Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 134
The group had already arrived at the Tang army camp while they were talking. Wang Wenzuo asked Cui Hongdu to let the team camp according to the instructions of the Chinese military officer, and he followed Wang Zhaotang to the Chinese military camp.Along the way, I saw the camp stretching for more than ten miles. The smoke from cooking smoke rose from thousands of campfires like slender fingers. People in full armor sat under the trees and sharpened their weapons. All kinds of flags fluttered in the wind. Insert into muddy ground.

"Wen Zuo, do you see that?" Wang Zhaotang proudly pointed to the soldiers on both sides of the road: "There are Xuanrun crossbowmen over there, those are Danyang soldiers, who are best at wielding rattan badges, and Qingzhou long-pole soldiers, who are good at making weapons." Long guns, and—”

Wang Wenzuo's gaze followed Wang Zhaotang's fingers, and he saw people greeting him from time to time. He could see that Wang Zhaotang had a lot of friends. Wang Wenzuo smiled: "It seems that the morale of all the troops is good!"

"Of course, the elite of the Great Tang Kanto are gathered here!" Wang Zhaotang smiled proudly, and then asked in a low voice: "But I heard that the Baekje rebels are quite rampant, I don't know—"

"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "I encountered a group of Japanese when I came!"

"There are Japanese people?" Wang Zhaotang was taken aback: "Then what happened afterwards?"

"Of course I was defeated, and hundreds of people were captured alive!" Wang Wenzuo laughed and said, "The leader of them has already been offered captives by the Silla people. Counting the time, he should have arrived in Qingzhou by now!"

"Wen Zuo is really a good trick!" Wang Zhaotang raised his thumb: "Did you know? These captives will be sent to Chang'an to be presented to the emperor, and your name will also be listed in Datian. This blue cloud is going straight up!"

"There will be such a thing?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned. These Japanese prisoners may be escorted to Chang'an, but the possibility of being sent to the emperor is not very high. In the great empire of China, the Son of Heaven is at the height of the ninth level, so there are too many things to consider. How can he have time to pay attention to trivial matters such as capturing a few barbarians from afar, let alone Wang Wenzuo's name.

"This brother doesn't know about it!" Wang Zhaotang waved his hand, signaling to move away from the left and right, and a smile that Wang Wenzuo was quite familiar with appeared on his originally majestic face. I often see: "I have a brother who happened to go to Beijing to work as an errand in Nan Ya Zhong. He mentioned in a letter to me that there are Japanese envoys from the capital who have been staying for some time!"

"There are Japanese envoys? This is strange. Since they sent envoys, they wanted to make friends with us, Tang Dynasty, but why did they send troops to help the Baekje rebels? Don't those Japanese people fear that the envoys will be killed?"

"Brother, don't you understand?" Wang Zhaotang said with a smile: "My brother said in the letter that these Japanese people are very arrogant, but they are only a small country, and they think they can stand up to the Tang Dynasty. It is said that the chieftain is in the country. The book calls itself the "Sunrise Son of Heaven" and calls me the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty "Sunset Son of Heaven". No matter how magnanimous a sage is, how can he bear it? The emperor will definitely use Japanese emissaries to invite them to accept the prisoner in Chang'an. Prisoner, let them experience the power of Shangguo Tianwei! With such a thing, brother, how can your reputation not be heard by Datian?"

Wang Wenzuo smiled indifferently. As a time traveler, he naturally couldn't have the half-human, half-god reverence for the Son of Heaven like Tang people did, but the power of life and death in his hands is true: "If it is true , then inherit your brother's auspicious words!"

"What do you mean it's true! It's definitely the case!" Wang Zhaotang said firmly: "If my prediction is correct, it will take half a year at most, or three months at least. Don't forget about it!"

While talking, the two had already arrived outside the big tent, Wang Zhaotang went in to communicate, leaving Wang Wenzuo alone.The cold wind is blowing head-on, the banner above the head is fluttering, and gray smoke is rising from the horizon in the distance. Perhaps, as Wang Zhaotang said, Chang'an, thousands of miles away, is holding a grand prisoner offering ceremony. Remember your name and give generous rewards, but you must first survive. High officials and rich salary are of no use to the dead.

"Wang Wenzuo, Lieutenant of Xuanjie, under the Xuanxiongjin Governor's Mansion, see you!"

"The subordinates are here!" Wang Wenzuo hurriedly adjusted his appearance, followed the messenger into the tent, and he found that the tent was very empty—more than [-] square meters, there were only three people in total, and the one sitting in the middle was a young man. An old man in his sixties, wearing a crimson round-neck toga, wearing a ribbed headband, with big bags under his eyes, a big mouth under his nose, and a clean-shaven plump chin. He was reading a letter in his hand. Both of them were in their prime, and they described themselves as mighty, with unconcealable anxiety on their faces. Wang Wenzuo didn't dare to look at them, so he hurriedly lowered his knees and bowed down: "Wang Wenzuo, the lieutenant of the Xuanjie School under the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion, is here to see the Chief Supervisor!"

The old man ignored Wang Wenzuo, but silently read the letter, and then put it next to the oil lamp. The flame danced and licked on the letter paper, and only a little scrap of paper was left before the old man threw it into the copper incense burner beside him.

"How's the situation in Baekje?"

"The position of the lower official is humble. Regarding the situation in Baekje—" Wang Wenzuo considered his tone. It was the first time he had the opportunity to meet Su Dingfang, and he didn't know the other party's temper. If possible, he should be careful.

"Just tell what you know, and the others will be judged by your own judge!" The old man interrupted Wang Wenzuo, as if he was a little tired, he leaned his back on the fur cushion behind him, and closed his eyes slightly.

"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo lowered his head: "Before I left Baekje, I besieged Ren Cuncheng, and the main force of the rebel army came back to help. Our army had to withdraw and return to Sibi. Xiaguan once confronted the Japanese on the way to be ordered, and got the information from his captives. You know, the Japanese have sent reinforcements to support the rebel leader!"

"Well, it's no wonder you only have this few people here! You have fought against the Japanese, what do you think of them?" The old man opened his eyes and looked at Wang Wenzuo: "Sit down and talk!"

"Thank you, Chief!" Wang Wenzuo carefully put down half of his buttocks on the Hu bed beside him: "At that time, the general fought against the Japanese at sea, and his armor, bow and arrows were useless, but with the order of the army, the soldiers worked together with one heart and one mind. Do not hesitate to die!"

"En!" The old man nodded: "Did you bring the captured Japanese armor?"

"There are still one or two left in the army. If the chief officer wants to see it, the last general will send someone to fetch it immediately!"

"Get it quickly!"

"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo responded, went out of the tent, called his followers, and returned to the tent to wait. After a while, it was delivered. Ringing the sword, the old man picked up the ballwood bow and pulled it, looked at the two sets of armor, tried the steel mouth of the knife tip, and showed a disdainful smile on his face: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the barbarians!" Waving his sleeves, motioning to take it down, he asked Wang Wenzuo, "What's your name?"

Wang Wenzuo was taken aback, wondering if he had notified him just now?You didn't pay attention to your feelings!Forget it, he is the chief manager of the road, and he is just a small Xuanjie captain, how can he have the energy to remember each of them: "The last general's surname is Wang and his name is Wenzuo!"

"Surnamed Wang?" The old man frowned slightly: "Where is he from? Where is the prefect?"

"The last general is from Qingzhou, Governor Langya!"

"Oh, that's how it is!" The old man had a smile on his face: "You have made a lot of contributions to defeating the Japanese people this time. I hope you will do your best to kill the thieves and devote yourself to the king's business, so as to live up to the reputation of your ancestors!"

"Yes, thank you for the cultivation of the chief manager!" Wang Wenzuo hurriedly got up to thank him, feeling a little guilty in his heart. This time, he took advantage of this "Langya Wang family", but the problem is that he was just a scapegoat who was pulled to replace the Wang family's children. It's okay in Korea right now, but if he returns to the Tang Dynasty, the Ministry of War rewards him for his meritorious service and inquires about his native place, then I'm afraid the truth will be revealed.

When Wang Wenzuo withdrew from the tent, the smile on Su Dingfang's face disappeared. He walked to the map, leaned over to take a closer look, and moved his fingers along the axis of the mountains and rivers on the map. After a while, he raised his head again: "Mobei Tiele is making trouble." , the emperor issued an edict to appoint Qibi Heli as Tie Le's pacification ambassador, and the troops retreated to the north bank of the Yalu River! Uncle Ji and Mingzhen, what do you think?"

The "Ji Shu and Ming Zhen" that Su Dingfang said were General You Xiaowei, Cao Jishu, Deputy Chief of Yiyi Road, and General You Xiaowei, Chief Marching Officer of Loufang Road, Cheng Mingzhen.Asked by Su Dingfang, the two exchanged glances, and Cao Jishu said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, then our army will make a quick decision!"

"That's right, if that's the case, I'm afraid there is no hope for the North Road. Only a quick decision is the best policy!" Cheng Mingzhen's answer was the same: "The arrival of Xinluo's reinforcements is a good opportunity for decisive victory!"

"Reinforcement arrives, is morale available?" Su Dingfang smiled. Soldiers in war are the most emotional, and any disturbance will cause unpredictable consequences. All great commanders are top-notch group psychologists. Like an excellent musician, he can subtly touch the heartstrings of the soldiers and make them go into battle with high emotions.Su Dingfang was no exception. Since the Tang army on the North Road could no longer be counted on, it was the best choice to launch an attack when the Silla reinforcements had just arrived when the whole army didn't know the news.

"However, the Goguryeo people have been unable to persevere—" Cheng Mingzhen said.

"No problem!" Su Dingfang smiled: "I have my own way!"

"Everything is ready!" Cui Hongdu's low voice could not conceal the excitement.

Wang Wenzuo nodded silently. He looked up at the sky. Most of the moon was covered by clouds, and only half of the crescent was exposed, casting cold light. There was only a vague black shadow left on the corridor on the hillside not far away. It was the target of the attack before dawn, and he silently estimated the time: "How long is it until dawn?"

"Well, almost half an hour!" Cui Hongdu also looked at the sky: "Why don't you rest for a while, I'll be watching here, and He Ba is watching in front, so nothing can go wrong!"

"How can I sleep at this time!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and sat down cross-legged. He patted the grass next to him: "Come on, you sit down too. Let us chat a few gossips to pass the time!"

"That's good!" Cui Hongdu sat down cross-legged, and said with a smile, "But Sanlang, you were not like this before. Before the battle, you were so nervous. You always sleep when you lie down, and you eat when you open your mouth!"

"Then what's the matter, this time it's the lead, and how many pairs of eyes are staring at it!" Wang Wenzuo took a deep breath: "Don't you feel it? This time is very different!"

Cui Hongdu opened his mouth, and just about to say something, there was a shrill scream not far away, followed by metal collisions and muffled groans, and the two jumped up immediately.

"what happened?"

"It should be the secret whistle of the former team bumping into the Goguryeo people!"

"Aren't these bastards going to sleep at night? Even at this time, there are still whistles outside!"

"I guess they also want to catch us off guard at dawn. These secret whistles come out to detect the wind? Let the people in front retreat first?"

"The two armies are fighting, there is no retreat!" Wang Wenzuo pulled out his waist knife, and said coldly: "Let the officers at both ends of the horizontal line light torches and blow their trumpets to attack!"

The horn sounded, waking up the soldiers hidden under the night. They shouted loudly according to their habits, and marched in several loose rows. In order to ensure the formation, the captains and lieutenants at both ends of the row lit the torches they had prepared in advance. In this way, soldiers can ensure that they are in the row as long as they look at the fire on the left and right sides.The Goguryeo people tried their best to resist, but they were quickly swallowed by the waves of the Tang army's front team, but the flashing torches on the mountain city behind them showed that the defenders had been alarmed.

"Quick, quick, quick!" He Bayong waved his arms vigorously, urging the soldiers to climb up the hillside, the ice and snow under the leather boots cracked crisply, and the night owl hovered above his head, making a shrill cry. The god of death's pet also seemed to smell the smell of the feast, eagerly waiting for the feast to begin.

This corridor is composed of pickets, trenches, artificially piled earth barriers and wooden fences. It is about 6 kilometers long and connects Pyongyang City with Jumeng Mountain City on the banks of the Datong River. It was originally used by the Baekje people to resist the Goguryeo people. The remnants of the invading Great Wall, after the Tang army’s soldiers reached the Pyongyang city, the Goguryeo people quickly rebuilt this tunnel, so that they could transport supplies to Jumeng Mountain City through it safely, and at the same time compressed the Tang army in this small area by the river. Unable to go deep into the mainland.Su Dingfang attacked Jumeng Mountain City several times, but was repulsed by the defenders. In addition to the small and strong city, complete equipment, and elite defenders, the most important thing is that whenever the Tang army besieged, the Goguryeo people could be sent through this corridor. The reinforcements and supplies made it impossible for the Tang army to capture it.

"Quick! Stand up the long card and pour oil on it!" He Bayong waved the torch, and the torch illuminated the metal helmet, dyeing the soldiers orange, and someone on the top of the city not far away was holding a long gun high. There is a flag fluttering on the tip, he thinks that the flag should be red, but he is not sure, fires are flickering everywhere, and everything has only three colors: black, orange, and red.

　Yesterday Weber accidentally posted a repetition, please forgive me, this chapter is [-] words tonight,

　　
　
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