After confirming the location, the soldiers rewarded by the system began to gather from all directions.
In just an hour, a reinforced group of three thousand people had all arrived at Chenjiagou's encampment.
A single Chenjiagou could never station so many troops.
Yu Zhiqian left one battalion outside the encampment, while the other three battalions were scattered around the Chen Family Valley, forming a corner for each other.
"It's a pity that it's an infantry regiment, not a machine regiment!”
One reinforced regiment, four battalions.
This included an artillery battalion equipped with 24 155mm heavy howitzers.
Apart from that, each battalion had a cannon company equipped with 12 field cannons.
The firepower of the entire reinforced regiment was definitely more than Chang Shenkai's division, or even an army.
After all, Chang Shenkai did not have as many artillery soldiers as Yu Zhiqian.
"If the Yamazaki Brigade comes, let them have a taste of what it means to have a full range of firepower!”
Looking at Li Jiapo not far away, Yu Zhiqian thought to himself.
However, Li Jiapo seemed to be the battle that made Li Yunlong famous. He couldn't help but apologize to Li Yunlong in his heart. He might have to steal Old Li's credit again.
After settling down, Yu Zhiqian quickly reported his location to the division headquarters. At the same time, he sent a company to the division headquarters to collect supplies.
At the same time, they were preparing to settle down in Chenjiagou.
"Report, bandits have been discovered in the mountains behind us!”
Just as Yu Zhiqian was thinking about where to place the weapons and grenade production lines, the first battalion commander Yu Yang walked into the tent and reported.
"Bandits?"
"Yes, when I asked Third Company of the First Battalion to scout the way into the mountains, they discovered a bandit nest in the mountains!”
"Send someone to catch a tongue!"
"Yes, sir!"
In the middle of the night, Yu Yang entered Yu Zhiqian's tent with a man tied up.
"Guild Leader, the tongue that was caught!”
Yu Zhiqian nodded and sized up the bandit in front of him."Tell me, what's your name? What's the name of your stockade?”
The bandit looked at Yu Zhiqian and gulped nervously. He didn't know what to say.
"You don't want to say anything? Then don't blame me for shooting you!”
As he spoke, Yu Zhi Zhi pulled out his gun and pointed it at the guy's head.
"Sir, sir, don't shoot, don't shoot. I'll talk, I'll talk!”
The bandit was so scared that he peed his pants.
"Tell me, what's your name?"
"Sir, my name is Niu Er!”
"What's the name of your village?"
"Sir, the Black Cloud Stronghold is called the Black Cloud Stronghold. I was forced to become a bandit. It was Chief Xie Baoqing who captured me up the mountain. I used to be a hunter in the mountains. Xie Baoqing forced me up the mountain. Sir, I still have my mother at home.”
Yu Zhiqian was stunned when he heard that the bandit called Niu Er had returned home. Why did the name of the Black Cloud Stronghold sound so familiar?
Xie Baoqing's name was also very familiar.
"What's your boss 'name again?”
"Sir, the leader is called Xie Baoqing, and the second leader is Shan Xingzi.”
Niu Ershen was afraid that Yu Zhiqian would kill him, so he quickly repeated himself.
"Black Cloud Stronghold? Xie Baoqing!"!
Yu Zhiqian suddenly remembered what had happened.
Wasn't this the bandit who killed Monk Wei?
What was the biggest regret in drawing his sword?
The cavalry sacrificed themselves for the country, Monk Wei died in the hands of bandits, and Li Yunlong committed suicide with the gun that Chu Yunfei gave him.
He did not expect to encounter the bandits of the Black Cloud Stronghold when he arrived at Chenjiagou.
"Damn it, there's a way to heaven, but you don't want to take it, and there's no way to hell. Xie Baoqing, Xie Baoqing, since I know where you are, don't blame me for being rude!”
Yu Zhiqian muttered to himself.
However, he quickly realized that Li Yunlong's charisma was really great.
She had only been with him for a few hours, and she had already gotten stuck with his bad habit of cursing.
"How many people are there in your village? How many guns and the terrain of the stronghold?”
Yu Zhiqian didn't waste time talking to Niu Er.
"We, we have more than 300 people, more than 300 guns, and I heard that there are also mortars. I've never seen them before. The stockade, the stockade is on the big black mountain behind us, on the mountainside of the big black mountain. Sir, I can lead the way for you. Please don't kill me!”
Niu Er was still worried that Yu Zhiqian would kill him, so he continued to beg for mercy.
"Hurry up and draw. Alright, as long as you do something, I'll let you go home and take care of your mother.”
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I can't read, so I might not be able to draw it.”
"Just pick the paintings that you remember.”
Yu Zhiqian thought for a moment. If only the special forces team was here, they could easily scout the terrain.
However, he quickly reacted. He had a battalion of troops in his hands and could even mobilize a regiment. The Black Cloud Stronghold only had more than 300 people and more than 300 guns? Could he rebel against the heavens?
As for whether the Black Cloud Stronghold deserved to die or not, Yu Zhiqian did not even think about this question.
How many good people were there among the bandits in this day and age?
P.S.: Data, data, data!~
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