Chapter 3, The Middleman
The meaning of self-disposal is very simple, that is, on the premise of not affecting the business, you can deal with it as much as you want.
The soldier instantly understood, pulled the man to the bushes by the side of the road, slashed his neck with a sword, and then dug a pit and buried him on the spot.
After solving the threat that might be exposed, Cao Ang was about to lead the team into the city, but Cao Ren reached out to stop him.
"Uncle, why is that?"
"We can't just go into town."
Cao Ren shook his head slightly, and then asked rhetorically, "Son, have you ever noticed the weapons and equipment of those Japanese soldiers at the city gate?" β
"Nature." Cao Ang muttered: "These people are wearing simple leather armor, and they should not be able to stop our army's arrows. Also, most of their weapons are stone tools, which are not enough to cut through the armor of our army."
He successively listed the problems of the Japanese state regarding weapons and equipment and city building technology, apparently making some careful observations.
"Childe is really smart." Cao Ren first praised his nephew's talent, and then added: "But it is precisely because of the poor equipment of the soldiers of the Japanese State that we can't just rush into the city." β
Cao Ang frowned slightly, faintly grasping the key point, but he couldn't connect with each other for a while.
Suddenly, he saw the sword in the hands of his own soldiers.
"I see!"
"It is precisely because the Japanese people are generally poorly equipped that we are armed with swords, and we will inevitably be suspicious when the Japanese soldiers see it."
It's the devil in the details.
The Han Dynasty is still martial arts, and street rangers can be seen everywhere, so Cao Ang subconsciously thinks that as long as he doesn't wear armor, he won't be noticed.
However, ignoring the difference in national technology, looking at the entire castle tower, only the Japanese general was holding an iron sword, and the rest of the soldiers were all stone tools.
If they enter the city with swords, I am afraid that they will be arrested at the first opportunity.
Even if he finally broke out of the encirclement, this mission would be considered a failure.
Cao Ren smiled: "Childe is really smart. β
He is well versed in the way of human feelings, but this compliment makes his nephew a little ashamed.
Cao Ang smiled bitterly: "Uncle, don't praise me anymore, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost made a big mistake." β
Cao Ren Zhengse said: "No, the son is still young and has little experience, and it is normal for people not to know this kind of thing." Being able to correct mistakes after realizing them is a great thing. β
"What my uncle said is very true, I have been taught."
Later, everyone found a hidden bush to hide their weapons, when Cao Ang suddenly noticed a small puddle not far away, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.
I saw him walk to the puddle by himself, take out a handful of mud and wipe it off his face.
Everyone was unclear when they saw this, but Cao Ren's eyes lit up.
"It is worthy of my Cao's Qilin'er, not only knowing and correcting mistakes, but also drawing inferences."
Cao Ang smiled but did not speak.
Cao Ren then ordered everyone to follow Cao Ang's example and dress up as an embarrassed outcast.
The reason is simple, what is the least noticeable thing in this world that people can't avoid?
As he expected, when their group of "outcasts" entered the city, the Japanese soldiers defending the city hardly bothered to take a look, and even did not want to approach.
In this way, the group smoothly blended into the city.
On the way, Cao Ang commented on what he saw and heard along the way, and said in a low voice: "This Japanese country is not only loose on the back of his hands, but also the people's livelihood is withering, which is far from my Han Dynasty. β
Cao Ren smiled slightly and responded in a low voice: "It is precisely because of this that they need the education of my Tianhan people. β
The uncle and nephew looked at each other and smiled.
Along the way, Cao Cao has been emphasizing one thing, they are not here to conquer cities and expand their territory, but only to educate these uncivilized barbarians.
At this moment, a figure collided with Cao Ang head-on, and the wine jug in his hand fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the accompanying soldiers were about to teach the drunk man who had collided with his son, but Cao Ang stopped him.
"It's just a drunk who gets high, don't pay attention."
The group was about to leave, but they heard the drunken Chinese amazingly.
"You're speaking Chinese!"
The drunkard's Chinese is a little lame, but it can still be judged that it is indeed a Chinese language.
Cao Ang and Cao Renju's faces changed slightly, and the latter was quick to subdue the drunk and drag him to an empty alley.
The people of the Wa Kingdom who passed by only thought that they were drunks and had a conflict with the foreigners, and did not meddle in their affairs.
"Are you Han?"
Everyone surrounded the drunk in the middle, and Cao Ren asked in a deep voice.
Cao Ang felt that the other party only knew a little Chinese, because he had never seen a Han person with such a bad accent.
"No, it's not."
The drunk seemed to be a lot more sober because of this change, and his face was a little shocked.
The Wa Kingdom and the Han Dynasty were separated by boundless seas, and almost no Han people would come to the Wa Kingdom, and even if there were, it was a very small number of people who escaped the war or the merchants.
He once set foot on Han soil, but at that time it was for business, so he had to take risks.
Until one point, he almost buried his bones at the bottom of the sea because of a storm at sea, and since then, he has never dared to go to sea again.
The drunken man took a deep breath and said in that broken Chinese dialect: "The contemptible people have been to the Han Kingdom, and they have always longed for the Heavenly Empire, so they have learned a few Chinese words. β
He could see that these people were all practitioners, and if there was murderous intent, he would definitely not be able to escape, so he spoke carefully.
Suddenly, he thought of what had happened to him recently, and boldly asked, "I wonder what is the purpose of how many adults came to our country?" β
Cao Ang smiled slightly: "There are some things, the more you know, the faster you die, aren't you afraid?" β
The drunk man was caught by his murderous laughter, but he still stubbornly said, "The contemptible only wants to serve a few adults." β
After speaking, he bowed respectfully.
Hearing this, Cao Ang looked at Cao Ren, who nodded slightly.
They are unfamiliar with this land and really need an intermediary who is proficient in Chinese and Chinese, which can save a lot of trouble.
Of course, the premise is to make sure that the person is credible, otherwise it will only backfire.
Cao Ang also understood this truth, so he asked, "What's your name?" β
"Contemptible ~ Kojiro Sakata."
"What?"
Hearing this, Sakata's face showed a strong hatred.
"The contemptible man used to be a businessman, but now he is not."
These words immediately attracted the attention of Cao Ang and Cao Ren, and if you want to control a person, you must first understand him.
Cao Ang said curiously: "Tell me, maybe I can help you." β
Sakata had the idea of using external forces, so he told the story of the story.
It's a clichΓ©, but very realistic story.
As a man who dared to go to sea and was favored by God, Sakata stayed in Dahan for half a year after crossing the boundless sea.
During this time, he learned a rudimentary Chinese dialect and made a great fortune in just a few years by traveling back and forth between the two places.
"The Beichen family not only seized my family property, but also robbed my wife!"