Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 119
"General, the Mohe people will definitely not abide by the fifteen-day agreement!" the lieutenant whispered.

"I know that, but that's something that Silla people need to worry about!" Gao Sheji laughed.

As a noble family in Goguryeo for generations, Gao Sheji is very familiar with these Mohe people. They have always been capricious and unreliable. In the dictionary of the Mohe people, robbery and war are synonyms. On the land of Silla people, they rob Silla people. On the land of the Goguryeo people, they robbed the Goguryeo people. If there was no one to rob, they robbed each other.So these Mohe people are of little value in field battles, because you don't know whose side they will stand at the critical moment.If they are transported across the Han River, they can at least cause trouble for the Silla people.

Leaving the wharf by the river and meeting with his own guards, Gao Sheji jumped on his horse and set foot on his way home. There were deep ruts and countless hoof prints on the road, which were the traces left by the army. Although they did not capture this time Shuchuan City, but also wiped out the territory of the Silla people on both sides of the Han River, so you don’t have to worry about these rats transporting food to the Tang army who besieged Pyongyang, and you can concentrate on solving the siege of Pyongyang. Thinking of this, Gao Sheji’s tense eyes The cheeks relax a little.

"Saburo, Saburo!"

He was still asleep one second, and woke up the next second. The moment Wang Wenzuo woke up, his right hand subconsciously grasped the saber under the pillow. When he found that the person in front of the bed was Cui Hongdu, his muscles relaxed. down.

"what's up?"

"You'll know when you come out and have a look!" Cui Hongdu looked serious and did not answer Wang Wenzuo's question.Wang Wenzuo jumped out of bed, picked up the cloak and wrapped it around his body, and followed Cui Hongdu out of the door. The wind in the yard sighed softly, and there was a cat meowing from a corner in the distance, but there was nothing else. Wang Wenzuo looked He glanced at Cui Hongdu.

"Go to the roof and have a look!"

Ascending to the roof, Night Breeze stretched out his icy fingers, causing Wang Wenzuo to shiver uncontrollably. Immediately he froze, and saw fire spots appearing in the distance, like the stars in the night sky that would never be counted .

"Are you from Mohe?" Wang Wenzuo's mouth was a little bit bitter, and it was true that when Cao Cao was mentioned, Cao Cao would arrive.

"It should be!" Cui Hongdu's voice was also a little low: "The wind was blowing this way just now, and I could still hear some sounds. Now the wind direction has changed, so—"

"Double sentry posts, send out sentry posts!" Wang Wenzuo interrupted Cui Hongdu: "The city lord will come to us after dawn. This bowl of rice is really not free!"

Wang Wenzuo went back to his room, poured himself a glass of water, drank it all, and quenched the thirst in his throat. He lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep, so he simply turned over, pulled out his saber, put it on his knee, and polished it with a lapping stone. Get up, and don't put the knife back in the sheath until the blade is sharp enough to shave.

Time passed quickly, and it was dawn in a blink of an eye. There were various noises outside, the most ear-piercing being the screams of dying pigs. Veterans knew this was a signal before the Great War—meat was very precious in ancient times. Only the warriors before the war can enjoy it.

"I already know about the Mohe thieves!" Wang Wenzuo sat cross-legged on the bed, with his saber across his knees, with a majestic look on his face: "Last night, I saw fires everywhere. The path, so we have to wait for dawn to talk about it!"

"Yes, yes!" The messenger hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty has already brought the guide here, and please send troops from the king's division to hunt down the thieves!"

"It's not enough to have a guide!" Wang Wenzuo waved his hand.

"Then you have to—"

"Horse!" Cui Hongdu on the side said, "I heard that most of the thieves are cavalry, and they can advance and retreat freely, while most of the king's masters are infantry, how can they catch up?"

"This—" the envoy showed embarrassment: "This subordinate can only report back to the master, please forgive me!"

"No problem!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If there are no horses, then a nasty horse and a mule will do, at least they can carry armored battles. Otherwise, if you walk in armor, how can you kill thieves?"

"Yes, yes!" The messenger hurriedly replied, he carefully bent down, took a few steps back, and exited the door before turning around and leaving.

"Sanlang, do you really intend to help the Silla people fight?" Cui Hongdu asked.

"Well!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "I am a guest, and the other is the master. Without the help of the Silla people, we would be blind and deaf, let alone food and pack animals, and the Mohe bandits are also Goguryeo's vassal. If you can decapitate a little, you can also report to your superiors."

Cui Hongdu nodded, with his lips tightly shut. As a deputy, he knew why they took great risks to carry out this expedition. In one sentence-the military order is like a mountain: General Manager Su has arrived at the city of Pyongyang. The war has entered the final stage. If the Baekje Tang army sits idly by, it is a crime of ignoring military orders and slowing down the army. Therefore, Wang Wenzuo and the others must confront the Goguryeo people, whether they win or lose.

Rumble!
Thunder interrupted the conversation between the two. Wang Wenzuo pushed open the window. He didn't know when the sky had turned black, and the sky was covered by dark clouds. Busy to take back the reeds drying on the drying yard, so as not to be wet by the next heavy rain.

"It's going to rain!" Cui Hongdu showed joy.

"That's right, God helped me too!"

The sky was dark, and the drizzle was constantly falling, drowning the sound of horses' hooves and blurring everyone's faces. The captives were lifeless, staggering and pulling the weeping children. Among them were only a few adult males, most of whom were disabled. elders and grandparents.Qi Sibiyu wiped the rainwater from his face, the horse snorted, he rubbed the mane of the mount, jumped off the horse, pulled off his pants and started to urinate, when he finished urinating, he shook twice happily, lifted the trousers, asked the deputy on the side: "How much gain?"

"Not much!" The deputy spread his hands helplessly: "This village is very poor. There is only some millet in the warehouse, not even much wheat. The biggest harvest is some livestock!"

"Forget it!" Qi Sibiyu waved his hand: "It should be taken into the city by the city lord! It doesn't matter, I will besiege the city lord's residence in a few days!"

"Siege the city lord's residence? Is it in time? General Gao Lang just said that we only have fifteen days!"

"General Gao Lang? Where is he now? Why should I listen to his orders?" Qi Sibiyu laughed nonchalantly: "You should have seen it too. There are not many men in the village. The strength is very weak, so it should be to deal with the Baekje people and Goguryeo people, this is a rare good opportunity!" Speaking of this, he patted his deputy on the shoulder: "The land here is very fertile, and the castles of the Silla people It must be full of all kinds of belongings!" At this point, he clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, kill pigs and cattle, get wine, and find two women to come up, this rainy day, everyone is happy!"

(End of this chapter)