Under One Person: I am the Master of Maoshan

Since Shen Yan and Li Yunlong had a private radio station, they did not have the code book for communicating with the brigade radio station and could only pin their hopes on Li Yunlong.

Fortunately, most of the Japanese troops were stationed in the New 1st Regiment, and the brigade headquarters and other regiments were under little pressure, so Li Yunlong and the brigade headquarters could still obtain information through communicators.

Deep in the mountains, Li Yunlong heard the telegram read by Tianjue and hurriedly called Li Sen: "Li Sen, ask your two junior brothers and the signalman to run. Remember, this is a matter of life and death for your captain and your master. Kill anyone who stands in your way before you reach your destination!"

"Yes, Commander." Li Sen called his two junior brothers over, and after giving them numerous instructions, he asked them to set off with the signalman, and rush to the 386th Brigade under the cover of night to obtain the code book.

"Da Biao, Xiao Shen and his men have successfully transferred a regiment away. It's time for us to do some work. Fighting guerrilla warfare in the mountains is the specialty of the Eighth Route Army. I've been chased like a rabbit for two days. Let's make them feel the pain this time!"

Zhang Dabiao's face lit up after hearing what Li Yunlong said: "Captain, let's do it. The brothers can't wait any longer. We have enough ammunition and food. I can't guarantee that we can deploy the formation, but in this mountain, our New 1st Regiment is his ancestor."

Li Yunlong nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, order the soldiers to have a good rest, we will meet these bastards tomorrow."

The Sanchuan Battalion, which was punished to stand at Yingzuikou, also met up with the Inoue Battalion which arrived in time.

"Mr. Sanchuan, did your troops really encounter that Shen Yan?" Inoue Yiren was a little confused, because he had been tracking Li Yunlong's New 1st Regiment, and he didn't think that the two would act separately.

Sanchuan bowed his head slightly: "Yes, Captain Inoue, please look at these bodies. They are the same as the soldiers reported before. I am very sure that this was done by Shen Yan and his men."

Inoue Ito took a branch and scratched the corpse twice. He looked around and took a deep breath: "This is indeed the method of Shen Yan. I don't think he has many troops, because his large army has been chased into the mountains by me."

After saying that, he picked up the map and analyzed Shen Yan's possible location.

Mikawa pointed him in the direction on the map: "Captain Inoue, my people have been tracking them for a while and found that they are moving to the back of the plain."

Inoue Yeren looked at Shen Yan's movement route and murmured, "Behind the plain? This is... They may want to escape to the Henan District, but according to their marching speed, they can only stay in Xishui Village tonight."

After much hesitation, Inoue Yoshito decided to rest his troops tonight and attack early tomorrow morning. His troops had been in the mountains for two days and had a long-distance raid today, so the soldiers' physical strength had been exhausted.

"Mr. Sanchuan, our opponent is a very cunning man, so we must be fully prepared to deal with him and not attack rashly. His methods are unpredictable and he is likely to set a trap for us. So we should rest for a night and make plans tomorrow morning."

Sanchuan nodded in agreement: "Captain, I will follow your arrangements."

Then Inoue ordered his soldiers and the Mikawa Battalion to set up camp on the plain, and organized the soldiers to look for water. Because there were no people around, they could only send soldiers to search far away.

After taking a rest at midnight, Shen Yan reunited with the people from 937. Shen Yan asked Young Master Lu and Xin Yi to stay at home and wait for orders, and he led the remaining people to search in the direction they came from, wanting to check the enemy's camp and the approximate strength of the troops.

The reason why Young Master Lu was kept was that his personality was more like that of a political commissar. Although he had not been in the New 1st Regiment for a long time, he was able to get along well with everyone, compared to the colder temperament of You Ke and others.

Young Master Lu is simply a warm-hearted man, so whenever Shen Yan is not around, it is Lu Ren who leads the troops.

"Dean Dai, cast a spell, command." Shen Yan cast a talisman and disappeared into the night with a few people.

The figures of these people in the night were like speeding cheetahs.

Not long after, Shen Yan discovered the Japanese camp, and several people tiptoed and observed from a distance.

Shen Yan counted the tents in the camp and found that there were probably about one regiment.

He said to Youke with a sly smile on his face: "Ake, you and A Shou will go in and put poison in their water and food. After breakfast tomorrow, I will make sure they don't even have the strength to pick up their guns."

The reason for using this kind of poison is also a helpless move. The poisons of the Tang Clan are all extremely strong. Ordinary people will basically die instantly if they come into contact with them. Once someone dies of poisoning, the Japs will immediately realize that there is something wrong with the food.

But the croton that Xu Xin was tinkering with was different. Even if the soldiers who ate first showed a reaction, the others would only think that it was due to acclimatization.

You Ke and You Shou opened their illusion barrier and entered the enemy camp to search. In the middle of the camp, they found the place where the enemy stored food.

You Ke took out some poison and estimated the amount, then mixed the medicine with his own Qi poison and released it into the food.

Although his Qi poison is deadly, Shen Yan had a famous saying in his previous life that it is nonsense to talk about toxicity without considering the dosage, especially when some croton is mixed in, which will make the deadly Qi poison milder.

The two men moved around the camp like ghosts, pouring poison into all the exposed water sources in the camp.

"Captain, everything has been arranged. I will make sure that none of them can get up tomorrow."

Shen Yan smiled slightly: "Okay, let's rest here now, and call the troops to come over early tomorrow morning to bury the devils."

In the early morning before dawn, Inoue Yoshito ordered the soldiers to cook and eat, and prepare to sweep the direction of Xishui Village after the meal.

The Japanese soldiers poured bags of rice into the pot, and soon the aroma of rice filled the entire camp.

The soldier who cooked rolled the rice into rice balls, wrapped them with dried radish, and distributed them to each soldier.

The soldiers took the rice balls and gathered in groups of three or five to eat them, savoring the deliciousness of the food.

"Captain Inoue, Captain Mikawa, it's time to eat." The adjutant brought a few lunch boxes and placed them in front of the two men. Inside were rice, vegetables and some salted fish.

"Mr. Mikawa, please try the food of our regiment," said Inoue Yoshito politely.

The two of them savored the last meal of their lives.

"I have to say, Mr. Inoue, the rice shipped from the four eastern provinces is much more delicious than the rice we have in our country," Sanchuan praised while eating.

Inoue Yoshito laughed: "Hahaha, you are right, Mr. Mikawa. Our agricultural scholars have brought rice seeds back to the country. I believe that in the near future, our Great Japanese Empire will also have such good rice."

After the two men finished their meal and were about to order the soldiers to clean up the camp, they felt a sharp pain in their stomach and wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Mr. Inoue, excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom," said Sanchuan and hurried out.

Inoue Yoshito also ran outside behind him, and the camp was suddenly in chaos.

Officers and soldiers of all ranks, each holding up their trouser waists, held on to one idea: as long as they lowered their heads, they would go to the toilet over and over again.

There were constant noises coming from the camp: "Kuchi~", the sounds were endless.

The season is now approaching the end of April, the weather has warmed up, and the smell of the campsite is drifting far away.

Shen Yan smiled and spat, "Pah, it's fucking disgusting. It's almost dawn. Go back to find Young Master Lu and ask him to bring the troops over."