I am practicing in the Nianghua Warring States Period

"This wine has been specially refined." It's ethanol, too much of it can kill you! "It's not suitable for direct consumption!"

"Yeah, I know. I tried it myself... I almost died. But it tastes really good, it can make people lose all sense of taste and pain. I originally planned to use it for anesthesia experiments, but I didn't expect to collapse first and almost didn't wake up." Yong Zhen shook his head calmly, exhaled a breath of alcohol and said, "But after other experiments, I found that it can be drunk by mixing it with water. It tastes pretty good."

Chapter 145: Like Yongzhen who transformed into Shura

"?! You actually drank it right from the start? For anesthesia experiments?"

"Yes, I've actually been looking for a way to anesthetize people. My father did this experiment. You can either knock someone out with a stick, but if you don't do it right, you can easily kill them. That's how I developed my swordsmanship. Or you can give the patient strong liquor, which is like being drunk to death. But many people can drink, no matter how much they drink, they can't get drunk; some people can't drink, because it's too easy to get drunk and die. There are even some people who can't drink and will die if they do."

That's an alcohol allergy. Yongzhen's experience in medicine has provided a good summary: "In short, there are cases of patients waking up mid-surgery, causing the entire operation to be halted, and some who moved around too much and died from excessive blood loss. So, seeing this 'medical alcohol' smell so strong, I secretly drank it. Phew... well, it tastes pretty good."

"I have anesthetics. Don't take risks anymore." The handsome boy looked at the calm and intelligent queen, and then remembered the father she mentioned: "Your father is also..."

"Oh, he didn't die from drinking, he died from taking the medicine he made himself. I like making some small tools, but none of them are as exquisite as the ones you asked the blacksmith to make..." Yongzhen took a scalpel beside him, looked at it, and made a few sword postures. After a dashing look, he carefully put the scalpel aside: "I like these knives. All knives are used to kill! Only this knife is used to save lives. I... I have never thought about killing people, but I have killed many. This knife is my favorite knife."

"If you like, you can stay here." Beidou Xinwei looked at the other person's profile.

It was obvious that they were not happy to remain in the intelligence agency and preferred to save lives on the operating table rather than kill them. If we were to talk about assholes, the girls in this clinic were assholes to the extreme.

"No need to go to an intelligence agency you don't like anymore."

"Thank you, sir. I'm deeply grateful." Yong Zhen thanked him sincerely, then looked at Beidou Xinwei and said, "My lord, please don't appear on my operating table."

"Don't worry, it's impossible."

"But... where did you discover these miraculous medical skills? Yesterday, Lord Kikyo personally came to me and studied the methods in the 'Qing Nang Shu' with me. I found that many of the things in it are too detailed." Yong Zhen glanced at Beidou Xinwei, his eyes as if wanting to clear everything up. "Kikyo told me that my lord, you have selfish motives. You hope that your concubines will not die during childbirth in the future, so you 'brought out' this method. So is this really Hua Tuo's Qing Nang Shu? Or did you write it yourself?"

Beidou Xinwei wondered if his identity as a plagiarist was about to be exposed. Oh, wouldn't that mean he had 'invented' the cesarean section? Wouldn't that mean...

"Have you transformed into 'Ashura'?" Yongzhen's originally gentle eyes were now staring at Beidou Xinwei's eyes like a warrior.

"...What 'Shura'?"

"How many pregnant women did you torture and kill to learn such a delicate surgical technique?"

Yes, how many pregnant women were tortured and killed by the first caesarean sections?

"..." Beidou Xinwei was silent for a moment. This guy had to pretend to be more convincing.

I think of André, the father of European anatomy.

The beautiful boy's eyes did look a little painful, and the smell of him being here wasn't very good either.

Then he whispered as if reminiscing, "Some pregnant women are thrown into mass graves when they die. Their husbands' families are unwilling to give them a funeral. You know? Overgrown graves with weeds and flickering ghost lights. Rotting corpses, half-rotting corpses. Cutting them open layer by layer, secretly conducting experiments. The smell of dead women and babies is truly disgusting."

Beidou Xinwei was 10 years old when she learned this story. Honestly, while stories about ancient sages are valuable, not all of them are suitable for educating children. Beidou Xinwei learned this story too early. This was part of an extracurricular lesson, so the teacher used a slideshow for the presentation. The room was dark, and the setting was gloomy. The slideshow showed a portrait of Andrea Vesalius.

And Andreas Vesalius's human figure sketches were as terrifying as they could be. The teacher, on stage, eloquently described how to steal a body from a weedy grave. Five minutes into the lecture, a child in the audience vomited—and the teacher cleaned up the multimedia classroom before continuing.

Recalling his stubborn teacher from 20 years ago, Beidou Xinwei couldn't help but look nauseous. He said, "That year (when I learned this story), I was only ten years old. Following Mingguo's teacher (reading this disgusting but profoundly meaningful story), I was so sick that I couldn't eat for three days. It's normal for you to doubt me. No one in this world is born with knowledge. But please believe me, I haven't done anything against the will of heaven or earth."

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." Yongzhen stared into Beidou Xinwei's eyes, not knowing what method she had used to force him to believe her. Or rather, Beidou Xinwei had no reason to lie to her. As if remembering her rebellious father, Yongzhen held Beidou Xinwei's hand. "You really are like my father, willing to sacrifice yourself for others. But people like that don't live long. I hope you won't do this again in the future, okay?"

"Okay, I'll try." Guided by the spirit of fairness, Beidou Xinwei never acted like a herbivore. Hold my hand—Beidou Xinwei grabbed Yongzhen's hand with his backhand and pushed him against the wall.

"If we're talking about the 'same kind' aura, you do have it too." Beidou Xinwei didn't think he was the type to be sacrificed.

He could immediately tell that Yongzhen had a tendency toward self-destruction and self-sacrifice. A beauty like this who suppressed herself too much would inevitably get into trouble—even if it was like saving a fallen woman. Beidou Xinwei actually quite liked her personality.

"Where... what, what kind of scent is that?" He frantically tried to break free, but to no avail. Deep down, Yongzhen was still berating himself: Yongzhen, oh Yongzhen! How could you be so wanton? Why did you dare to hold a man's hand?

Have you forgotten the most dangerous time: when you cut the tendons of the man who tried to molest you in the bar before he even sat down next to you? — You're so wary of others, why are you so careless this time? Surprisingly... it doesn't seem like he's trying to break free at all.

"Hmm... It started with the scent of flowers, then the smell of blood, and finally the aroma of wine." The beautiful boy's teasing was much stronger than others - mainly because he was as respectable as his dead father. "Yongzhen, go rest and take a shower. This clinical operation was successful. Get ready for the next one."

Chapter 146: Tea Rice Immortal

"!!! How rude! My Lord, please let me go! Please, please don't do this."

The doctor sister, who is usually very decisive in her surgery, said this shyly.

"..." Oh, it was that feeling from a Japanese drama. His mouth fiercely resisted, his hands struggled slightly, his body remained motionless, his heart waiting for the attack.

I'm not a herbivore, so if this operating room didn't look like a slaughterhouse, I would have started right away.

"!!!" Because I accidentally relaxed for a moment just now, and now the beautiful boy forcefully kissed me against the wall in this smelly operating room.

Yongzhen's heart was filled with the thought: If only I hadn't acted so stubbornly at the crucial moment! Now it's over, completely... conquered by the other party.

But can we go somewhere else? It stinks here.

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The combination of Kikyo and Yongzhen, one is responsible for the mysterious medical bonus, and the other is responsible for the main surgery.

On March 3, 1552, Daughter's Day, the world's first Caesarean section was successfully performed.

This means that women will no longer have to go through the gates of hell to give birth again (Beidou Xinwei can only exchange anesthetics for a limited time when she is alive, and she will have to wait for three hundred years after she dies).

This means that in the domineering CEO novels, as early as the 16th century, it was possible to write "My wife has something wrong, and you will be buried with her!"

This means...

Oda Nobuhime no longer had the last reason not to have children.

"...Huh?!Σ(⊙▽⊙"a"Oda Nobuhime was also confused when she received the news. When Beidou Nobuo handed her the record report of three successful operations, she was shocked.

"Um, well..." He licked his lips awkwardly, revealing a silly smile. The beautiful girl Daimyo said, "Well, Avi. We're preparing for war right now, and you're telling me this?"

Yes.

On March 10, Imagawa attacked.

Beidou Nobuo was in the army and "passed by" to talk about this topic with Oda Nobuhime.

"Well, the human body is amazing, isn't it?" Beidou Xinwei was mainly collecting the human body's amazingness. Then he said, "I'm just telling you, while a woman's chances of giving birth may not be 100% guaranteed, they're at least less likely to die than falling off a horse. With me here, there won't be any problems. The inspiration comes from the fact that committing seppuku doesn't necessarily mean death. Okay, what else do you want to say?"

"...The war is going on. Okay, I'm going to lead the troops to Ichie Island first!"

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A little later than scheduled, but no big deal.

The people of the Imagawa family seemed to have anticipated the impermanence of life in this chaotic world.

Want to get promoted: Kill, set fire, or accept the imperial edict! Considering that you are already a big boss and can only order others to accept the imperial edict, the only option left for you is killing and setting fire.

On the night of March 10, the Imagawa navy, which had been sailing on the sea for two days, assisted the 3 soldiers led by Okabe Motonobu and secretly headed to the designated location: Ichie Island.

Yes, it was Okabe Motonobu again. This was the general that the once-cheating, wind-mastered master, Hokuto Nobuyoshi, had defeated head-on on the battlefield. He was a prominent general of the Imagawa clan, a renowned commander-in-chief. Before meeting Hokuto Nobuyoshi, his record had been impressive. His father had played a significant role in the succession of Imagawa Yoshimoto, Tōkaidō's foremost archer. His younger brother also held a prominent position in the military—and arguably, his greatest blemish was his encounter with Hokuto Nobuyoshi.

But now Okabe Motonobu's mood is as refreshing and comfortable as the night sea breeze.

"Sir, we are here."

It was called the Imagawa family navy, but in fact it was just a combination of forcibly requisitioned merchant ships, fishing boats and their own sampans.

The young admiral and Okabe Motonobu reported from the flagship: "We have arrived at Ichie Island."

"Hmm." Looking at the place he was about to enter, Okabe Motonobu frowned slightly: "Why is there no one to guide me?"

"Shijiang Island is the third island inside, to our west left," the naval commander reported. "We need to lead the ships around the several small islands and fortresses ahead. Look, the small camp on the path ahead has already lit two lights as agreed."

"Well, that's good." Okabe Motonobu wasn't good at naval warfare, or perhaps he'd never encountered it before. This time, they were just transporting troops. Three thousand men were aboard hundreds of small boats. Some of the requisitioned (or forcibly seized) fishing boats could only hold a dozen or so people, and the fishermen who owned the captured boats were responsible for transporting them.

The so-called three thousand people are not even full, and if these hundreds of small fishermen are taken into account, they are still not satisfied.

"Flax, wear flax!" Outside the water fort of Ichie Island, Okabe Motonobu's men shouted the secret code they had agreed on at the beginning - the mountain is the mountain.

"Mi za yi, mi za yi!" Atop the water fort on Shijiang Island, two lights flickered back and forth. The respondent had already arranged a code for the response—hui shi hui.

"Alright, let's get ashore." Okabe Motonobu watched the pontoon bridge being secretly constructed in the distance, unsuspecting. He was the first to board the ferry thrown by the water fort. After staggering onto the water fort, he was led by the soldiers of the "Hattori clan" to the castle of Ichie Island. As agreed, the Hattori clan of Ichie Island was responsible for disembarking two thousand of the Imagawa clan's three thousand troops and building the pontoon bridge as quickly as possible after the Imagawa clan arrived.

Just now, Okabe Motonobu saw that the people of the Hattori family had indeed built more than half of the floating bridge and were almost finished.

This pleased Okabe Motonobu immensely, as the Hattori clan had demonstrated sufficient sincerity. They had dared to build the pontoon bridge before the Imagawa army arrived, showing no fear of the Imagawa clan standing them up. If they did, the Hattori clan would lose their greatest geographical advantage.

"Swish, swish—" The crisp, rhythmic sound of armor clashing echoed as Okabe Motonobu's personal guards were the first to land. After inspecting the surroundings and finding everything clear, they arrived. After hundreds of soldiers, Okabe Motonobu was the first to arrive. Escorted by hundreds of soldiers, he navigated the narrow water fortress. More soldiers were still arriving, but Okabe Motonobu had to pay his respects to the island's lord, Hattori Tomosada.

"Oh, you are Hattori-sama, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Okabe Motonobu. I've long heard of you, and it's a pleasure to meet you." Seeing an elderly man in his fifties sitting in the main seat, Okabe Motonobu went up to greet him. Without a second thought, he knew it must be Hattori Tomonari.

"Oh, Lord Okabe Motonobu?" The armored old man nodded dignifiedly, then smiled and said, "Lord Okabe, I've long heard of your great name. You've had a hard time traveling, so you don't have to take the boat anymore. I've prepared some chazuke (rice over tea), though it's not very good. Please enjoy it. If you have anything to say, we can talk while we eat."

Chapter 147 Fate is wonderful

"Oh, I'm so sorry to trouble you, Hattori-sama, to be able to enjoy delicious chazuke at this hour." Okabe Motonobu smiled and bowed respectfully, then took the chazuke from the hand of the personal guard, who then took a bite. "Oh, this radish is delicious, the sweet and sour taste is really delicious."

"No, no, it's just a country bumpkin's side dish. I'm sorry to bother you, Lord Okabe." The old man smiled and made a gesture of invitation, saying, "The pontoon bridge is almost complete and will be extended to the other side by morning. Your troops will land from the west. The Ichie Island Palace was once a military base and has the largest open space. From the palace, you can reach the pontoon bridge directly. In the time it takes to stick an incense stick, the army will be across the bridge and a thousand men will reach the other side."

"Hmm." Okabe Motonobu sounded incredibly excited, even taking a few more bites of his rice. Tea-based rice, truly delicious. "Regarding the naval battle, it's all up to you, sir. Your Excellency will credit us with the primary merit for today's victory. On the day the city falls, Tsushima Port will be yours as originally planned."

"That's not urgent. Speaking of the first meritorious service, I have to introduce you to someone. This person is the first meritorious service." The old man in armor smiled and waved his hand: "Speaking of this person, you also know him."

"Oh? Is it the general of your army? The son of your family?" Okabe Motonobu was stunned, looking at a figure walking out of the darkness on the side of the main hall.

"Hahaha, if I had such a precious son, I would be able to smile in my grave even if I died today. But it's a pity that I don't have such a son..." The old man waved his hand.

The person who came out of the shadows became clearer and clearer as he spoke, and the light of his armor shone towards the lamp, like golden scales.

Okabe Motonobu's rice over tea instantly lost its flavor. It even fell to the ground and scattered all over the floor.

"This... this is..." Looks familiar? Too familiar.

A figure that I will never forget in my life, this giant man in golden armor in the Tang Dynasty style, is exactly the same as the Tang Dynasty clay statue in the shrine - this look, this posture, the gait of a god descending to earth.

"It's been a long time since we last met, Okabe Motonobu-sama. We parted in a hurry last time, and we haven't had much contact since. However, we did meet once."

The man who had arrived was none other than Beidou Xinwei. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and within the palace, more than a dozen retainers of the Imagawa family drew their swords.

"Let's stop fighting." Beidou Xinwei put his hand on his sword and said to Okabe Motonobu in front of him, "Thinking carefully about the last time we met, it seems that the number of people was not less than this, but... I don't think it's enough for me to kill. Sit down and continue to talk calmly."

"Kouno! - Bakayalu!" Suddenly, several Imagawa warriors saw Beidou Xinwei walking just five steps in front of them, feeling that the advantage was too great! They looked at each other and drew their swords -

“No!——” Okabe Motonobu suddenly shouted Yamete Kunasai! ——Unfortunately, it was too late. When he shouted, the blood had already splashed on his face.

“Crack! Bang!”

A swift sword flashed by like a sword flower, as if it were the sword technique of an inhuman god. Okabe Motonobu's heart sank. Sure enough, the legends were true - how could such a sword technique be achieved without the sword saint of the Ming Dynasty?

The four warriors before him were cut down, swords and all. What kind of superb swordsmanship was this? This... this...

What the hell! Is this the matching mechanism that Earth Online should have?

[Execution Animation: Sword Dies, Man Dies]

After beheading four men and four katanas, Hokuto Nobuo sheathed them. Facing Okabe Motonobu, he acted calmly, "Sir Okabe, you've fallen into my trap. Dismount and surrender immediately. These three thousand men will save their lives, otherwise, the sea fish will be well fed."

"You!" Okabe Motonobu certainly couldn't surrender directly. If he did, he'd be completely finished with his career—but he didn't want to die either. Later, he surrendered to the Takeda clan smoothly, a true master who knew the times. "How on earth did you do it?"

"Well... it all started with an encounter that happened not long ago. Once fate has arrived, nothing can stop it." Beidou Xinwei then recounted the large-scale fraud case in Shijiang Island and Xiejiang City that he had led.

He then went on to sort out this "one fish, five meals a day" incident, concluding, "It's safe to say it happened suddenly, and your intelligence work wasn't up to par. This world is just an oversized makeshift team. Unfortunately, Hattori Tomosada is out. Please, have these 3000 Imagawa soldiers surrender. I'll guarantee their safety. I have another battle to fight, and I hope you can help me with that."

Is this a problem I don't want to help with?

Countless Oda clan swordsmen approached the palace, and Okabe Motonobu realized that he had indeed fallen into a trap. But... he was not the most embarrassing one.

The most shameful person should be Hattori Tomonari, followed by Sasaki Yoshikane and Oda Nobuyasu, the guardian of the upper four counties of the Oda clan. In short, he was captured because of the Imagawa clan's inadequate intelligence work—it wasn't entirely his fault.

"I understand." Okabe Motonobu gritted his teeth and said, "I'll force those who enter the city to surrender, and I can't do anything about those who don't..."

"I'll spare you the trouble, sir." Beidou Xinwei made a gesture of invitation and said, "We are all civilized people. Please don't ask us to do anything uncivilized. Okay, enough nonsense - you choose."

What should I choose? When you live under someone's roof, the situation is stronger than you.

Okabe Motonobu surrendered.

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Oda Nobuhime was already getting impatient waiting on the other side of the river. If the Imagawa family resisted, then the Oda family's ambushed troops would rush across the pontoon bridge as soon as possible, and with the cooperation of the navy ships ambushed around, they would surround and intercept them, and try to eliminate as many of the Imagawa family's living forces as possible.

Hokuto Nobuo's diabolical plan was completely incompatible with the intensity of warfare under Japan's feudal system during the Warring States Period—kill, kill all the young and strong men of the Imagawa family! If three thousand wasn't enough, then thirty thousand, kill until there were no more males left in Tōkaidō. Reducing the enemy's national strength would reduce their offensive capabilities, which was the best defense.

Even Oda Nobuhime, a sixth-day demon king, who was still a juvenile demon king, felt that Beidou Nobuhime was being too extreme.

Of course, having a general who is like a god of death does have its advantages. Everyone can basically talk to her calmly.

All the difficult and complicated problems left over from Oda's rookie era were cured.

Sasaki Yoshikane, who had originally planned to cooperate with the enemy from within, was instantly captured and awaited his fate. Oda Nobuyasu's attacking force was also blocked at the gates of Kiyosu Castle, which was supposed to be opened.

Everything seemed to be planned, a crazy delivery! Oda Nobuhime, who thought she was the main C, hadn't figured out what was going on. Meanwhile, Beidou Nobumi had already fought his way through three lanes and reached the high ground.