Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

Unfortunately, they couldn't hear Bai Li at all.

Naturally, they had no idea that someone else had appeared beside them and overheard their entire plan.

After Miao Congyi finished discussing the matter, he came over to greet them.

Wei Bei was puzzled.

Upon seeing us, instead of running away, they actually dared to come straight at us?

Is he that brave?

"That's quite interesting."

Bai Li had returned to Wei Bei's side and said with a smile, "Put away the wooden sword and switch to the waist knife."

Wei Bei asked in confusion, "Young Master Bai?"

"They don't intend to take direct action," Bai Li said calmly. "On the contrary, they mistake you for border troops who ran out of supplies and deserted on their way to defend the emperor, and they want to recruit you into their ranks."

Wei Bei pondered for a moment, his expression shifting slightly: "In that case, there's no need to rush to capture these bandits."

"Their initiative in recruiting them saved us a lot of trouble, and we can take this opportunity to find out the location of their main camp."

It should be noted that bandits would not dare to establish their camp within the Immortal Realm.

The camp Bai Li had seen before was just a small camp used to transport meat hunted in the Immortal Realm.

Bai Li nodded: "However, that man named Miao Congyi is not a reckless fool; he intends to test the waters first."

Wei Bei smiled confidently: "Testing? That suits me just fine, I was originally from the border army."

"From the rules of the military camp to the accents of the border towns, everything is real. If I were to pretend to be a border soldier, it would just be reliving the past."

Bai Li said in a low voice, "Then let's go along with their act. Also, if you can really infiltrate their camp, keep an eye out for someone for me."

"Who?"

"Li Zicheng".

Bai Li's eyes flickered.

He had originally planned to find the person while he was still a courier, but for some reason, he had never been able to find him.

"If he hasn't truly embarked on that path yet, then we can still observe him."

“Of course,” Bai Li paused. “If he has already committed evil, then that’s a different story.”

Wei Bei nodded slightly, his voice much softer: "I've got it."

At this moment, they were only a few dozen steps away from Miao Congyi and the others.

Wei Bei placed his right hand on the goose-feather saber at his waist, and the people behind him also spread out in unison, keeping their distance from each other to form a formation that could be used to form a battle array.

This is a habit that border troops have developed over many years.

A strange light flashed in Miao Congyi's eyes.

This kind of movement is not something that ordinary people or soldiers can learn.

He's been in contact with a lot of border troops these past few days, and he's seen this kind of action quite often.

Those veteran soldiers from the border troops who fled from the capital after running out of food were all like that.

Miao Congyi laughed and called out, "Brothers, don't be nervous, we mean no harm."

Wei Bei did not respond. His gaze swept over the warhorses beneath the crowd, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he had never seen anything like it before.

Miao Congyi and Li Heiniu exchanged a glance, and their guard was lowered considerably.

They naturally had no idea that Wei Bei and his group had come prepared.

Miao Congyi laughed and said, "Brother, you have a good eye. This is no ordinary warhorse, but a treasure unique to this area."

He deliberately avoided mentioning the Immortal Realm, only saying with a smile, "We were lucky to have managed to get a few."

Wei Bei didn't reply, but coldly asked, "What do you want?"

Miao Congyi wasn't annoyed; instead, he smiled and said, "Brother, don't misunderstand. We're not government soldiers."

Wei Bei's expression remained unchanged, his poker face unchanged, and he coldly said, "Whether they are government soldiers or not is none of my business."

A hint of a smile appeared in Miao Congyi's eyes.

If you were to see so many people normally, your first reaction would probably be to ask who they are.

But the person in front of me asked what I wanted to do.

This shows that the other party doesn't care about their identity at all, only whether they are hostile.

Only those who have been through countless battles can produce such a reaction.

Miao Congyi couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Brother, you're from the north, aren't you?"

Wei Bei did not answer, his right hand resting on the hilt of his knife, his eyes watching warily.

Miao Congyi chuckled to himself, "Let me guess. Judging from your positions and the way you're holding your knives, you don't seem like ordinary bodyguards."

"Border troops?"

Wei Bei's gaze sharpened.

Miao Congyi had been observing his expression, and seeing that he neither denied nor refuted it, he immediately felt seven or eight parts certain.

He continued with a laugh, "A while ago, many of the brothers who came to the aid of the emperor dispersed from the direction of the capital. The court is not providing them with food or pay."

"The brothers scattered along the way. Some returned to their hometowns, some went into the mountains, and many, like us, had to find another way to survive."

"Gentlemen, you're not like that too, are you?"

Wei Bei remained silent for a moment before speaking, "You seem to know quite a bit."

Miao Congyi and Li Heiniu exchanged another glance, and the last trace of wariness in their hearts disappeared.

Miao Congyi's smile deepened: "Brother, since we're all on the same side, there's nothing to be wary of."

"The imperial court may not want you, but someone still has to give you food to eat."

"Come work with us."

"Our leader respects the border troops the most, and along the way, he has taken in many people like you."

"Once we get to the camp, there will be meat to eat and a place to sleep. It's better than continuing to hide outside."

Wei Bei lowered his voice and said, "You're right, but we're on different paths. You go your way, and I'll go mine. Let's pretend we never met today."

He waved his hand.

The people behind him understood and prepared to bypass Miao Congyi and his group.

Miao Congyi immediately became anxious.

He quickly spurred his horse forward.

"Brothers, where can you go if you keep going like this?"

Wei Bei did not stop.

Miao Congyi asked, "Do you think that old border town could still accommodate you?"

"You were ordered to defend the emperor, that's true. But after the supplies ran out, you left the ranks. The court won't care why you left; they'll only treat you as deserters, or even rebels. Do you think those higher up will listen to your explanations?"

"Brother, I'm not kidding you. I've seen plenty of brothers like this along the way, and they're all incredibly skilled."

"But what happened in the end? No one took us in, no one cared for us, so we had to find our own way to survive. Even though we were bandits, at least we recognized these brothers."

As the saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death; being alive is always better than being dead.

Wei Bei paused in his steps.

Seeing this, Miao Congyi knew that his words had had an effect.

He quickly continued, "Brothers, I know you're not happy about this. It's really unfair to make you border soldiers who once killed the Jurchens minions min with bandits."

"But you should also know that we are not those rabble who only know how to loot food."

Wei Bei finally stopped.

Miao Congyi said loudly, "Do you know who our leader is?"

"Wang Jiayin, the head of the household."

"Nowadays, everyone in Shaanxi knows the name of Chief Wang. He has thousands of brothers under his command, many of whom are from the border army like you."

"It won't be long before we're famous throughout Shanxi!"

"Anyone with real talent will have a place in our community. We truly treat you as brothers."