Early the next morning, Mao Wenchen took all the senior officials of Beisui to see off a troop escorting military horses and grain and grass.

The military general in charge of this escort mission, he didn't expect so many high-ranking officials to see him off, he was immediately moved to tears, knelt in front of Mao Wenchen and others and swore to the sky that he would swear to complete the task to the death and never let down the court's trust in him.

However, this military general didn't know at all that Mao Wenchen and the others were not here to see him off at all.

Only Mao Wenchen and Wei Zheng knew that their little fat lord was hidden in this logistics force with almost zero combat effectiveness.

Wukong sat on a grain truck, smiled and waved his hand to Mao Wenchen and the others, and then followed the logistics brigade to the north together.

"Doll, you joined the army at such a young age, can your family rest assured?" There was nothing on the road, and the middle-aged man who was driving the car asked Wukong.

Hearing his companion's question, Wukong replied with a smile: "What is there to rest assured, we are just transporting food troops, and we don't need to go to the battlefield, there is no danger at all." Speaking of this, Wukong rolled his eyes and asked in a sly manner.

"Uncle, I heard that the oil and water in this grain transport team is very large, can you tell me, say, how can I rub oil from it?" After speaking, Wukong blinked his big eyes and waited expectantly for his companion's answer.

When the middle-aged man heard Wukong's question, he was immediately startled, and after he quickly looked around, he looked blaming and whispered to Wukong: "Huh...... Do you know that if you let those people hear this, you'll be finished!" After speaking, he glared at Wukong fiercely.

Wukong knew exactly who those people the middle-aged man was talking about, but he pretended to be scared and nervously asked his companion, "Uncle, don't scare me." I'm just talking, isn't that okay?"

"Tell me, you fat baby, it's so light. Let me tell you, I am also a veteran who has been a veteran for decades, and I have been in the army since Yang Kuang's time. After saying this proudly, the veteran companion continued to Wukong with a serious expression.

"If it was the past, our transport troops would be the most beautiful errand in the army. Not to mention wine and meat, you can also get a lot of oil and water from it, and there is no danger. Smiling at this, he saw that Wukong was listening very seriously, so he took a sip of water and continued.

"However, now our Dasui troops, the military discipline is very strict, and they can't use any crooked brains at all! Fat baby, don't talk nonsense about those idlers, I'll tell you. In our team, there are a lot of hidden agents......! Speaking of this, the veteran suddenly stopped talking and began to look at Wukong suspiciously.

Of course, Wukong knew the veteran's thoughts, so he urged the veteran with an expectant face: "Uncle, why don't you say it?

"This kid looks stupid, it shouldn't be a secret agent. Thinking of this, the veteran breathed a sigh of relief and continued to preach to Goku with a smile.

"You little fat baby is talking nonsense, the spy is a big man, very powerful......! , Let me tell you this, our Dasui has never been in arrears of food, and no military leader dares to embezzle food, which is the credit of these secret agents. Speaking of this, the veteran was afraid that Wukong would not understand, so he hurriedly continued to explain.

"Let me tell you this, Master Secret Agent is a hero who punishes rape and eliminates evil, and anyone who does something illegal and undisciplined will definitely not be able to escape their eyes! So, fat baby, our military salary is already very high, you must not die by yourself and do anything that violates military regulations. Speaking of this, the veteran suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and asked Wukong with a smile.

"Fat baby, you don't know the military regulations yet, right? Come, uncle, I'll teach you, and save you from making mistakes when the time comes. After speaking, the veteran began to sing, Wukong's pirated version of the song "Three Disciplines and Eight Attentions".

"All the soldiers of Dasui must bear in mind that there are three major disciplines and eight points of attention; first, only by obeying the command and moving in unison can victory be achieved; second, if we do not take a single needle and thread from the people, the people support and like me; third, all seizures must be returned to the public and strive to lighten the burden of the people. We must fulfill the three major disciplines, and we must pay attention to the eight points and not forget them; first, we must speak in a harmonious manner, respect the people, and not be proud; second, we must be fair in the price of buying and selling, and we are not allowed to be overbearing in buying and selling in public; third, we must not lose anything that we have borrowed from others and return it in person; fourth, if we damage something, we must not lose half a cent of compensation according to the price; fifth, we must not beat or scold people, and we must resolutely overcome our domineering style; sixth, we must cherish the people's crops and pay attention to them everywhere during marching and fighting; seventh, we must not molest women, and we must resolutely get rid of bad habits; eighth, we must not abuse prisoners, we must not beat and scold, and we must not search our pockets; everyone must be conscious of observing discipline and supervise each other, and we must not violate themThe discipline of the Dasui army should be clearly remembered, and the Dasui army loves the people everywhere; to defend Dasui will always move forward, and the people of Dasui will support and welcome it. As the veterans sang sonorously, all the veterans who escorted the grain and grass also began to sing loudly and neatly.

In this way, the whole army, with proud smiles on their faces, marched in full order to the north under the respectful gaze of the people along the way.

No one noticed that on a small mound, there were dozens of Jianghu guests wearing hats, who were motionless looking at the distant grain and grass troops.

A short-lived Jianghu guest suddenly stretched out a white and flawless jade hand and pointed at Wukong, who was singing loudly with a stupid head and a stupid brain at this time.

"Fang Yeyu, I don't have a spike slave yet, you go and help me catch that meat ball kid. The owner of the jade hand turned his head and said to his equally short companion beside him.

After Fang Yeyu pondered for a moment, he said solemnly: "No! We sneaked into the south this time to find out the military situation for our master. Since we have already found out the truth of the Suiren, we must hurry back to the royal court! Zhen Sushan, I am the person in charge of this operation, you must listen to ......!" Before he could finish speaking, Zhen Sushan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked down the hill.

As soon as Zhen Sushan left, more than a dozen cloaked warriors all followed her without saying a word and left the mound.

When these people walked away, Fang Yeyu suddenly stomped his feet in annoyance, and pleaded to the tall martial artist beside him: "Teacher Li, Su Shan's identity is very special, in order to be able to cooperate smoothly with the forces behind her." I...... , I would like to please...... , please Mr. Li, go and catch that little fat man. After saying that, he lowered his head and nervously waited for the warrior's reply.

After more than half a minute, Fang Yeyu never heard the man's reply, so he secretly raised his head, but the middle-aged man in front of him had already disappeared on the mound without knowing where he had gone.

Seeing that Li Sensei was gone, Fang Yeyu breathed a sigh of air in a short time, and then, he smiled and led the rest of the warriors to leave this small mound as well.