C637 knife drawing team entered the city

Xiao Letian's diary was considered the top secret within the new army, and Wang Huaiyuan, Sima Yun and the others could only occasionally glance at it. Xiao Letian's diary was filled with many prophetic prophecies.

What French Napoleon III would definitely step down, what Prussian Germany would definitely rise up, and what combination of Austria and Hungary, these were all recorded in Xiao Letian's diary.

To tell the truth, this diary is a prophecy. It depends on whether you believe it or not.

Itou Hirobumi had only flipped through two or three pages when she was already shocked to the core. He was completely convinced by the lofty strategic point of view in the diary, he never thought that a single person could actually analyse the fate of so many nations.

This diary contains science and technology, industry, geopolitics, ethnography... It was almost a Treasure Book of the other countries in Europe, where many of Itou Hirobumi's doubts were all answered.

Xiao Letian smiled as he looked at him, he did not care that he had already revealed the secrets of heaven. He was very clear that this kind of judgement for the future would never have any pattern, even if he told them the results of the future.

Just like how you gave him handfuls of white rice without telling him how to grow them, over time, the other party would develop a deep reliance on Xiao Letian. The more accurate Xiao Letian's predictions were, the stronger this dependence was.

More importantly, this accurate prediction of the future would make the myths on Xiao Letian's body become even more intense, and this kind of myths would be extremely fatal for the Japanese elites.

The young Itou Hirobumi had already felt the gazes of jealousy from behind him, her back was practically on fire. What she had now was a sheath that could wrap a sharp blade.

Not to mention that civil servants lacked power, when their wisdom was enough to guide the future in the dark, martial arts would forever be an adjunct to their wisdom. It was always the brain that commanded the Katana, not the brain of the Katana.

Japan had made such a mistake in Xiao Letian's previous life. When the strategist of the Minzhiweixin passed away and the violent militarists took their place, Japan was like the command brain of the Katana. All the intelligent civil officials who did not obey the command were basically all killed.

After the Japanese Minzhiweixin, all the way until the end of the second world war, during these eighty odd years, the assassinations became the wind, the Katana massacred the brain time and time again. Why can't Japan produce outstanding strategist? It was because they had killed their own people and killed off the smart ones.

Gao Shanjinzuo had died from illness, Sakamoto Ryoma had been assassinated, and even long-time Borileimu had been assassinated, not to mention the 226 and 515. At that time, even more civil servants had died.

Xiao Letian did not want the Japanese warriors to become a mob that could not be controlled in his previous life. If he wanted to control them, he had to put on a sword sheath.

"Ito Jun. The next fifty years in Europe are all in this diary. You have to study it carefully. Don't let me down, okay …"

Xiao Letian's words made Itou Hirobumi cry out in pain. He tightly gripped the diary as she knelt on top of the tatami, choked with sobs, and found it hard to speak. The Prime Minister is unable to repay this great favor. This subject will take you as my master for the rest of my life … "

Xiao Letian's string of gifts had caused these future officials to feel dizzy. Xiao Letian was bullying them because he wanted to brand his own name on their bodies.

However, this group of Japanese s really took it all in, because their core political thought was that there was a king among all people, and was the only one in all of Asia who could go on an expedition to Europa and win.

Sakamoto Ryoma had never been able to understand why Xiao Letian was so interested in Itou Hirobumi. Although he had to admit that Lord Yi Teng was very talented, he was still young and naive.

After all, the ancients valued bloodlines very much. Xiao Letian's blood flowed in his veins, so he had to repay the loyalty he had.

"Alright, let's end the meeting here. Let's discuss the remaining issues …" What exactly do you need for me to come here? Do you need me to send the new troops directly as reinforcements? Are you able to defeat the Mu Clan or not … "

Returning to the most serious topic, everyone sat up straight. Dao Jinzhongyi was the first to speak, "For the time being, we don't need the new troops to support us. After going through two battles in the Changzhou Realm, the Four Seasons Soldiers have matured a lot.

"Can't, can't! I think the Prime Minister's new army should be prepared. The plan to reverse the situation must be completed. With 260 years of rule by the Mu Estate, who knows what they might have …" Dao Jinjiuguang said as his brows tightened.

Shan Xianyoupeng was a fanatical warrior with dignity. Just now, Xiao Letian had given him even more glory, which already made him extremely jealous and unconvinced. He stood up and roared loudly, "Warriors of the Changzhou vassal are invincible! Zhi Tianxinchang could not, Feng Chenxiuji could not, and Tokugawa Kang could not … Prime Minister, please be at ease, we will win the final victory of the Contest! "

"Step down!" Gao Shanjinzuo suddenly became angry: "Reversing the curtain is a common cause among the Southwest's four vassals, how can it only rely on us Changzhou vassal? Are you going to split your allies? "Ba Ga …"

Gao Shanjinzuo scolded until Shan Xianyoupeng's face turned completely red, the great warlord blushed as he admitted his mistake. Then, Xiao Letian waved his hands and said, "Let's not talk about the matter of the new recruits. You guys can talk about the materials storage, manpower deployment and information gathering first, I want to see what your plans are."

Deer Island began a long discussion and talked about how the sun had set and how even dinner was casually settled by eating a few rice ball sushi during the meeting.

Just as Xiao Letian and the others were having their meeting, a small conflict occurred in the computer conference under the city. The cause of the conflict was actually Yepingtai and Bing Tai Lang.

This time, Xiao Letian didn't bring Xiao Hexin, Luo Huo and the others with him to Japan. He only brought Yepingtai, Bing Tai Lang and more than a hundred Japanese Knife Puller s.

It would not be a problem for Xiao Letian to secretly enter the Deer Island under the protection of the Dragon Lord. After that, he gave the knife drawing team s a small break and allowed them to stroll around the port and the chests in the city. However, they were not allowed to leave the city.

This group of Knife Puller s had long since become extremely bored. One by one, they changed into their long awaited kimonos and filled their waists with silver coins, excitedly rushing into the city to enjoy themselves.

Tavern, casino, brothel... There were Knife Puller's figures everywhere, causing the merchants of Deer Island to be stunned. They strangely discovered something different about this group of warriors.

His first impression was that he was rich, and that there was not a single copper coin. All of them were the latest silver coins in Ryukyu, and there were no merchants in this world who didn't like using absolute hard currency.

Another characteristic was the bald man. Everyone had abandoned their traditional warrior hairstyle. Each of them had a clean-cut hairstyle that was even better than a monk's.

The last point was even more suspicious. How could these warriors wear silk kimono? Isn't this clothes that only famous people are qualified to wear?

Gradually, some people began to join up with the others to inquire about the identities of these people. Many small conflicts started.

At this time, Yepingtai and Bing Tai Lang were finding a place near the window of a tavern to drink sake s. Two pale-faced Japanese geisha were playing and singing by their side.

Japanese's favorite tuna sushi, iguana lobster, bonito, mountain pickles, fish fish, barbecued eels, precious black sugar pastries … This meal seemed to have gathered all the delicacies that could be found on the market.

However, what surprised the geisha was that the two warriors in front of her were still not satisfied. Many of the dishes were only given to her with two or three bites of chopsticks.

When the two warriors were ordering, the boss didn't dare to offer the dishes to them. He thought that they would encounter an overlord dish, but in the end, a stack of shiny silver Ryukyu Silver Coins was slapped out. The boss left and kneeled on the ground to apologize.

Yepingtai and Bing Tai Lang had eaten a big meal with the Prime Minister in Europe and had even eaten a dazzling variety of dishes in Qing Province. They had lost interest in such simple dishes a long time ago, yet they were actually eating a meal while sighing and sighing.

"I really miss the delicacies of Qingguo! Only that rich country would be willing to use precious fat to fry vegetables, how much food would that waste … However, the taste of the oil is really good! " Bing Tai took a huge gulp of the sake s. Only the boiled abalone in front of him was slightly to his liking.

"Nani?" You've only followed your father for two years, and your appetite is already so high? Have you forgotten what it was like when you were with E Balang? You're so happy to be able to eat just one white rice rice ball, but at the Prime Minister's banquet after the Tyrant Blood War, you ate a total of twelve black plum rice ball, did you forget? "

Bing Tai shook his head and sighed as he thought about it. "It really feels like a dream …" But before he could finish, he heard the street outside fall into chaos.

"Baga!" The damned wild warrior actually did not give way to the High Scholar? Who gave you the right to wear silk? "You are all courting death …" As they spoke, the sound of Katana being drawn came out of its scabbard.

"Nani?" Bing Tai and were short but when they leaned against the window and looked outside, they realized that there were still four or five soldiers left behind by the class monitor, who were surrounded by more than ten warriors. More than ten Katana were pointing at them, and the Knife Puller soldiers were leaning on their shoulders with vicious looks in their eyes.

"Damn it, you actually dare to not kneel and beg for mercy after bumping into the High Scholar. Do you still dare to defend?" Lowly wild warrior, hand over your life! " With that, the Katana slashed down like the wind.