Xuan Ying's words cheered up Gu Yun.

"Eagle," he asked in a low voice, "are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

Xuan Ying: "I guarantee this with my life."

The "Eagle" is the most special of all the military branches. Although it is not the most fuel-consuming, it is extremely difficult to maintain. The Black Eagle needs to be maintained by a special person organized by the Lingshu Academy every year. On the whole, it is definitely not cheaper than heavy armor. In comparison, heavy armor is much more common. Each army and even Kuai Lantu's guard team have several sets of such equipment. However, looking at the territory of Daliang, the only "Eagle Division" that has been formed is the Black Eagle.

Where did these bandits get their eagles?

Stolen from the Black Iron Camp?

Gu Yun suddenly stood up and walked out with big strides. The Xingzilin bandit den was in a tense situation. Fu Zhicheng, who had been stripped of his armor and tied up, knelt in the middle. When he saw Gu Yun, he shouted loudly, "Marshal! Marshal, I am innocent!"

Gu Yun raised his leg and kicked him right in the chest. Fu Zhicheng, a big and strong man, was kicked away by him. He spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled on the ground, choking and coughing, unable to speak.

"You are wronged?" Gu Yun said coldly, "You bastard, you have a bunch of rebels under your nose, with heavy armor and light furs, Baihong arrays stretching two miles, and even "eagles". They are more luxurious than our Daliang Jiangnan navy. You are really capable, Fu Zhicheng!"

Fu Zhicheng rolled on the ground in a panic, his expression of shock not pretending, and he kept saying, "Marshal, I swear to heaven I don't know where their iron eagles came from. Even my southern Xinjiang garrison doesn't have eagles!"

Shen Yi whispered, "Marshal, I interrogated him all night yesterday, and General Fu himself couldn't explain the origin of the purple gold. He only admitted that he asked Jingxu to make the contact."

"You fool who is seeking the skin of a tiger, you think you have a spotted cat." Gu Yun stared at Fu Zhicheng fiercely for a moment, "Explore again, bring the map - everyone assemble, prepare to encircle and suppress the rebels, the garrison in southern Xinjiang will be temporarily taken over by me, and those who disobey my order will be punished by military law!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to put on his light fur armor, but when he touched the bow, he touched nothing. Then he remembered that he had already given his bow and arrows to Chang Geng.

Gu Yun was slightly stunned and asked, "Where is Chang Geng?"

Taoist Jingxu quickly passed through the long secret passage in the mountains, where someone was waiting for him.

He was a tall man. His facial features looked as if they were carved by a knife under the gas lamp. There was a deep nasolabial fold at the corner of his mouth. It was hard to tell his exact age or where he was from. In short, he was not from the Central Plains. His face was tanned, and the exposed skin was covered with a layer of weathered color. His eyes were slightly blue, and he was staring at a huge sand table.

Facing this person, Jingxu showed extreme caution: "Mr. Ya, will Gu Yun be fooled?"

"Mr. Ya" raised his head and glanced at Jingxu: "You may be able to trick him over, but you can't hold him back. Marquis Anding has been on the battlefield since he was a child. If he comes over and takes a look, he will know that you flying in the sky and running on the ground, the steel armors have no fighting power to fight against the Black Iron Camp."

Jingxu was stunned: "Then..."

Mr. Ya raised a finger and said, "Remember I told you that the Black Iron Camp was built by three generations of your country with all its strength. It is one of the top armies in the world. It is a weapon that is beyond our time. Don't even think about fighting them head-on. That would be like a giant beating a baby. What we need to do is to lure the tiger away from the mountain for a short time and hold them back."

He tapped his finger lightly on the sand table: "Gu Yun will be attracted by the flying eagles and heavy armor we put out in the open. Although we can't hold him back for long, I just got a message. Fu Zhicheng did you a favor. He moved most of the garrison troops to the apricot forest. Now the inner defense of the garrison in Southern Xinjiang is empty. The people who stayed behind don't even know that you have fallen out."

Jingxu's eyes lit up.

"You just need to hide the person in the Zi Liujin transport box like you did every time when you helped Fu Zhicheng escort the Zi Liujin. The people from the Southwest Baggage Department will neither stop you nor make a fuss. When the time comes, we can cooperate with each other from inside and outside," Mr. Ya made a plan, "and we can take over the Southwest Baggage Department in less than a cup of tea."

There are large quantities of purple gold in the southwest baggage storage area. As long as one person stands there with a torch, not to mention the Black Iron Camp, even if immortals come, they won't dare to move forward.

"There are tens of millions of kilograms of purple gold there. If it is burned, even the Marquis of Anding cannot bear the blame." Mr. Ya gently turned the gas lamp hanging on the sand table, which made his eyes flicker in the darkness. An ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You will have a lot of room for negotiation with the court."

Their plan was thorough, but at this time in southern Xinjiang, there was another force that had not yet emerged.

Chang Geng of Xingzilin received the second wooden bird before the Xuantie Camp army moved.

The first one flew over and was let go by Chang Geng. Shen Yi didn't even touch its hair. When he saw the second one flying in, General Shen's saliva flowed three feet long. He came forward happily, rubbing his hands and said, "Your Highness, look at this... Can I open it for you?"

Chang Geng readily gave it to him. The wooden bird was so realistic that when he held it in his hand, he could hardly tell the difference except for the softness and hardness of the touch.

Shen Yi held the divine bird in his palms, feeling his heart melting: "It can nod and peck at me!"

"..." Gu Yun, "Old lady, please don't embarrass yourself, okay?"

With the divine bird in hand, what is Marquis Anding?

Shen Yicai ignored him and touched the back of the wooden bird with an intoxicated look on his face, carefully looking for the mechanism on the wooden bird's belly.

Shen Yi: "Then I opened it."

Chang Geng: "Wait, I need to shake first..."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Yi had already quickly pried open the mechanism on the wooden bird's belly. There was actually a secret hidden in the small bird's belly. As soon as the lid was opened, a ball of paper popped out like a cannonball and hit General Shen's high nose bridge, almost making him bleed from the nose. Then he couldn't wait to smear General Shen's face with paper.

Shen Yi: “…”

The bird's belly, which was no bigger than a palm, was filled with a piece of paper that could cover the entire wall.

"You have to shake it first," Chang Geng finally had the chance to finish his words, "because the bird's stomach has limited space, sometimes they use 'sea pattern paper'..."

After hearing this, Shen Yi ignored the tears that still welled up in his eyes and muttered in a muffled voice, "Oh, sea-pattern paper! I know, it's a kind of paper made with a special technique. No matter how big a piece is, it can be pressed into the size of a pill, and the ink won't smudge. It will even return to being flat after a long time!"

Nothing in the world can stop General Shen from his endless stream of lectures, not even a disabled body and a strong will, nor a bloody nose.

"Why didn't I smash his mouth?" Gu Yun thought without any sympathy, and snatched the sea-patterned paper that looked like a murder weapon.

It was a blueprint of an "Eagle Armor". From the wings to the golden box, and even the mask and armor, everything was drawn in detail and realistically. There was a big "Ge" character at the end of the signature.

"Is this the eagle in the bandit's hand?" Although Gu Yun is not a long-arm master, various battle armors are half of his body. He is very familiar with them. He can tell the difference between the eagle on the blueprint and the black eagle at a glance. "This is too shoddy."

Shen Yi covered his nose and came over to take a look, and said: "I think it is at least lighter than the weight of a set of light fur coats of Xuanying. I'm afraid it's to save fuel."

"Kites are more fuel-efficient." Gu Yun muttered, but before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, "Wait!"

Although this flying eagle armor is just an embroidered pillow, the designer undoubtedly knows about eagle armor. Could it be that he doesn't know that this armor has no combat effectiveness? The opponent hung the eagle armor high up like this, which is undoubtedly a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

The question is where is the "mountain"?

When you hit a snake, you have to hit it at its weakest part. Where is the weakest part of the Southern Xinjiang garrison... or even Gu Yun himself?

Gu Yun suddenly turned around and walked towards Fu Zhicheng: "Where do you usually let those bandits send the purple gold?"

Fu Zhicheng's face was covered in blood. He looked at Gu Yun in confusion for a moment, then realized something and showed a wavering look on his face - admitting to smuggling purple gold, wouldn't that confirm the charge of treason?

At this time, Chang Geng spoke softly from behind Gu Yun: "General Fu, you have to think clearly. Governor Kuai has died at your hands. Lord Sun from the Ministry of War has testified that you have committed treason by letting your troops commit crimes. For a man who is doomed to die, what is the difference between dying in the capital and dying here?"

Fu Zhicheng had never seen a man as gentle and noble as the Fourth Prince. When he first saw this young man, he might doubt that he couldn't even carry a water jar. However, at this moment, he had no doubt that if he did not cooperate, the "scholar"-looking Fourth Prince would do what he said and kill him with a knife.

Gu Yun added at the right time: "If you are willing to know what's best for you, you still have a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious contributions."

Fu Zhicheng's lips trembled for a long time, and he said in an unstable voice: "I didn't set up another place for the Southwest Baggage Department. I directly asked Jingxu to deliver the purple gold to the Southwest Baggage Department, and didn't move a single drop to my house."

Gu Yun stood up.

"Marshal!" Fu Zhicheng suddenly shouted at him, "Fu has done all kinds of immoral things in his life, including murder, arson, and grave digging, but he has been ordered to garrison in southern Xinjiang and has always been conscientious and has never had any second thoughts! I think I have done my duty to the emperor, but now I have suffered such a consequence. I wonder what other brothers will think when they know about this! Marshal, what do you think!"

Gu Yun looked at him deeply.

For a moment, Fu Zhicheng thought he had touched Gu Yun.

However, Gu Yun was neither moved nor angry by him. His face seemed to be covered with a mask that could not be blown away by the storm. He turned around and left: "What do you think of me?"

"Ji Ping, you take Xuan Ying and go ahead. Make sure you take over the southwest baggage department before the thieves. Xiao An——"

The young soldiers from the Black Iron Camp who had followed Chang Geng in Shuzhong stepped out in response.

Gu Yun: "Lead a garrison in southern Xinjiang and feint an attack on the hilltop where the bandits gather."

Xiao An: “Yes!”

"Wait," Gu Yun said, "Paint their armor black, just splash some ink, it doesn't have to be particularly realistic, just be smart."

This trick was learned from Monk Liaoran. Xiao An was stunned at first, but then he immediately realized what Gu Yun meant and ran away happily.

The three major bandit leaders in southern Xinjiang have already counted their subordinates. Taoist Jingxu looked at the silent bandits and suddenly felt the heroic spirit of leading thousands of troops.

He raised his fist to the sky and said loudly: "The soldiers stationed in various places are in steel armor and are very powerful. The Black Iron Camp is like a ghost crow descending from the sky, shocking overseas. The Daliang army is so strong, but in just ten years, the Fujian and Jiangnan naval forces have mutinied and rebelled one after another. Why?"

"If it weren't for the tyrant emperor and corrupt officials, why would we, the common people, throw ourselves into the fire and risk our lives? Today, you and I are forced into a desperate situation. Our lives and property are at risk. If we give in, we will die. If we don't put ourselves in danger, there will be no chance of survival. Are you willing to swear an oath of blood with me, work together for a great cause, share happiness and difficulties together!"

The bandits had been robbing people all their lives and knew fewer words than they had on their fingers. They were immediately excited by Taoist Jingxu's ups and downs in speech, as if they could already see themselves becoming kings, dukes, generals or ministers.

Jingxu took the wine glass handed to him by a subordinate next to him, drank it in one gulp, and threw the glass to the ground: "Success or failure depends on this one move!"

The bandits drank the wine to boost their courage, slammed their cups, and filed out of the secret room that was connected in all directions.

Jingxu looked back at Mr. Ya. This mysterious foreigner was his contact person from Southeast Asia when he smuggled purple gold for Fu Zhicheng. He had lived in Central Plains for many years and was extremely cunning.

Mr. Ya listened to his racked-hearted "reward speech" without any fluctuation on his face. The gas lamp lengthened and deepened his nasolabial lines. Standing in the semi-darkness, he looked like he was holding up a seemingly ironic smile.

The first time Jingxu took 10% of the purple gold from Fu Zhicheng, he wanted to sell it through Mr. Ya and exchange it for gold and silver. He slept on it every day. From then on, Mr. Ya advised him earnestly to keep the purple gold, transfer it to another safer place regularly, and then start accumulating weapons and armor bit by bit.

Mr. Ya had told him back then that the weapons and money should not be kept in the same place.

It seems that this unpredictable foreigner had already anticipated the current situation.

A question suddenly popped up in the mind of the suspicious bandit leader Jingxu. He thought, "Is this Mr. Ya really just a snakehead smuggling purple gold?"

At this moment, one of his men suddenly came to report: "Brother, I saw a man in black armor heading to the place where the eagle was parked!"

The doubts that had just sprouted in Jingxu's heart were instantly drowned out by ecstasy: "Mr. Ya is right, they have indeed been fooled. Activating the White Rainbow Arrow will stop them for as long as possible! The whole army should speed up as planned! Quick!"

At this time, a low-key convoy escorting Zi Liujin was quietly approaching the southwest baggage storage area. At the entrance, the leading man slightly lifted his bamboo hat and showed his face to the captain of the baggage storage area: "It's me."

The fewer people who know about the smuggling of Purple Liujin, the better. Therefore, the people who delivered the Purple Liujin to Jingxu and the people who received it to Fu Zhicheng were all their trusted confidants. The captain of the baggage department was the one who was responsible for liaison with the bandits among the southern Xinjiang garrison. Fu Zhicheng required him to not make any noise whenever he picked up or delivered Purple Liujin and to do it quietly.

As usual, the captain of the guard waved at them calmly without questioning them in front of his men, and let them in. He then led them to the Purple Gold Warehouse with ease. However, on this day, the captain of the guard took two steps and asked, "I remember you just sent a batch a few days ago. How come you sent another batch so soon?"

The bandit who was escorting Zi Liujin hid his entire face under his bamboo hat and said in a muffled voice, "This is between the adults and my elder brother. How would I know about this?"

The captain of the guard seemed a little uneasy for some reason. He looked for the key and said, "To be honest, my master took more than half of the men away with him yesterday. No one knows what happened."

The bandit in the bamboo hat stared closely at his action of opening the warehouse, licked his lips subconsciously, and urged rudely: "They are all errand boys, we don't know either, open the door quickly!"

The captain of the guard paused as he turned the key. He frowned and turned back: "Why do I feel that you are so..."

He paused abruptly as he saw a bandit pointing a small crossbow at his throat three steps away.

The captain of the guard gasped, and the bandits immediately knew that their crime had been exposed, so they decided to go all out. The leader waved his hand, and the short arrow on the crossbow immediately pierced into the captain's throat like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue. He was about to shout loudly, but in the end he had no chance to exhale the breath he had taken in.

The bandit wearing a bamboo hat suddenly stepped forward, used his shoulders to support the fallen body of the guard captain, and reached out to grab the key on the warehouse door.

His heart was about to beat out of his chest. As long as he opened this door, tens of thousands of Southern Xinjiang troops and three thousand Black Iron Ghost Crows would all be strangled by his throat.

At this moment, he heard a sharp sound in his ear. The bandit wearing a bamboo hat was unable to recover from his extreme excitement for a while. He subconsciously looked back, but saw that his men around him were all terrified. Only then did he feel that something was wrong with his arm - the hand that had just held the arrow was pierced by an iron arrow that fell from the sky, and only an inch of flesh was connected to the arm!

The half-broken hand was tightly gripping the key to the warehouse, unable to turn it and blocking the way.

The bandit finally let out a scream that was not like a human voice.

After only a short delay, the Black Eagles that had arrived had already swooped down. Shen Yi, holding the bow and arrow that had not yet been put away, landed directly on the roof of the purple gold warehouse. He took out a black iron tiger talisman from his arms. There was a rope hanging under the tiger talisman. He hung the first drum order on the beam as if it was a buy one get one free deal.

He stood tall and straight, with the black wings of an eagle armor behind him like clouds, and said to the stunned southern Xinjiang garrison in the southwest baggage department: "The black iron tiger talisman and the drum-beating order are all here. I am under the order of Marquis Anding to take over the military power of the southwest baggage department and arrest the bandits. The baggage department is now under martial law, and the bandits must be killed on the spot!"

The three southern Xinjiang bandit leaders were still unaware of the change in the situation. At this moment, they were dividing their forces into three groups, and coming out from underground with their respective men, ready to march towards the southwest baggage area.

At this moment, Jingxu suddenly heard a crisp sound of metal and stone, as if a heavy object was rolling down from the mountain, bumping against the rocks. He subconsciously looked up.

A human head wrapped in heavy armor rolled down the hillside.

He hid the heavy armor in the purple gold escort vehicle, intending to sneak into the southwest baggage area.

Jingxu froze——

All I saw were Southern Xinjiang garrisons scattered all over the mountains, their black iron armor looming among them. Dense arrows were aimed at them from the top of the mountain, and the other half of Jingxu's team was even in the secret passage at the foot of the mountain.