Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 28 Attack
"It's still early, everyone sit down and rest for a while, and eat something!" Shen Faseng gave an order to the soldiers behind him. Most of them curled up in their cloaks and fell asleep almost immediately. Only a few drank and ate. .And Yuan Fei sat down against a rock and sharpened his dagger with a millstone. Shen Faseng looked at the guide and said with a smile, "Aren't you tired?"

"It's okay!" Yuan Fei put down his dagger, and replied respectfully, "I've been used to it for a long time. It was much harder when I worked for the master before!"

"Working for the master?" Shen Faseng smiled with great interest: "What kind of work do you do?"

"Do everything! Farming, logging, building cities, repairing dikes, burning charcoal, anyway, I can't be idle all year round!"

"It's about the same as the farmers in Tang Dynasty!" Shen Faseng sat down on his buttocks: "The farmers in the world are almost the same!"

"The peasants in the Tang Dynasty are also so miserable?" Yuan Fei was stunned: "No way? We are the slaves of Sanhan!"

"Why lie to you!" Shen Faseng laughed: "Yes, farmers in Tang Dynasty have their own fields and houses, and their lives may be better than yours, but they are always busy all year round, and they must rent mediocrity. Endless hard labor, miscellaneous taxes, and you can’t straighten your waist all year round. Otherwise, why did they come to Baekje? Isn’t it to avoid labor miscellaneous taxes and rent mediocrity!”

"Then, isn't that just out of the wolves and into the tiger's mouth?"

"That's not necessarily the case!" Shen Faseng laughed: "You are from Baekje, and you don't have a name on the state and county household registration, but only have a name on the military registration. When the time comes, you can vote for a nobleman and be his shade. Already!"

"Your servant? Can Captain Wang do it?"

"You mean Sanlang? He has a good family background, but it's a pity that it's just a side branch, otherwise he wouldn't be a fire commander when he first came. Although he has made some military achievements now, he is still a bit far from being a nobleman. Actually, you can go As a monk, you can also avoid labor tax!"

"Monk household?"

"That's right, it means investing in the name of a monastery and renting out the monastery's land. From now on, you will have nothing to do with taxation and labor. Of course, you still have to work for the monks in the monastery, but it is better than the government's search." Too much! Well, let’s not say much, go to sleep for a while, there are still many things to do next!”

Yuan Fei knew that he couldn't sleep, but he knew that Faseng Shen had good intentions. He curled up beside the stone, wrapped his cloak tightly, closed his eyes, and the figure of his father appeared in front of his eyes.When his father passed away, Yuan Fei was still a child, and he had long forgotten his appearance. The only impression he had was the stooped back. His father seemed to always be like that, bent over, and coughed twice from time to time. He didn't want to be like that. I don't even want to die early, and let the child lose his father at a young age like himself.

Baekje camp.

"Changzhi has already cleared the Tang army's barriers outside the city?" Sha Zha Xiangru asked.

"Yes, I took it just before dark!"

Sha Zhaxiangru snorted coldly, he was quite contradictory at the moment, intellectually he understood that it would be beneficial for him if his colleagues were doing well, but the competitive spirit unique to warriors made him rather unhappy.

"I see, you go back and tell your Dasui that I have encountered some trouble here, and it may take tomorrow to clear the barriers outside the east gate!"

"Yes!" The messenger replied and exited the account.Sha Zha Xiangru let out a long breath, returned to the map and began to study again.

The darkness before dawn covers the land, which is the coldest time of the day.Yuan Fei walked silently. The ground was full of broken branches, tree roots, and gravel. Among the sparse forests, there were vaguely visible flames jumping in the distance. The camp of the Baekje people was not far away.He stopped, squatted down, picked up a stone, and threw it to the bushes behind him. A few minutes later, Shen Faseng walked out of the bushes with a dozen soldiers.

"Look!"

"En!" Shen Faseng nodded excitedly, and he took out a white cloth and tied it on his right arm: "Take the white cloth as a mark, let's all move forward side by side, fame and fortune will come from today!"

Everyone pulled out the white cloth to tie them up, and then they spread out into a line and walked towards the direction of the fire.In the darkness, the roar of ferocious beasts echoed in the forest, as if dozens of similar animals were echoing each other from afar.

No one knows the exact time when the battle broke out. Yuan Fei saw Shen Faseng rushing to the front. He knocked down the first enemy who tried to stop him with his shield, and immediately cut off the neck of the second enemy, blood spattered. The enemy took the opportunity to rush forward to hug him, but Shen Faseng smashed his skull with the weighted shot put on the handle of the knife, and fell to the ground slumped.Taking advantage of the gap before the enemy came forward, Shen Faseng took out a burning stick from the bonfire and threw it to a tent not far away: "Burn, burn everything!"

"The thieves' camp is on fire!" Wanglou turned his head excitedly, "Sanlang, the Buddhist monk has entered the thieves' camp!"

"It's time to beat the drums and blow the trumpet!" Wang Wenzuo laughed and said, "We will also send troops to respond!"

"Yes, beat the drums and blow the trumpets!" Liu An shouted loudly, "Tell the guards in the city to send troops to respond!"

The horn sounded, as if calling for something, wandering among the mountains, and then the rumbling drum sounded, shaking the world, as if it was responding.Wang Wenzuo looked at Liu An, and said with a smile: "Wu Lang, it seems that we won the bet this time!"

Night and fire are the friends of the raiders. Baekje people have been busy all day and night preparing various equipment for attacking the village. The broken wood and shavings all over the ground became the best fuel. The exhausted Baekje people were driven out of sleep by the fire After waking up, the sound of horseshoes and shouts of killing came across the surface. Many people rushed out of the tent with bare feet and naked bodies, and were stunned by the fire and the sound of killing.Baekje people can't tell who is the enemy and who is the friend at night, and the only way to protect themselves is to draw their swords to face each other.When dawn came and the morning light shone on everyone, Baekje found out painfully that the person lying beside him was his own companion.But the enemy army was approaching the camp, with banners unfurled and murderous intent, if not for the black-toothed Changzhi sending troops to help, the Baekje army besieging the East Gate would have wiped out the entire army.

"How many enemies were there last night!" Black Tooth Changzhi asked. Everyone was covered in dirt and their armor was dented. They looked at each other, but no one answered.

"No one knows?" Black Tooth Changzhi asked, his brows were furrowed, and he subconsciously pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife. Someone whispered: "Maybe dozens of people, maybe hundreds of people, not more Already!"

Hei Chi Chang Zhi shook his head: "Everyone get out, everyone get out!"

The officers all walked out, leaving only Hei Chi Changzhi and Sha Zha Xiangru, Hei Chi Changzhi sighed, and lightly patted his companion on the shoulder: "Xiangru, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs— —”

(End of this chapter)