Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 60
"Grandfather, I think at least this Tang general isn't that bad. He took us away just to ask us to do something for him, and he was very generous!" Liu Pingji whispered: "Look, we are in a carriage, and there are still people on the road. Hot soup to drink and mustard cakes to eat! We have to walk by ourselves to work for the monastery, and the food is very poor!"

"Be quiet!" Liu Chongguang sighed, and his tone became a little more gentle: "Pingji, you are still young and have little experience. Don't forget, our family has been doing things for the temple for twelve generations. So many generations People, no matter how bad the year is, our Liu family has a mouthful of food. This is the kindness of the Bodhisattva, and we must not forget it. The general of the Tang Dynasty made us a horse-drawn carriage today, and we will eat rice cakes. Will there be more tomorrow? Don’t forget, he We are Tang people, we are Baekje people, this cannot be changed!"

"You two, are you satisfied along the way?"

The voice from behind startled Liu Chongguang, he turned his head and saw Sancho looking at him with a smile, holding two greasy grilled fish in his hands.

"My husband asked me to send this to you two!" Sancho smiled and stuffed the birch branch with grilled fish into Liu Chongguang's hand: "Here, eat it while it's hot, it will be fishy when it's cold! "

"Thank you, General!" Liu Chongguang hurriedly took the grilled fish, stuffed it to his son behind him, and then bowed to thank him: "Even if the villain is smashed to pieces, it's hard to repay him!"

"Who wants you to be smashed to pieces!" Sancho laughed, and he sat down by the fire, patted the side: "Come on, sit down, let's chat while eating. My husband said, the two of you will Leave it to me, if anything goes wrong, it’s all Sancho’s fault, if you two need anything, just tell me, as long as you can do it, it’s fine!”

Liu Chongguang smiled and said a few compliments. He also knew that the Baekje man in front of him was someone close to Wang Wenzuo, so he couldn't afford to offend him!
"Master, I have a question!" Liu Pingji asked suddenly.

"You can just call me Sancho!" Sancho said with a smile, "If you have any questions, just ask!"

"Master Sancho!" Liu Pingji glanced at his father, gritted his teeth and asked, "You didn't do anything to Chai Chuanzha, did you?"

When Liu Chongguang heard this, he was frightened and angry at the same time. He slapped his son's face with his backhand and cursed: "You talkative thing, grilled fish can't fill your mouth?" He turned his head and smiled at Sancho again: "Master Sancho, I have not disciplined my child well on weekdays, and I am used to talking nonsense, please forgive me!"

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you beating your own child?" Sancho pulled Liu Zhongguang away, then pulled Liu Pingji up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and said with a smile: "Chai Chuanzha Well done, the food left by Mr. Lang is enough for the people in the fence. When the battle is over, you can go back and sit under the big maple tree in the backyard of your house to enjoy the shade!"

"The battle is over?" Liu Pingji asked carefully: "Master Sancho, when do you think we can go back?"

"I don't know about that!" Sancho smiled, and he lifted his hair on his forehead: "Look, what is this?"

The Liu family's father and son took a closer look and couldn't help but exclaimed. It turned out that there was a brand on Sancho's right cheekbone, which was only owned by slaves.

"I got this brand when I was seven years old. It means that I am a herdsman. My father is, my grandfather is, and my grandfather's father is! I thought my son and grandson would have it too, just Like me!" Sancho's voice was solemn and far away, as if he was talking about another person: "The day Baekje City was broken, the master asked me to prepare the horses and rush out of the city. But I was shot in the leg by the arrow , lying on the ground unable to move. At that time, I thought that the time of death was imminent, and no one would need a slave who could not work. But the Lord saved me!"

Speaking of this, Sancho showed a calm smile on his face: "He pointed at me and said: 'I want this person, and you share the other things! I get food, clothes, and rewards for my contribution. He often told me that after the war is over, let me find a woman, have a few sons, and take them to farm in spring and summer, and shoot in autumn and winter. , live comfortably, I don't think he will lie to me, there will definitely be such a day!"

Liu Chongguang suddenly felt that the corners of his eyes were a little sore, he turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and said in a low voice: "There will be such a day, there will definitely be such a day!"

"The enemy's scouts should have spotted us!" Yuan Fei, who returned from scouting, drew the situation map on the dust with his fingers: "We chased for a while, and after we found the enemy's front team, we retreated to avoid being surrounded. more than 1000 people."

"There are 1000 people in the front team, and at least twice as many people in the back team!" He Bayong said with a gloomy face, "At least 3000 people!"

"Well, there will only be more, not less!" Gu Cihang agreed: "Yuan Fei, how many cavalry are there?"

"I can't be sure!" Yuan Fei replied: "But judging from the hoof prints, it should not exceed one-fifth of the total force!"

The people around the fire exchanged glances. Generally speaking, the front team has a higher proportion of cavalry than the successor. If the front team has less than one-fifth of the cavalry, the rear team has a lower proportion. In other words, This team of enemies is mainly infantry.

"Even if it's all infantry, the number is three times that of ours!" He Bayong said worriedly: "I'm afraid we will burn the food!"

"Burn it?" A blush flashed across Shen Faseng's face: "He Ba, didn't you say that rats will be eaten in Sibi City? There is so much food to be burned!"

"Dead people don't need food!" He Bayong retorted: "We have a lot of livestock and horses, and even infantry have pack horses. As long as we lose food and luggage, the enemy will not be able to catch up with us!"

"Do you want to throw away the luggage?" Shen Faseng became more and more annoyed: "No, He Ba, you must be scared out of your wits by those Baekje thieves, right?"

"Who is scared out of his wits!" He Bayong was also a little annoyed: "The enemy is at least three times as big as mine, and I'm not a fool!"

The quarrel between the two became more and more intense. Others hurried forward to persuade them, but Wang Wenzuo frowned and thought hard, as if he didn't feel the quarrel between his subordinates at all. After a few minutes, he suddenly raised his head: "Yuan Fei, you should have seen the enemy Horse poop, huh?"

"Yes!" Yuan Fei nodded. For hunters and scouts, judging the condition of a horse by the hardness and temperature of horse dung is a basic skill, and he will naturally not miss it.

"Well, do you still remember what is in the manure of the enemy's horse? Are there soybeans and grains? Or are they all hay and wheat straw?"

"There are a few soybeans, but very few, most of them are hay straw!"

"Yeah!" Wang Wenzuo nodded in satisfaction: "It seems that the situation of this enemy is not good!"

　First of all, I would like to thank book friends such as Jin Wulang, a Dayang Zhibei a, Ni Luosong for their rewards and monthly tickets.I saw that many book friends in the discussion area said that each paragraph was too long. How should I put it, if you pay attention to the book friends, you will find that those long paragraphs are mainly narrative content, and it will feel strange if they are separated.No way, Weber’s books always contain some narrative and intellectual content, so it’s easy to grow up, I’ll pay attention to it in the future
　　
　
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