The Strongest Overlord of the Three Kingdoms

"General Ding, you've been taught!" Zhao Yun cupped his hands.

"General Zhao is serious, I am not a general yet." Ding Feng said politely.

"If there are tens of thousands of Japanese people this time, how difficult is it for Cheng Yuan to be a general?" Zhao Yun said.

While Ding Feng was moved, he was also a little bit emotional. Even if the boss speaks differently, the general can mess around too.

But in the current era, for their soldiers, it is really too easy to make meritorious deeds with cruelty and generosity.

Ding Feng couldn't help but look forward to it. The Japanese must work harder. If there are only a few hundred people, they will stop eating.

"Look carefully, is there any fire nearby?" Zhao Yun said softly.

As long as it is a place where people live, it will leave traces.

"General, how about we search the shore first?" Ding Feng suggested.

"Cheng Yuan means..." After thinking for a while, Zhao Yun understood that Ding Feng wanted to find the hidden ship first.

As long as the ships are found, the number of Japanese people can basically be estimated.Moreover, the Japanese are likely to camp on the shore.

"However, the Japanese may have eyeliner on the shore, so we have to be careful." Zhao Yun added.

So a group of people walked forward in the dark, and finally found traces of the Japanese in a place similar to a canyon.

The flames could be seen faintly.

Ding Feng called this place "Damen Gorge".

Such naming is not uncommon in the Chishui Army, and some islands also have strange names.

Crash--

The waves kept hitting the shore, and the night was hazy, so Zhao Yun was not worried that his actions would be discovered.

"Those are fishing boats!" Ding Feng whispered.

Although it was very vague, Ding Feng still recognized the drifting ship.

The number is about two or three hundred.

Ding Feng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. In this way, the number of enemies would hardly exceed [-], and the contribution would be less.

"Let's split up." Zhao Yun suggested, and Ding Feng nodded in agreement.

Perhaps, this is only where the enemy partially hid the ship, so Ding Feng decided to continue to explore the shore.

And Zhao Yun decided to go to the place where the fire was shining, which was probably the enemy's camp.

Zhao Yun came to a hillside, condescending, and could vaguely see the outline of the house.Judging from the style of the building, it should be built by people from the Central Plains.

There are only two possibilities. One is that this was originally a village of ordinary people fleeing the war, but the Japanese doves took over the magpie's nest.The other is that the Japanese had a large number of Han captives, and they drove the captives to build this village.

No matter which one it is, Zhao Yun feels that it is unforgivable.

The Japanese are all hiding in the house, so it is difficult to check the number.

After dawn, Zhao Yun met Ding Feng at the agreed place.

"No other ships were found." Ding Feng shook his head.

"There is indeed a gathering place for Japanese people, the number is unknown." Zhao Yun said.

So, should we continue to investigate now, or go back directly?

"Why don't we capture some prisoners and ask?" Ding Feng suggested.

"Ji Li Gu Lu, can you understand?" Zhao Yun said.

"That's right, why did you forget this..." Ding Feng scratched his head embarrassedly.

"However, there should be Han people in the village." Zhao Yun said.

So they decided to wait another two days and wait outside the village for an opportunity.

During the hiding period, they found that the three waves of Japanese people had walked out of the village. They should have gone to the shore to change defenses and monitor the movement of the big ship.

The next day, Zhao Yun finally got his chance and caught a Han who went up the mountain to cut firewood.

"We are from the government. Tell me, what's going on in the village?"

This Han man was about forty years old, with a beard and a very scruffy face.

"My lord, save us! We are all poor people caught by the Japanese!"

Just by listening to the accent, you can tell that they are from Qingzhou.

Ding Feng grabbed his collar and said: "Keep your voice down, why are you so loud? Do you want to inform the Japanese people?"

"Don't dare... dare not..." the bearded man lowered his voice.

"What's your name?" Ding Feng asked.

"Hu Asan."

"Okay, tell me now, how many Japanese people are there in the village?" Ding Feng said.

"Thousands of people!" Hu Ah San said.