"Although what you said is good, isn't there still an ally in Silla?"
"From what I can see, the allies are unsustainable. If the situation changes, Silla may not come with food supplies!"
"Why do you say this? There is no conflict between Baekje and the Tang Dynasty, but they are mortal enemies of Silla. When the leader of Silla sent his sons as hostages, he came to the Tang Dynasty again and again to beg to send troops to attack Baekje. This time he sent troops to respond to Xinluo. According to Luo's invitation, if Baekje is restored, why won't the people of Silla know how to transport grain?"
"It is true that Silla and Baekje have a feud, and it is true that they allied with us and the Tang Dynasty to defeat Baekje. But at this time, at that time, Baekje was strong and Silla was weak. Without our alliance with the Tang Dynasty, Silla would not be able to survive on its own. . And now most of the nobles of the Baekje royal family have been brought to our Tang Dynasty. The city walls are broken, the treasury is empty, and the people are exhausted. Even if we can repel our army and revive, it will no longer be a harm to Silla. On the contrary, it will become a bait for Silla to grow. Food. But if Silla sends troops and food to help us in the Tang Dynasty defeat the remaining Baekje army, the land of Baekje will become our counties in the Tang Dynasty, and the people of Baekje will become the people of our Tang Dynasty. Silla will not only You cannot expand the land and benefit it, but you have to be careful about one day following in the footsteps of Baekje. What would you do if you were the King of Silla?"
When Wang Wenzuo said this, everyone's expressions became gloomy, especially Liu An's. He frowned and thought for a moment before replying: "If I just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, sit back and watch the Tang Dynasty and Baekje both lose before sending troops, I can win in one fell swoop." Two tigers!”
"That's right!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If it were me, I would use the excuse of sending troops to help to embezzle the land on the border to strengthen myself; at the same time, I would order people to secretly search for the descendants of the Baekje royal family for the future!"
"Hearing Sanlang's words today is better than ten years of reading. I am indeed a descendant of the Langya Wang family!" Liu An sighed. He turned to everyone and said, "Everyone, please don't leak a word of Sanlang's words just now. Do you all understand?"
"Yes!" Everyone also understood the importance of what they just said, and everyone looked solemn, and their faces were no longer as relaxed as before.
Liu An ordered everyone, then looked at Wang Wenzuo with a special look, and suddenly sighed: "I thought that after the Hou Jing Rebellion, all the Jiangdong surnames were destroyed, and the Langya Wang family would have no successors. Now I see Sanlang, Only then did I realize that although the main trunk of the big locust willow tree is decayed, it can still sprout new branches!"
Wang Wenzuo was confused by Liu An's words. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that the Wang family that sent him to North Korea to replace his son in the army seemed to have a richer ancestor. Could it be that he was from the Langya Wang family? But it's impossible to ask about this kind of thing, otherwise wouldn't it reveal one's background?
While talking, the group of people had already arrived at Luwei Ze. Since it was already dark, they set up crossbows on the animal trails among the reeds beside the lake. Then they returned to the high ground next to the lake to rest in the Yuren reed shed guarding the hunting ground, preparing to wait until We will attack again after dawn the next day.
Since he was in an enemy country, Liu An assigned a night sentry, and Wang Wenzuo drew lots and captured the second watch. He was woken up around the first watch and walked outside the reed shed. In order to prevent a fire at night, the heating fire had long been extinguished. Wang Wenzuo wrapped his cloak tightly, sat cross-legged on a pile of reeds to be processed, placed his saber across his knees, applied grease, and took out the deerskin to wipe it gently. The night wind blew, carrying the unique smell of water in the swamp, and the occasional chirping of birds and animals coming to the lake to drink water came from the distance, making it even more peaceful.
Wang Wenzuo oiled the saber and put it back into its sheath. He felt a little cold and was about to get up and move to warm up when he suddenly heard a shrill scream not far away, and then heard the sound of a piece of grass snapping. . He jumped up quickly and drew his sword out of its sheath.
"What happened!"
The people in the hut were also awakened by such a big movement, but Liu An was the first one to rush out. He was barefoot and holding a short spear in his hand, with a nervous look on his face.
"I don't know! But the voice should be human!" Wang Wenzuo whispered: "Maybe he was shot by the crossbow we set!"
Liu An listened for a while, only to hear the faint sound of reeds, but no screams anymore. He sneered: "If it is really a human being, he was shot by a duck-bill arrow (an ancient arrow with a flat shape)." Like the beak of a duck, the wound caused by the shot is particularly large, and it is often used when hunting.) He is really a tough guy who can hold back his screams!"
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "But for such a tough guy to come to Luwei Ze in the middle of the night, brother Liu, don't you think it's a little strange?"
Liu An glanced at Wang Wenzuo and nodded. He turned his head and shouted to the reed shed: "Wake up, light the torches, and let's go down there and have a look!"
The night was dark, with reeds slapping against the cheeks, and the light of the fire flickering in the night wind, casting strange and luminous shadows all around. Sancho was leading the way with an iron fork, and Wang Wenzuo followed closely behind, holding a saber in one hand and a shield in the other. The two masters and servants walked very carefully. No one knew what was hidden in the darkness. The roles of hunter and prey could change at any time. Besides, they had set up more than one crossbows before, and it was difficult to see clearly in the darkness. mark, if you step on the trap set by yourself, wouldn't it be your own fault?
The two of them searched for a while, then Sancho suddenly stopped and whispered: "Look, Sir, there are footprints and blood stains!"
Wang Wenzuo squatted down and took a closer look with the help of the firelight. Sure enough, there were several footprints on the ground, and there were large black marks on the fallen reeds. He stretched out his fingers and touched them to his nose, and smelled a smell of blood. Sure enough, it was blood.
"Follow, don't be in a hurry, he can't run far even if he's injured, be careful as the dog jumps over the wall!" Wang Wenzuo ordered in a low voice while putting his fingers into his mouth and whistled hard. The sharp whistle immediately pierced the night sky, and several people in the distance were heard. The ignition light immediately moved closer to this side.
A few minutes later, Sancho found this mysterious unlucky guy behind a fallen reed bush - short and thin, wrapped in fur, covered with mud and reed catkins, and the root of his right thigh was tightly wrapped with a rag. Blood was oozing out. He was holding a dagger in his right hand and a wooden staff in his left hand. He was looking at the men around him fiercely, like an old wolf at the end of his rope.
Liu An winked, and Li Tong on his right slashed the man's wrist with the back of the knife. The man let out a scream and dropped the dagger to the ground. Before the sound could be heard, he was pushed to the ground by three people who swarmed him. No matter how hard he struggled, he was still tied up by Wu Hua Da after a moment. Li Tong found a wax pill from his body. Liu An crushed the wax pill. Wrapped inside was a silk strip more than two feet long and about two fingers wide. When he shook it open, he saw that there were only some random strokes on it. It was like a ghost drawing a talisman, and I had no idea what it was written on.
