Next, Chen Shouyi tried to learn more about Dongning City's specific situation, but the other party refused, citing military secrets.
Seeing that he could not get any information, he did not press the matter and turned to leave.
Clashing with these soldiers would be unwise.
Besides, this sort of blockade was as good as nonexistent to him.
The sentry posts surrounding Dongning City were not densely distributed. There was one every one or two hundred meters. On such a pitch-black night, they might be able to stop ordinary people from entering, but they could not stop Chen Shouyi at all.
His speed exceeded a hundred meters per second, even far surpassing the sweep of a searchlight.
The only troublesome part was that the road was difficult to travel if he wanted to bypass the sentry posts.
His eyes scanned left and right.
On either side of the highway stretched farmland, filled with rice seedlings, with the water not yet drained from the fields.
In the Jiangnan region, early rice was generally transplanted around Qingming, in early April by the Gregorian calendar. Only ten or twenty days had passed since then, so the blockade had probably only been established within the past few days.
Chen Shouyi walked several hundred meters before finding a cement tractor path.
After following the tractor path for fifty or sixty meters, he chose a narrow path along the field ridge and walked up it.
Fortunately, the ridge path here was not made of piled mud, but likewise paved with cement. Moreover, after being scorched by the daylight sun, it was bone-dry.
He moved his backpack to his front and walked toward the sentry post, waiting until the searchlights on both sides had just passed, one after the other.
He immediately set his body in motion. The