Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 33
Unexpectedly, heavy snow fell from the sky, and the Tang army invested 30 troops on the east and south lines of the Koguryo offensive, which could only be delayed until next year.Goguryeo could free up their hands to contain the Silla people, making it difficult for them to send troops to support the Tang army, and the Japanese also took the opportunity to intervene in the peninsula. The small group of Tang troops left in Sibi City suddenly found themselves alone, surrounded by enemies, and the motherland. There is a vast sea between them.

Wang Wenzuo envisioned relocating with Emperor Gaozong, and he could have two choices: send a fleet to withdraw the defenders from the city, and leave the rest of the mess to the Silla people, so that dead friends will not die poor people; Come for reinforcements and continue fighting.The latter is fine, but the former means that all the blood and sweat Wang Wenzuo has shed over the past six months has been in vain, and he still owes Cao Ye that one thousand guan debt, which is a bottomless pit for him.

The better Liu Ren wished to play in Baekje, the more favorable the situation would be, and the higher the probability that Gaozong would make the second choice. The frontal battlefield is definitely not enough.Then, instead of staying in Sibi City for the winter and letting fate arrange it, I might as well take a risk and win the glory and wealth, but lose my life.

"Old man Cao! Old man Cao!" Wang Wenzuo's voice echoed over the yard. Old man Cao, who was counting the goods, hurried across the aisle and walked to the front of the hall: "Captain Wang? What's the matter?"

"How much money is on the books now?" Wang Wenzuo asked directly.

"How much?" Mr. Cao was stunned, he scratched the back of his head: "This old man doesn't know for a while, and he has to check the accounts to find out!"

"Then check it quickly, I need the money before tonight, and I need to hurry up on the rice ball!" Wang Wenzuo flicked his sleeves: "Also, call me a smart guy, I'll be useful!"

"Hey!" Mr. Cao responded, and he stretched out his hand to call for a young man: "This is a nephew of this old man, named Cao She'er, and he usually does things well!"

Wang Wenzuo looked at the young man. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He seemed to be quite smart, so he nodded, "Okay, it's you. Clean up and follow me out of town!"

Cao Sheer responded and ran away. Mr. Cao looked at his nephew's back and asked cautiously, "Captain Wang, do you want to—"

"Let the horse send out the troops, it's a big deal!" Wang Wenzuo smiled with his mouth open, but his face was full of cold killing intent: "I can't help it, I owe your master a thousand pennies in debt, I'm afraid if I don't fight I'll be in it for the rest of my life!"

Erzagang, military account.

"What, just 300 people? Saburo, are you crazy?" Liu An asked in surprise, there was annoyance in his words, more confusion.

"I'm not crazy! I plan to make up for the remaining shortfall from the three Koreans recruited!" Wang Wenzuo replied.

"Why use Sanhan people?" Shen Faseng stood up: "Could it be that they are more trustworthy than our own Paoze?"

"Because their lives are worthless!" Wang Wenzuo replied: "If three hundred soldiers of the Tang Dynasty died, Liu Duhu would feel distressed all morning, and if a thousand Sanhan people died, Liu Duhu would only say "oh!" This is the only way to get his approval!"

"Then how many people are you going to take with you?" Liu An asked.

"800 people! The guard has already agreed, and the shortcomings of Jiazhan can be made up in Baekje's arsenal!"

"800 people? What are these people enough for?"

"It's enough. The number of soldiers is not enough. As long as they are used in the right place, 800 people are enough!" Wang Wenzuo said in a deep voice, "Besides, in this weather, no matter how many people there are, it is a bad thing!"

"The rabble recruited temporarily, you are talking about elite soldiers, aren't you contradicting yourself?" Shen Faseng interjected.

"There are more than ten days of practice before departure, and it is still possible to fight in formation at that time!" Wang Wenzuo stood up: "Everyone, I will not force this matter. If you are willing to go with me, go, and if you don't want to go, go." Staying is all voluntary!"

"I am willing!" Shen Faseng was the first to stand up: "I want to see how, Sanlang, you trained a group of newly recruited mobs in ten days!"

"Count me in!" Cui Hongdu stood up, and he patted the bow bag on his waist: "If there is no Cui's bow and arrow to go with you, Saburo, I am afraid you will have trouble sleeping and eating!"

"And I!"

"And I!"

……

During the conversation, everyone in the room got up to respond one after another. More than a dozen tall and burly men who got up crowded the general's tent. In the end, only Liu An was left sitting. His face turned red and white, and finally he shook his head dejectedly: " Sanlang, I'm afraid I can't go with you, it's not because I'm afraid of death, it's just that there are so many robes from the village, someone has to take them back!"

"Brother Liu, I don't need to explain, I understand!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "You and I have not known each other for three or five days, and Liu Wu is a person who is afraid of death. With you staying, I feel at ease!"

Liu An nodded excitedly, and asked in a low voice, "When do you plan to send troops?"

"It depends on the weather, but it will take at least ten days to train those rookies." Wang Wenzuo said in a low voice: "I will trouble you, Goro, for other things!"

"This arsenal is so majestic!" Looking at the building in front of him, Shen Faseng gasped.

Wang Wenzuo nodded, and Shen Faseng's exclamation was not surprising.The arsenal of Sibi City is composed of four square, ugly but solid buildings. The gray-black walls are completely made of granite of the same color. The buildings are connected by suspended double roads. Gates and trenches are all available.It is not so much a warehouse as it is a heavily guarded fortress.

"This is the talisman letter from the Protectorate's Mansion!" Wang Wenzuo took out the letter for receiving the armored battle, and handed it to the school captain who guarded the gate: "Please count it!"

"Oh, Wang Wenzuo, get the armored battlements needed for 500 people, both with the marks of Du Changshi and the governor. Hmm, come in!" The captain who guards the gate is a thin man with a long and narrow face that looks like a dog when viewed from the side. Fox, he also has a fox-specific sly expression on his face: "You are Wang Wenzuo?"

"It's down!"

"Wang Sanlang, I've heard you famous for a long time!" The school lieutenant motioned for his subordinates to open the door for Wang Wenzuo, and raised his thumb and said, "The last time we went to help the whole army in Zhenxian City and came back, this time we set up a fence outside the east gate and attacked Retiring Baekje thieves is a good man!"

"Don't dare!" Wang Wenzuoqian thanked, "It's just luck!"

"That's even more important! Nothing is better than luck!" The captain was talkative, and while motioning his men to go open the door, he said with a smile: "No matter how great the meritorious deeds are, you have to have a life." Can you enjoy it? If someone else won these two battles, at least [-]% of them would be killed or injured. How could it be as good as you! Even Yang Dayan (a famous general in the Northern Wei Dynasty, famous for his bravery), Gao Aocao (a famous general in the Eastern Wei Dynasty, good at To make a long lance, which is called by Shi Xiang), in the end..."

(End of this chapter)