Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 47
"Wait a minute!" Miao Fu keenly grasped an important word in Feiliu's words. He blocked the bystanders who were about to rush to kill Feiliu, and said in a cold voice: "What is the scorpion crossbow? Why do you say that we stand firm here and die ?”

"The scorpion crossbow is a powerful crossbow of the Tang people. It can shoot stone bullets weighing seven or eight catties two or three hundred steps away, and it can shoot without missing a beat. No flesh and blood can resist it. Now the gate The hole has been opened, they just need to push up a few scorpion crossbows and put them on a high place, no matter how desperately we resist it, it will be useless!" Having said this, Bo Liu sighed: "I also know that people in Tang Dynasty are untrustworthy and easy to kill. But right now there is no way out, so I can only ask for an emergency. But no matter whether I surrender or not, I will die here with you."

Hearing Feiliu's explanation, the emotions of the surrounding Baekje people also calmed down. Many people recalled the fierce firepower of the Tang army when they attacked the village just now. First, the rate of fire is not so fast and not so accurate. Second, it is difficult to carry and transport, and it needs to be temporarily built. However, it took less than an hour for the Tang army to reach the Chaichuan gate, and the stone bullets fell like raindrops, hitting the top of the city. .Looking back now, what Tang Jun used was the scorpion crossbow mentioned by Boiliu, and it was true that no flesh and blood could resist it. The courage to fight to the death gradually dissipated, and was replaced by the instinct of greed for life and hatred of death.

Miao Fu also sensed the change in the mood of the crowd, and he cried out in his heart that it was not good, and hurriedly asked: "Boiliu, since the people of Tang have such a sharp weapon, why bother to offer such a generous offer?"

"The generals of the Tang people said that they knew that there were tens of thousands of stones of grain stored in the fence, and they came here for the grain. Moreover, the terrain of the fence is also very good, and the houses are all ready-made. Instead of fighting hard and finally destroying everything, It’s better to let us live, and get the city fence and the stored food intact. And they didn’t actually die a few people, and the soldiers didn’t have any resentment towards us, and there’s no need for the soldiers to massacre the city to vent their anger!”

Hearing this, the Baekje people around believed it sixty-seven percent, and they were a little dumbfounded. As Boiliu said, except for that one-sided ambush, in fact, the Baekje people had been beaten all the time, and they had no chance to fight back. It can be said that there are only a handful of casualties, so naturally there is no resentment towards the defenders.According to the agreement, the Baekje people can only take away cold clothes, five-day rations and self-defense weapons. Most of the wealth of Chai Chuanzha must be kept. There will be a lot more loot to come.From the perspective of gains and losses, the soldiers of the Tang army did not have much motivation to slaughter the city.

"How long is the time limit given by Tang Ren?"

"At most half an hour!" Feiliu replied, pointing to the sky: "The general of the Tang people said that he will enter the stockade before dark!"

Miao Fu looked at the gloomy sky. It gets dark early in winter, and now it's only two hours or so before the sun goes down.The north wind is mixed with flying snow, like goose feathers. It is too scary to spend a night in the wild in this kind of ghostly weather. It is not surprising that the other party made such a request.

"I want to meet the general of the Tang people and talk to him face to face!"

Wang Wenzuo carefully looked at the man standing in front of him. He was wearing a white fine linen cloak, his face was pale, his eyes were dull and lifeless, like a corpse wrapped in cloth.

"I am the general of the Tang people! What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I can accept your condition, but I also have a condition!"

Wang Wenzuo frowned, and laughed contemptuously: "No, no, I'm not here to negotiate terms with you, but to issue orders, either accept it or prepare to fight to the end!"

Miao Fu seemed not to have heard Sangqiu's translation at all, and continued: "In order to prevent you from breaking the contract halfway and attacking us who left the village, I will stay in the granary until my people are safely evacuated before handing over the granary to us." Give you!"

"You mean, if I break the contract, you will set fire to the warehouse?"

"Yes, there is a lot of oil in the granary. If your people do it, then I will light it!"

Wang Wenzuo looked at the man in front of him again, thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Very well, this is a fair request. But I want to remind you that if you stay, you can't leave. Since you said you would Give us a burial place, and I will leave you a place here, six feet long, three feet wide, and five feet deep!" Wang Wenzuo said while making gestures with his hands, his eyes full of malice staring at each other.

The snow is still falling, blood, burning, collapse, all the traces left by the war have been covered, leaving only a piece of whiteness.Baekje people helped the old and the young, carried dry food, walked through the familiar streets, passed through the burned west gate, and walked towards the vast snow field. What was left behind them was their former home, but now it has changed owners.

"When will that guy hand over the granary?" Shen Faseng looked at the figure slowly disappearing in the twilight and asked Wang Wenzuo.

"According to the agreement, it will be tomorrow morning!" Wang Wenzuo patted Luoxue on his shoulder: "It's snowing heavily, Sancho, you lead someone to block the side of Ximen first, otherwise you won't be able to sleep soundly tonight!"

"Sanlang, in my opinion, there is no need to wait until tomorrow's dawn, right?" Shen Faseng said in a low voice, "Who knows if this guy will burn everything? When their people are far away, they will burn down the granary with a torch. Is the basket fetching water in vain?"

"You actually thought of this? You've made progress!" Wang Wenzuo looked at Shen Faseng in surprise: "Then what are your plans?"

"After dark, I'll bring a few people in and grab that guy, won't it be enough?"

"The method is good, but the time is wrong!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "He must be on guard after dark, it's better to wait until the fourth watch, when the sky is about to dawn, no matter how tight the strings are stretched overnight. Gotta relax!"

"It's still your thoughtfulness!" Shen Faseng nodded excitedly: "Then I'll go to sleep now, recharge my energy, and catch him when the time comes!"

As soon as Shen Faseng left, people who came to ask for orders came one after another. Everyone's faces were filled with excited smiles. According to the account books that had been obtained, there were [-] shi of grain in the warehouse, and the thousand people under Wang Wenzuo And horses and animals, at least one year will not have to consider the issue of military rations, and the city walled, houses, household items, and firewood are all ready-made, which is better than Sibi City’s daily ration and one meal a day. went.

(End of this chapter)