1397 Scammer, no good stuff for free

No matter how scared she was, Feng Qingchen gritted her teeth and held on. She had to control these twelve thousand private soldiers.

It was not enough to have a good background. Was Feng Li's status as a legitimate daughter high? But she had been living a miserable life for the past fifteen years. If she wanted to be free and unrestrained, she had to have the corresponding power.

So what if she was born noble? Without the corresponding power, her birth would bring her fatal harm.

"Go down." Only a hundred meters from the ground, Feng Qingchen's tense body relaxed a little.

She can do it.

"Qingchen?" Why is he so stubborn? With him around, Qingchen doesn't need to do these things.

"I can do it. Jump down and deal with these things. We still have to rush back." She didn't have much time. There was also Li Xuanyue on the farm. Feng Qingchen was really afraid that she would cause trouble.

The Ninth Prince felt distressed, but he could do nothing about Feng Qingchen.

"Close your eyes."

Carrying Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince jumped up and landed steadily on the ground. Xuan Shaoqi, who had been waiting for Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince, also jumped down when he saw this, but the two did not land in the same place.

"Dangdangdang..." As soon as he landed, the sound of copper bells came from under his feet, followed by a uniform sound of footsteps: "An outsider has broken in."

"Boom, boom, boom..." The war drums beat, and black dots suddenly appeared on the empty ground.

"It's quite interesting." The Ninth Prince said with a smile.

Before the soldiers rushed out, Feng Qingchen calmed down his fear and patted his cheeks to avoid looking too pale and showing cowardice.

She is not the Ninth Prince. She does not have the ability to make people surrender with just a glance. She does not have the aura to look down on the world. She is just an ordinary person who cannot be more ordinary.

Feng Qingchen had made all the preparations, and even thought about how to deal with this group of people, but...

"Are these my private soldiers?" These people, ragged, pale and thin, barely better than beggars, were the soldiers she took over.

"It seems so." The Ninth Prince took a quick look and made sure he was not in the wrong place. This was not a refugee camp, but the place where Grandpa Zhai practiced privately.

He praised too early.

"Who are you? Anyone who trespasses into the valley will be killed without mercy." Fortunately, this group of beggar soldiers were not real beggars. They had sharp eyes and although the weapons in their hands were strange, their formations were commonly used for attack and defense. They were by no means unorganized and undisciplined beggars.

A sleight of hand?

"Where is your leader? I want to see her." Feng Qingchen said calmly with his left hand behind his back.

"We don't understand what you are saying. This is a prominent village and we don't have any leader. What are you outsiders going to do?" The beggar soldier looked at Feng Qingchen assessing the situation and nodded to the person beside him, with murderous intent suddenly revealed.

Village? Feng Qingchen was more and more certain that this group of people might be pretending, but their pretending was not very convincing and could only fool laymen. The movements they had just made when they gathered were obviously those of soldiers.

"Tell your commander that Feng Qingchen from Feng Mansion is here." The other party was murderous, and Feng Qingchen had no intention of fighting with this group of people.

"Wait." The beggar soldier was not surprised at all. He responded and retreated.

"It seems that the other party already knows our identity." Xuan Shaoqi said.

"It's normal for them to know. We triggered the Yin Sha Formation on the mountain. If they don't know, I would think they are incompetent." Feng Qingchen had high expectations for this private army.

The person who could set up such a strange formation and place bells on the ground and control this private army must be very powerful. He might even be some hidden master, but...

"Are you the commander?" Feng Qingchen looked at the burly middle-aged man in front of him and had to admit that he was a little disappointed.

This is not the demeanor of a master at all.

"I am Li Ze, your subordinate, to meet you young lady." Li Ze simply said

He knelt down on his knees. Although his clothes were not tattered, they were not in good condition either.

It was so black that you couldn't tell its original color, and even from three steps away, you could smell the peculiar odor on him.

When these people rushed over, the Ninth Prince had a cold face and remained silent, with his eyebrows knotted into a knot.

In front of a group of dirty men, a man with mysophobia can't afford to be hurt.

"Get up." Although Feng Qingchen had a lot of questions in her mind, she did not ask directly. She let Li Ze lead the way. She wanted to visit this training ground and meet her soldiers so that they would know who was the master.

The fact that Feng Qingchen could enter the valley was a testament to her strength. Li Ze did not make things difficult for Feng Qingchen and led her around.

"I'll wait for you here." The Ninth Prince knew without a doubt how bad the living conditions of these private soldiers were.

"I'm not going either." Xuan Shaoqi did it purely to avoid suspicion, and Feng Qingchen didn't force him, so he wandered around by himself.

She knew that military training was hard, not to mention the secretive training of private soldiers, but she had not imagined that these private soldiers would have such a miserable life.

The only place to live is a cave, which is dark, damp and without sunlight. Hundreds of people are crammed into one cave, and the pungent smell can be smelled at the door.

Although the other soldiers were not as ragged as before, none of them wore clean clothes. Needless to say, their faces were all black. Feng Qingchen looked over and saw that...

When they saw her, most of them looked indifferent and turned their heads away after just one glance, like a prisoner who had been detained for a long time, without any energy at all.

Feng Qingchen's heart sank and he became worried about the soldiers under his command.

"Is this what the soldiers eat?" Feng Qingchen pointed at the black grain and wild vegetables on the ground, then looked at the pot that looked like it hadn't been washed for hundreds of years, and almost vomited.

She spent more than 100,000 taels of silver, and this is what happened?

Not to mention meat, there's not even a hint of oil. How can this be considered physical training? These private soldiers are just half-grown children, seventeen or eighteen years old, the age when they can eat.

"To answer the question, young lady, we have always come here this way." Li Ze said with his head down.

"How many years?"

"Five years."

"Five years? How many people were there originally, and how many are there now?" Feng Qingchen's heart sank. Was Mr. Zhai giving her private soldiers or causing trouble for her? Why did she want such soldiers?

"At the beginning, there were only a few hundred people. Later, more and more joined. At the peak, there were 20,000 people." They were all orphans or beggars. Compared with starving to death, they are doing well now.

"What about now? How many people are left?" Feng Qingchen took a breath and told himself to stay calm.

She spent so much effort to get these private soldiers, so they can't be scum.

"Ten thousand people."

"What? Only 10,000 people are left? The rest are all dead?" The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Feng Qingchen doubted what she was taking over.

"No, only a thousand people died in five years." Li Ze hesitated for a moment before saying.

"What about the remaining nine thousand people?" Feng Qingchen looked at Li Ze with a sharp gaze, not allowing him to retreat.

She said, how could Master Zhai train his soldiers like this? He spent more than 100,000 taels of silver a month. She would cry to death...

She is not a charity runner, so she does not have that much money to support idle people. Even if she wanted to, she would not support them here. She would support them openly and honestly and then earn a good reputation.

"this……"

Feng Qingchen interrupted impatiently: "Say..."

"Miss Feng, please don't embarrass me. I can't say anything." Li Ze looked embarrassed.

"General Li, don't forget that I am your master now. You took my money and you have to hide things from me?" Feng Qingchen's face was as cold as frost. Li Ze was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. At this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Miss Feng, don't embarrass General Li!"

A word to readers: The remaining two updates will be published later!