When Yamamoto Kogoro heard this, a trace of bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and obviously a poisonous plan appeared in his heart.

"Since the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty likes this navy so much, it is almost the only navy in the Tang Dynasty. Once there is a big problem with this navy, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty will most likely arrive in person in advance. You have heard of it in the camp before. The navy below has said many times that the emperors of the Tang Dynasty may come to them. It is time for us to make this plan a little bit ahead of time."

This Japanese man who has been responsible for plagiarizing the Tang Dynasty warships is named Ichiro Muto. He is neither a noble nor a ronin. He is just a top craftsman in Japan.

He was indeed willing to let him steal the Tang Dynasty's technology for the sake of Japan, but now Yamamoto Kogoro suddenly asked him to murder the lives of these soldiers, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Chief, the task given to me is to bring the manufacturing technology of the Tang Dynasty warship back to my country. If I do this, I am afraid that I will not be able to obtain the technology of the Tang Dynasty warship in the future. This is like killing a chicken to get eggs!"

Facing Muto Ichiro's statement, Yamamoto Kogoro still sneered his habitual sneer, slowly stood up, and walked closer to Muto Ichiro's position. The ferocious look on his face became more and more serious.

"Okay! Since you know that you can take out the Emperor to suppress me, I can't be completely unkind. Three days, I will give you three days. If you can take out a Tang Dynasty warship drawing and send it back within three days, I will not force you to do this again. If you can't take out the drawings within three days, then mix this in the food of the Tang Dynasty's naval army and give me a definite result!"

A pack of medicine powder was thrown down along with this statement, and then Yamamoto Kogoro quickly left Muto Ichiro's house.

Looking at the pack of medicine powder, Muto Ichiro had no doubts. After all, he knew how capable the Japanese ronin was. For them, it was simply a simple thing that could not be easier.

Muto Ichiro hesitated for a while, then walked into his pigpen with the bag of medicine powder.

On the mountainside not far away, two people who were almost completely hidden among the trees saw this scene, one of them whispered to the other: "Go back to the camp quickly and tell the General of the Central Army about the situation!"

Muto Ichiro and Yamamoto Kogoro, who did not know much kung fu, did not know that Muto Ichiro, a seemingly secretive place, had long been monitored by Hong Yuan and Zhang Chong, and almost every move they made in this place and nearby had fallen into the eyes of the Tang Dynasty navy.

Although I don’t know what they were talking about in the house, one thing is certain, that is, they met again before they last met. There is definitely something urgent about this.

After one of them went back, the other did not relax his observation of Muto Ichiro who had walked into the pigpen.

Muto Ichiro stayed in the pigpen for more than half an hour, looking at a big fat pig with foaming at his feet, whose legs were straight and obviously inactive, clenched his fists tightly, and seemed to be making a decision in his heart.

The next day, it was the day when Muto Ichiro needed to deliver food to Tomu.

In the past, the Dongmu naval army had no money and was not bad. Every time he delivered the goods, he only needed to drive a small ox cart. But now, with the salary of the navy, he was very troublesome every time he went to deliver the goods. He drove a series of ox carts, and the cart was loaded with various prepared meat and vegetables, all of which were enough.

According to what the soldiers of the Navy House told him when he last went there, this night would be a big banquet for them to welcome the new partner who had just arrived, so they needed a lot of things.

Muto Ichiro loaded five or six ox carts and walked slowly to the military camp.

"Hey, brother, why did you bring us much less today?"

"Oh, stop talking. You guys want too much this time. I have to run twice. This is the first one. After removing it, I will go and take the second one!"

"Then you have to hurry up and don't delay our banquet!"

"Don't worry, I'll go back now!"

After unloading the goods, Muto Ichiro set out again while driving the ox cart. Indeed, his goods were not delivered, but he also had his own thoughts in this move, and he felt that only he himself knew about this thought.

In order not to make the people around him suspect, Muto Ichiro is no longer alone in the Tang Dynasty. He had already gotten married to a girl in the village for more than ten years ago, and now he has a daughter of seven or eight years old.

He has never received training like Ronin to make a person feel unemotional, so at such a critical moment, Muto Ichiro still considers a lot.

Sometimes, if this person thinks a lot, hesitates when doing things, which will reveal flaws in some things.

He had just left the barracks, and Zhang Chong came to the food he had just sent over and said to his soldiers: "Take a quick test of these foods, don't forget to give the wild dog some food after the test."

What Muto Ichiro didn't know was that such operations had become the norm in the Dongmu Water Army barracks. Although many soldiers didn't know why, they were also wary of him, just pretending to be the same as usual.

In this game, although Li Yi has always been behind the scenes, he has always controlled the rhythm of the game, tightly fishing for Ichiro Muto who has no experience in fighting.

Now, what Li Ren himself doesn't know, the Japanese, who have been very calm for decades, are a little panicked this time and want to take a shortcut.

But even if Li Yi can control the overall situation, he still doesn't know the personalities and habits of some people. These naturally become variables in this matter. As for whether it becomes better or worse, no one can guess.

Muto Ichiro is actually a variable now. What he is thinking about now can't guess whether it is Li or Yamamoto Kogoro.

When he transported several trucks of goods to the barracks again, the wave he had sent before was proven to be toxic. During this unloading process, Muto Ichiro, who had always been stable, fell down for some reason. He fell very hard and was directly cut by the stones on the ground.
Chapter completed!