It was already late at night, and the Yellow Turban Army's camp returned to silence, and Han Tao's camp had already quieted down at this time.

Han Tao was already drowsy on the table, obviously unable to bear the alcohol and could no longer hold on.

Zhang Kai and Pei Yuanshao had already left before this. They had to rotate on duty early the next morning and dared not drink too much.

Guan Cheng was already drunk and confused, his eyes were dull, and he had reached the point where he was about to fall down at any time.

Only Guan Hai was still excited, raised his head and poured a large bowl of wine into his mouth, then looked at Han Tao and Guan Cheng in front of him and greeted him: "Previous Soldier Zhao, get up, and continue drinking."

Han Tao lay on the table, but just hummed a few times, not even lifting his head.

Guan Hai smiled and said to Guan Cheng, "Look, this won't work. Come on, let's continue drinking."

Guan Cheng waved his hand, obviously he could no longer hold on: "No, I won't drink anymore, it's getting late, go back to bed."

As he said that, he stood up shakingly, stretched out his hand and pulled Guan Hai, who was still unfulfilled.

Guan Hai stood up helplessly, and while following Guan Cheng out, he muttered: "You can't do it anyway, you can't do it..."

The two of them helped each other out of the tent together, and gradually moved away as they whispered drunken words.

When the voices of the two men completely disappeared and the surroundings returned to silence, Han Tao, who was originally lying on the table, raised his head at this time.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and his eyes revealed calmness and wisdom. Without a trace of intoxication, he seemed particularly calm.

How could Han Tao, who knew that drinking would make a mistake, allow himself to enter a drunk state, let alone that he still has very important things to do tonight.

He lurked into the Yellow Turban Army's camp with the purpose of approaching Zhang Jiao to complete the assassination. If he could take the opportunity to peek into the military information and assist the official army in destroying the Yellow Turban Army's troops, it would be even more surprising.

It has been two days and two nights since he arrived here, and the time left for him is getting less and less safe, so he must start to act.

Tonight is undoubtedly the most suitable time: I just won the envoy of the Gods, and Guan Hai and others came to drink with me, which is undoubtedly the best cover.

So he deliberately made a drunken gesture in front of Guan Hai to create an illusion, so that if there is a deviation in his actions, no one would suspect that a drunk person would be on the head.

Han Tao walked out of his tent carefully, and there was silence around him. The Yellow Turban Army here and the Yellow Turban Army under Yingchuan Bocai had a common problem - the bird was blindfolded, so when night came, most people would fall asleep early, which was also the time to be most lazy to guard against.

Han Tao did not go towards the direction of Zhangjiao Camp. He was not stupid enough to assassinate Zhangjiao directly. He had just experienced being assassinated. Zhangjiao's camp must have been heavily guarded outside. It would be very difficult for him to get in, and he even had his identity exposed...

Even if he sneaked in by chance, Zhang Jiao's suspicious personality was destined to be alert in his sleep.

Another important reason is that no one knows how strong Zhang Jiao is.

In everyone's eyes, he only wore Taoist robe every day, looking like a fairy-like and sensual, as if he was not strong in combat.

But Han Tao would not believe this illusion. After all, he had fought with Zhang Liang. Han Tao had an intuitive feeling of his strength. As his brother, Zhang Jiao should not be too bad. At least it was not easy for him to kill him in a short period of time.

Since you cannot face the enemy head-on, how should you assassinate? The best way is to take the method of taking action without knowing the truth - poisoning.

As Han Tao, who has studied various espionage allusions from ancient times to the present, he knows that poisoning is the highest probability of success among all assassinations, and the lowest risk factor.

After two days of careful observation, Han Tao has discovered Zhang Jiao's eating habits.

Although he was in a high position in the Yellow Turban Army, he had not reached the level of an emperor at this time, and he would not have any tools for ancient emperors to prevent others from trying poisoning, or preventive methods for others to try first.

His way of preventing others from poisoning is actually very simple: he makes all the food himself.

After all, he was born in poverty and had already developed the habit of cooking by himself.

This method is destined to operate all the cooking processes by himself, greatly reducing the possibility of others poisoning.

If you need to eat with others occasionally, such as drinking porridge with breakfast that day, you must wait until everyone else finishes drinking and then be sure that nothing is wrong.

Although all this seemed safe, Han Tao still found a place that could be poisoned: that was the seasonings in the kitchen when Zhang Jiao cooked himself.

The methods of cooking in the Han Dynasty were mainly based on cooking, roasting, steaming, etc., and salt and vinegar were used in seasonings.

Before deciding to assassinate and leave Yangdi, Han Tao had made sufficient preparations and carefully prepared a bottle of colorless and odorless poison according to various materials he had studied before.

Just put the poison in the salt or vinegar that Zhang Jiao needs to use every day, which is Han Tao’s poisoning plan.

Han Tao wanted to arrange for Shen Han and others to poison him, but in the end he gave up and chose to do it himself.

The Yellow Turban Army's tents have always been very poor, so Shen Han and others naturally could not enjoy a single tent and were arranged to live with other soldiers.

They should be careful when going out to investigate occasionally to prevent them from being discovered.

It was late at night, and he went to the barracks alone to find them, which was easy to wake up others, which was too dangerous.

Moreover, although they have received special training, their time is limited and they can only master some relatively basic espionage techniques.

Han Tao still believes in his ability more in difficult actions such as infiltrating and poisoning.

Han Tao quietly came to Zhang Jiao’s kitchen where he usually cooked. It was said that it was a kitchen, but it was actually just a small tent. It stored some simple stoves and placed it near the tent where Zhang Jiao lived.

Although Bian Xi brought a team of soldiers to guard and patrol around Zhang Jiao's camp, his attention must be on Zhang Jiao, and he will naturally ignore places like the kitchen. It is not difficult for Han Tao to avoid guards like them.

Han Tao carefully sneaked into Zhang Jiao’s small tent for cooking.

It was already late, and it was another night with stars and moonlessness, and the tent was pitch black.

Han Tao did not dare to light the fire, for fear of alarming others, so he could only stand still for a while, and wait until his eyes adapted to it before he began to try to find a place to store seasonings.
Chapter completed!