Chapter 394

Episode 394. (1)

“No matter how scary poison arrows are, I never thought there would be so many soldiers surrendering!”

Macho hung his tongue as he saw the uncountable number of enemy soldiers.

If they did not throw away their weapons and came to fight to the death, it was a force that would inevitably cause considerable damage to the allies.

Such a large army was pouring in, abandoning their spears and bows and tying ropes to their hands.

In fact, less than 30% of them had arrows stuck in their bodies.

The rest were wounded by knives or spears, and although they did not appear to be poisoned, they were frightened and constantly surrendered.

“What are you looking at so mesmerized by?”

As the painter approached, Ma Chao hurriedly turned his head and took a bow.

“Are you here? main ball.”

The painter turned his head in the direction Macho was looking at, then let out a short sigh.

“It’s like that in the castle, and it’s the same here!”

“yes? Did the enemy soldiers surrender on their own?”

“After Jojo’s departure, even those hiding in private houses crawled out and begged for some detoxification.”

“The poison is really scary. Well, if we weren’t the main governor, we would have suffered greatly from Jojo... Just thinking about it is terrifying.”

“Dokdo is also poisonous, but it must be seen that Jojo lost that much public sentiment.”

“That’s right. It’s definitely less prestige than the old jojo. In addition to being chased, exploitation has become more severe, and there are rumors that these days, when low-level soldiers do something wrong, they go out and slit their throats.”

“Even if it has changed, it has changed too much.”

The fireman turned his head and looked at the firmly closed castle gate.

‘Maybe I contributed to his change.’

When I saw it as a novel, I liked the story of heroes and villains. Each of them’s heroic story, incident, and even death. All of these episodes were enjoyable. However, when I experienced it myself, I see only the poor people who live and die around them rather than them.

They may even go down in history, but where are the grassroots like that? It is a life that is suffered by them and eventually disappears in the flow of the times.

Macho just watched without opening his mouth any longer when the painter suddenly made a reminiscent expression.

The fireman looked at the castle gate for a while, then shook his head and opened his mouth.

“How are your preparations for the attack?”

“If you give an order, we can break down the gates right away.”

“Which gate did Zhuge’s military order to attack poorly?”

“I told you to make the east gate side loose.”

“I received a report that the capital city of Qingha was captured yesterday, so it seems that they are planning to go there.”

“Cao Cao will probably be shocked when he sees the flag of the Duke of Zhou on the wall after running to the already captured Qingxia.”

“Perhaps. You will be quite surprised.”

“The Duke of Zhou, by the way... do you really need to push Jojo this far?”

Macho looked up and blurted out his words.

“Because they are aiming for two things, they push through even if it is cumbersome.”

The painter turned his head again and pointed at the soldiers who were still surrendering.

“One is to give the soldiers on the other side time to escape by driving Cao Cao here, and the second is... to make Cao Cao miserable so that the other feudal lords are alert and do not rush into it.”

“ah!”

The macho nodded in surprise.

“It certainly is. Seeing Jojo’s appearance, even Son Kwon wouldn’t be able to rush into it.”

“Yes.”

The painter did not bother to explain this or that further, but after patting Macho on the shoulder, he moved on.

“You must never die either.”

The soldiers all changed their attitude in an instant and were wary of other prisoners snooping around, but they were just careful with themselves.

‘No, it’s a night where only torchlight is the only thing that can secure sight. And since no one has noticed my disguise so far, maybe even the fireman’s disciples won’t notice.’

Even if he shook off the soldiers, it seemed that he would not be able to escape much no matter how much he thought about it because the soldiers were everywhere. In that case, I thought it would be better to pretend that it wasn’t until the end.

‘If you pretend that medicine doesn’t matter much, you’ll quickly lose interest. If you act well, you can overcome the crisis!’

Rep. Nam-ho took a deep breath and struggled to find peace of mind.

After a while, Obo, a disciple of the painter, appeared.

‘Why is that guy, the great disciple, coming! Please don’t get caught...’

“Who has tools like ours?”

“Here is this person.”

As Ohbo approached, he alternately looked at the soldier’s bag and Namho.

Obo’s head tilted.

‘Master said that all of your medical techniques were studied and devised by looking at old books from beyond the western region, and there are no other disciples or alumni besides us, so how can there be people who use the same tools?’

Obo was very surprised to see the small knives, needles, thread, and forceps.

Such things could not be made without the great skill of the field manager.

In other words, the old man was most likely a real member of parliament who knew how to handle these instruments.

“Is this the old man’s?”

“Yes, it is mine.”

Rep. Nam-ho deliberately made a muffled sound that seemed to crack a little, fearing that his voice would be discovered.

“Did you use it to treat patients?”

“yes. It doesn’t cure well, but it barely imitates it.”

“They are quite well-made tools to the extent of imitating them, but who did you study with?”

“My hometown is Dunhuang County, Xiliang City, and there are many people from beyond the West Station who came along the road opened by silk merchants. When I was young, I learned medicine from people like that.”

“Oh yeah. What’s your name?”

The misinformation was a bit questionable, as Congressman Nam-ho’s clever lie was quite plausible, but he couldn’t pinpoint something.

It’s a dark night and it’s hard to notice that he’s disguised with the light of a torch.

“It’s called Gyohyo.”

“Ah, you are a member of the council. Have you ever been a member of the councilor in Jojo’s camp?”

“no. I am a wanderer who travels from place to place and treats patients. Then, after being swept away by the war, he found a breach in the wall and fled.”

“is it so. Anyway, nice to meet you as a member of the same council. Apparently, you have been on the path of medicine for a long time, so let me introduce you to our master. Master would be very happy to meet someone like Congressman Kyo.”

The misinformation did not give much thought to Congressman Nam-ho’s shabby appearance.

Since it was an era of war, it could be said that he lived well just by having his limbs and body intact while growing old.

“Oh no. How could someone like me meet a high-ranking Nari? It is just a nuisance.”

Congressman Nam-ho hurriedly waved his hand, but Oh-bo was already determined to take him to the fireman.

“Chief Guard.”

“Yes, Senator.”

“I will go first and talk to Master, and then he will be waiting for you, so please have the guards dress up the teacher so that he can see Master, and bring him.”

The misinformation was that Congressman Nam-ho’s appearance was too shabby, so at least wash and dress him in clothes that he could wear.

“All right. Senator.”

“Sir, I really don’t have to meet the high-ranking Nari. If you just let it go like this...”

“Our master is not someone who puts high rank on his status. So don’t worry and come. Mr. Chun. i look forward to.”

“Do not worry. I will take you inside this corner.”

“Then I’ll see you with Master.”

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