Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 136
Jumong Mountain City.

"What? The corridor has been cut off?" The spoon in Quan Yuan's boy's hand fell like his heart, and he suddenly felt that the breakfast on the table had become tasteless.

"Yes, it's about dawn!" The city guard's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and there was still unmelted hoarfrost on his armor. Obviously, he had just returned from the top of the city: "The people of Tang confronted the tunnel from three places at the same time. Launch an attack, one of which is repulsed by the defenders, and the other two succeed."

"What about the mountain city?"

"The Tang people have not been found yet, but the Tang people are mobilizing their troops from the flags!"

Quanyuan boy pushed the table away and stood up. The enemy's actions were completely beyond his expectations. He couldn't help regretting staying here last night: "Do you think the Tang people's goal is here?"

"It's not clear yet!" The city guard lowered his voice: "Maybe it's here, or it may be to lure reinforcements to come, and then attack other places!"

"You're right!" Boy Quanyuan covered his forehead: "Then what do you think is the most important thing now?"

"You return to Pyongyang City as soon as possible, that's where you are!" The city guard's tone was very calm, as if he was asking whether he wanted two or three eggs for breakfast. The light and shadow shone on his thin face, which had a bronze look Texture: "As for me, you can rest assured that unless the body of the Tang people is higher than the city wall, they will not be able to enter!"

"I understand!" The boy Quanyuan was infected by the calmness of the city guard, he patted his subordinate's shoulder vigorously: "I leave everything to you!"

It was pitch black in the city gate. Boy Quanyuan was sitting on a horse. The horse snorted, its ears pricked up, and the horse's hooves knocked on the ground from time to time. This was a sign of restlessness. He stroked the mane and comforted his horse until the gate opened. The sun shot into the city gate and shone on him.

A group of people walked out of the city gate, and the dazzling eyes shot into the eyes, so that the boy Quan Yuan had to squint his eyes. The deserted wilderness stretched all the way to Pyongyang City in the distance. He took a deep breath, raised his arms and said loudly: "Set off!"

The road down the mountain was very steep, and the boy from Quanyuan had to dismount and walk until he reached the flat ground.Although he was anxious in his heart, he didn't want his subordinates to feel that he was afraid, so he deliberately slowed down the horse's speed, stood upright, and looked calm and composed.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, and the boy Quanyuan bent down subconsciously, and then he heard his horse neighing in despair, and then he felt dizzy and fell off the horse.

"Go up, go up!" He Bayong threw down the crossbow after firing the arrows, raised his spear and roared loudly. This was a very successful ambush. The loose snow and mud caught the passing Goguryeo people by surprise, but no one fled. As long as they were able to move, the Goguryeo people moved closer to the Quanyuan boy, forming a circular formation.

"Master, hurry up, get on your horse, and rush out!" The guard leader almost lifted the boy from Quanyuan onto his horse. Almost at the same time, ambush soldiers rushed up from all directions, poking spears and shields, and people kept falling down. , but the successor immediately made up, blood stained the snow on the ground, and was crushed by the falling corpse in a blink of an eye.

As there were more and more corpses on the ground, the circle began to become smaller and smaller, and the spear tip was getting closer and closer to the Quanyuan boy on the horse. He tried to rush out several times, but was blocked by the desperate Tang Jun Go back——The armor on Quanyuan boy's body is too conspicuous. Anyone who is not blind can see that his identity is unusual. Seeing that there is no hope of breaking through, Quanyuan boy suddenly shouted in blunt Chinese: "Stop, don't hit me! !"

No one paid any attention to him, and the battle was still going on, Quanyuan boy had no choice but to say loudly: "I am Quanyuan boy, the eldest son of Da Mo Lizhi, put down your weapon and take me to meet your general!" After finishing speaking, he dropped his hands in the saber.

He Bayong raised his right hand, and the besiegers took a few steps back, but they still held their spears flat. The tip of the spears shone with a cold light. The Goguryeo people in the encirclement were panting violently. Many of them leaned on the ground with their weapons, shaking their bodies. Apparently their physical strength has reached the limit.The boy from Quanyuan yelled at them twice, and the swords and spears scattered on the ground.

"Please!" He Bayong's knees are slightly bent, but his right hand is holding the handle of the knife tightly. Although the man in front of him is an enemy, his identity is there. The emperor of the Tang Dynasty is generous. Like this kind of powerful enemy nobleman, As long as you are willing to kneel down, you will never be stingy in giving officials and nobles salaries, and there is no need to settle your grievances here.

The boy Quanyuan jumped off the horse, he could feel the complicated sights gathered on him, he forced himself not to care about it, he straightened his chest, and walked forward.

Tang Junshuai tent.

"Lieutenant Wang, you are such a person who always surprises people!" Su Dingfang sighed as he looked at Wang Wenzuo who bowed in salute.

"Don't dare to be the last general!" Wang Wenzuo didn't look up: "This is all the plan of the general manager and the soldiers' lives. The last general is just a little bit of luck!"

"It's not just a bit of luck to be able to find the soap-clothed messenger among the enemy's corpses, ask the captives for clues, and then set up an ambush immediately?" How to reward and punish?"

"Report to the chief executive!" Jin Ren asked with a smile: "If you are in the country, this skill is enough to be promoted to the lord of a city, rewarding three hundred slaves, and some gold and silk!"

"Hehehe, Captain Wang, did you hear that?" Su Dingfang laughed: "It's a pity that you are in Datang, not Silla!"

"Silla is also a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty, so why should the chief executive divide you and me!" Jin Renwen took the words calmly.

"Brother Renshou said yes!" Su Dingfang smiled, and turned his gaze to Wang Wenzuo: "Lieutenant Wang, I wonder if you still have some courage to spare?"

Wang Wenzuo was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately realized that Su Dingfang was asking if he had the strength to fight again, and quickly replied in a deep voice: "The general still has more courage, let the chief executive order him!"

"Okay, okay!" Su Dingfang said with a smile on his beard: "The front of a soldier should not be used lightly. I will lend you Yu Yong, who will raise your strength, for future use. Come here, send an order to reward Wang Wenzuo with five hundred pieces of silk and gold collars." Fifty, order the military officials to record their meritorious deeds, as a reward for transfer!"

Walking out of the military tent, Wang Wenzuo felt that his vest was cold and soaked in sweat. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighed, "What a disaster!" Bo, the pressure is already unbearable. Although I don't know the reason, it is better not to get involved in the upper-level gladiatorial fights, otherwise my life and death will be just a matter of thought by the big people above. matter.

　Thank you book friend for the reward of a pot of maple syrup
　　
　
(End of this chapter)