The camp where the thirty thousand bandits of the "Four Great Bandits" were stationed lay in a wilderness ten li southwest of the manor. Though it occupied no terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, it likewise gave the enemy no geographical advantage to exploit.
From afar, countless campfires could be seen. The tents were arranged in orderly rows, with sentries posted everywhere, carrying the stern air of a regular army.
Pushing aside the branches and leaves before him, Ye Weiming observed the camp for a moment and thought to himself, I never expected a mere local bandit force to possess such strict discipline, like a properly trained regular army.
It seemed Cao Yinglong, leader of the "Four Great Bandits," was no simple character.
Even so, Ye Weiming remained completely confident that he could infiltrate the camp.
With a flicker of movement, Ye Weiming shot several zhang away. In the tree canopy where he had been hiding, only a long branch swayed slightly, suggesting that someone was still concealed there.
With Ye Weiming's current movement technique, and under cover of night, there was naturally no need to worry about the bandits discovering his tracks.
As he rapidly approached, Ye Weiming took the opportunity to change into the bandit uniforms taken from the two spies earlier. Then, at an appropriate moment, he slowed his pace and brazenly blended into the ranks of the "Four Great Bandits."
Nothing happened along the way.
Without drawing attention to himself, he moved toward the center of the camp. Based on his earlier observations, he had deduced that Cao Yinglong's main tent should be somewhere in that direction.
He was not worried that the enemy would recognize him as an unfamiliar face.
After all, in a huge military camp containing thirty thousand men,