Lin Hai felt that although he was planning to do something shameful, he had done a lot of shameful things before and after the time travel, such as stealing the credit of his colleagues. Of course, he had also been robbed by others. Therefore, he felt that his psychological tolerance was better. He deliberately cleared his throat - the result was even hoarser: "No one knows what we got."
"But we can't take the things away, and we also have to prevent someone from reporting us."
"There are dozens of yamen runners, jailers, and other such people in the team who I brought from the county. They absolutely obey me."
"The people who report it may not be our own."
“Without the plaintiff there would be no defendant.”
“Things can’t be taken away, nor can they be left where they are.”
"The east is richer, and the forces are more complex. We can start there, take the things south, and bury them."
"Bury it?"
"Yes, go south, bury it, and then retrieve it after the battle."
“That wasn’t necessarily our place after the war.”
"It seems that we have a better chance of winning in the southwest, and we can take it quietly. We are not attacking the city, so it shouldn't be a problem."
The above is the planning process of the biggest conspiracy that Lin Hai has experienced in his life so far.
Lin Hai often lamented afterwards that if he had really done that, there would be no turning back, and once the moral bottom line was pierced by his own hands, there would be no possibility of mending it again. He would probably be a happy bandit now, or more likely, one of the IOUs in the bandit-suppression army.
The military style is to act decisively and swiftly. Once you make up your mind, you have to start doing it.
After the captain personally led a reconnaissance mission to confirm their target, they decided to split up their forces three days later. Two centurions would lead a team to clear out a nearby bandit stronghold, the White Tiger Stronghold, a village known for its lack of culture and strength, a name that suggested it was a common sight. The captain and Lin Hai, along with dozens of their trusted men, would visit the village.
Of course, the captain's military orders clearly stated that the two hundred households were attacking the stronghold, and he was only personally leading the attack from another direction to prevent reinforcements and escape. As for why a bandit stronghold could have reinforcements, it was probably because the captain was a captain, so he could think more than you grassroots managers.
Along the way, whether it was the captain, Lin Hai, or the group of brothers who had already decided not to tell anyone after the job was done, they all put in a lot of mental preparation. After all, fighting and killing people is one thing, putting the property from the enemy's corpses on the battlefield into your own pocket is another, and looting and slaughtering the city under orders, distributing the spoils to the public and keeping some for yourself is another. All of these can be considered the same thing. But directly looting civilians with the intention of killing them to silence them is another.
This was the first time for everyone to do something like this, and the only reason they had to convince everyone was: "If this war continues, even if we stop fighting now, people will starve to death."
When the team arrived at the legendary manor that had been passed down for hundreds of years, they saw a raging fire and the sounds of fighting.
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