On the fifth day after crossing the Han River, Ye Zhikuiyong's camp had already entered Jinhua. Oshima Yoshikazu bit him tightly like he had rabies. Fortunately, he was not far from Pyongyang, and Ye Zhikui ignored the little loss.

At the hour of Xu, Yeying was in the tent.

"How is the situation?" Ye Zhikui stood beside the bed and asked the cabbage military doctor, and Xiao Linglong stood beside him.

The old military doctor looked at his mouth, rolled his eyelids, took his pulse, shook his head, and replied, "How strange! Sir, he is obviously a dying person with weak pulse, why is his injury recovering so quickly?" Ye Zhikui really wanted to yell. I really don't understand the pulse, please don't tell me about the pulse.

Ye Zhikui took a step forward, looked at it, and said, "You mean he should be dead."

The old military doctor brushed his beard and nodded and replied: "From the pulse"

"I'm dead or not!" Ye Zhikui had to interrupt him.

The old military doctor replied expressionlessly: "Die." Then he sighed again, sighing: "Oh! Young people nowadays, they are impatient."

"Die? Dead! I'm not dead! I won't die before I take revenge." The man in black opened his eyes, scaring the old military doctor to the shock.

Before this was over, the man in black woke up and jumped up from the bed, his eyes were full of alert, and he looked at Ye Zhikui and asked, "Where am I? Who are you?" Seeing Xiao Linglong beside him, he hurriedly pulled him in front of him.

Ye Zhikui first sent someone to send the old military doctor back to the camp. While walking, the old military doctor said that the man in black was dead.

Xiao Linglong hugged the man in black and said in surprise: "Dad is awake, dad is awake, dad is awake, dad, it is uncle who saved dad."

"Brother Tai, I am in the Qing Dynasty. Ye Zhikui, the official of the camp of the Qing Dynasty." Ye Zhikui introduced himself.

"But Ye Zhikui, the Young Marshal Ye who attacked three thousand enemies and saved the old general Nie, Yu Chenghuan?" asked in surprise.

Ye Zhikui was slightly stunned. Am I very famous? After a pause, he replied: "I think you should be me."

The man in black put down his guard and clasped his fists as if he had found an organization, and said excitedly: "After Brother Tu Linghan and Weiting (Yuan Shikai) returned to China with illness, he has been responsible for spying on North Korea's intelligence."

The two sat down in different times, and Tu Linghan introduced himself in detail. Ye Zhikui also roughly understood the origin of this man. Tu Linghan had already entered North Korea more than ten years ago. On the surface, he was the counselor of the Prime Minister stationed in North Korea for negotiating business affairs. As Yuan Shikai's deputy, his identity was secretly the secret agent of the Prime Minister's North Korean intelligence. Not only did he marry a wife in North Korea, but he also gave birth to a man and a woman. On July 23, the Japanese army attacked him suddenly

Seoul Royal Palace carried out a comprehensive cleaning of Seoul. After Tu Linghan returned home, he found that his wife had been humiliated to death. His daughter was stuffed into a secret latitude by his wife to escape. However, he saw his mother die of humiliation with his own eyes. From then on, he became half crazy and half stupid, and his intelligence decreased to about five or six years old. Then he learned that his son was tortured to death. Speaking of this, Tu Linghan's tiger eyes were filled with tears, his teeth were bitten out of blood, and his clenched fists were even more pierced into his flesh.

Ye Zhikui didn't know how to comfort him, so he pondered for a while and asked, "What are your plans for Brother Tu in the future? Or should I go back to China first?"

Tu Linghan shook his head and said firmly: "It is impossible for someone to recognize someone in this way. He has an irreconcilable hatred with the Japanese pirates. He has already sworn that he will only live to kill Japanese slaves in this life. From then on, he is no longer Tu Linghan, but a butcher who slaughtered all Japanese slaves in the world. The Japanese slaves are immortal and the butcher will not die. Please take me in, and I am willing to attack Japanese slaves with you."

Ye Zhikui looked at him in a ditch and saw the devastating hatred in his eyes. After pondering for a moment, Ye Zhikui replied, "Okay, since you surrendered to me, I am not pretentious. I only have one request. I will only listen to my orders from the next time. Don't worry, I will give you a chance to kill the Japanese pirates." Seeing Tu Linghan, no, I will call you a butcher in the future. Seeing the butcher nodded, Ye Zhikui continued, "Not long ago, I obtained some confidential information about the Japanese people from some special channels, which not only contained some secrets from my Beiyang Navy, but also some strategic plans of the Japanese people. Because I have not used to determine the correctness, I have not handed it over it yet, and I have no time to let me determine the correctness. You have become a dead person, so I will hand it over it in your name, and I will say it was handed over to me before you die."

Ye Zhikui took out some of the mistakes of the Qing army in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 and some of the strategic ideas of the Japanese army that he had compiled over the past few days. These were written under the name of the Japanese. He was worried that he could not find a reason to send them. He happened to be sleepy and someone gave him a pillow. How could he not be happy?

The butcher took the paper and saw the first page of the Beiyang Navy's strengths and weaknesses. The first one was laughing and scolded the Beiyang Navy for being kicked by a donkey, saying that the Beiyang Navy's flowering ammunition was stored in Lushun, Weihai base ammunition depot, but the warship did not carry enough ammunition. In this way, we met the Japanese Navy. The Qing navy general who only used armor-piercing bombs and training bombs was vulnerable. He also mocked the Beiyang Navy's admiral Ding Ruchang, "only know the bow and horse" and did not understand artillery shells. He commented on all the generals of the Beiyang Navy.

The second page is the "combat policy" formulated by the Japanese war base, the war goals of the Japanese army and three combat plans: Case A, victory in the naval battle, seizing the sea control power, and immediately transporting the army from the Bohai Bay to seek a decisive battle with the main force of the Qing army in the Zhili Plain; Case B, without distinction between the sea battle, and the defeat, the army will be sent to repel the Qing army in Korea, and achieve the goal of supporting North Korea's independence; Case C, the naval battle failed and the sea control power was seized by China, and the army will be sent to strengthen its defense in Korea as much as possible and repel the Qing army's attack.

The butcher was shocked and understood the importance of this information. If it was true, it would be impossible to change the result of the war. Moreover, the comments of those Beiyang Navy officers were no less than a major official earthquake. The storm center was the person who sent the information. No wonder Mr. Ye didn't dare to hand over it easily.

The butcher who thought he understood Ye Shao's thoughts copied it again without any hesitation, of course, in their code. After writing, Ye Zhikui sent three teams to Ye Zhichao overnight and asked Ye Zhichao to send it to Li Hongzhang.

After these busy things, Ye Zhikui began to have a headache about the butcher's position. He was originally the intelligence leader. When he thought of the special forces in later generations, Ye Zhikui couldn't help but have an idea. He said: "Brother Tu, I am going to build a special forces team. The main tasks are harassment, destruction, assassination and kidnapping, reconnaissance behind enemy lines, stealing intelligence and curbing these enemy personnel. Brother Tu will serve as the captain of this team. The personnel will directly select the strongest from our battalion and give priority to the loyalty of the personnel. Then I will give you a training outline, the selection criteria for the special forces team, and future combat tasks."

A glimmer flashed in the butcher's eyes and replied: "I have recorded it. May I ask Mr. Ye, what is the name of the special forces?"

Ye Zhikui yawned, thought for a while, and said, "Just call it the Iron Blood Thirteen Eagle." The Iron Blood Thirteen Eagle, which became famous all over the world in the future and scared the enemy, was born in a yawn by Mr. Ye.

As its first captain, the butcher, known as the God of Death, officially stepped on the stage of history. After the butcher died, his body research showed that he should have died in 1894, which means that the old military doctor was actually wrong, but in fact the butcher lived until the Japanese island was occupied by Ye Zhikui before laughing three times. The incident of the butcher's spirit and physical immortality was called one of the eight miracles in the world by later generations, and later generations also called the butcher phenomenon that was incredible and easy to normal in normal human body.

After all this, Ye Zhikui was drowsy. Fortunately, Xiao Linglong didn't come to disturb him today. Ye Zhikui turned off the lights and went to bed, laying beautifully, feeling a little disappointed in her heart. Soon, she felt a delicate body coming in, and her whole body was naked. Ye Zhikui knew very well that it was not Linglong, and vaguely guessed that it was Queen Min. Today, from the butcher's mouth, Min Hyun-joo was actually Queen Min in the North Korean country. Of course, she was much better than Cixi. However, Min herself did not indicate her identity, and Ye Zhikui did not point out her. There was such a queen slave, and Ye Zhikui couldn't help but ask for it. But she didn't expect that she would seduce herself tonight. Of course, Ye Zhikui would not believe that Queen Min was slutty, and suddenly thought of two words: borrow seeds!

Under the teasing of Queen Min, the young and strong and full-blooded young Ye Shao quickly lost himself. He responded enthusiastically, seven times a night until dawn.

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