The soldiers carrying water came back soon. They put the water at the door of the kitchen and asked the leader to carry the water in. As soon as they finished shouting, a leader came over and bent down silently, covered with blue veins.

Rough hands lifted two buckets of water in without any effort.

The soldier scratched his head, and always felt something strange, but he couldn't say it. At this time, they had other tasks and needed to gather quickly, so he no longer thought about it and left straight away. And his partner didn't have it from beginning to end.

I think there is something wrong.

After the leader entered, he poured the water into a few pots and stirred it with the washed rice. After a while, the fragrant breakfast was cooked. He beat the drum hanging on the wall, and soon

Some soldiers came over with buckets and they distributed food in teams.

The team responsible for distributing food was particularly silent today. The soldiers did not rest well overnight, and they lost their hearts of greetings and hurriedly left with the food belonging to their team.

The soldiers who were assigned food sat on the ground with bowls and started eating. The long military career made them eat very quickly. Fortunately, the kitchen and the camp were separated by a distance, and the food was no longer so hot when they brought it over.

After about a quarter of an hour of touching, someone covered his stomach and rushed into a bush, quickly untied his belt and released himself. Before he could show his comfortable expression, the next abdominal pain came again. The Japanese who had penetrated into the bush

More and more, there was a stinking smell everywhere, and from time to time, a few words like "Baga" and "Baga" came.

This situation was soon noticed by the generals above. Since the food they ate was delivered separately by another kitchen, these people were honored not to try the taste of powder. This powerful medicinal powder

Even the constipated donkey in the production team dared not eat so much at once.

"Someone poisoned the food!"

"Notify the general immediately."

They ran towards the general's camp, but were stopped by soldiers outside, saying that no one should enter without a break before the general got up. The two Japanese repeatedly said that there was a very important report, and the person left and went inside.

At the door of the tent, a snoring like thunder came out from behind the screen. Their general was still immersed in a beautiful dream, and even if he pushed him over, he could not wake him up.

In addition to the general, the few who were accompanying the seat last night were also sleeping in a drowsy sleep. After being stimulated by cold water, they would stick together again after a few breaths.

"Baga! The general must have been deceived too. Where are the two great Wei people? This must be their conspiracy!" A captain with a ferocious face pulled out the □□ from his waist and said gritting his teeth.

"Tanama-kun, Fujiwara-kun is not from the Great Wei." Another captain reminded.

"Who knows!" The man insisted on his opinion and rushed over with a knife. But after he got there, he heard the defending soldiers say that the two people in the tent have been sleeping since yesterday and have not come out.

After that, someone went to lift it up and saw it, but they were still lying on the bed and asleep.

The Japanese holding the knife returned the knife to his waist unwillingly.

"If it weren't for them, who would have poisoned them?"

They realized that there must be something wrong with the kitchen, so they took a few more people to run towards the kitchen. The door of the kitchen was wide open, and there was no sign of people inside. Finally, a soldier saw a pile of firewood.

Then, after curiously opening the firewood pile—a few people wearing only clothes were tied with their hands and feet and threw them inside, and their mouths were stuffed with rags. When they saw them, they looked happy.

Woo woo" said.

"Where have they been?" The mountain pulled out the rag roughly, his eyes full of resentment.

"I don't know." The man shook his head, "We only know that there are four of them, who have lurked here early in the morning. As soon as we finished Mitao, we were attacked."

The clue was interrupted, and the mountain brought people back to the vicinity of the camp. The military doctors in the camp were already there, and they were lucky enough to have not had breakfast yet, so they escaped. Unfortunately, these soldiers were not poisoned at all.

Instead, they took strong laxatives, and they had no choice but to wait for the effect of the medicine to pass.

Looking at the soldiers with dizzy minds on the ground, I suddenly felt cold all over my body shining in the mountains under the sun. This feeling of out-of-control was like an invisible opponent watching them all the time.

...

At the same time, the soldiers guarding several large ships on the beach saw someone coming from afar carrying a wooden barrel. The barrel was filled with a fragrance, which made the soldiers who stood on the stairs all night suddenly feel hungry.

A pair of big hands covered with blue veins were silently distributing food to everyone. Those who had the food were all sitting on the ground and ate it voraciously. Those who had the food were not distributing food were waiting anxiously, and their eyes occasionally swept across the silent leader.

Without looking at it, he moved to the wooden barrel again.

Among the group of people anxiously waiting for food, a Japanese man performed very strangely. He kept staring at several of the leading soldiers, neither queuing up nor eating. The exploratory expression seemed to be watching something bad.

The same thing.

The moment the head soldier who was distributing the food stood up, the Japanese suddenly screamed: "They are not head soldiers!"

The Japanese who heard the sound turned around and looked at him blankly. It was not the leader who brought them food? Who was that?

Some clever ones also realized that these people are not the leading soldiers! Their military camps have always been assigned positions according to their strength. Because the leading soldiers are not valued and have almost no chance of making meritorious contributions, they are usually based on their figure.

The shortest and least powerful person is the one who is in front of you, not only by looking at their hands, you can tell how many trainees are.

After being called out, the expressions of these people changed, and the momentum around them also changed.

The Japanese people dropped the food in their hands, held the long knife around their waists, and slowly surrounded them...

The author has something to say: Update! Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-10-21 22:27:47~2020-10-22 22:42:51~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 2 people waiting for the wind;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Love is too luxurious e 50 bottles; 10 bottles of pear blossoms; 2 bottles of summer wormwood; 1 bottle of a big citrus;
Chapter completed!