Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 207 Subtlety
"What's wrong with you today? Why are you talking about returning to the countryside!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and said, "Last time you introduced me to that Liu official, it's not like this!"

"You're talking about the relic!" Liu An sighed, "Sanlang, I really thought this was a great opportunity at the beginning, but these days my thoughts have changed again!"

"Changed? Didn't we find out the whereabouts of the relic?"

"Yes, but the relic was in the hands of the Japanese. Think about it, the Japanese must have sent such a precious thing back to the country. Could it be that we still crossed the sea and went to the Japanese country to find it? We couldn't keep a hundred lives! Thinking about it now Come on, that Liu Yuanzhen is coaxing our brothers to make him rich with some good words!"

"After all, you have come to understand, this is a good thing!" Wang Wenzuo thought to himself, but said with a smile on his face: "Brother Liu, the relic is a sacred object. If we can find it, it is also destined, success or failure. You don’t have to pay too much attention to the matter! It’s better for you and me to deal with the matter at hand!”

"That's right!" Liu An cheered up, "Leave the food harvesting to me this time!"

"Brother Liu, are you going to go out to hunt food?" Wang Wenzuo was taken aback, then smiled and said, "This time you are my lieutenant general, you should stay in the camp, and leave things like food hunting to Cui Hongdu, He Bayong, and Shen Faseng. That's all, why do you need to go out yourself!"

"It's better to let me go!" Liu An's attitude was unexpectedly firm, and Wang Wenzuo noticed something strange, and asked, "Goro, what's wrong with you, could it be that you heard some gossip in the army?"

"No gossip!" Liu An's actions betrayed his heart, his right hand rested on the handle of the knife, and his trembling wrist made the blade in the sheath make a crisp sound: "It's just that digging in the camp these days is a bit difficult. Stuffy, want to go out to get some air!"

Wang Wenzuo looked into Liu An's eyes, but Liu An turned his head away to avoid Wang Wenzuo's gaze. Wang Wenzuo could probably guess what the other party was thinking at this moment, but it would not be wise to reveal it. He nodded: "Alright, if you really think so!"

"Thank you, Saburo!" Liu An raised his head, with a bit of shame in his eyes: "I shouldn't have said that just now, I made it difficult for you!"

"There is no embarrassment!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "You have the heart to fight, which is a good thing. Let Gu Cihang and Yuan Aolie go with you this time, just follow our original method and be careful in everything!"

"Thank you Saburo, don't worry, those thieves can't do anything to me!"

After walking out of Wang Wenzuo's tent, Liu An breathed out a long breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and he felt much more relaxed.It turned out that since Wang Wenzuo's constant promotion, Liu An's position in this small group has undergone subtle changes, from the original undisputed No.1 to the second position.

Liu An readily accepted this point. After all, from the time he went to Luwei Ze to hunt and capture spies at night, Wang Wenzuo's talents and insights were far beyond his own. He became the No.1 of the small group, and he was second, Liu An was convinced.However, after Wang Wenzuo led the troops to aid Pyongyang, He Bayong, Cui Hongdu, Shen Faseng, and Yuan Aolie who accompanied him on the expedition also continued to make meritorious service, and their official ranks were almost the same as their own, far surpassing their peers. If this continues, Liu An's identity as the "second person" will be lost sooner or later.

Regarding this point, Liu An couldn't deal with it calmly. After all, Wang Wenzuo was fine. He Bayong, Cui Hongdu, Shen Faseng, Yuan Aolie and others could compare with him in terms of seniority and talent. Wang Wenzuo has only sent out soldiers a few times, why should he be equal to himself?Therefore, Liu An decided to make military exploits and consolidate his position as the second man when he sent troops this time.But after Ren Cun came, Wang Wenzuo still let him stay in the camp, but let He Bayong and the others go out, which made Liu An even more impatient, and finally couldn't help but ask for a fight.

"This time we send troops, we must make great achievements!" He clenched his fists and said.

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Baekje Barracks.

"Tang Jun is out of camp!"

Fu Yu Zhongsheng clenched his fists subconsciously, with such force that his nails cut through his palms, the pain made him wake up immediately, and asked: "How many troops are there? What is their purpose?"

"There are seven to eight hundred people!" The spy immediately gave a clear answer: "There are thirty or forty carriages. After leaving the camp, go east. It seems that they should be harvesting wheat!"

Fuyu Zhongsheng nodded. Tang Jun's actions were within his expectations. The war had lasted for nearly two years, and both Tang Jun and Baekje suffered from food shortages.In this case, being able to fill one's stomach with the enemy's food is much more beneficial than winning a battle. After all, winning a battle requires bloodshed, and you only need to open your mouth to eat.

"Did the messenger to Zhouliu leave a few days ago?" Fuyu Zhongsheng asked himself and answered, "It's been nine days since we left. If everything goes well, reinforcements are already on the way! Maybe a little patience is the better choice!" He stood up, walked to the wooden stand where the map was hung, and stretched out his fingers to make gestures on the map: while waiting for the Tang people to return to the camp, he sent two armies, one to attack from three sides, deliberately leaving the direction of returning to the camp, surrounded Three missing one, when the Tang people fled, another army that had been waiting for a long time pursued them.

There were corpses, broken weapons, abandoned armor and vehicles all over the place. Iron hoofs trampled on the flags of the Tang people. The horses neighed loudly, the battle flags fluttered, and the soldiers shouted their names loudly.Fuyu Zhongsheng's eyes seemed to be filled with pictures like this, his breath gradually became heavy, his desire for victory was as intoxicating as alcohol, maybe he should act before the reinforcements arrived, so that he could monopolize the winner the honor.

"Pass down the order, select 3000 people, organize them into two teams, and wait for the order!"

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The sickle slashed, and the wheat stalks fell down one by one like the soft waist of a girl. Wang Hao ignored the dense sweat on his forehead, and kept waving his arms. The sweat dripped down his back, and was immediately dried by the hot sun. , condensed into a white frost.Behind him, the women bundled the fallen wheat into bundles and picked them up on the ox cart on the ridge of the field.At this time, no one complained of being tired, and no one was lazy. Even the elderly and children kept sending gourds filled with clean water to the adults working in the field, and they were too busy.

Noon is approaching, and the wheat harvesters finally have time to eat under the big pagoda tree next to the field. The meals are very affordable, including duck eggs, wheat rice without coarse grains, bean paste, vegetable soup, and even melons to quench their thirst. Although exhausted, everyone is in good spirits.

(End of this chapter)