Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 168 The Uninvited Guest

"Du Changshi, it is impossible for any plan to be implemented intact in a war. There will always be accidents and mistakes!" Wang Wenzuo tried his best to defend: "We should not get entangled in this point, but should consider the overall situation. Focus!"

"Two hundred collars of iron armor, one thousand horn bows, three hundred crossbows, one hundred thousand feather arrows! These are sidelines, so what is the backbone?" Du Shuang said coldly: "Wang Canjun, this is a military country Big deal, what the thieves are lacking now is armor and arrows, but there is no shortage of men, so many fine armored soldiers, how many lives are needed in exchange for them?"

"Brother Du!" Liu Ren wished to see that Wang Wenzuo was speechless by Du Shuang, so he could only defend him: "This can't be entirely blamed on Saburo, how can there be a [-]% plan in the world? Besides, He didn't give the armor to the people of Baekje for nothing, he got back a lot of gold, silk, furs, and treasures, at least five or six times the value of the armor!"

"Captain, what you said is wrong. We are fighting a war, and we are not doing business. If we lose the battle, we will lose our lives. What is the use of these money?"

"Du Changshi, this is the end of the matter, it's useless to talk!" Liu Rengui also said, "In the final analysis, these soldiers are just a bit of bait for Wang Canjun's plan to separate people. If Fuyu Fengzhang and Guishi Fuxin can get along with each other Kill, what is this little armor? I'll just wait and see what happens!"

"Yes, yes!" Seeing Liu Rengui open his mouth, Liu Renyuan smiled and said, "The most important thing right now is to ask for help from Qingzhou. Since we want to stay, the 1 people will definitely not be enough!"

"Captain, from what I see, in addition to reinforcements, it is best to send a royal family from Baekje, preferably the prince of Baekje, and take him as the governor of the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion, so that we can compete with the rebels for Baekje." Survivors!" Wang Wenzuo said.

"Wang Canjun is right, this matter is indeed very important!" Liu Rengui said with a smile: "Otherwise there is Fuyu Fengzhang on the rebel side, and we have nothing on our side. The drums are ringing, we have nothing here, how to deal with it?"

"Okay, let's add this one!" Du Shuang nodded.

Seeing that Du Shuang's attention was finally diverted, Wang Wenzuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say something, a guard came in from the outside: "Wang Canjun, Monk Huicong is back, and he is waiting outside!"

"Monk Huicong?" Wang Wenzuo frowned: "How did he come back? Is there only one person?"

"No, there are some Baekje people in the same company. I heard that they are begging for surrender!"

"Baekje descended?" Wang Wenzuo asked, "How many people are there? How many are young and strong, and how many are old and weak?"

"Wang Canjun!" The guard's expression was a bit strange: "There are a total of one thousand people, including more than two hundred riders, and more than fifty ox carts and carriages!"

"Who is the leader of the Baekje people?" The four asked in unison. It is no wonder that this is the case. Although the Tang army tried its best to lure the Baekje refugees, allocating land, farming tools, seeds, and cattle for them to farm, but The effect can only be said to be very average. So far, the Baekje farmers around Sibi City under the control of the Tang Army are only about [-] in total. Arable land was abandoned.

In order to increase the military rations, Liu Renyuan even had to let the soldiers put down their weapons to farm the land. This is why although the Tang army has more than 1 troops and has an overwhelming advantage over the Baekje people in training Jiazhan ordnance, the scope of activities is very narrow-rather A large number of soldiers are in the fields.

Under such circumstances, the Baekje who came to join the Tang army were generally Sanhan shepherds and serfs in the lower class, and there were very few powerful Buyeo people living in the upper class.And this group of people who came came with horses and ox carts, obviously they belonged to the upper-class wealthy families.

"That person claims to be acquainted with Wang Canjun, and his name is Hei Chi Chang Zhi!"

The eyes of Liu Renyuan, Liu Rengui, and Du Shuang all focused on Wang Wenzuo, and Wang Wenzuo smiled in embarrassment: "The governor, the governor, and the long history, this person is the confidant of Guishi Fuxin, and he approached me about the transaction. !"

"The confidant of Guishi Fuxin?" Du Shuang's two thick eyebrows almost touched together: "Then why did he bring so many people to Sibi City? He is still with your monk Huicong?"

"This subordinate doesn't know!" Wang Wenzuo smiled slightly: "Or Chang Shi will come out of the city with me to meet him?"

"No need!" Liu Ren wished: "Since that black-toothed man is familiar with you, you can just go alone, and you will be at ease with that guy! You can come back and tell me what happened afterwards! "

"Yes, Commander!" Wang Wenzuo bowed his head gratefully to Liu Renyuan. Since the first meeting, the old man's trust in him has never wavered. The only thing he can do is to do his best: "If possible, I hope You can bring your guards with you, so you can show more respect for them!"

Du Shuang turned his head away, so as not to let Wang Wenzuo see the disdainful smile on his face, but Liu Renyuan readily agreed to Wang Wenzuo's request: "Yes, let those guys change into brocade robes, and let that fellow see the majesty of the emperor's servant Sanlang, as long as you can clean out the contents of that fellow's stomach, anything is fine!"

The east gate of Sibi City.

There was a neigh behind him, from the impatient mount of a tribesman on the right side of the road.Hei Chi Changzhi could hear the coughing of his cousin behind him, as well as the whispering of the clansmen.He can understand their anxiety, because he himself is the same. Just a year ago, he led them to fight against the Tang people on the land under their feet, but now he is begging for his knees. This is a big turn. up.

I don't know who will come to greet you?Heitou Changzhi waited and thought: The identity of the greeter is often directly proportional to the importance he attaches to the voter. From this perspective, of course, the higher the official rank of the greeter, the better, but deep down in his heart, he also hopes that Don't be so high, because the more you value it, the higher the reward you ask for, and the reward you can give is a betrayal of your compatriots.

"They are coming, General!" Monk Huicong whispered.

"Well, everyone get off the horse, keep silent!" Hei Chi Changzhi said loudly, and he was the first to jump off the horse and stand by the roadside.

The flag appeared from the miscellaneous forest in the distance, accompanied by bursts of smoke and dust. Wang Wenzuo looked at the charred tree stumps on both sides of the road, which were the traces of the last battle.If I remember correctly, that black-toothed Changzhi is also a participant, and I'd better find a way to dispel his worries when I speak later.

(End of this chapter)