Chapter 160 The Transmigrated Boy Used as Cannon Fodder (Part 7) In modern times...

In modern times, the poorest families Mo Kaiyang had ever seen were those who couldn't afford meat once a week, and whose children couldn't afford notebooks and pens for school. This was the first time he had ever seen someone so poor that even eating was a struggle.

But such things can be seen everywhere in this world.

Along the way, we encountered a few more families, with emaciated children and elderly people, their eyes numb and empty, as if they might be swallowed up by the wind and sand at any moment.

Mo Kaiyang's good mood had vanished, and he walked silently with his head down. Lin You was a little unaccustomed to his quietness.

The old man pointed out the route accurately, and Mo Kaiyang's sense of direction was indeed excellent. After running for about ten minutes, the two saw a city in the distance.

The towering city walls, built of bluestone bricks, are seven or eight meters high. Flags are erected on the top of the walls, their black and red colors fluttering in the wind, conveying the ruggedness and boldness of the frontier.

“That’s General Wan Jun’s banner.” Mo Kaiyang stared at the city wall for a long while before suddenly saying, “At least Emperor Wan Xuan was a very good emperor.”

According to later historical records, in addition to the fortuitous circumstances of this emperor's accession to the throne, he also reduced agricultural taxes, encouraged commerce, treated refugees, reorganized the military, and defeated enemy forces, which led to the people living in peace and prosperity and the dynasty's long-term prosperity.

So what does it matter whether he is Wan Xuan or Wan Jun? As long as he can ensure that the people can live peacefully, that's enough.

Anyway, he's still alive and well, and the real General Wan Jun didn't die either. As for who the historical General Wan Jun was, it's not that important anymore.

Mo Kaiyang breathed a long sigh of relief and followed Lin You towards the city gate. Halfway there, he suddenly realized, "Sister, we don't have any travel permits or anything like that, so can we still get through?"

Mo Kaiyang has a thorough understanding of the clothing of various dynasties, but he hasn't studied other aspects much. However, even in modern times, you need an ID card to go out, so there must have been something similar in ancient times.

"That thing should be called a travel permit, right? It's okay, we'll sneak in quietly later." Lin You took another talisman and stuck it on Mo Kaiyang. The two walked to the city gate and followed behind other people's cars, swaggering into the city.

Meanwhile, the soldiers at the city gate, who had been keeping an eye on the man and woman, seemed not to have seen them at all.

Lin You also heard someone mutter quietly, "So many people are covered in dust and dirt, where are we going to find a young and beautiful man and woman carrying weapons?"

Mo Kaiyang also heard it, and couldn't help but glance at that person, then at himself and Lin You, expressing deep admiration for his system sister's abilities.

Not only were the checks at the city gates strict, but the soldiers patrolling inside the city were also constantly watching the pedestrians around them, so Lin You and Mo Kaiyang became even more discreet.

As an external system, Lin You was not in a position to interfere in matters outside of missions. She simply reminded Mo Kaiyang not to act recklessly and then let him do as he pleased.

Mo Kaiyang was well aware of his advantages. He was skilled in martial arts and had the talisman given to him by Lin You, making him the most suitable person to launch a sneak attack from the shadows.

Of course, as anyone who has read the novel knows, there is another very common method in the martial arts world: drugging. These include things like muscle-relaxing powder, sleeping potion, and sleeping smoke. They are convenient to use in large quantities and are suitable for group attacks.

Historical records indicate that the enemy force that came to this battle numbered around 30,000. It wouldn't be appropriate to poison everyone, so Mo Kaiyang cunningly decided to target only the leaders.

After confirming with Lin You that the talisman's effect would last for 24 hours and that the usage time could be temporarily set, Mo Kaiyang began his plan.

Based on the martial arts experience he learned from wuxia novels, he first went to a tavern to gather information, and then followed a uniquely dressed person who looked like he belonged in the martial arts world. After winding through the alleys, they found a shop hidden in a corner.

After secretly observing for a while and confirming that this was the legendary black market, Mo Kaiyang began to dress himself up.

First, he tore open a rather tattered piece of clothing and used strips of cloth to wrap his sword, giving him a more江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) look. Then, he tore off a larger piece of cloth to cover his face, and picked out a clean piece of cloth, tore off a piece, and handed it to Lin You.

Then, after everyone else was in the shop, he took off the concealment talisman and appeared silently in front of the boss.

The shop owner, who had seen many strange and unusual people from the martial arts world, was startled by the sudden appearance of the two, but still greeted them, "Are you two heroes looking to buy something or sell something?"

Mo Kaiyang approached the shopkeeper mysteriously and, mimicking the way the martial arts man had spoken, said, "I have a rare treasure here that I'd like to exchange for some money."

The chubby boss was used to this kind of talk. All sorts of random things that people from the martial arts world dug out of the mountains, lakes, soil, and even coffins were considered rare treasures by him.

Mo Kaiyang pretended to rummage through his bag and pulled out a small mirror, about the size of a palm, wrapped in a tattered cloth. The wooden frame had no carvings on it; it was for touching up his makeup when he was cosplaying.

To show off his power, Mo Kaiyang imitated the previous person and slammed the things on the table with a "bang." Lin You almost couldn't help but laugh at his pretentious manner.

Fortunately, although the store was in a remote location, it was quite spacious. To avoid bursting into laughter, Lin You went to explore the other side of the store.

There is a wooden shelf more than two meters wide here, with all sorts of things on it, including a wooden hairpin broken in two, a rusty dart, a strip of cloth that looks quite old, and even an inconspicuous bamboo pole, etc.

Lin You stared at them for a long time, but couldn't figure out what was different about them.

Suddenly, a young waiter appeared out of nowhere. Seeing Lin You staring at the bamboo pole, he whispered, "Back then, Master Yan fought against the Three Wonders of the East Gate all by himself. He didn't use any weapons, just a bamboo pole, and defeated the three of them within ten moves. This is the bamboo pole he used back then."

After saying that, he stood next to Lin You, staring at her like a thief, as if afraid she would steal the bamboo pole.

Lin You: ………

The leisure life of these people in the martial arts world is quite colorful.

On the other side, the fat boss, looking at the ordinary wood grain on the cabinet, had already given up all hope.

He glanced furtively at the sword Mo Kaiyang was carrying, and considering the way he had suddenly appeared, the fat shopkeeper began to ponder whether to give him thirty or fifty coins to send him away.

When he opened the mirror, the polite words he was about to say were stuck in his throat. The smooth, flat glass surface clearly reflected his strange expression, which made his expression even more distorted.

He carefully examined the mirror, and after confirming that there was no damage whatsoever, he gave Mo Kaiyang a look that was hard to describe. Knowing that it was a good thing, why did you hit it so hard? Weren't you afraid of breaking it?

“This item, sir, is indeed a rare treasure. I’ll offer thirty taels.” Seeing that Mo Kaiyang remained unmoved, the fat shopkeeper added, “Thirty taels of gold.”

Although Mo Kaiyang had some knowledge of ancient currency, he still couldn't quite convert it into modern money. However, he knew that thirty taels of gold was a large sum of money.

However, in this kind of business, prices must be negotiated. Mo Kaiyang leaned close to the boss's ear and whispered, "Money is not a problem, but could you give me a little extra?"

After saying that, he glanced at Lin You again, and only after confirming that there was nothing she wanted over there did he continue to whisper, "Do you have any... medicine that can make someone lose consciousness?"

After saying that, he winked at his boss, indicating that they both understood the situation.

The shop owner was delighted that he didn't raise the price and gave him a knowing smile. "I have a much better medicine than that one, guaranteed to satisfy you."

After saying that, he took out a packet of medicine powder and specifically instructed Mo Kaiyang, "Take only half a mung bean-sized amount of the powder at a time. Whether you feed it to your mouth, sprinkle it on your body, or even burn it into smoke, it will still be effective. Do not be greedy."

This is a combination of sleeping pills and sleeping gas! The boss is really thoughtful!

Mo Kaiyang carefully opened it and glanced at it. He felt it was only enough for twenty or thirty uses, and shook his head in disgust. "You're being too stingy. You should at least give me a pound or two. I need it for hundreds of uses."

The fat shopkeeper stared at him dumbfounded for a while before he reacted: "So you're in that kind of business, sir? No problem, no problem. I only have a pound and a half of stock left, I'll add it all for you. If you have any more good stuff, don't forget about me, Old Hu."

Mo Kaiyang accepted the bundle of medicinal powder and thirty taels of gold, then nodded in satisfaction. Before leaving, he cupped his hands in praise, "Boss Hu is indeed generous!"

Mr. Hu smiled and said, "Take care, sir. Come visit again when you have time."

Of course, the drugging had to be done at night. Even when the army in ancient times launched a night raid, it was a small force. Large armies of tens of thousands of men would set up camp at night.

The sun was just beginning to set, and while there was still time, Mo Kaiyang treated Lin You to an authentic northern Mongolian mutton soup noodle dish.

The slightly yellow noodles were incredibly chewy, the broth was fresh and rich, and the bowl was topped with several large chunks of mutton. The meat was stewed until very tender and had no gamey smell. One bite and your mouth would be filled with juicy goodness. It was truly delicious.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Mo Kaiyang was ready to get to work. Some of the buildings in Mo City that are still standing today were preserved in later generations. Now that he was here, he had found the right direction.

Before the city gates closed, Mo Kaiyang once again applied a concealment talisman and slipped out. Lin You followed beside him, also concealing her aura, watching to see what he would do.

The medicine powder given by the fat boss was all pre-packaged in small oil paper packets, which were spacious enough to be easily accessible.

Mo Kaiyang, who grew up in modern times, had watched palace dramas with his mother, so he knew a little bit about how to administer drugs.

After locating the military camp, Mo Kaiyang affixed a concealment talisman and swaggered inside.

Previously, he killed several people while protecting General Wan Jun. Besides the urgency of the situation, it was also because those people's behavior was truly disgusting.

Now that he's in this military camp, Mo Kaiyang really can't bring himself to kill the man.

Fortunately, General Wan Jun did not order him to kill anyone, but only to delay the arrival of the enemy. Mo Kaiyang then planned to drug the enemy and create some chaos.

After all, once all the generals are unconscious, the soldiers under their command will be leaderless, and there is little chance that they will continue to attack the city.

At worst, he could just stroll in again and administer the drug after the generals woke up. That way, he could not only buy time but also avoid leaving himself with psychological trauma. He was so clever!

With so many men crammed together, there were bound to be many unsightly scenes, so Mo Kaiyang simply told Lin You to stay outside.

Fortunately, the positions of generals and officers are still easy to distinguish. In the larger tents, there are a bunch of smelly people crammed together, sleeping in all directions and snoring loudly. Those must be the soldiers.

The one who lives in a single room, is dressed neatly and orderly, and has fruits and snacks laid out on the table, with a formation diagram on the table, must be the leader.

It was still early, and the leading general had summoned a group of people, including his deputies, to discuss countermeasures.

Mo Kaiyang made a point of noticing which tent they had come from, and after they left, he sneaked in and smeared the powder on the lid of the water bottle.

If there were snacks or dried meat on the table, he would secretly sprinkle some on them, and even sprinkle a little bit on the pillows and blankets.

Anyway, there was already quite a lot of this stuff, and the boss even said to come back to him when he ran out, so Mo Kaiyang was determined to use up all the medicine powder.

After wandering around for a while and administering the drug to all the generals, Mo Kaiyang scattered the remaining powder in the communal sleeping area.

He scattered one packet of powder in each tent, and after distributing almost all of them, he didn't stay to check on the results. He took off his mask and gloves, and threw them, along with the paper packets containing the powder, into the brazier in the corner to burn.

The effects of the medicine powder wouldn't be immediately apparent, so to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Mo Kaiyang specifically targeted the general's acupoint.

Unlike his previous method of attacking General Wanjun, Mo Kaiyang struck hard this time, deliberately leaving a portion of his true energy in the meridians. Only someone with stronger internal energy than him and who knows the technique of unblocking acupoints can unblock this acupoint.

This situation looks more like a stroke causing hemiplegia. The general is sick on the eve of battle, and the deputy general is unconscious. How can you guarantee that these people will not continue to attack the city?