Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 79 Humiliation
Ren Cuncheng.

Due to the melting of the snow, the river was half wider than when Heizhi Changzhi and Sha Zhaxiangru crossed the river last time. The turbulent river was like a giant beast roaring, swallowing everything.Looking at the turbid and swirling river, Black Teeth is full of doubts. This fortified mountain city has changed its owner, and no one knows how the new owner will treat him.

The fine raindrops made the sky gloomy, and only the towers of Ren Cuncheng could be vaguely seen, like tall ghosts. As they approached, the yin energy gradually condensed.The rainwater filled the moat, like a long lake, surrounding the towers guarding the intersection at the foot of the mountain.

Through the rain, Hei Chi Changzhi discovered that there were thousands of soldiers camped on the hillside. The flags hanging outside the tents were soaked in water and hung on the poles, like many drowning cats, unable to see the colors and patterns clearly.All he knew was that most flags were gray, and indeed, the whole world seemed gray these days.

Failure is so terrible, no one is on the side of the loser, there are less than 200 people behind Heizhi Changzhi and Sha Zha Xiangru, and there are at least 1000 people around them after the defeat that day, but the soldiers are like dead leaves They left them as if they were separated from the tree trunks, and they were in groups of three or four. They had sent people to chase them back, but the people they sent did not come back.

"Usually, you have to be patient later!" Sha Zha Xiangru warned: "You know Fu Xingong's temper, and he will definitely treat us well later, so don't worry about it!"

"Don't worry, I am very aware of our current situation! No matter what he says, I will bow my head and obey!"

"That's good!" Sha Zha Xiangru wiped off the rain on his face, and smiled with his mouth open: "The Fuxin Guild will not blame the past, and now he needs everyone to deal with the people of Tang and Silla!"

Heitou Changzhi smiled and said nothing. The loser has no right to choose. There are only 200 people. All he can do is accept the arrangement of fate.

Just as Sha Zha Xiangru expected, Guishi Fuxin showed generosity to the two people who came to vote with poor prospects. His only request was that the two people kneel down and serve him. This is not a problem. Since Dao Chen After his death, he has become the actual commander of the Restoration Army.

And most of the officers agree on one point - the previous failure of the Baekje people was largely due to the "two-headed system" that dispersed their forces. The restoration of unified command is welcome.

The long table is full of food: pork pie, bean porridge, stewed chicken, river fish, etc., and there is enough wine in everyone's glass, which is not insignificant in a country that is at war.

Heizhi Changzhi and Sha Zhaxiangru sat side by side, and while eating, they listened to the loud bragging and laughing of the robes at the long table—a few days ago, the Baekje people had just repelled an invasion by the Silla people. The damage was equal, but the invaders' luggage was captured, and the Baekje people can be said to have won a small victory.

"The snow will completely melt in March, and then spring plowing will begin. After the spring plowing is over, young men can be recruited to regain the capital!" An officer held a pig bone in one hand and swung it vigorously, as if he was holding a sword in his hand: " With Fu Xingong commanding this time, the Tang people will definitely not be able to resist!"

"That's right, if it wasn't for Dao Chen's incompetent dispatch last time, we would have regained the capital!" Another officer stood up, waving a wine glass in his hand.

"That's right, I'm a monk, but I want to make up for it, and the result is that countless soldiers were killed. If I were to command the battle at the Xiongjin River Estuary, I would never set up camps on both sides of the river, and the division of power would be weak!"

The man's accusation immediately aroused the approbation of the long table. Most of these people are the confidantes of Fukunobu Onimuro, and they will naturally pour dirty water on the dead man in exchange for the favor of the boss.

"From what I've seen below, it's best to postpone the recovery of the capital!"

Hearing Hei Chi Chang's familiar voice, Sha Zha Xiangru secretly groaned in his heart, but beside the long table full of approving voices, the only voice of disapproval was particularly harsh, and the people immediately fell silent, focusing on Hei Chi Chang body.

"What's the matter? Brother Black Tooth, do you think that with the planning and dispatch of the Prime Minister, we still can't regain the capital this time?" The questioner emphasized the word "Prime Minister of the Country" and looked at Hei Chi Changzhi provocatively. .

"That's right!" Hei Chi Changzhi ignored Sha Zha Xiangru, who was pulling his sleeve vigorously, and said in a deep voice, "Because the Tang people have a new type of continuous crossbow, which is extremely powerful, and attacking rashly will only lead to death in vain!"

"Hahaha! A new type of crossbow?"

"Let's just say that the people of Tang invited the gods to come down to earth!"

"After I lost the battle, I would praise the Tang people to the sky to cover up my incompetence. It's really ridiculous!"

If you lose on the battlefield, you can't win on the wine table!Sha Zha Xiangru couldn't remember who said this sentence, but it couldn't be more appropriate to use it tonight.No matter how calm Hei Chi Changzhi was and tried his best to argue, it was still useless.Everyone took him as a joke. The sad thing is that Sha Zha Xiangru knew that if he was in another place, he would not believe his friend's words-unless he had experienced the nightmare himself, but it was too late.

"Black-toothed Changzhi, you really let me down!" An officer stood up, the wine glass in his hand trembling slightly: "It's nothing to lose a battle. Courage is ridiculous. Tang people’s bows and crossbows are very powerful, we all know this, but we also have bows and crossbows, and the brave one wins when the two armies confront each other!”

"Yes, the brave man wins the battle between the two armies!"

"Yes! What a coward you are!"

The sarcastic words fell like a rain of arrows, and Hei Zhichang's face turned pale. Sha Zha Xiangru knew that this was a sign of extreme anger. He tore off his shirt, exposing his upper body.

"If you can find a scar on your back, I will admit that Black Teeth is always a coward. There is no peace in the Three Realms, like a house on fire, full of suffering, and it is terrifying. What is so terrible about death? What is terrible is defeat. We These people are the only strength of Baekje, if we lose to the Tang people one more time, then Baekje will perish!"

There was no sound at the long table, and there were seven or eight scars on the front of Hei Chi Chang Zhi's naked upper body, which were horrifying, but the back was as clean as new. Obviously, this man only faced the enemy on the battlefield, and never turned his back to the enemy to run away.

"Put on your clothes, you don't need words to prove your bravery!" A hoarse voice came from the other end of the long table: "No one here will doubt it, right?"

The person who spoke was Fukunobu Onimuro, and no one at the long table dared to question him. His eyes swept over everyone at the long table. Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at him: "I agree with Heitou Changzhi, Our next goal is not to restore the old capital, but Silla, to be precise, Sucheon City (located in Yeoju, southeast of Gyeonggi-do, South Korea)!"

(End of this chapter)