Fang Zhiyi smiled: "I am determined to eliminate the bandits, so I have to resort to this last resort."
"As a last resort? Do you know that what you did caused the people to panic?" Yan Qi asked.
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "If we don't do it, will the matter disappear? We must let them know the truth." He paused. "Captain Yan, don't you think you can wipe out the bandits with just your men?"
Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was being looked down upon by the person in front of him: "My regiment can sweep across the entire Xicheng! The bandits are nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs!"
"Damn it, why am I not this guy..."
"What are you mumbling about?"
Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath and said, "According to my rough statistics, there are more than ten bandit camps of varying sizes around Xicheng, with some even numbering nearly a thousand people, and they are hiding in the mountains. Captain Yan, you don't think you have enough energy to deal with them, do you?"
Yan Qi was silent for a few seconds, his puzzled eyes never leaving Fang Zhiyi's face. The man in front of him seemed to have a lot on his mind.
"What do you want?" Yan Qi asked.
Fang Zhiyi didn't waste any time: "Help you suppress the bandits, no, suppress the bandits for the people."
He knew Yan Qi's character. This guy didn't care about any achievements at all. All he wanted was fairness. However, people like him usually died miserably. Even if he didn't offend the male protagonist, he would sooner or later become a victim of the warlord struggle.
After just one night's conversation, Yan Qi clearly felt that the vision of the man in front of him named Fang Zhiyi was more experienced than his own, no, even more experienced than the army commander. Unconsciously, he also lowered his posture a lot.
"Sir, what do you think is the best course of action?" Yan Qi asked. "To be honest, I was sent here to garrison troops, and we don't have enough ammunition or food."
This is also why in the original plot he was unable to deal with Yuan Qian, the leader of the male protagonist's faction.
Fang Zhiyi just looked at him and said, "From today on, all matters related to suppressing bandits will be handled by me. Is that okay?"
Yan Qi stared at Fang Zhiyi, finding it increasingly difficult to see through him. After a moment, he said, "As expected, heroes emerge in troubled times. Sir, you should at least reassure me first."
Fang Zhiyi was well prepared. He stood up and walked to the map beside him, picked up a pen and made a few strokes.
"Here, this is Fang's sincerity to you."
Yan Qi was skeptical.
The next day, Yan Qi's troops claimed that they were going out for training and rushed out of the city.
But at this time, Fu Yunshen frowned: "Who on earth did this?" The news of the city walls covered with complaints of injustice yesterday had spread everywhere. Now, the people around him started cursing the bandits for being unscrupulous. This made him, a former bandit leader, very uncomfortable, and a bad feeling gradually rose in his heart.
Good mother Chen Zhixia hugged him and said, "It's okay. You are no longer the head of Qingfeng Village. You are my husband, the owner of the grocery store, Fu Yunshen."
She was very glad that Fu Yunshen had never revealed his real name and that the world did not know what he looked like.
Fu Yunshen smiled, but he was still nervous.
Wherever Yan Qi's troops went, wild beasts and bandits all fled. They were not stupid enough to fight the regular army with firepower, which made it extremely convenient for Yan Qi.
When he saw the boxes of gold and silver in the cave, his eyes widened. Just as he was about to go forward and touch them, Fang Zhiyi's words rang in his mind.
"I wonder how many innocent souls are hanging on that money."
Yan Qi withdrew his hand and ordered his subordinates to carry away the gold and silver.
In the middle of the night, the troops returned to Xicheng. After counting the money, the adjutant couldn't stop smiling. The money was enough for them to expand the army! Of course, he could only think about it. If he really expanded the army, the Marshal would probably take off his dog head and hang it on the city gate.
At this moment, the way he looked at Fang Zhiyi also changed, from the previous wariness to a shining look in his eyes, as if Fang Zhiyi was a walking God of Wealth.
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