Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 72 Take refuge
Everyone re-arranged their rankings and raised their glasses to encourage each other. After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere became lively.Then He Bayong, taking advantage of his drunkenness, boldly asked: "Sanlang, you have joined the army as a soldier, do you have any vacancies for your subordinates?"

"Oh? He Ba, do you intend to work under me?" Wang Wenzuo laughed.
"Not bad!" He Bayong slapped his thigh and shouted: "Liu Duhu and Liu Cishi value you very much, that's why I let you be this soldier. Tomorrow, many people will come to you to intercede, instead of taking advantage of others, why not take care of your own brother!"

"Hahahaha!" Wang Wenzuo laughed at He Bayong's words: "From what you said, it seems that working under me is a rich job!"

"In my opinion, it's really good to be able to work under Sanlang!" Shen Faseng interjected: "Let's also reserve a place for me, little brother!"

"Yes, leave one for me too!"

"Leave one for me too!"

Everyone at the long table begged one after another, surrounded by Wang Wenzuo, unable to evade, he hurriedly begged Liu An: "Brother Liu, look at what these guys look like, please help me untie them!"

"It's no wonder they!" Liu An laughed and said, "If it wasn't for me not being able to get away, I'm afraid I would also ask you to be a small official under your command. After two years of release, you can become a state and county magistrate, wouldn't it be far better than being an official?" What kind of bastard?"

"Let it out? Brother Liu, are you so optimistic about the situation in Baekje?"

"Of course!" Liu An stroked his beard that was wet with wine: "Inspector Liu won two battles and defeated the rebels; Sanlang, you have created such a powerful Liannu, as long as you can get through the food road with Silla, Putting down the rebellion is only a matter of time!"

Faced with the optimism of his colleagues, Wang Wenzuo did not speak. In his opinion, the end of the war is still far away.If war is compared to a game of gambling, the game will only end when one side loses all of its chips.Judging from the current battle situation, although the Tang people are far from betting all the chips, the Japanese hiding behind the Baekje people still have a lot of chips.

Judging from the past diplomatic relations between Baekje and the Japanese, Baekje is the party that handed over the hostages, and the Japanese were the party that took the hostages. They are all on the lower side in diplomatic relations with the Japanese. Obviously, their strength is lower than that of the Japanese. , considering that the Japanese have never participated in the war until now, and have been recharging their energy for a long time, their strength cannot be underestimated.Under such circumstances, it is normal for wars to occur repeatedly, and it is too early to say when the war will end.

The banquet was finally over, and everyone dispersed. With the help of Sancho, Wang Wenzuo climbed onto the horse.His temples thumped and danced violently under the influence of the alcohol, but he managed to stay in the saddle.Suddenly, several black shadows rushed out from the side of the road and stopped in front of the horse. The frightened horse raised its front hooves suddenly. Wang Wenzuo hurriedly hugged the horse's neck tightly and shouted: "Assassin, assassin!"

"It's not the assassin, it's me, Yuan Fei!" the visitor shouted.

With the help of Sanqiu, Wang Wenzuo managed to control the horse. He got off the horse in a panic, already covered in cold sweat, and there were five people kneeling on the ground. The leader was lean, with long arms and protruding cheekbones. , with sunken cheeks, it was Yuan Fei.Sanqiu rushed forward and kicked him: "Yuan Fei, why don't you just stay in the camp obediently at this time, what are you doing here, be careful to let Langjun's horse trample to death!"

Seeing this, Wang Wenzuo knew that Sancho was trying to protect his fellow countryman, so he took the initiative to vent his anger on Wang Wenzuo. He waved his hands angrily, and sat down on the stone by the roadside: "Forget it, you guys get up ! What's the matter?"

"I don't want to be a soldier anymore, I just want to be your part!"

Wang Wenzuo glanced over everyone's face: "You five?"

"Not only that, there are others!" Yuan Fei said in a low voice, "Everyone thinks that the five of us were elected!"

Wang Wenzuo stretched out his fingers and rubbed his two temples vigorously, the pain there was terribly painful, he shook his head: "No, you are all Tang soldiers now, and your names are above the military status, not my private soldiers alone, Wang Wenzuo. If you mess around like this, you will lose your head, not only you want it, but I want it too!"

Yuan Fei and the others were frightened by Wang Wenzuo. They exchanged glances, and Yuan Fei begged: "Mr. Lang, I heard that the new officers will break us up and divide us into each battalion as military slaves! We will attack later." The mountain city of the Baekje people, let us fill in the trenches!"

"It's all rumors, don't scare yourself!" Wang Wenzuo found that his tone was too blunt, so he slowed down a little: "You are all veterans who have fought many battles, and you have experience in how to attack mountain cities. Why would the superiors let you serve as military slaves to fill the trenches? It is possible that you will be elected as the strikers. You have all seen how powerful the scorpion is. In a real fight, the archers of the Baekje thieves will not be able to stand on the wall. Your chance to make meritorious deeds!"

After listening to Wang Wenzuo's reassurance, Yuan Fei and others felt better.Before leaving, Yuan Fei kowtowed twice again: "Although my generation is like grass, I will never forget the kindness of my husband's life! If there is a need in the future, he will come at a word, and he will not hesitate to die!"

Watching the backs of Yuan Fei and others disappear in the night, Wang Wenzuo suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Sancho, kneel down!"

Sancho hastened to his knees.

"The matter of Yuan Fei was your idea behind their backs, right?"

"Yes!" Sancho kowtowed: "They begged hard in front of the villain, but the villain couldn't resist, so they let them come to you!"

Wang Wenzuo snorted coldly. No one else knew about his meeting with Liu An and the others tonight. Liu An and the others had nothing to do with these Sanhan people on weekdays, and they would not give them such taboo ideas. However, only Sangqiu knows his whereabouts like the back of his hand, and has close contacts with Yuan Fei and others, so he is the most suspicious.

"You've been following me for a while, don't you know what's more important?" Wang Wenzuo said coldly, "You can make decisions about such things?"

"The villain is guilty, and I am willing to listen to my lord's punishment!" Sangqiu kowtowed like garlic: "It's just that Yuan Fei and the others are really pitiful. The generals of the Tang Dynasty treat the people of Sanhan as worthless, and there are very few people who are like lords and slaves. Yuan Fei They are all willing to be the part of Langjun and serve him from generation to generation!"

Wang Wenzuo's heart softened when he heard this. He saw what the Tang army did after destroying Baekje. He can only say that it was no accident that the whole Baekje was rebelled. The suffering brought by the war was like that of Sancho and Yuan Fei, the lower class, feels the deepest, and unlike the Baekje people, they do not have weapons and existing social organizations to resist, so they can only endure silently.Therefore, once they encounter a leader like Wang Wenzuo who treats people generously and has the ability to protect them, they will instinctively hold on to them, hoping to become Wang Wenzuo's trilogy and get rid of the current inability to resist. Fate fiddled with the status quo.

(End of this chapter)