Cao Zhenyan said: "There is still an approximate time for defense and shift changes. Please remember. I can't expose myself at will, just leave me."

"I hope there is a chance to see you again." Chen Yan also bowed his hand and said goodbye. Although they all had the belief and determination to die, they did not want them to die in this raid.

Cao Zhenyan nodded. He had been out for a long time and it would take about half an hour to go back, which was before midnight.

Chen Yan and others were expected to launch a raid before two o'clock. After all, Dongjiang had already been defeated and fled, and the pursuit of Eight Banners soldiers would not chase them too far. Although the moonlight was good, it was difficult to pursue them all night. After all, there were restrictions on the sight of objects at night. Once a war horse loses its hoof, it is very dangerous to both the knights and the war horses.

After saying goodbye, Cao Zhenyan rode his horse for a distance and listened with his ears. Sure enough, he found that the shouts of killing were gradually shifting south. It can be seen that the Dongjiang Town soldiers who came to attack had already been defeated and fled.

He continued to speed towards Tangchi, and did not deliberately hide his own traces. After walking halfway, he encountered many pointed whistles of the roar. Cao Zhenyan took the banner of the Fourteenth Prince, and there was no doubt about the sharp whistles. He told Cao Zhenyan the general story of the war ahead, and at the same time reminded him not to run too far, it would be better to go back quickly.

Cao Zhenyan had no objection to this, and it was enough to show off his fear and nervous look on his face.

When Cao Zhenyan rushed back to the station, it was almost midnight. When the guards and white armored men around him saw the Han man returning from coats, they all had sarcastic expressions on their faces. Fortunately, no one made things difficult for him. Cao Zhenyan grasped the rhythm of time very well, and the time and distance he came back were very consistent.

A few white armored men called Cao Zhenyan over and asked him about the situation of the battle ahead. Cao Zhenyan also reported it truthfully.

"The people from Dongjiang are really a group of lice." A white-armored sighed.

Another white armor said in a deep voice: "Lice are the most difficult to deal with. After being caught for a day, I don't know how many burned or drowned. I felt itchy again after a few days."

Maybe it felt that it was inappropriate to speak like this before a Han man was coated. A white armor waved his hand like a fly. Cao Zhenyan quickly shook the reins and rode his horse away.

When he arrived at the 14th Prince's residence, the little prince was not asleep yet. After hearing that Cao Zhenyan came back, he quickly summoned him in and spoke.
Chapter completed!