Hei Te Changzhi didn't say anything, but he knew very well what his colleagues meant by "trouble". The army's offensive method followed deep ditches and high fortresses, strong crossbows and stones, and long-term attacks on chariots and underground mountains. If the Tang army had bed crossbows, then Baekje would have to have rams, trebuchets and other heavy equipment. If not, just relying on the large number of people, they would have to use the "ant attack" method, which would lead to driving away the soldiers like statues. They crawled around the city like ants and laid siege to it. "Sun Tzu" says: "If the ants are so angry that they kill one-third of the soldiers, but the city cannot be taken out, the attack will be a disaster!" After this battle is won, no matter whether it is a victory or a defeat in the end, hundreds of Ji Yifang's casualties must have been several times that of the Tang army.
"Change!" Sha Zha Xiangru said in a low voice without saying anything, "Everyone's fingers are long and short, and the enemy is also divided into strong and weak. Instead of attacking the well-prepared soldiers, it is better to attack the unprepared ones first." Be prepared for the enemy, and the rest will naturally be destroyed without attack!"
"No!" Hei Te Changzhi shook his head: "Following the enemy for one lifetime will cause trouble for generations. If this Tang army is allowed to escape back to Sixian City, wouldn't it mean that a hundred times more blood will be shed in the future?"
"But if we attack forcefully, I'm afraid we will humiliate ourselves!"
"Brother Xiangru, you lead the troops to retreat first. I will hide my own warriors in the mountains and forests, and wait until they retreat -" Hei Te Changzhi said this, and slashed down with his right hand, as if he was determined to win.
"Okay, then it's hard work!" Sha Zha Xiangru nodded. It turns out that in addition to being good at shooting and brave, Hei Te Chang Zhi also has another ability, which is to have a pair of night eyes. Good at night fighting. When Baekje and Silla were at war, the Baekje army was losing the battle and the situation was critical. Heiji Changzhi led more than a hundred men who dared to die to attack the Silla camp at night. The Silla army was frightened and killed each other. Only at dawn Finding that the enemy force numbered no more than a hundred, the Baekje Army took advantage of the situation to counterattack and won a complete victory. If he rescues the siege and retreats, the Tang army will not be able to stay here forever. Black Teeth Changzhi will be able to make a big fuss on the way back to Sixian City.
Although the morning fog has not completely dissipated, Wang Wenzuo can still see that the Baekje camp is empty, with only the smoke of the bonfire left, which was used to burn the bodies of the Baekje soldiers who died in the battle yesterday. There is still the distinctive smell of burning bodies when they are burned. Wang Wenzuo let out a long breath, lowered his head and thanked God that he finally got through this.
"Thanks to Wen Zuo's weapons!" Liu An whispered: "Otherwise, we might have been buried in a foreign country!"
"This is the result of everyone's concerted efforts, how can it be the result of just me!"
"Wen Zuo, don't be so self-effacing!" Liu An shook his head: "Why don't you ask the others? Wan Di, Fa Seng, Hong Du, what do you think?"
"That's what the head of the group said!" Cui Hongdu responded: "Our army is only a few hundred, and there are at least two thousand Baekje thieves outside, and there are long cards to block them. Without Wen Zuo's powerful crossbow, we can only hold out for two people at most. Three days!”
"Yes, the thieves are coming with such ferocity. I originally thought I was going to see the Bodhisattva this time. I even thought about my death poem, but I didn't expect to die!" When Master Shen said this, he laughed. His ancestors were originally from a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. After the Sui Dynasty destroyed Chen, his family was moved to Shandong. He became a monk in a temple when he was a child. His brother died at the age of fourteen before he returned to secular life and inherited the family business. He also retained many of the habits of the temple. He is tall and strong. , which makes one hand very long.
"I think the behavior of the Baekje thieves is a bit strange!" Chen Wandi said coldly: "Could it be a scam?"
"Is it a scam?"
"That's right!" Chen Wandi said: "Although there were many casualties among the thieves last night, they were just a mob and their vitality was not damaged. How could they retreat so easily? Don't forget, this time the thieves are fierce, and there are Goguryeo As for the foreign aid from the Japanese, I’m afraid Manager Liu won’t be able to spare much manpower for a while, so how could he let us go so easily?”
Everyone had been in the military for a long time, and they immediately came back to their senses. Liu An thought for a moment and then turned his attention to Wang Wenzuo: "Wenzuo, what the enemy said is quite reasonable. If the thieves pretend to retreat, and our army retreats and then comes back with carbine, how should we deal with it?"
"It's unlikely to turn back the carbine!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "There are thousands of thieves, traveling hundreds of miles back and forth, and they will die of exhaustion without fighting. It is possible to leave one thief general behind and lead dozens of people who dare to die in ambush. Traveling at night in the mountains is a lucky thing, so we must guard against it!"
"What Wen Zuo said is true. Is there any way to take precautions?"
"When fighting in the dark, it is difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. If we agree on the password in advance and take strict precautions, we will not be afraid of night raids by thieves!"
"Well, what is the password?"
Wang Wenzuo hesitated for a moment, and then Shen Faseng on the side intervened: "How about using Xue Daoheng's "Xi Xi Salt" as the password? Each team uses one of the sentences, so naturally they can't use it wrong. Presumably the Baekje thieves don't know the literary talent of Shangguo. Merry!"
"This method is very good!"
"The Dharma Monk's method is very wonderful. He is truly worthy of being our disciple!"
As soon as Master Shen said this, everyone praised him in unison. It turned out that the Xue Daoheng he was talking about was a poet of the previous dynasty. He was born in the Xue family in Hedong. He was gifted and wise at a young age. He was famous for his literary works at a young age. He was as famous as Lu Sidao and Li Delin. He was the secretary of the emperor. He was regarded by the world as a master of essays and was especially good at five-character poems. , every time a work was published, even the enemy's Nanchen people would sing it. This song "Xi Xi Salt" is a masterpiece that has been passed down to later generations. Although Liu An, Shen Faseng and others all came from scholarly families, they all knew about it. Although the upper echelons of Baekje also studied Sinology, they generally studied classics and history such as "Hanshu" and "Zuo Zhuan" or Buddhist scriptures. They knew very little about modern Chinese poetry, and there was no need to worry about being deciphered by the other party. Only Wang Wenzuo was confused and stood there for a moment not knowing how to communicate. Fortunately, no one noticed anything unusual about him, so they followed the order of the past, and each team was given two sentences, which were used as the passwords for each team, and were used to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy at night.
Xixi salt
The weeping willows cover the golden embankment, and the weeping leaves are in full bloom.
The water overflows the hibiscus marsh, and the flowers fly over the peaches and plums.
The daughter of the Qin family who picked mulberry trees, and the wife of the Dou family who weaved brocades.
Farewell to the prodigal son in Guanshan, watch the wind and moon in the empty boudoir.
A thousand-gold smile is always collected, and a pair of jade pendants cry.
The coiled dragon disappears in the mirror, and the colorful phoenix moves low on the curtain.
The flying soul is the same as the night magpie, and I remember the morning chicken when I am tired.
Spider webs hang from the dark roof, and mud falls from the empty beams.
I went to Daibei the year before last and this year I went to Liaoxi.
If there is no news after leaving, how can we cherish the horse's hoof?
Because of his extraordinary literary talent, the author Xue Daoheng was jealous of Sui Yang Emperor Yang Guang, who was also proud of his literary talent. He was later killed by Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Dynasty. It is said that before his death, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty sent someone to ask whether he could be more capable of making "empty beams and falling swallows on mud"? )
The drizzle was falling, and the soil under my feet was soft and slowly lowered as I stepped on it. Black Teeth Changzhi carefully chose a piece of bare rock as his footing, overlooking the campfire below. The Tang army's camp was arranged on a higher rocky ground in the valley. Tents, antlers, flags, and carts filled with baggage appeared and disappeared in the smoke. He frowned and looked at the sky. He didn't like the rain. The rain made the land soft. This was not a good thing for the night raiders. The rain would take away the body temperature of his men. They had no tents and it was impossible. Light a fire to keep warm like the enemies below.
