Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 94
"Their main city is halfway up the mountain!" Wang Wenzuo said, "It's right next to that pool, and there's plenty of water!"

Even if you are not at the top of the mountain, it is not easy to climb.Liu Renyuan tried his best not to look so depressed, and said in a deep voice: "Set up camp first, let the soldiers cut down wood and make equipment!"

"Yes!"

Although it is already late spring, it is still necessary to warm up at night in the mountains.Standing by the bonfire, Wang Wenzuo watched the craftsmen busy reassembling the disassembled "Scorpion". Most of them looked very relaxed, because they had all seen the power of "Scorpion". What can resist this kind of projection machine with both speed of fire, power and accuracy.

But Wang Wenzuo is not as optimistic as they are. Anyway, the torsion spring gun is only a weapon driven by muscles, which cannot be compared with the tube-loaded firearms driven by chemical energy; When facing the rocks thrown by the Incas from the mountains, they also fought extremely hard when facing the fortress in the mountains. The Spaniards already had matchlock guns and simple artillery at that time, while the Incas only had bronze weapons in their hands.

There was a sharp whistle in the distance, which was the alarm that the scouts had discovered the night raiders.The craftsmen were in a commotion, and some stood up and looked around the sound, but the night blocked their sight, which made them even more uneasy.

"Lang Jun!" Yuan Fei stood in front of Wang Wenzuo, with a saber and quiver hanging on his tight cowhide belt, a bow bag on the other side, and a copper helmet on his head. sound.

"what happened?"

"Can you give me forty people, I can set a trap, and show those Baekje people a little bit of color, otherwise they won't rest all night!"

"No need!" Wang Wenzuo rejected his subordinate's request to fight. The Baekje people are more familiar with the terrain here, and they are more physically strong than the Tang army who came from afar.All Tang people can do is to drive it back instead of chasing it, so as not to fall into the enemy's trap in an unfamiliar environment.

"Lang Jun!"

"You fought some of the battles, but not now!" Wang Wenzuo stood up and said loudly in a voice that everyone present could hear clearly: "I'm a little tired, come here, get me a reed mat, I want to rest meeting!"

Sanqiu responded, and after a while, he took a reed mat. Wang Wenzuo spread his lynx cloak on the reed mat, and lay down beside the fire. After a while, he snored lightly and fell asleep.Seeing this, the craftsmen and soldiers around them gradually stabilized their emotions. Those who should work worked, those who should rest, and those who should be on duty at night, each performed their duties, taking the whistle in the night as a lullaby.

As morning approached, Wang Wenzuo got up from the reed mat. The bonfire had already been extinguished, leaving only wisps of smoke.He only felt that his whole body was as stiff as a dead person, so he hurriedly got up and did two calisthenics, and then he felt better.

He looked around, but there was no trace of battle. It was obvious that the Baekje people were just bluffing last night. There are two possibilities: the enemy's guards are weak and unable to attack at night; or the enemy thinks this is not the best time.The former is naturally a good thing, but it also shows that the enemy is self-aware, and the latter shows that the enemy is very cautious, which may not be a good thing for the attacker.

The horn sounded, this is the Chinese army calling the generals for a meeting.Wang Wenzuo put down the porridge bowl, jumped on the horse, and went to the commander's tent.

The officers in the tent were all tired-looking. Obviously they didn't sleep well last night. Wang Wenzuo secretly took a hiccup and began to think about whether he would find a chance to take a nap later.

"Wang Canjun, do you have any idea about the siege?" Liu Renyuan asked.

The officers looked at each other in blank dismay. No one thought that the guard would value this young man so much. Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "No, guard, please forgive my subordinates for speaking bluntly. Instead of attacking the city, we should turn against the enemy and wait for the enemy to come back!"

There was a buzz in the tent, and most people showed their approval. They didn't lack courage, but fighting the stone was another matter.

"That's all!" Liu Renyuan didn't expect Wang Wenzuo to be so outspoken. He turned his head annoyed, and his eyes stayed on Changshi Du Shuang: "What does Du Changshi think?"

"My subordinates think that what Wang Canjun said is true. Ren Cuncheng is definitely not something I can capture with my current strength!"

Liu Renyuan did not continue to ask, he already knew the answer, but the situation and responsibilities forced him to do something he had to do, he stood up, and said in a deep voice: "The order is passed on, the three armies will step up their equipment and attack the city in three days! "

Wang Wenzuo followed the crowd out of the tent, and suddenly heard someone call his name. He turned around and saw Liu Renyuan's soldiers: "Wang Canjun, the guard wants to talk to you!"

Wang Wenzuo nodded and followed the soldier back to the tent. He walked to a place about five steps away from Liu Renyuan and stopped.
"Guardian, I'm here!"

"Why did you say that just now? You clearly know the reason for sending troops!"

Wang Wenzuo looked at Liu Renyuan, the boss looked very bad, haggard, with deep dark circles in both eyes, lips pursed into a line, Du Shuang beside him was expressionless, the air in the tent seemed to freeze.

"Because I must be loyal to you, and telling the truth is the greatest loyalty!"

"Hahahaha!"

Liu Renyuan laughed out loud, like a sudden wind, with a rough tone. "Didn't I tell you, Du Changshi!" He said to Du Shuang, "San Lang is born with a pretty face, but his guts are hardened. Nothing can scare him!"

"You really know him very well!" Du Shuang said.

"Of course I know that Ren Cunshan City is not easy to attack, but as a partial teacher, you must have the consciousness of being a partial teacher. Even if you know that you will be bloody, you will touch it. Saburo, you understand why?"

"It must have been to silence the Silla people!"

Liu Renyuan nodded: "It's good that you understand, forging equipment is what you are best at. Although blood must flow, it's better to let less blood flow!"

Three days later, in the morning.

The air was humid, and the soldiers of the Tang Army advanced carefully along the winding mountain roads. These mountain roads were paved with stone strips, which were laid by the King of Baekje for the construction of the mountain city. Now most of the stone strips have cracked and broken, and moss grows on them. Last night's rain made these slabs shine with a damp luster, as if they had been coated with black oil in the morning sun.

At the end of the road is a towering tower. The tower looks like it is about to collapse, but it has stood there for nearly 100 years. Moss and sludge are covered with its surface. On the north side, the dilapidated stone wall still stands, and the white flag of the Baekje people flutters in the mountain wind.

(End of this chapter)