Chapter 70: Infiltrate 2

After the ship sailed in the sea for about three or four hours, a small island appeared in front of Jiang Lang. The island was not very high from the sea level, and some lights were on it, but the specific situation was not clear.

It was pitch black when the sky was studying. There were calls from the boat about to get off the boat, and then someone began to prepare to carry the stretcher.

The early actions of the Japanese pirates were somewhat troublesome for Jiang Lang, so he had a sudden inspiration and quietly pulled out the dagger and hid it in his sleeve. For a few hours, the body of the man around him was slowly stiffened, and even if the dagger was pulled out, it would not bleed.

Then he helped him up and leaned his face against his neck as much as possible. His messy hair also covered his gray face very well, and also blocked most of Jiang Lang's face.

"What's wrong with him?"

The man ordered Jiang Lang to carry the stretcher and asked involuntarily when he saw Jiang Lang holding the person.

Jiang Lang immediately lowered his head and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, he is drunk. I feel like I can't carry a stretcher anymore. Please forgive me!"

Before he walked in, he smelled a smell of alcohol. The man frowned and said unhappily: "Forget it, just help him. It's true that I've been drunk all day long. What kind of warriors do you think of?"

After saying that, another person was arranged to replace Jiang Lang's position.

Jiang Lang lowered his head again and said, "I'm sorry!"

The man waved his hand impatiently, ignored Jiang Lan and walked towards the bow of the boat.

Perhaps because they arrived at the island and after boarding the boat, these people said they were tired and had a rest for a while. It was dawn and the man was the most tired. After receiving the order to get off the boat, the Japanese pirates on the boat were sleepy and drowsy. No one noticed the difference between the person Jiang Lang was holding and the usual one.

The two small boats slowly approached the simple dock on the edge of the island. After the boatman tied the cables, he released a springboard from the boat, and then the people on the boat began to slowly get off the boat.

After getting off the boat, these people did not gather together, but dispersed. Although Jiang Lang didn't understand the reason, he was very glad and helped the dead Japanese pirates walk into the island.

The island is very quiet now, with almost no sounds heard, and no one patrolled, which undoubtedly provided Jiang Lang with the best opportunity. After confirming that he was not followed, Jiang Lang put the dead Japanese pirates behind a house, and then based on him, he sorted out himself, and after he walked out of the corner, he had completely turned into a wandering warrior: he was wearing messy clothes, a long knife with crooked slant, his messy hair was tied up with a rag strip, and he also hung down to cover his face, and a grass stem was in his mouth, and a thin face with a hint of disdain or a cool expression.

As for his name, Jiang Lang also thought of a name, Watanabeno, Kyoto native, at the age of twenty-five, professional ronin.

Jiang Lang didn't bury the body of the guy who didn't even know how he died. There were so many people in the entire island, and it was not easy to find someone who could speak Japanese but was not Japanese pirates. I guess when they found out, their good days would probably end.

The sky was getting brighter, and Jiang Lang slowly walked along the simple roads on the island, and at the same time began to look at the environment of the entire island. Of course, what he was most concerned about was the information about training he heard on the boat.

To transport the army, you need ships. To train the army, you need a venue. Judging the number of Japanese pirates and the training ground is the first thing Jiang Lang needs to do. At the same time, there is another one, that is, the contactor arranged by Jiang Chengzhi, who needs to spread the inquiry information, which is also the most important link.

Most of the places under the island are covered with trees and vegetation, but some places near the dock have been cut down, and simple houses have been built in the cut down places, while some places are simple tents that can barely cover the wind and rain. It is these tents and wooden houses that form a concentrated area similar to slums. A rocky path that can pass through the carriages and leads to the back of the island.

By dawn, many Japanese pirates carried their pants and walked out of these houses with satisfaction. Looking at their appearance, Jiang Lang knew that these people's houses must be the houses of prostitutes who sold their bodies to support themselves. As for the largest tent on the flat ground on the hillside of the island, the most eye-catching thing, but Jiang Lang didn't know what the specific function was.

Of course, such a layout also makes Jiang Lang suspicious, that is, the entire town is simply unprepared, at least in the area in front of him, there are no fortifications.

"Aren't they afraid of the navy from the court coming?"

Jiang Lang looked at the dilapidated place in front of him and couldn't help but wonder, "Can the main force of the Japanese pirates not on this island?"

Jiang Lang looked at the area again. Indeed, he could not see any fortifications. The only thing he could see was those ronin who were dressed almost like himself.

In fact, Jiang Lang didn't know that the Japanese pirates were just a small role to the court. The court now put all its energy in the north. The neighbors there were particularly restless for the past or two years. Moreover, since the end of Zheng He's mission to voyage to the West, the development of the Ming Dynasty's naval army stagnated and he was unable to go to sea to fight. The Japanese pirates' boats were small and fast, so the navy could not catch up at all, let alone searching for traces of the Japanese pirates in the vast sea. As for Jiang Chengzhi who could arrange people to come in, it also lost a lot of people. And he was not willing to give the credit to the navy in this way. So the Japanese pirates became the tumor on the Ming Emperor's body, not big, but they had to hurt each other once or twice.

Unfortunately, Zhongjiang Lang had no choice but to remember the surrounding terrain, and then sat in front of a big stone, looking at the small port under the island, with about a dozen sparse docks there, swaying up and down gently with the undulating waves.

"It's really strange."

After looking carefully, Houjiang Lang couldn't help but underestimate that he had also been on these ships last night. According to the capacity, one ship could transport about twenty-three people, which means that the ship on the port below can transport up to about five hundred to six hundred people at a time. The habit of Japanese pirates is to turn back immediately after each invasion of the coast. According to his own estimate, the last time the Japanese pirates surrounded the imperial army was close to two thousand, so how did the remaining more than 1,400 people transport to the other strait?

Jiang Lang had always been more confident about his own estimate, so he immediately combined the matter at the port with the information he heard, that is, in order to prevent anyone from inquiring the news, the Japanese pirates hid the rest of the ships and the soldiers in training.

Understanding his primary purpose, Jiang Lang stood up and walked along the road to the hillside. This place is only one island larger, and the rest are surrounded by small islands. If you want to train troops, you may also be on this island.

Not long after walking, a wall made of wood appeared in front of Jianglang, and every other period, there were some observation decks hidden in the woods. This kind of building was like a hamlet built by the army during the marching.

On the road, there was a gate made of wood, and there were several guards standing at the door. Although they were dressed as ronin, they obviously had strict discipline.

The guard standing at the door saw Jiang Lang walking towards this side and immediately shouted: "Stop, who is the person? Don't you know that you can't get close to here?"

At the same time, the soldiers on the observation decks on both sides of the gate also raised their bows and pointed them at Jianglang. Then one of them loosened the bowstrings, and a slight sound was made, and a feather arrow shot in front of Jianglang, shaking tremblingly.

Jiang Lang pretended to be jumped, quickly took two steps back, bent down and bowed, and shouted: "I'm sorry, I'm lost!"

"Baga!"

The soldier who was talking cursed, and when he saw Jiang Lang's ugly appearance, he couldn't help laughing, saying, "What a fool, you will get lost on such a small island, get back to me!"

“Yes, yes!”
Chapter completed!